Chapter 1337: Chapter 1337: Eighth Junior Brother
Zhan Yue God Emperor, could it be that she has realized? Does she know that I have received the inheritance of the Death Temple’s master?
Previously, Jing Yan had been pondering how to explain the enmity between him and Zhongli. He wasn’t sure if he should reveal that he had received the Death Temple’s inheritance. Jing Yan couldn’t help but worry; if this Zhan Yue God Emperor had a poor relationship with or even a grudge against the master of the Death Temple, would it negatively impact him as the successor of the Death Temple?
The thought flashed through Jing Yan’s mind like lightning.
Since Zhan Yue God Emperor had already noticed that he received the Death Temple’s inheritance, denying it now would be counterproductive; he might as well admit to it graciously.
"Valley Master, I indeed share a lineage with the Master of Dead Spirit Mountain, Zhongli. However, I only received the Death Temple’s inheritance. Besides, Zhongli was expelled from the Death Temple long ago," Jing Yan said cautiously, choosing his words carefully.
He truly was worried that if Zhan Yue God Emperor held a grudge against the Death Temple’s master, he would be throwing himself into the lion’s den.
Jing Yan had no doubt that if the Zhan Yue God Emperor wanted to kill him, it would be all too easy, perhaps just a flick of her fingers.
Apart from the distorted space surrounding the Zhan Yue God Emperor, there was no potent force being released. However, just standing there gave Jing Yan a deep-rooted feeling of dread within his Divine Soul.
Hearing Jing Yan’s words, the corners of Zhan Yue God Emperor’s beautiful mouth seemed to curve into a slight smile. She clearly saw through Jing Yan’s little ploy. Jing Yan claiming he only received the Death Temple’s inheritance was just his way of saying that he didn’t have a clear master-disciple relationship with the Death Temple’s master, wasn’t it?
Zhan Yue didn’t mind this at all; instead, she found Jing Yan to be quick-thinking, prudent, and composed.
"Tell me, why does Zhongli insist on killing you?" Zhan Yue asked, turning her gaze upon him again.
"Valley Master! This matter begins in my hometown, a low-class world," Jing Yan began, recalling and narrating the series of events.
He roughly recounted the story of how he became enemies with Zhongli’s avatar.
After listening, Zhan Yue nodded slightly.
She pursed her lips and said, "No wonder Zhongli Mountain Master despises you so much. If I’m not mistaken, your hometown is likely a low-class world with perfect Laws. Such low-class worlds are not so easily found among the countless low-class worlds in the Three Thousand Divine Realms. The Zhongli Mountain Master’s avatar must have spent considerable time finding such a low-class world."
"Jing Yan, you not only destroyed his avatar but also disrupted his plans, effectively cutting off a great opportunity for him. His refusal to let you go is understandable." Zhan Yue God Emperor nodded and spoke softly.
At this point, Jing Yan could roughly conclude that Zhan Yue God Emperor had no grudge against the Death Temple’s master. Otherwise, it’s unlikely she would still be speaking to him so amicably.
Still, Jing Yan felt uneasy inside. He didn’t know if Zhan Yue God Emperor would stand against Zhongli to protect him.
"Zhongli’s methods are quite ruthless. To achieve his own cultivation, he showed no mercy and utterly destroyed a low-class world," Zhan Yue God Emperor shook her head, feeling Zhongli’s actions were too cruel.
However, she didn’t express any anger over it.
A low-class world doesn’t mean much. In the God Realm’s Three Thousand Divine Realms, how many low-class worlds are there? Even a low-level Divine Domain like Luli Divine Domain connects to billions of low-class worlds. For the high-level Divine Domains, the number of connected low-class worlds is simply beyond count.
In the God Realm, low-class worlds are constantly being destroyed and disappearing, with new ones being born all the time.
Thus, although Zhan Yue God Emperor found Zhongli’s methods excessively cruel, she did not criticize further.
"Jing Yan, I now know why you changed your name to Yan Jin to participate in the Immortal Bridge Meeting," Zhan Yue God Emperor, with her beautiful eyes, gazed at the lowered head of Jing Yan and continued to speak, "I won’t pursue it. Let me ask you, are you willing to become my disciple?"
"I’m willing, Master!" Jing Yan hurriedly expressed his gratitude and joyfully bowed.
Zhan Yue God Emperor smiled and nodded, and then said, "However, I can’t resolve the grievances between you and Zhongli Mountain Master. Zhongli Mountain Master is not an ordinary God Lord; his strength isn’t beneath your senior brother Shan Hai."
Jing Yan’s breath suddenly caught.
Zhongli Mountain Master’s strength was so formidable? Was he actually of Super First-class God Lord strength?
For nearly a millennium before participating in the Immortal Bridge Meeting, Jing Yan hadn’t looked into any information about the Master of Dead Spirit Mountain. He was afraid that if he carelessly investigated, it would draw Dead Spirit Mountain’s attention, thereby exposing himself. Even if he was careful, there was a chance of exposure.
So, beforehand, Jing Yan wasn’t aware of Zhongli, the true strength of the Master of Dead Spirit Mountain.
"However, I will step in to negotiate with Zhongli Mountain Master."
"Jing Yan, I might be able to secure ten thousand years of time for you. Within these ten thousand years, I’ll ensure that Zhongli Mountain Master doesn’t take action against you. But after ten thousand years, you’ll be on your own," Zhan Yue God Emperor’s tone became serious.
"Ten thousand years..." Jing Yan silently pondered this number.
For a Main God, ten thousand years isn’t long. Not to mention Main Gods, even for ordinary True Gods, ten thousand years will pass quickly.
However, Jing Yan saw it as enough time. As long as he could reach the level of a God Lord, his combat power might not be sufficient to defeat Dead Spirit Mountain’s Zhongli, but at least he wouldn’t be entirely powerless to resist him.
"Thank you, Master!" Jing Yan hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
...
In Star Moon Valley, atop the grand arena.
"Sixth Senior Brother, are you saying Yan Jin ascended the twentieth Immortal Bridge?" Yi Hongchen, with a pretty face, showed disbelief as her small mouth opened in astonishment.
"Is this even fake? Everyone here witnessed it firsthand," Kuai Rong pointed to the many Martial Artists around them.
"This... this..." Yi Hongchen could hardly believe that the young Martial Artist named Yan Jin could actually reach the summit of the Immortal Bridge.
Yi Hongchen had also climbed the Immortal Bridge once, but her journey only took her to the eighteenth bridge. She had been unable to ascend the nineteenth Immortal Bridge, let alone the final one.
Yi Hongchen had always been confident in her Martial Arts talent. Of course, without a strong Martial Arts talent, she wouldn’t have become Zhan Yue God Emperor’s direct disciple.
Yet when she heard about Jing Yan reaching the summit of the Immortal Bridge, a storm of astonishment surged in her heart. She couldn’t fathom just how high Jing Yan’s Martial Arts talent must be!
No wonder, no wonder Master values Yan Jin so much, even deciding to present him with a Flying Sky Talisman, even if he doesn’t become her disciple. This treatment isn’t granted to most of the direct disciples.
At this moment, Shan Hai, Yi Hongchen, and the other direct disciples all simultaneously sensed a profound ripple of Divine Thought emanating from their master, Zhan Yue God Emperor’s Divine Thought.
"Yan Jin? Jing Yan? His real name is Jing Yan?"
"Hahaha... Jing Yan has become our eighth junior brother!"