God Emperor

Four Blood Saints had died in an instant. Their Blood Qi flowed into a ball of black light, making web-like blood vessels appear on the white finger bone. It became even more terrifying.

Could it absorb Blood Qi?

All this time, only Immortal Vampires could suck a living being’s blood to turn it into its own power. Now, a bone had appeared that could absorb their blood. How could the Blood Saints not be terrified?

Saints like Zhu Qingyi and Blood Saint Miefeng were also running for their lives with all their might.

Martial Saint Canglan had a pair of True Phoenix Saintly Eyes. She could clearly see the finger within the ball of black light. But even with her vast knowledge, she still found it unbelievable.

“Is that the finger of a Supreme Saint?” she asked.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head. “Even a god will be returned to ashes after death. It wouldn’t have such frightening power, unless…”

“Unless what?” Martial Saint Canglan asked.

Qing Mo and the six Saintesses also perked their ears up. They really wanted to know what this ball of black light that had rushed out of the temple was.

“Unless that powerful figure hasn’t died completely,” Zhang Ruochen said. “There might be a saintly soul or intent living inside the bone.”

“Then is it a Supreme Saint or god’s finger?” Qing Mo asked.

“Don’t know, but it’s definitely a very powerful figure.” Zhang Ruochen thought carefully. “It must be the finger of an ancient Supreme Saint. It’s not easy to create a god.”

“What if it’s a god’s finger?” Qing Mo asked.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath. “If the bone contains a divine soul or intent, then this will be a great disaster to the northern region and the entire Kunlun’s Field.”

There were menacing black shadows all around the pavilion. They trapped Zhang Ruochen and the others inside. They couldn’t get out.

Martial Saint Canglan and the six Saintesses sat cross-legged on the ground, continuing to heal. They could only increase their chances of survival by healing completely and becoming stronger.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t do nothing either. He did all he could to absorb the knowledge and Spiritual Power in the sharira. He desperately hoped to reach a higher level in Spiritual Power.

After spending two days, Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power improved greatly and reached level 53.

In that instant, his senses and abilities improved greatly. His surroundings would appear in his mind clearly, even with his eyes closed. But both the mountain and the pavilion were very strange. Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power had reached level 53, but he still couldn’t see some places clearly.

It was especially so for the pavilion. The deeper he went, the blurrier it became. His Spiritual Power couldn’t force through at all.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t continue investigating the pavilion. He opened his eyes, smiling.

“Lord, did you have a breakthrough in Spiritual Power again?” Qing Mo asked happily.

Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood. “I reached a new level.”

Level 53 was a height that countless Spiritual Power cultivators could only look up to. Even the Siming Goddess of the Earth God Temple and Immortal Goddess of the Immortal Pavilion were only at this level.

Of course, Spiritual Power Saints at level 53 had great differences too. The Siming Goddess and Immortal Goddess were both at the peak of level 53. They could reach level 54 at any moment.

Zhang Ruochen had just reached level 53. He was in the beginning stages and still had to continue working hard.

Martial Saint Canglan wore armor of phoenix flames. Her long hair was red like fiery rain. Her figure was tall and beautiful. She walked in from the outside.

The six Saintesses had recovered from their injuries. They were all spirited and had elegant auras. They followed behind Martial Saint Canglan like six beautiful fairies.

“Those black shadows and the finger inside the ball of black light flew deep within Xianji Mountain,” Martial Saint Canglan said. “We can leave here now. Shall we go together?”

Zhang Ruochen looked up. The deathly Qi in the air had indeed disappeared fully. He shook his head softly. “No! You have your own business for entering Xianji Mountain. I also have my own matters. Let us separate now.”

Saintess Liuli gathered her courage and said to him, “The Blood Saints haven’t all died. They’ll definitely go against you. If you come with us, we can take care of each other.”

Zhang Ruochen smiled. “I have ways to save myself. They can’t kill me.”

Martial Saint Canglan wasn’t a simple figure. Zhang Ruochen was worried that she would see through him after interacting too much.

If Martial Saint Canglan found out his true identity, she would definitely try capturing him because of her personality of holding grudges.

Saintless Liuli’s pretty face grew disappointed. “You saved us, but we don’t even know your name. How can we thank you in the future?”

“If it’s fate, then there’ll be a chance to meet again,” Zhang Ruochen said, smiling.

Saintess Liuli knew that Zhang Ruochen was patronizing her and felt disappointed. She didn’t know the other’s name or even what he really looked like. Even if he walked past her in the future, she might not be able to recognize him.

The world was huge. How could they meet again after separating today?

Saintess Liuli took out a seven-colored jade hairpin. She walked toward Zhang Ruochen and shyly gave him the hairpin. “There is no way I could repay your kindness for saving me. This hairpin is nothing valuable, but I hope you can accept it.”

Zhang Ruochen naturally understood that a woman gifting a man a hairpin carried a significant meaning. He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Saintess Liuli feared that Zhang Ruochen would reject her, so she placed the hairpin in his hand and immediately turned around. She rushed out of the pavilion as fast as possible and disappeared.

Then Martial Saint Canglan and the five Saitnesses bid farewell to Zhang Ruochen. They left the pavilion.

Zhang Ruochen grasped the hairpin. He could smell the faint fragrance. A wry smile emerged on his face.

“It’s such an enviable thing for a beautiful Saint to confess to you. Why are you smiling so uncomfortably? Are you afraid of the Princess knowing?” Qing Mo smiled playfully.

“Nonsense.” Zhang Ruochen put the hairpin away. Eyes serious, he said, “Two people not fated for each other will only create bad fate if they develop feelings. What is there to be envious of?”

Qing Mo put her smile away. “Where are we going now? Should we leave Xianji Mountain? It’s too dangerous. If that finger flies out again, we won’t be able to escape.”

“We haven’t found Gu Songzi yet. How can we leave?” Zhang Ruochen looked deep within the pavilion. Squinting, his expression grew suspicious. “The saintly light within the pavilion can block the black shadows and deathly Qi. Is there something within the pavilion that can repress the finger?”

“Right!” Qing Mo’s eyes grew extremely bright. She nodded firmly, thinking that Zhang Ruochen was too smart. He could always think of things others couldn’t.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo went deep into the pavilion. A while later, they ran into a formation barrier. They couldn’t break through at all.

Qing Mo couldn’t break it apart even with the Wuliang Divine Fire and silver kitchen knife.

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin with a finger and shook his head. “What a powerful formation. Perhaps, I can only break it apart with the Jingmie Divine Fire or spatial crack after reconnecting my meridians.”

Right now, Zhang Ruochen’s Spiritual Power could only distort space. He couldn’t break apart space at all, so he was powerless against this formation.

He and Qing Mo left the pavilion to search for Gu Songzi.

As soon as they descended the mountain, Zhang Ruochen discovered many bursts of Holy Qi with his Spiritual Power. Many cultivators had already entered Xianji Mountain.

By looking at their dress and eavesdropping on conversations, Zhang Ruochen figured out their statuses.

Some were from the Martial Market Bank, some from the Black Market, and some from the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect. Some of the top northern sects were also involved.

“Xianji Mountain has suddenly become so busy. Are they all here for the formula of the Hua Divine Pill? Or is it because the finger caused such a large commotion that it attracted them all here?”

A while later, this news spread throughout the mountain:

The Immortal Vampires found Gu Songzi’s place of hiding and tried to break in. However, they were attacked by a golden cobra. They all retreated and some Blood Saints died.

This news caused a huge storm when it spread.

“How do they know that’s where Gu Songzi is hiding? They might’ve purposely said the territory of a golden cobra is Gu Songzi’s hiding spot to lure humans into a suicide mission.”

Others refuted this guess. “Gu Songzi once tamed a golden cobra. Since it appeared, then Gu Songzi’s hiding spot must be nearby.”

Soon after, the cultivators of the various forces went toward the forest where the cobra appeared. They wanted to be the first to find Gu Songzi.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo collected their auras and took half a day to sneak to the outside of the forest.

Here, Zhang Ruochen found some traces of a battle left behind by Saints.

Qing Mo followed behind Zhang Ruochen. She walked slowly as if frightened. “Lord,” she whispered, “that golden cobra forced the Immortal Vampires back. It must be a powerful savage beast. What if we can’t defeat it?”

“We’re here to find Gu Songzi, not to fight with the cobra,” Zhang Ruochen said, chuckling. “Plus, he’s friends with the Crazy Alcoholic. If he sees the item, he shouldn’t view us as enemies.”