God Emperor - Chapter 1645
Chapter 1645: Amazingly Ugly
The Hundred Flower Fairy Ji Fanxin walked out of the Golden Dragon Carriage and the entire God-Gazing Mountain was in an uproar.
Unfortunately, no one could see her features clearly. They could only watch her backside walk toward the divine gate.
Zhang Ruochen had a wry smile. This Hundred Flower Fairy didn’t pretend to be polite at all. She actually used the Golden Dragon Carriage as her own carriage.
I must find a chance to reclaim the carriage.
Suddenly, he noticed Mu Lingxi’s eyes trained on his face.
He tensed slightly, understanding what was wrong. “It’s a long story. I’ll tell you the reason later.”
Mu Lingxi didn’t continue asking, because she knew that the Golden Dragon Carriage was significant to Zhang Ruochen. It wouldn’t fall in the hands of another cultivator unless he had no other choice.
However, she was curious whether this famous Hundred Flower Fairy was Zhang Ruochen’s friend or foe.
If she was a foe, then she’d definitely stolen the Golden Dragon Carriage from Zhang Ruochen.
If she was a friend, then their relationship…
Just as Mu Lingxi’s thoughts were going crazy, Zhang Ruochen passed a defensive scroll into her hands. “It’ll definitely be dangerous after entering the God-Naming Platform Conference. This is four Heavenly Sword Runes. Each one is as strong as a third step Saint King’s full power attack.”
Seeing his action, Mu Lingxi fluttered her lashes and chuckled. “Are you feeling guilty and giving me the Heavenly Sword Runes to make up for it?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t deny it. “To be honest, I bought these four runes from Ji Fanxin.”
Mu Lingxi was very wise. Hearing Zhang Ruochen’s words, she suddenly thought of something. “Did you buy all the runes to attack the Yin and Yang Palace from her?”
“Most of them,” Zhang Ruochen replied.
Mu Lingxi’s eyes reddened slightly. She’d guessed what had happened.
In order to conquer the Moon Goddess Dojo and take back the heads of his seniors and friends, Zhang Ruochen must have sold the Golden Dragon Carriage to the Hundred Flower Fairy.
Very few dared to help Zhang Ruochen and Guanghan Field. In this exchange, Zhang Ruochen must have been taken advantage of her.
But she didn’t do anything to help with the Moon Goddess Dojo.
“What are you thinking about?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
“N…nothing.”
Mu Lingxi accepted the four Heavenly Sword Runes and gazed toward the gates. She stared at Ji Fanxin, thinking about something.
On the side, Xiang Chunan shook his head and sighed. “Each woman of the Truth Heavenly Domain is uglier than the last. Thankfully, she wore a veil, or else my eyes would probably have gone blind!”
His voice was really loud. Many murderous gazes were shot at him.
Even Ji Fanxin, who was about to walk through the gates, seemed to hear these words, her ears twitching. An intimidating cold aura was released from her body.
Every woman, no matter her cultivation, cared heavily about her features.
The Hundred Flower Fairy had countless pursuers. Some of those who thought they were strong rolled up their sleeves and released saintly might, surrounding Xiang Chunan.
Some who wanted to win over the Hundred Flower Fairy also grew furious and prepared to attack.
“How dare you blaspheme my goddess? You’re looking for death.”
“Who did you say is ugly? Say it again if you dare and I’ll knock all your teeth out!”
…
Xiang Chunan clenched his fists and rolled his wrists. “She’s ugly and I can’t say it?” he said loudly. “She thinks no one can see that she’s extremely ugly just because she’s wearing a veil? That skin, that figure, that aura is less than one-millionth of my junior sister!”
Zhang Ruochen saw that Ji Fanxin had stopped walking. Her slender frame trembled, evidently very angry.
He was afraid that Xiang Chunan would cause trouble and get attacked, so Zhang Ruochen rushed over to stop him from spouting nonsense.
“Brother Zhang, why are you stopping me?” Xiang Chunan asked furiously. “Why can’t I say the truth?”
“Just shut your mouth,” Zhang Ruochen ordered. He put his hands together and explained to everyone, “My brother’s eyes…are different from other people. He didn’t intend to offend the fairy. I’m sorry, I truly am.”
An Angel cultivator with two wings on his back scoffed. “Is an apology useful? He’s clearly provoking her. We must cut out his tongue.”
“Gouge out his eyes!” another cultivator exclaimed.
A young man with goat horns said coldly, “We cannot let this go today. The fairy obviously wouldn’t punish a lowly creature, but I’m willing to do it for her.”
Zhang Ruochen grew unhappy. “Who did you call a lowly creature?”
Xiang Chunan couldn’t stand it anymore. He rushed out, saying, “Brother Zhang, he’s talking about me. Don’t stop me anymore. I’m going to break all of the bones in his body.”
The horned man had a scornful expression. He laughed. “Okay, let’s see who’ll break who—ah…”
Before he could finish, he was sent into the air by Xiang Chunan’s fist. The handsome face twisted in pain.
Xiang Chunan felt wronged. He was speaking the truth but was called a lowly creature, so his actions were very violent. He poured out his anger and pummeled the horned man with his steel fists.
Boom, boom.
The sounds of punches, bones breaking, and cries intermingled.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t stop him. After all, he’d apologized, but they didn’t plan on forgiving Xiang Chunan. In that case, they’d have to pay for it.
“Why offend someone with twisted beauty standards?” Zhang Ruochen sighed.
Moments later, the horned man was bruised and bleeding from Xiang Chunan’s beating. He curled up on the ground, quivering like a small bird.
“A powerful half-step Saint King couldn’t even fight back at the Dark Fool.”
“This Dark Fool’s physical body is very strong. He might be a Taigu Remains.”
The cultivators who’d wanted to punish Xiang Chunan earlier were all terrified now. They grew hesitant, not wanting to follow in the horned man’s path.
What if they were humiliated instead of becoming a hero?
Xiang Chunan’s aura was very strong. Shining with dark gold light, he roared, “What are you looking at? Whoever wants to get beaten, come at me!”
The cultivators all retreated. They were afraid that they’d be Xiang Chunan’s target if they were too close.
Ji Fanxin stared at Xiang Chunan with a thoughtful expression. Then her pretty frame shook and disappeared through the gates.
After she left, the cultivators lost all bravado and slipped into the crowd.
Only the horned man was still curled up on the ground, unable to move. He looked pitiful.
The man’s companion wanted to go help him up, but they were intimidated by Xiang Chunan’s menacing appearance.
Zhang Ruochen walked to Xiang Chunan’s side and sent a message. “Watch your mouth in the future. More importantly, never comment on a woman’s features. No matter how…ugly they are, don’t say it out loud.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.” Xiang Chunan patted his broad chest.
Zhang Ruochen knew that this guy was loud and careless. He agreed now, but he’d probably forget it all later, so Zhang Ruochen just chuckled and nodded.
In the following two hours, more and more cultivators came from all over. Some had invitations and went in directly. Even more stayed on God-Gazing Mountain to await the test.
“I heard that each year has different tests. I wonder what it’ll be this year.”
“Why isn’t it starting yet? If we keep waiting, all the saint fruits and springs on the God-Naming Platform will be taken by the others.”
…
Just as all the cultivators were getting impatient, Zhang Ruochen sensed something, so he looked up into the sky.
Ten balls of white light appeared above them.
At first, the lights were the size of fists. Gradually, they enlarged into ten white clouds. Each cloud had a 100-foot-wide white stone battle platform. They just hovered in the air.
The cultivators at the mountaintop noticed this change too. They all looked up at the platforms while discussing it.
“Are we going to have different rounds of fights?”
“I heard that very, very few cultivators can pass each year’s test. If it’s a fight competition, then probably only the top 3,000 cultivators can qualify.”
There were countless cultivators on the mountain. Even if the Truth Godly Palace could provide 3,000 cultivators, then it would still be intense competition.
Zhang Ruochen grew thoughtful. A competition wasn’t very possible.
There were only ten battle platforms in the sky. With how many people were there, even if every cultivator only went and walked around, then it would take countless days. The God-Naming Platform Conference would be long over.
What method would the Truth Godly Palace use to test the cultivators?
An old man with long whiskers appeared above the ten platforms.
He looked down at everyone. A benevolent smile appeared on his wrinkled face. “I am the spirit of Saint Spirit Book and the host of this test. Now, I will announce the rules of the test.
“The test is six hours long. During these six hours, everyone must enter the platform and defeat a saint projection of the same realm. The winners may enter the God-Naming Platform.”
Xiang Chunan was shocked. “That easy?”
“It’s not easy at all.” Zhang Ruochen shook his head.
“How is it not? Are the projections strong?”
“The entire test is only six hours,” Zhang Ruochen stated. “There are so many cultivators here. It’s hard to reach the platform before others. In other words, more than 90% of cultivators won’t be able to step foot onto it.”
Mu Lingxi nodded. “Indeed. Becoming the first to get onto the platform is much harder than fighting the projection.”
Xiang Chunan finally understood. He glared at the old man. “Damn old thing, you gave us such a hard task. This way, it doesn’t matter how strong you are. If I’m attacked by hundreds of cultivators, I won’t be able to fend them off at all.”
“You still have an advantage if you’re strong,” Mu Lingxi said, chuckling.
Zhang Ruochen smiled. “It’s definitely hard for some to get onto the platform before others. But for us, it’s extremely simple.”
Xiang Chunan grew overjoyed. “Brother Zhang, do you have some top trick?”
