Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate-Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Chapter 478: Concept (Please Subscribe) Chapter 505: Chapter 478: Concept (Please Subscribe) Huishen Slope is located 350 li east of Luojing City, and as the name suggests, it’s the meeting place of gods.

It is said that when gods meet, they do not enter the Divine Palace or Luojing City.

Therefore, a grand and magnificent palace, “Shenlin Palace,” was constructed on a vast expanse of land here, and it is said that the court injects a huge sum of money into its maintenance each year in case of need.

But now, all the bigwigs in Shenlin Palace, along with those from the Divine Affairs Office responsible for its upkeep, have been caught by Lin Xi and thrown into the divine prison to serve time.

Lin Xi was not intentionally targeting them, but after she took office as Deputy Commander of the Divine Supervision Bureau, she began a serious investigation into corruption, and incidentally swept these individuals up with it.

These fellows had gone too far, daring to bill 3,000 liang of Magic Silver for a simple teatable switch and needing 1,000 liang of Magic Silver for a window replacement.

Moreover, according to their ledgers, Lin Xi couldn’t turn a blind eye to the extravagance of Shenlin Palace’s furnishings from the inside out.

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Since seven years ago, the court began to levy an extra 100 wen “palace maintenance fee” annually from the common folk, claiming it would be for just one year due to genuine fiscal constraints, yet the levy has never been lifted.

To someone like Lin Rui, this 100 wen is a mere drop in the bucket, but for the common people of Great Song, it represents a considerable burden—enough to cover ten or twenty days’ worth of meals.

However, the money extorted from the common people was squandered by those in Shenlin Palace and the Divine Affairs Office, lining their own pockets, and the ‘gods’ they worshipped never benefited from it.

Luo Wangshu’s Eight Dragon Chariot finally stopped in front of Shenlin Palace, which not only boasted a one hundred mu plaza of white marble but also a corresponding grand hostel.

This hostel is where they would receive the several Divine Envoys.

As Lin Rui stepped down from the chariot alongside Luo Wangshu, to his surprise, he found that the eleventh and twelfth Divine Envoy candidates, Shentu Rong, and Situ Xiu, were also present.

Due to the previous upheaval in the Demon Suppression Forest, the Divine Emperor had punished these two, stripping them of their garrison commander position and sentencing them to ten years of reflection at Reflection Cliff on Divine Scenery Mountain.

These two must have been temporarily released for this occasion, and although they looked pale, their gazes were sharp and sinister, sweeping their surroundings with the vigilance of hunting eagles as if eager to complete this mission and atone for their sins.

Besides these two, there were also two officials wearing purple-gold armor, both Ninth Realm cultivators and court generals.

—They were the First-rank Generals of the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Guard, both with their hands on their swords, their expressions alert and cautious.

Lin Rui was not surprised at all; with something as important as the Abyss Divine Tablet at stake, the court would naturally be cautious.

Especially since the court had received intelligence that experts from the Federation were gathering, and the Demon Sect’s King Ming had infiltrated the Capital, the court would definitely strengthen its defenses.

Just as Luo Wangshu was leading everyone into the hostel and before they had a chance to be seated, a gigantic Flying Boat, nearly thirty zhang long, flew overhead, accompanied by another Flying Chariot pulled by eight dragons.

In a moment, both magical flying devices landed in front of the hostel, and soon after, large groups of people descended from them.

Lin Rui glanced at them, and his eyes darkened slightly.

Judging by the attire and emblems of these two groups, they should be envoy groups from Great Wei and Great Cheng.

They had brought many experts, including four Ninth Realm powerhouses each, and an additional sixteen Eighth Realm masters.

Lin Rui silently worried for Li Xianglong and the others; their quest to seize the Abyss Divine Tablet would surely not be an easy task.

Luo Wangshu stood at the entrance of the hostel, a slight smile on his face as he greeted the approaching group with a cupped hand salute, “The Divine Envoys and esteemed lords have come from afar; please, enter and rest for a while.”

The first to disembark from the Flying Boat on the left was the Great Cheng envoy party, led by a man with pale skin, no beard, and distinct features.

That was Zong Xiushan, the third Divine Envoy from Great Cheng, whose information and photographs Lin Rui had reviewed before his arrival.

The man smiled casually, responding neither too warmly nor too coldly, “A few days’ journey is nothing to speak of.

But for Divine Envoy Luo to come meet us from afar, that’s quite an effort.”

From the other side, a graceful and voluptuous woman descended; her figure was so perfect that every curve seemed to be meticulously carved out of jade, her demeanor exceptionally gentle and beautiful.

This woman, Cui Peipei, was also a third Divine Envoy, but from Great Wei.

She was extremely popular among the Alien Walkers of the Earth Federation, hailed as a rare beauty of Sky Extreme Star, seen only once in many years.

Any video of Cui Peipei that got posted on the common forums used by Alien Walkers would cause quite a sensation.

“It’s been a long time since we last met, Divine Envoy Luo,” Cui Peipei said with a smile, looking at Luo Wangshu.

“I never imagined that, when we parted eighty years ago, it would take until today for us to meet again, nor did I expect to see Divine Envoy Luo ascend so quickly to become a Divine Envoy for Great Song after we parted.”

She moved with light and elegant steps, but with each one she took, the temperature around her seemed to drop a degree.

In just a few dozen steps, the hostel and the white marble plaza were enveloped in a layer of frost.

Yet, what surprised everyone was that even as the surrounding space plunged into extreme cold, Lin Rui stood behind Luo Wangshu, feeling the warmth as usual, without any change.

Lin Rui’s heart suddenly grew cold; he keenly realized that the strange phenomenon before his eyes was due to Luo Wangshu shifting the tremendous chilly force projected by the woman onto the surrounding void.

—It seemed a contest had already begun among the three of them.

He was utterly astounded by this.

Could the meeting of divine envoys from great nations really be this direct?

They started fighting the moment they met, with no consideration for grace or decorum.

“I am, however, extremely disappointed.”

With a slight raise of her hand, Luo Wangshu took out a golden miniature sword from her sleeve and played with it in her palm for a moment before tossing it to Cui Peipei.

“For the past eighty years, Divine Envoy Cui has made no progress.

You speak of resuming the unfinshed battle from eighty years ago, but the current you, Cui, holds no interest for me.”

Boom!

In that instant, the thousand zhang of solid ice surrounding them all shattered into powder!

It turned into mustard seed-sized particles, drifting away with the wind.

As the ice dust whirled about, Lin Rui saw that the void between the three was filled with thousands upon thousands of tiny strands of sword breath and Sword Qi.

They were originally colliding silently in the air, not making a sound, nor triggering any ripples.

Lin Rui had not noticed them at all, until the ice dust scattered in the air and revealed the interweaving Sword Qi and sword breath in the void.

And there was more.

Lin Rui discovered that Cui Peipei and Zong Xiushan were also engaged in a contest.

The two were not allies, and there was also a silent battle between them.

Cui Peipei’s eyes grew sharp as she caught the golden miniature sword that flew towards her.

At that moment, she seemed like a boundless ocean, capable of encompassing everything and drowning everything!

The amazing sword force contained within the golden sword could instantly kill a Ninth Realm Super King, yet it only caused a bit of rippling in the void around her fingertips, like ripples on water.

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Just as Cui Peipei caught the sword and was preparing to counterattack, Luo Wangshu waved her sleeve again.

“It’s only polite to return the favor!

Both of you, try to receive one sword strike from me.”

She said ‘receive one sword strike from me’, but she did not draw her sword; instead, she used the void of heaven and earth as her sword.

With a swing of her sleeve, everything around her became her weapon, forming the sword in her hand!

At that moment, the space around Cui Peipei undulated continuously like the sea surface swept by a strong wind, moving persistently, and this disturbance spread further and wider, reaching out ten thousand meters!

The pressure exerted by Luo Wangshu forced Cui Peipei to extend her Water Element secret technique over twenty li around her to divert the opponent’s enormous strength and the overbearing ‘Concept’.

Zong Xiushan, the third divine envoy from Great Cheng, was inundated with Geng Metal Energy, resembling a silver-white giant sword half standing between heaven and earth, surrounded by numerous thunder snakes.

Beneath him, large cracks appeared.

Zong Xiushan’s face was cold and livid, his eyes full of disdain as he looked at Luo Wangshu: “Very good, fifty-five percent Divine Power, destruction, firmness, limit, and growth.

Luo Wangshu, you’re truly fearless of going mad!”

In this exchange, as Zong Xiushan lost control of the power under his feet and cracked the ground, he had already lost by a margin to these two women.

Zong Xiushan thought she was a madwoman, to have cultivated these Conceptual Powers to such an extent.

However, judging by Luo Wangshu’s expression, she seemed very relaxed, with not a trace of taint.

But this made it impossible for Zong Xiushan to probe the depth of Luo Wangshu’s foundation or to know the state of her physical quality.

He might also be unable to force Luo Wangshu to exert her full strength to see the extent of her Abyss Pollution.

—What an Eastern Heavenly Sword Phoenix!

At this moment, behind Luo Wangshu, the eleventh candidate divine envoy, Shentu Rong, also watched her silhouette with a heavy expression.

He hadn’t expected his former ally’s strength had grown to this extent, having distanced herself far from him.

Luo Wangshu, despite her significant disadvantages—she had no reliable channels for acquiring those Heavenly Demon items.

The quality and foundation of her body, set eight hundred years ago, could have been unmatched in the world, but in the era after the arrival of the Outer Heaven Demon, this became her greatest weakness.

Yet today, Luo Wangshu, relying on her fifty-five percent Conceptual Power, was overwhelmingly dominating the two foreign third divine envoys!

Just as everyone present had their own thoughts, suddenly a streak of blood light flew across the distant sky.

All the Ninth Realm experts present turned grim, looking towards the direction of the blood light.

The blood-colored radiance slowed down after covering five li, revealing a young man drenched in blood.

His face was deathly pale as he clasped his hands towards the crowd, ” esteemed guests, I am Li Yuan, disciple of the third divine envoy from Da Liao.

I have been ordered by the divine envoy to request your aid; our Da Liao delegation five hundred li away is under siege by numerous Ninth Realms, the situation is as precarious as a stack of eggs.

Please, assist us without delay!”

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback, exchanging glances with one another.