Chapter 227
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Chapter 227: Battle at the Purple Palace
“Cao Chengping!”
In the Star Observation Pavilion of the Qianjing Grand Celestial Guardian’s residences, a middle-aged cultivator with an arrogant demeanor sat in the main seat, furiously shouting at Cao Chengping, “Are you tired of living?!”
The Grand Celestial Guardian, or rather the former Grand Celestial Guardian, Cao Chengping, wore a grim expression as he allowed the other man’s spittle to land on his face, not daring to dodge in the slightest.
He didn’t even dare to argue back.
The Grand Celestial Guardian’s residences had just received a hawk message from South Shao County: the celestial guardian of South Shao, Wang Chen, a disciple of the Yunyang Sect from Sunset Peak, had defeated the one hundred thousand troops of the Maitreya Sect and then departed on a flying boat, vanishing without a trace.
As for the Guiyuan Sect disciples who had come to replace Wang Chen, they seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
What was certain was that before Wang Chen left the city to confront the Maitreya army, a fierce battle had erupted within the Celestial Guardians’ residences, resulting in the destruction of the Star Observation Pavilion.
“Their soul tokens have all shattered.”
The middle-aged cultivator glared coldly at Cao Chengping, “Five of my Guiyuan Sect disciples were killed by that so-called Qi Training seventh level, background-less individual. Cao, do you have any explanation for this?”
Although the middle-aged cultivator couldn’t confirm whether all the disciples sent to South Shao had indeed been harmed by Wang Chen, it didn’t stop him from placing the blame squarely on Cao Chengping.
After all, the latter had provided false information!
“Brother Zhang…”
Cao Chengping replied through clenched teeth, “I will personally go and capture Wang Chen, then hand him over to you for punishment!”
In terms of cultivation level, qualifications, and experience, he far surpassed the Guiyuan Sect disciple before him.
However, with the Yunyang Sect now gone and Da Qian under new leadership, Cao Chengping, for the sake of his own survival, had switched allegiances and become a traitor.
His status had plummeted, and he had no choice but to endure such verbal abuse.
He knew all too well that if he failed to satisfy the other man, his future would be even more difficult.
Wang Chen, oh Wang Chen, why couldn’t you just obediently be a dog?
Or quietly die instead?
Though Cao Chengping had no memory of Wang Chen, it didn’t stop him from harboring a deep hatred for him.
“What are you still standing here for?”
The middle-aged cultivator roared, “Go and capture him!”
“Yes.”
Cao Chengping turned and left.
In the past, he would delegate the hard work to others; now, the roles were completely reversed.
At his age, he still had to fight tooth and nail.
Such is fate!
As he stepped out of the Star Observation Pavilion, he heard the other man say, “Consider this your chance to redeem yourself. If you mess this up again, you know the consequences!”
Cao Chengping couldn’t help but shudder, clenching his fists tightly.
Wang Chen!
At this moment, Wang Chen was unaware that he had attracted the attention of a Purple Palace master.
He was riding a large blue donkey along the mountain roads between the towering peaks, heading north.
Wang Chen chose not to use the Willow Leaf Flying Boat because using flying artifacts in the Mortal Realm was quite taxing.
The spiritual energy stored in the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil was precious, and as the saying goes, good steel should be used at the cutting edge; it would be a tremendous waste to use it for everyday consumption, so he certainly wouldn’t do such a foolish thing.
The large blue donkey beneath him had eaten ten Spirit Peaches, and had long since developed some spirit, showing signs of becoming a mystical creature. It was not only intelligent but also possessed a strong physique, carrying Wang Chen swiftly along the rugged mountain paths.
It was worth the effort he had made to bring it out with his spirit beast bag.
Sitting on the donkey’s back, Wang Chen practiced the Five Element Technique to restore his dantian’s power, while also contemplating his future path.
His current status was quite awkward; he no longer belonged to a sect and didn’t fit in with ordinary loose cultivators either.
He couldn’t return to the Yunyang Sect, and to cultivate peacefully, he either had to find a place to dig a cave in the outer territories or join a loose cultivator town.
Both options had their pros and cons, and he would have to try them out to see which was better.
Having spent so many years in the Yunyang Sect, Wang Chen had no experience as a loose cultivator; he could only take it step by step!
“Giddy up!”
He made up his mind, reached out, and patted the donkey’s neck, urging this soon-to-be mystical creature to speed up.
The large blue donkey shook its head and ran faster.
The next morning, Wang Chen left South Shao County and entered Guangan County once more.
He chose a spot to stop, first feeding the donkey food and water, then starting a campfire.
He boiled fresh water in a pot, adding spiritual rice and jerky; a pot of meat porridge would be Wang Chen’s lunch for the day.
Just as the porridge was nearing completion, Wang Chen suddenly felt a warning sign!
Without a moment’s hesitation, he activated the Shortening the Earth spell, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.
In the next moment, a dragon claw, covered in scales, slammed down heavily, burying the burning campfire along with the entire pot of hot porridge into the ground.
Boom!
The earth shook violently, startling countless birds in the surrounding woods.
And where Wang Chen had just been standing, a deep pit had suddenly formed!
The Cloud Dragon Suppressing Demons Palm!
Wang Chen, now dozens of steps away, had a grave expression on his face.
The Cloud Dragon Suppressing Demons Palm was a unique skill of the Yunyang Sect, said to have originated from the Nine Transformations of Yunlong. It was a palm technique practiced at the Purple Palace level and possessed immense power!
Wang Chen had heard of its reputation for a long time, but he had finally witnessed it for himself.
The problem was, only the elders of the Yunyang Sect could practice the Cloud Dragon Suppressing Demons Palm.
This meant that the one who ambushed him was, in fact, a Purple Palace master!
“Wang Chen!”
A voice filled with authority echoed in Wang Chen’s ears, “You have committed a grave mistake. It is not too late to repent now; why don’t you quickly surrender?”
“Cao Chengping?”
Wang Chen couldn’t help but laugh, “May I ask if you are speaking to me now as an elder of Yunyang or a dog of the Guiyuan Sect?”
He truly did not expect this soon-to-be former Purple Palace master to come after him so swiftly!
To be honest, Wang Chen found it hard to understand; Cao Chengping had only a few years left to live and could have left Da Qian to return to the world of cultivation, easily finding a place to spend his last days in peace while preserving his dignity and reputation.
Yet, he chose to kneel in submission and become a traitor.
As if being a traitor wasn’t enough, he still acted all high and mighty as an elder!
Wang Chen had never seen someone so thick-skinned!
His mockery made Cao Chengping, hovering in the air, explode with rage. His wrinkled old face turned crimson: “You insolent brat, you shall be punished!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, summoning bolts of lightning that instantly appeared out of nowhere and slammed into the forest where Wang Chen was hiding.
Five Suns Thunder!
The same spell, wielded by this seasoned Purple Palace master, was truly terrifying.
Crack!
A large tree was struck by lightning and split in two.
Wang Chen found himself within the range of the Five Suns Thunder’s attack.
His situation had suddenly become extremely dangerous!
