Chapter 788 - 5: Golden Scale Guard

Chapter 788: Chapter 5: Golden Scale Guard

Once, the Martial Heart Sect was a top sect in the Divine Land. Its past glory remains imprinted in the hearts of Fang Qingning and Fang Chi, but the reality is that they are no longer what they once were. The sect now has few disciples, and their qualifications are not great.

Wang Zhigao was originally one of the five elders of the Earth-level Ten Thousand Swords Sect, straightforward in character, with a fiery temper. After an internal disagreement with the Sect Master, he left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and became a loose cultivator, and many sects have competed for him over the years.

"He wants to prove himself, and the Martial Heart Sect is the best choice," said Lang Beichen. After all, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had replaced the Martial Heart Sect back then. If Elder Wang could lead the Martial Heart Sect to rise, he could prove himself.

Fang Qingning was silent for a while. "The Martial Heart Sect likely can’t offer very good terms..."

Lang Beichen waved his hand. "Only one gold per month."

"What, one gold? No spirit stones?" Fang Qingning widened her eyes. Though the Martial Heart Sect’s resources had been depleted over the years, one gold was too low.

"At Elder Wang’s level of cultivation, he lacks nothing. He holds the identity of the Celestial Destiny Sect, and I suspect he values the talent of you siblings greatly, but his temper..." Lang Beichen smiled bitterly. Not just anyone could tolerate it. Wang Zhigao truly had abilities but had not stayed long at any sect due to offending people with his character.

"It’s normal for capable people to have temperaments. Thank you, Senior Brother," Fang Qingning quickly saluted.

"Why thank me? Cough, cough, Junior Sister, don’t blame me for speaking out. Even if Elder Wang joins, it might not change anything. Over the years, the Martial Heart Sect’s resources have practically vanished. Have you considered changing? Even if not the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what about other sects? You two could have better opportunities with your talents."

"Senior Brother, I know you’re acting for our benefit, but this is my obsession. If we’re here, then the sect is here. As for Fang Chi, I’ll persuade him when I return, but the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is absolutely impossible," Fang Qingning said earnestly.

Lang Beichen did not speak further. The events of the past boiled down to more than two unworthy disciples. The true cause of the Martial Heart Sect’s downfall was an internal split. Otherwise, the sect wouldn’t have fallen to this pitiful state. The Fang siblings, with their temperament, certainly wouldn’t want to bow to their opponents.

After Zhuo Buquan’s betrayal, the Sheng Family, a notable cultivation family, seized the opportunity, taking the core and establishing the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, smoothly replacing the Martial Heart Sect.

Lang Beichen had only managed to persuade Wang Zhigao by challenging him and because of the Fang siblings’ outstanding talent, though even talent needs direction from a master, a rare opportunity.

***

No one knew how much time had passed. Li Xin groggily regained consciousness after a deep sleep that made him lose track of time, as if darkness had engulfed him. Fortunately, his body had nearly recovered, and the elixir’s power was truly miraculous.

"Awake? Open your eyes then," Lang Beichen said flatly.

Mistaken visitors from the Divine Land, if they were Beijing people, could stay after examination. If they were Moncalleta people or Mosel people and other foreign races, they would have their memories erased and be sent away.

Li Xin opened his eyes, looking at the sunlight streaming through the small window, feeling a very comfortable warmth, and experiencing a yearning mixed with a bit of laziness to lie down.

His body was fixed in a chair, adjusted to a slightly more comfortable position, and he smiled, "Thank you, Brother, for saving me."

Lang Beichen was slightly surprised, scrutinizing Li Xin with a stern face, "Kid, don’t get familiar. Age, name, where are you from, how did you intrude into the Divine Land?"

"My name is Li Xin, 21 years old, from Dragon Capital, Li Long United Kingdom. I was stabbed on my way to work and woke up here," Li Xin replied truthfully.

Lang Beichen frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over Li Xin’s ragged black robe, "Nonsense, do you know where Dragon Capital is? Don’t think that with a Beijing face you can bluff your way through."

Li Xin shrugged helplessly, smiling bitterly, "You saved my life, so there’s nothing to hide, and I didn’t know where I was, thought it was the afterlife."

"What do you do for work?" Lang Beichen asked.

"I’m a Night Patrol," Li Xin answered with a smile.

Upon hearing Night Patrol, Lang Beichen’s expression visibly relaxed, scrutinizing Li Xin, "You’re in the Divine Land now. Have you heard of the Divine Land?"

"Divine Land?" Li Xin furrowed his brow, "Isn’t it the legendary Divine Land located in the heart of the Golden Sea? Sea King’s Divine Land?"

"Correct," Lang Beichen said flatly.

It was Li Xin’s turn to be surprised. He had crossed mountains and rivers only to end up here. What was Old Fang planning?

At the same time, he noticed that something was odd about the dice’s state, yet in an unfamiliar environment, he dared not experiment lightly. The man before him didn’t reveal his cultivation level, yet he easily healed such severe wounds, proving he was no ordinary person, noting his injuries were no less severe than those done by the Earth Pope last time.

"I’m Lang Beichen, part of the Golden Scale Guard in the Divine Land, equivalent to the combined law enforcement agency of City Guard and Night Patrol in Li Long. You have two choices now. One is to have your memory erased and be sent out of the Divine Land, or two, stay and become a part of the Divine Land," Lang Beichen said.

"I choose to stay," Li Xin said very honestly, daring not to gamble on having his memory erased.

"You better think carefully about this. This isn’t a place you can leave as you please!" Lang Beichen said sternly. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Brother Lang, I’ve thought it through," Li Xin nodded and said.

Old Fang, as a Life Master Great Angel, bringing him here must have a reason, and after all, the other party saved his life.

Lang Beichen nodded. The Divine Land indeed needed young people, especially the Awakened, and his background was quite welcomed.

"Once you’re here, you’re part of the Divine Land. From now on, you’ll live here. The Divine Land’s rules will be explained to you later. As long as you abide by the laws of the Divine Land, it’s not much different from Li Long. Since you are a Beijing resident, you can continue to cultivate here, even marry and have children," Lang Beichen said, unlocking Li Xin’s shackles.

Li Xin moved his body; the shackles were just a formality. Lang Beichen then introduced him to the situation. The person who saved him was Fang Qingning, using the extremely precious Guiyuan Pill, the current Sect Master of the Martial Heart Sect, and his guarantor in the Divine Land, so he had to report to the Martial Heart Sect once recovered.

"Your savior is the Martial Heart Sect’s Sect Master Fang Qingning, and she used the last Guiyuan Pill of the sect, worth quite a fortune. Make sure to take care of yourself," Lang Beichen said, feeling a bit regretful, as the Martial Heart Sect’s condition wasn’t good, and the girl was too straightforward.

"Great grace needs no thanks, I am willing to go to the Martial Heart Sect," Li Xin said.

Lang Beichen nodded. "I’m the Captain of the Golden Scale Guard in Cyan Dragon City. If you encounter any issues, you can come to find me. Your wounds are almost healed, so I won’t keep you here for long. Someone will explain the rules to you later. Since you are a Night Patrol, I won’t be verbose; they’re similar to Dragon Capital’s rules."

"Thank you, Captain Lang," Li Xin said, clasping his fists.