Chapter 1645 - Amazingly Ugly
God Emperor
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 didnât 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 Lingxiâs eyes trained on his face.
He tensed slightly, understanding what was wrong. âItâs a long story. Iâll tell you the reason later.â
Mu Lingxi didnât continue asking, because she knew that the Golden Dragon Carriage was significant to Zhang Ruochen. It wouldnât 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 Ruochenâs friend or foe.
If she was a foe, then sheâd definitely stolen the Golden Dragon Carriage from Zhang Ruochen.
If she was a friend, then their relationship...
Just as Mu Lingxiâs thoughts were going crazy, Zhang Ruochen passed a defensive scroll into her hands. âItâll 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 Kingâs full power attack.â
Seeing his action, Mu Lingxi fluttered her lashes and chuckled. âAre you feeling guilty and giving me the Heavenly Sword Runes to make up for it?â
Zhang Ruochen didnât deny it. âTo be honest, I bought these four runes from Ji Fanxin.â
Mu Lingxi was very wise. Hearing Zhang Ruochenâs words, she suddenly thought of something. âDid you buy all the runes to attack the Yin and Yang Palace from her?â
âMost of them,â Zhang Ruochen replied.
Mu Lingxiâs eyes reddened slightly. Sheâd 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 didnât do anything to help with the Moon Goddess Dojo.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Zhang Ruochen asked.
âN...nothing.â
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. âEach 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!â
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.
âHow dare you blaspheme my goddess? Youâre looking for death.â
âWho did you say is ugly? Say it again if you dare and Iâll knock all your teeth out!â
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Xiang Chunan clenched his fists and rolled his wrists. âSheâs ugly and I canât say it?â he said loudly. âShe thinks no one can see that sheâs extremely ugly just because sheâs wearing a veil? That skin, that figure, that aura is less than one-millionth of my junior sister!â
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.
âBrother Zhang, why are you stopping me?â Xiang Chunan asked furiously. âWhy canât I say the truth?â
âJust shut your mouth,â Zhang Ruochen ordered. He put his hands together and explained to everyone, âMy brotherâs eyes...are different from other people. He didnât intend to offend the fairy. Iâm sorry, I truly am.â
An Angel cultivator with two wings on his back scoffed. âIs an apology useful? Heâs clearly provoking her. We must cut out his tongue.â
âGouge out his eyes!â another cultivator exclaimed.
A young man with goat horns said coldly, âWe cannot let this go today. The fairy obviously wouldnât punish a lowly creature, but Iâm willing to do it for her.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zhang Ruochen grew unhappy. âWho did you call a lowly creature?â
Xiang Chunan couldnât stand it anymore. He rushed out, saying, âBrother Zhang, heâs talking about me. Donât stop me anymore. Iâm going to break all of the bones in his body.â
The horned man had a scornful expression. He laughed. âOkay, letâs see whoâll break whoâah...â
Before he could finish, he was sent into the air by Xiang Chunanâs 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 didnât stop him. After all, heâd apologized, but they didnât plan on forgiving Xiang Chunan. In that case, theyâd have to pay for it.
âWhy offend someone with twisted beauty standards?â Zhang Ruochen sighed.
Moments later, the horned man was bruised and bleeding from Xiang Chunanâs beating. He curled up on the ground, quivering like a small bird.
âA powerful half-step Saint King couldnât even fight back at the Dark Fool.â
âThis Dark Foolâs physical body is very strong. He might be a Taigu Remains.â
The cultivators whoâd wanted to punish Xiang Chunan earlier were all terrified now. They grew hesitant, not wanting to follow in the horned manâs path.
What if they were humiliated instead of becoming a hero?
Xiang Chunanâs aura was very strong. Shining with dark gold light, he roared, âWhat are you looking at? Whoever wants to get beaten, come at me!â
The cultivators all retreated. They were afraid that theyâd be Xiang Chunanâs 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 manâs companion wanted to go help him up, but they were intimidated by Xiang Chunanâs menacing appearance.
Zhang Ruochen walked to Xiang Chunanâs side and sent a message. âWatch your mouth in the future. More importantly, never comment on a womanâs features. No matter how...ugly they are, donât say it out loud.â
âOkay, Iâll listen to you.â Xiang Chunan patted his broad chest.
Zhang Ruochen knew that this guy was loud and careless. He agreed now, but heâd 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.
âI heard that each year has different tests. I wonder what itâll be this year.â
âWhy isnât it starting yet? If we keep waiting, all the saint fruits and springs on the God-Naming Platform will be taken by the others.â
...
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.
âAre we going to have different rounds of fights?â
âI heard that very, very few cultivators can pass each yearâs test. If itâs a fight competition, then probably only the top 3,000 cultivators can qualify.â
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 wasnât 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. âI am the spirit of Saint Spirit Book and the host of this test. Now, I will announce the rules of the test.
âThe 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.â
Xiang Chunan was shocked. âThat easy?â
âItâs not easy at all.â Zhang Ruochen shook his head.
âHow is it not? Are the projections strong?â
âThe entire test is only six hours,â Zhang Ruochen stated. âThere are so many cultivators here. Itâs hard to reach the platform before others. In other words, more than 90% of cultivators wonât be able to step foot onto it.â
Mu Lingxi nodded. âIndeed. Becoming the first to get onto the platform is much harder than fighting the projection.â
Xiang Chunan finally understood. He glared at the old man. âDamn old thing, you gave us such a hard task. This way, it doesnât matter how strong you are. If Iâm attacked by hundreds of cultivators, I wonât be able to fend them off at all.â
âYou still have an advantage if youâre strong,â Mu Lingxi said, chuckling.
Zhang Ruochen smiled. âItâs definitely hard for some to get onto the platform before others. But for us, itâs extremely simple.â
Xiang Chunan grew overjoyed. âBrother Zhang, do you have some top trick?â