Novel Full Chapter 832 - So What If You’re A Martial Venerable? Keep Your Head Low When You See Me!
Chapter 832: So What If You’re A Martial Venerable? Keep Your Head Low When You See Me!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The cultivation system of the Kunlun Ruins was more rigorous than that of the mortal world.
To a martial artist, it was the acquired stage, Master Stage, martial venerable and martial emperor.
The stages of a cultivator corresponded to the Martial Dao stages. They were Dao Entry, Spell Master, Origin Energy, and Nirvana Stage.
Among them, masters were divided into junior grandmasters and senior grandmasters.
On the other hand, the City Governor of Qingyang City, Zhao Yong, was a master. It would not be an exaggeration to call him the No. 1 person in Qingyang City. However, he was slapped onto the ground by Ye Chen. At the very least, Ye Chen was an Origin Energy sage who was on par with a martial venerable.
‘What? An Origin Energy sage?’
Upon hearing Fu Haishan’s exclamation, the expressions of all the members of the Fu family in the living room changed abruptly. They looked at Ye Chen in shock.
Fu Qingqing looked at Ye Chen in a daze as her lips formed an O shape. Clearly, she did not expect that Zhao Yong, who her grandfather was no match for, would be so vulnerable in Ye Chen’s hands.
“So he really is a sage!”
Fu Xiaochen only felt his breathing stagnate as a trace of regret and shame gradually emerged inside of him.
The person who was the most shocked was Zhao Yong. Compared to Ye Chen who had the cultivation base of an Origin Energy sage, he was most shocked that Ye Chen had reached the Origin Energy at such a young age.
Did that mean that Ye Chen was from a supreme sect?
As he thought to this point, he immediately let out an incomparably mournful roar, “Sage, please spare my life! Sage, please spare my life! This junior is blinded to not have recognized you!”
At this moment, he was no longer thinking about his son Zhao Kuang. He only wanted to live because he could still have another son if Zhao Kuang is dead. However, once Zhao Kuang was gone, there would be nothing left.
“Spare your life?”
Ye Chen sat down calmly and said coldly, “You were the one who forced me to buy it. How could I forgive you after you broke my arm without a valid reason?”
Meanwhile, the people from the Fu family watched the scene with glee. Before Ye Chen, Zhao Yong was no different from a local tyrant to Qingyang City. He was feared by everyone. Since when had such a terrible scene happened?
“Sage!”
Zhao Yong trembled as he said, “I-I am a disciple of the King Kong Sect. Elder Jin Quan is my mentor. Please, for his sake, s-spare my life!”
Following his words, Fu Haishan immediately said, “Sage Ye, what City Governor Zhao said is true. He is indeed the nominal disciple of Elder Jin Quan of the King Kong Sect. Elder Jin Quan is also a martial venerable. If you kill him…”
Blergh…
He stopped mid-sentence and looked at the bloody hole on the back of Zhao Yong’s head in shock. There was a pool of blood there.
The rest of them were shocked as well. Clearly, they did not expect Ye Chen to kill him just like that, especially when Zhao Yong mentioned the King Kong Sect.
“Sigh…”
Fu Haishan’s lips moved slightly. In the end, he could only let out a long sigh, “Sage Ye, you’ve really gotten yourself into trouble. The King Kong Sect rules five cities. Not only are there martial venerables within Elder Jin Quan’s sect, there are also Pseudo Emperor Stage powerhouses!”
In his eyes, even though Ye Chen seemed to be from a supreme sect, he was still alone. Although he was at the Origin Energy, how could he fight against a sect?
Fu Xiaochen secretly shook his head. He secretly made up his mind to send Ye Chen away politely as soon as possible. That way, he could save the Fu family from being implicated by the King Kong Sect.
However, Ye Chen’s expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, “So what if you’re a martial venerable? Keep your head down when you see me!”
…
The moment Zhao Yong died, within a mountain peak of the King Kong Sect in Kunlun Ruins, an old man sat cross-legged on a stream. As his nose moved, countless vitality in the surroundings entered his nose.
“Master, I have something important to see you about!”
An urgent voice came from outside the cave.
“Come in!”
The elder suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning!
Not long after, a young man in a red robe walked in quickly and knelt respectfully in front of him, “Master, Zhao Yong’s soul tablet has shattered!”
“Zhao Yong?”
The old man seemed to be at a loss. After pondering for a few seconds, he said, “Is it Qingyang City’s City Governor Zhao Yong? My nominal disciple?”
“Yes, that’s him!” The young man nodded.
The old man narrowed his eyes when he heard that, and then he said, “Even though Zhao Yong isn’t very talented and I’m not fond of him, he’s really smart and would give me offerings every year. Moreover, once he dies, there’s no leader in Qingyang City. I’ll have to make a trip down the mountain!”
…
Inside the Fu residence, the banquet continued. However, as there were two bloody bodies on the ground, no one was in the mood to eat.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, seemed to be unaffected. Under everyone’s respectful gazes, he sat down and ate calmly while scooping food for the little girl from time to time.
After what happened earlier, no one dared to be disrespectful to Ye Chen anymore. Instead, they started chatting with Ye Chen while smiling.
They tried to probe Ye Chen’s background from time to time. However, to their disappointment, Ye Chen spoke in an orderly manner and acted appropriately. There was no useful information at all.
Fu Haishan thought to himself, ‘As expected of someone from a supreme sect. Even someone like me who has lived for so long can’t compare to him.’
Only Fu Xiaochen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. His lips moved from time to time as if he wanted to urge Ye Chen to leave, but he could not bring himself to say it.
How could Ye Chen not know what he was thinking? He said with a faint smile, “Elder Fu, do you have a map of the Kunlun Ruins?”
“A map of the Kunlun Ruins?”
Fu Haishan was stunned for a moment before he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, “The Fu family doesn’t have it, not even Qingyang City has it.”
“Why not?” Ye Chen frowned.
Fu Qingqing continued, “Sage Ye, you might not know this, but the Kunlun Ruins is incomparably vast. There’s the Soul Burial Mountain Range in the middle and the endless chaotic sea in the west. It’s easier said than done to draw an accurate map.”
Ye Chen was slightly disappointed when he heard that.
Just as Fu Qingqing had said, the Kunlun Ruins was vast. If he wanted to find where the five ancient clans are or even find Wushuang, without a map, it would be like fishing a needle out of the ocean.
“Sage Ye!”
Fu Xiaochen suddenly said, “I know where to find a complete map!”
Ye Chen could not help but look over.
Fu Xiaochen said slowly, “If you want to find a complete map of the Kunlun Ruins, you can only go to those sects to look for it. For instance, the high sect King Kong Sect. Their forces are spread all over the place, almost every sect has a complete map.”
Ye Chen secretly nodded, ‘The King Kong Sect, huh?’
The banquet lasted for an hour before Ye Chen looked at the little girl, “Are you full?”
“Daddy, I’m full!”
Mengmeng patted her bulging tummy and covered her face in embarrassment, “Daddy, I’m so full that I can’t walk anymore. You’ll have to carry me.”
Ye Chen could not help but laugh, “Alright, I’ll carry you!”
Just as he was about to leave, there was a loud noise above the Fu residence, “Who killed my disciple, Zhao Yong?!”
Following this voice, Fu Haishan and the rest were shocked, “Sage Ye, bad news! Elder Jin Quan from the King Kong Sect is here!”