Chapter 1979: Living Under a Rock
They thought their patriarch could completely subdue Zhang Ruochen, but they did not expect Zhang Ruochen to be so terribly powerful.
The Mu Clan disciples who had mocked and tried to humiliate Zhang Ruochen were all swallowing hard. Fear filled their eyes as they looked at Zhang Ruochen.
They had just verbally insulted an apex Saint King, without knowing what the shot was.
Zhang Ruochen took a step forward and stared at Mu Xinghe. “You must have been in isolation for too long and unaware of what’s been happening in the outside world. Do you think you can be invincible with just a Greater Precept World cultivation base?”
“How long have you been practicing, and how could you become so powerful?” Mu Xinghe was in disbelief.
Zhang Ruochen chuckled. “Powerful? My cultivation base is actually lower than yours, far from reaching the pinnacle of the Greater Precept World.”
Mu Xinghe’s expression changed again. He kept shaking his head. “Impossible. Your aura is so powerful. How can you not even be at the pinnacle of the Greater Precept World? Even the aura of a Precept Domain cultivator could not be compared to yours.”
At that moment, a figure lunged into the hall in a flash, stinking of alcohol. It was none other than Drunkard.
Drunkard randomly found a spot and sat down. Looking at Mu Xinghe as if he was an idiot, he sneered, “Old man, you are living under a rock. Do you know that Zhang Ruochen has survived several battles between the Celestial Court and the Infernal Court during his time in the Kunlun Realm? Countless Precept Domain, Heaven’s Reach, and Path’s Anterior fighters have died in his hands.
“Just half a month ago, Zhang Ruochen single-handedly brought down the Deathkin’s massive base on Xianji Mountain in the Northern Region. He annihilated 200,000 Deathkin troops along with several Shenzis and Ladies.
“Additionally, over a month ago, he wiped out hundreds of thousands of Immortal Vampires in Lord Ming’s Sword Vault Palace in the Central Region, also taking down several Immortal Vampire Shenzis.
“Much earlier, Zhang Ruochen took over the Seal of Flames from the Chen Clan patriarch, becoming the King of Eastern Region and defeating Mr. Godcliff, the array master.
“You must be kidding me if you’re thinking about using your strengths of a Greater Precept World to intimidate others…”
Before Drunkard’s voice trailed off, Gu Songzi had also entered the hall, his eyes sweeping over all the Mu Clan members with contempt. “Who says Zhang Ruochen is not worthy of Lingxi? Don’t forget that we, the Demonic Sect of the Moon, worship Youshen. Meanwhile, Zhang Ruochen is Yueshen’s Divine Envoy of the highest honor.
“Even if I leave this out, Zhang Ruochen is still the King of the Kunlun Realm’s Eastern Region. With such an identity, I don’t see why he is not worthy of Lingxi.
“I am totally struck dumb by you people, who only know how to stay like hermits at Lake Phoenix and are totally ignorant of what is happening outside. Do you really think the Mu Clan is powerful now? Tell you what, one random cultivator from the Celestial Court or the Infernal Court could wipe out the entire Mu Clan.”
Mu Xinghe could not find the words to respond. He was speechless as what he heard shocked him.
Not only him, but the other members of the Mu Clan were also shocked beyond belief.
What a glorious and terrifying feat to wipe out hundreds of thousands of Immortal Vampires and Deathkin—it was all done by one person? It was just unthinkable to most people.
Not forgetting that array master, whom they had never met but could imagine was an extremely powerful being. He had to be almost unbeatable below the Supreme Saint realm.
Yet, Zhang Ruochen could still defeat such a powerful being.
Reminiscent of what Drunkard said, the Immortal Vampire Shenzis and Ladies who died in Zhang Ruochen’s hands must have also been powerful beyond belief.
Zhang Ruochen did not give a hoot about the Mu Clan’s reaction. He slowly turned around and looked at Mu Lingxi with a smile. “I have prepared two gifts and almost forgot to give them to you.”
“What gifts?” There was a hint of anticipation in Mu Lingxi’s eyes.
Zhang Ruochen smiled as he walked out of the hall.
Mu Lingxi followed.
Immediately after, the Mu Clan members in the hall followed her and walked out of the hall one after another. They also wanted to see what precious gifts Zhang Ruochen had brought.
Outside the hall, Zhang Ruochen waved his hand, and two gifts appeared in front of everyone.
The first gift was a phoenix that was several dozen yards tall. Its body emitted a magnificent brilliance. Plus, the aura it exuded was extremely powerful, no weaker than that of Precept Domain cultivators.
The second gift was a stone ball with a diameter of 100 yards. It was perfectly round and suspended in the air, but it was so heavy that it could almost cause the collapse of an entire dimension.
Most importantly, the stone ball gave off an extremely terrifying aura, and depressive energy pervaded every inch of the air. The weaker Mu Clan members dropped to their knees involuntarily as if they were facing an almighty god.
“How come it’s a phoenix? Does the Kunlun Realm still have phoenixes?”
“What stone ball is that? Why is it so horrible?”
“I can’t take it anymore. I feel like my Saint Soul is about to break apart.”
Everyone in the Mu Clan was horrified. Those who did not kneel to the ground were struggling to hold themselves up.
“It is a one-hundred-thousand-year-old ancient zoomorphic sacred herb. It’s so fearsome that once released, I am afraid that it can even tear me into pieces easily.” Mu Xinghe was gasping with fear filling his eyes.
Even the one-hundred-thousand-year-old sacred herb was much more powerful than him. It was really depressing.
When Lake Phoenix first awakened, several hundred-thousand-year-old ancient sacred herbs had been born, but they had not been aggressive. The ancient zoomorphic sacred herb that Zhang Ruochen took out was completely different.
The effect of refining this zoomorphic ancient sacred herb had to be much stronger than that of ordinary hundred-thousand-year-old ancient sacred herbs.
If he could get his hand on the herb and refine it, he might reach the Precept Domain.
Zhang Ruochen had gotten this one-hundred-thousand-year-old, phoenix-shaped sacred herb from the Warsoul Star in Luoshui. It was closely related to the crucified Celestial Gator.
Due to its shape that resembled a phoenix, Zhang Ruochen purposely kept it and gave it to Mu Lingxi.
His thinking was that Mu Lingxi, who had awakened the Frost Phoenix bloodline, would surely benefit from refining this ancient sacred herb.
“Is this a Divine Planet? Good Lord, you’ve even gotten this baby?” Drunkard was extremely surprised.
“What? A Divine Planet?”
The expressions of all the people on the scene changed drastically. Even Mu Lingxi was no exception. They did not expect this unassuming stone ball to be a legendary Divine Planet.
Zhang Ruochen snatched the Divine Planet from Wang Xu. It originally contained a faint trace of the Stellar Soul of God, but he had asked Yueshen to refine it. Now anyone could control it.
Everyone knew how precious the Divine Planet was. It was a star manifested in the universe after a living being transformed into a god through self-cultivation. It could illuminate the heavens and the earth. However, once the god fell, the Divine Planet would dim, and it would be difficult to find it again in the vast universe.
It could be said that the two treasures taken out by Zhang Ruochen were the rarest of the rare.
Zhang Ruochen reached to brush aside the hair on Mu Lingxi’s forehead, his smile gentle. “Keep them, Lingxi. I know you lack nothing, but I want to let you know how much you mean to me.”
Mu Lingxi nodded slightly, tiptoed, and gave Zhang Ruochen a peck on his cheek with a sweet smile spreading across her face.
With a wave of her hand, Mu Lingxi tucked the ancient zoomorphic sacred herb and the Divine Planet away.
She could not care less if a gift was precious. As long as it was given by Zhang Ruochen, she would happily accept it.
Without the suppressive energy of the ancient zoomorphic sacred herb and the Divine Planet, the Mu Clan members could breathe a sigh of relief. Those who fell on their knees could stand up again.
Those who did not kneel were sweating like pigs, their clothes drenched in sweat. It was as if they had just come out of the water.
“Take me to the Saints of the Guanghan Realm, Lingxi,” Zhang Ruochen whispered as he held Mu Lingxi’s hand.
“Sure. I believe Buji and the others will be very happy to see you.” Mu Lingxi smiled.
The two immediately left the Mu manor.
Drunkard and Gu Songzi glanced at Mu Xinghe as well as the others, shaking their heads before quickly catching up with Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi.
At that moment, Yun Zheng was stunned. At first, he had thought of showing Zhang Ruochen who the boss was. He did not expect things to end up this way.
It reminded him of the incident a few years ago. Despite knowing the tremendous danger on Peakless Mountain, Zhang Ruochen still pushed ahead to go there without hesitation. His confidence had impressed countless followers of the sect.
At that time, if the empress had not achieved divinity and returned in time, Zhang Ruochen would have killed Wutong Qiuyu, and there would have been massive bloodshed in the sect.
After a few years, Zhang Ruochen was still as strong-handed as ever. Even if their Mu Clan patriarch returned, he would still have to look up to Zhang Ruochen.
For a while, Yun Zheng could not help feeling a little bitter. Why did he mess with Zhang Ruochen again and again?
If he were not Mu Lingxi’s father, Zhang Ruochen would have probably killed him as if he was an ant.
“I’m going away for a while. You must hold down the fort and not mess with Zhang Ruochen again.” Mu Xinghe looked up at the sky helplessly.
“Where are you going, Patriarch?” asked Mu Qingtian quickly.
“I’m going to see what has become of the Kunlun Realm. Feng Zuisheng is right. I am living under a rock. Without going to the outside world, maybe I can never reach the Precept Domain.”
Before others could say anything, Mu Xinghe rose into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the patriarch had left, the Mu Clan members looked at each other. They were completely embarrassed this time. If they met Zhang Ruochen again in the future, they might have to take a detour.
“Don’t worry, as long as Zhang Ruochen likes Lingxi, he won’t do anything to us. But we definitely should not mess with him again from now on,” said Mu Qingtian with a serious look.
As good-tempered as Zhang Ruochen was, he would make mincemeat of anyone who dared to mess with him.