299: Chapter 50 “The Killer, Xie Zhen!
299: Chapter 50 “The Killer, Xie Zhen!
Master Chong Kan, the top-tier Yang God seated at the helm of the Taoist sect.
Even a trace of remaining thought, when released, still suppressed the entire Dragon Array!
Ao Ying looked at the suspended figure in the black robe, sweating coldly, her heart filled with fear.
Unbeknownst to her, a crack slowly appeared on her forehead as “Feng Mou” had awakened on its own, ready to overdraft the host’s vital essence for one last “transference”.
On the other side, Xuanyi managed to maintain a calm demeanor.
The cultivation technique practiced by Master Chong Kan was known as “Dream of Thousand Autumns”, available in its entirety only to the successive Pavilion Masters of Longevity House.
At this moment.
This black-robed figure perched above Xie Sheng’s head.
Although its aura was terrifying, it did not emit any killing intent.
“Dream of Thousand Autumns”, it is said, allowed the cultivator to comprehend the Tao in their sleep.
Normally, cultivators beyond Foundation Establishment need little sleep, but those practicing “Dream of Thousand Autumns” are the contrary, the deeper they slept, the higher their understanding of the Tao… of course, this does not mean they were defenseless in their sleep.
To cultivate this technique to the apex.
Sleeping was also a form of consciousness.
Dream and reality reflected each other.
After sleeping, one could still perceive reality in the Heart Lake, managing mundane affairs with even more focused mental energy!
But obviously…
This trace of Master Chong Kan’s remaining thought had not reached such a realm.
“So even the Great Perfected ones have personal desires.”
Xie Xuanyi watched Xie Sheng, slumping to the ground, his gaze towards the Princely Heir containing not only derision but also pity.
The revered Taoist Great Perfected, leader of the Seven Huts.
Leaving behind a trace of “Divine Thought” in the Heart Lake of such a junior; its purpose was quite self-evident.
Xie Sheng stared blankly at the black robe.
He just felt something break deep within his heart.
During his childhood, his father, the king, held him in the palm of his hand, and countless people in Jiangning praised him, saying he could surpass Xie Xuanyi in the future…
He accepted this without any doubt.
Apart from his father, no one knew that he had been under the care of a celestial being since he was young.
In his dreams, a celestial being taught him the Tao.
This Red Dragon Fortune too was a gift from the celestial being.
What is destiny?
This was destiny!
Back then, Xie Sheng never thought surpassing Xie Xuanyi was a difficult matter.
Latterly.
The power of Jiangning Palace grew stronger.
The Xie family gained more fame.
The burden on his shoulders grew heavier…
surpassing Xie Xuanyi had become Xie Sheng’s “Heart Demon”.
A phrase, heard too many times.
Will be taken seriously eventually.
For that goal, Xie Sheng cultivated with all his might, knowing he carried the exceptional Red Dragon Fortune and wanting to prove he truly could surpass Xie Xuanyi!
With fortune aiding him, protected by the royal family.
His life had been smooth sailing up until he met Xie Zhen.
All that seemed perfect shattered abruptly.
“Chong Kan…”
Xie Sheng gazed dully at the figure seated on the ground, finding everything bitterly ironic.
So the celestial being’s dream teachings were false.
The Red Dragon Fortune was also orchestrated.
He was the little prince held in the palm of Jiangning Palace.
But also a chess piece.
After cultivating the formidable Red Dragon Fortune, what would his end be?
Xie Sheng was not foolish.
He was very clear why this trace of remaining thought was hidden so deeply…
A Yin God seeking to ascend into a Yang God needs a massive amount of fortune.
Each step after Yang God is extremely arduous, the nourished Red Dragon Fortune would eventually only serve as a bridal garment for Master Chong Kan’s ascension.
Thus.
The previous warning from his father carried another implication.
Killing himself.
Wasn’t as simple as Jiangning Palace hunting him down from a thousand miles.
The Jiangning Xie Family, within such a short period of time, ascended dramatically to become the second most significant family in Da Chu, next only to the Qin Family…
outwardly thanks to Wu Zhexian.
But in reality.
The Xie had an even deeper “backer”.
It was Master Chong Kan.
No one could have anticipated that Master Chong Kan would enter into such a partnership with Prince Jiangning…
using the Divine Soul Heart Lake of the Prince of Jiangning to cultivate Red Dragon Fortune, a plan that spanned decades.
If nothing went wrong, many years later, when Xie Sheng joined the Taoist sect as a disciple of Master Chong Kan, it would draw no attention.
The fruit ripens, the cause culminates in effect.
Xie Sheng’s cultivation would eventually mature the Red Dragon Fortune, and Master Chong Kan’s remaining thought would also awaken.
“They say the Demon Race is cunning…”
“In my view, the ruthlessness of the Human Race is by no means inferior to that of the Demon Race.”
Although Ao Ying was a bystander, through her Devouring Soul technique, she had come to understand quite a bit about Da Chu.
Seeing Master Chong Kan’s Divine Thought in that moment.
This clever demoness had already guessed most of it.
Ao Ying still heeded Xuanyi’s warning and did not act rashly.
She clenched her teeth and stared resolutely at the figure hovering like a great Buddha in black, transmitting mentally, “Xie, what do you plan to do?
You should be aware…
we shouldn’t linger here long, right?”
This Great Ruins Position, once it activated the Dragon Array, attracted the attention of the Great Yue National Defense Array.
Xie Xuanyi felt a strong sense of foreboding.
It wouldn’t be long.
The strong from the Ancient Great Yue would gather here.
The peak strength of the Chiliarch is a Half-step Yin God.
If the Centurion of the Great Yue Kingdom arrives next, even if it has decayed over time, it should still retain the complete Tao Rules and possess the strength of the Yin God Realm!
“Do you know ‘Chong Kan’?”
Xie Xuanyi looked at Ao Ying and said calmly, “Don’t worry, this incomplete remnant doesn’t possess the strength of the Yang God.”
“Hehe…”
Ao Ying laughed.
The demoness said coldly, “During the battle of drinking poison, Master Chong Kan and several Great Venerates clashed…
Such beings are beyond my reach.
If you’re not afraid, why don’t you draw your sword and kill him?”
Xie Xuanyi fell silent.
His Sword Intent, after ripping apart Prince Jiangning’s robe, was repelled by an invisible force.
At that moment, the incomplete “Rule of Destruction” hovered over the location of the black-robed Great Perfected’s body.
He made no more drastic actions.
The reason was simple.
The Great Perfected before him, although “opening his eyes,” was actually “dreaming.”
The remnant of Master Chong Kan’s Divine Thought had not awakened!
If it had been his previous life, Xie Xuanyi would not have hesitated to draw his sword and destroy with the Great Destruction Dao in an instant…
But now.
Xie Xuanyi was unsure how much the remnant of Master Chong Kan, after drawing on twenty years of Red Dragon Fortune, had grown.
“Xie Zhen…”
In the Great Ruins, Xie Sheng, who had fallen to the ground, was tearful and trembling, “Save me!
Please, save me!”
After the remnant soul of Master Chong Kan appeared, it showed no intention of leaving.
The thoughts left by Prince Jiangning in the Prince’s Heart Lake only appear at life-and-death moments.
And only once.
If the opponent was willing to stop, then Master Chong Kan’s Divine Thought would not appear…
Otherwise, the appearance of Master Chong Kan meant an “unsolvable deadlock.”
The black robe of the Great Perfected enveloped Xie Sheng, but that was not a form of protection.
Xie Sheng felt an unprecedented despair…
More than Xie Zhen, more than Ao Ying, more than the iron cavalry of the Great Yue Kingdom.
The real terror.
Came from the black robe above his head.
What could be more despairing than being targeted by a Taoist Great Perfected, as well as one’s own father?
Thus.
The cooperation between Prince Jiangning’s mansion and the Taoist sect was clear without words.
Xie Sheng could die.
But the Red Dragon Fortune could not be lost.
“Save you?”
Xie Xuanyi was silent for a moment and calmly said, “I don’t possess the ability to save you from Master Chong Kan.
However, I can offer you a journey, a release from this life.”
Xie Sheng was stunned.
Trembling, he looked at the young man before him, the umbrella sword in his hand, the floating Sword Qi, the drifting dragon fire, and finally, his gaze returned to the indifferent eyes of the young man in black…
Xie Sheng himself didn’t know why he asked Xie Zhen for help.
Doesn’t he know that this guy is as cold as stone?
Doesn’t he know that it was Master Chong Kan who targeted him, that it was his father who wanted him dead?
Even if this guy agrees, what ability and what right…
does he have to save him?
Xie Sheng’s breathing gradually stabilized.
His forehead’s Red Dragon Mark emitted an unprecedented red light, unlike every previous resurrection of the mark, which was accompanied by intense pain and frenzy.
But this one time.
He was calm to the extreme, his body no longer trembling.
The black-robed Great Perfected atop his head was also gradually awakening.
The remnant of Chong Kan was about to “wake.”
Xie Sheng then softly chuckled, surrounded by flames that floated like lanterns illuminating the surrounding area brightly, he saw countless “selves” in the flames, and he also saw numerous sword-wielding “Xie Zhens.”
Born into luxury, renowned from a young age.
These past twenty-some smoky years were more thrilling than entire lifetimes of many.
But now, as dreams awaken and shatter, all he sees is darkness.
He suddenly finds no path ahead.
It’s like he has no choice.
Or rather.
It seems he has only one choice.
“I don’t know why, Xie Zhen…”
Xie Sheng looked up at the younger man in black, his gaze filled with calm, devoid of any resentment, “From the moment I met you, I hated you.”
Xie Xuanyi was taken aback for a moment and slightly furrowed his brows.
Was it the meeting at the entrance of Da Sui Sword Palace?
Or during the great contest at the Sword Palace?
He couldn’t remember.
In his life, Xie Sheng was always an unimportant passerby; he never liked to waste his time on unimportant people.
“Maybe it’s because you’re related to Xie Xuanyi…”
“I really, really, really want you dead.”
Xie Sheng managed a smile.
He looked at the young man in black before him, slowly reining in his smile, and with the calmest tone, he voiced the most venomous curse, “Today I can die…
but you, won’t have an easy time either.”
This Princely Heir raised his head and took a deep breath.
“My killer, Xie Zhen!”
Xie Sheng let out a long cry and with his Divine Thought, he sent this sound towards the distant end of the Great Ruins.
The next moment.
Xie Sheng stretched out his palm and slapped heavily towards his forehead.
This slap, with full force, held nothing back, and the erupting Qi instantly shook the dust all around.
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes.
Was this a suicide attempt?