Chapter 1631 - 598: The Book Saint Descends (Part 2)

In this life and death arena, Zhou Xuan is under the protection of the Flower God, yet you still want to attack Zhou Xuan,

how could the Flower God not intervene?"

"..." West Valley True Monarch had never expected that Zhou Xuan in this arena was untouchable as well.

He said angrily, "This is strange indeed. Within an arena, Yun Ziliang flees into a bizarre space, and I cannot touch him,

as for Zhou Xuan, I can deal with him, but the Flower God intervenes,

so I can do nothing?"

"You can."

Yu Ruying made a "please" gesture, pointing towards Zhou Xuan, and said, "You can take Zhou Dangzheng away, as long as you think... you can win against the Flower God."

"Hmph..."

West Valley True Monarch snorted coldly, neither accepting nor denying.

He believed he couldn’t defeat Yu Ruying,

and the Flower God’s Taoist skills, naturally, surpassed Yu Ruying,

even more formidable than the Sequencer of Jade Capital. How could he, West Valley True Monarch, possibly win?

"I thought Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang were natural cultivators, moving forward with perseverance, and they wouldn’t back down even before a Heavenly God like me,

were that the case, had I slain them, I might have respected them,

but it turns out they are just petty men relying on the Flower God’s favor. You sages weren’t wrong - women and petty men are hard to nourish,

it’s difficult for women to cultivate a body of Vast Righteous Qi,

and for petty men like Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang, it’s even more difficult to cultivate righteous energy."

"Look, you’re getting anxious again, I haven’t finished talking yet."

Yu Ruying said, "You can still wait, wait until Zhou Dangzheng has completely blessed Yun Ziliang, so Yun Ziliang no longer falls into the Flower God’s space, Zhou Dangzheng is no longer under the Flower God’s protection,

only then will your three’s life and death arena truly begin,

and I believe this is fair,

you are a human doctor, unquestionably at the Heavenly God level, if Mr. Yun isn’t blessed to the Heavenly God level by Zhou Dangzheng, what are you even fighting for?"

She waved her right hand lightly, plucking a flying dead leaf, using it as a pen, on West Valley True Monarch’s "Lake Heart Pavilion Painting", writing eight bold characters as if drawing with iron and silver —

—— Unshaken by waves, unfazed by poverty.

As the last character of "poverty" was completed, this ink painting, created with "control of space-time", immediately disintegrated, unsealing the frozen river of time.

Zhou Xuan, like someone released from a "pause button", continued writing the Sorrowful Chaos Scripture,

and the time that had just been stopped, like it had been stolen from him, he himself didn’t notice, his heart spirit solely entrusted in the scripture.

The person in the deepest heavens once again immersed in watching Zhou Xuan’s fluid brush strokes,

and Yu Ruying seemed to have sensed the Flower God’s mood improvement, she too smiled.

As for West Valley True Monarch, just looking at Yu Ruying’s display of calligraphy, he was a bit surprised.

"Such Taoist technique, breaking my magic skill with words, has somewhat the saintly capacity of a divine decree, indeed a brilliant move by Jade Capital’s Sequencer."

Yu Ruying also noticed the dazed West Valley True Monarch, gracefully said, "West Valley, you should know now, I am helping you... if the Flower God was enraged, at this moment, you would have scattered from the human world."

West Valley True Monarch, with a darkened expression, asked, "Sequencer Yu, I have one question."

"Please, go ahead."

"Why are you helping me?"

West Valley True Monarch asked.

"Quite simple."

Yu Ruying chuckled coldly, "I rarely visit the human world, so I wish to witness an evenly matched fight to the death,

as a Sequencer, I do get bored sometimes, and besides, Zhou Dangzheng’s scripture greatly pleases the Flower God, and the Flower God isn’t easily pleased,

now that she’s finally in good spirits, as a Sequencer, I can’t just let her mood be spoiled."

"Hmph... then I’ll wait, I’ll wait to see what Secret Technique you use to bless a Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master with nine sticks of incense to Heavenly God level."

"Also, even if he truly becomes Heavenly God level, I, West Valley, can still cut him down single-handedly."

West Valley True Monarch immediately sat cross-legged, conserving his energy.

Yu Ruying continued watching Zhou Xuan’s brushwork.

"Zhou Dangzheng’s scripture must be finished, it must be finished."

In reality, Yu Ruying left out a detail and did not frankly tell West Valley True Monarch that not every calligrapher using the "Method of Entering the Book" receives the Flower God’s protection.

In Jade Capital City, not few understand the "Method of Entering the Book", if everyone casting magic could receive the Flower God’s protection, would the Flower God be able to handle it?

But today, Zhou Xuan is exceptionally special. His scripture is especially appreciated by the Flower God,

precisely because of this, when Zhou Xuan was trapped and his scripture was halted, the Flower God was so enraged, she wanted to display an ink-colored lotus on West Valley True Monarch’s painting, to cut down West Valley...

"Zhou Dangzheng’s Sorrowful Chaos Scripture, alas, I didn’t see the original, I also don’t know what kind of scripture it is, that it receives such favor from the Flower God."

Thinking of this, Yu Ruying felt a sudden surge of anger without cause, glaring at West Valley True Monarch with resentment in her heart.

"You human doctor, if you had died a bit earlier, Zhou Dangzheng’s Sorrowful Chaos Scripture wouldn’t need to be blessed; it would have become an ink scroll, made public in Jing Country,

all because of you, damned, Jing Country missed out on a legacy scripture."

...

Zhou Xuan’s heart spirit deepened within the scripture,

with each stroke, it imbued heavy sorrow, though using a folded fan as a brush, it began to tremble.

And this sorrow, continuing deeper into the scripture, grew more intense,

the ink-colored Dharma Eye between Zhou Xuan’s eyebrows, unlike before, with each written word, it blinked once,

now the ink-colored Dharma Eye was in a "permanently open state," not closing,