Fury Towards The Burning Heaven-Chapter 1599 - Burial Fees

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The White River King saw that the city that he was familiar with had turned into ruins, many familiar faces were among the dead on the ground, and the city plaza awash with blood. His facial muscles then convulsed. His killing aura rose extremely high as he roared out, “Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi—!”

How powerful was a roar from a King-Ranked formidable martial artist?

Wave after wave of sonar rushed forward as many people’s eardrums exploded, and blood spilled forth. The two words ‘Jiang Yi’ reverberated throughout the entire city, making even crying children stop as they were too afraid to make a sound.

“Majesty Father!”

Two of the Bai Clan young masters wailed as they cried for their father and knelt before the White River King. One of them wept and said, “Majesty Father, hurry up and kill Jiang Yi! This fiend had killed Eldest Brother and many of our clansmen.”

Swish! Swish!

Many elders also soared forward and genuflected in front of the White River King. Qi Qingchen immediately shot forward and stood next to Jiang Yi as if preparing for a huge battle. However, Jiang Yi stood there expressionlessly as the six-colored flame in his hand flickered with light, and the temperature in the vicinity fluctuated greatly.

The White River King roared a few times as he glared at Jiang Yi angrily and said, “Jiang Yi, if you don’t give me a reasonable explanation today, I will fight to the death with you.”

“Uh?”

Everyone was startled; the White River King wasn’t going to attack immediately? He actually wanted to hear an explanation? What was there to explain? He could just immediately attack and kill Jiang Yi. Why would three King-Ranked formidable martial artists be afraid of Jiang Yi? They could easily suppress him.

“Hur-Hur!”

Jiang Yi snorted as he dragged his words and said, “An explanation? White River King, if you don’t give me an explanation, I will fight you to the death. One of your good young sons had not only raped a civilian woman but—when I came forward to confront him—even tried to fool me a couple of times. My friend is now in the hands of your clansmen. If you came a little later, your White River City would have already become a dead city.”

“En?”

The White River King’s eyes grew cold as he turned and looked furiously at Mystic Thearch’s wife who was being held by an elder. His face changed a couple of times as he looked at his two sons kneeling in front of him as he asked coldly, “What on earth happened? What happened with that lady?”

“Majesty Father!”

One of the Bai Clan young masters explained, “This woman and her husband killed our clansmen in the Ten Thousand Saints Domain, and so Eldest Brother had caught her and brought her back. Jiang Yi is very unreasonable and overbearing; Eldest Brother had not even managed to explain much when he was killed. Majesty Father, you have to avenge Eldest Brother.”

Bang!

The White River King raised his palm and thrust it towards his own son, sending him flying a few thousand feet as he was immediately knocked unconscious. Everyone present was at a loss for words. Had the White River King gone mad? Not only had he not killed Jiang Yi, but he also actually hit his own son?

“A bunch of imbeciles!”

The White River King scolded. His gaze turned venomously toward Jiang Yi as he said, “Jiang Yi, even if my son had captured your friend, you didn’t have to be so cruel, right?”

Jiang Yi smiled faintly as he shrugged and said, “I can’t be bothered to explain to you. Ask your clansmen what exactly had happened. If your clansmen had not courted death, I would not have attacked. I will only ask you this: will you release that lady? If you don’t, you will bear the consequences.”

Ss, ss…

Many cold breaths being sucked in could be heard as everyone soon found that something was amiss. Jiang Yi was very overbearing while their Sovereign seemed to be a little terrified and cowardly. This was not White River King’s character at all.

This could only mean one thing: the rumors spreading about were not rumors. Jiang Yi had indeed killed Heavenly King You and had the ability to kill King-Ranked formidable martial artists; he had a Thearch-Ranked formidable martial artist as his backing!

The White River King grew quiet as his eyes glistened incessantly. He seemed to be calculating the pros and cons of this issue and how he should pursue it. He also more or less knew what had happened without asking much.

The Heaven Desert King and the Yellow Lion King, standing next to the White River King, also stood quietly without having any inclination of intervening. After all, only the Bai Clan clansmen had perished. The two had come along to give the White River King face. However, they did not want to bring trouble upon themselves or their families.

“I will not!”

White River King thought for a very long time as he gritted his teeth and said, “You killed my son and so many of my clansmen; if you do not give me a reasonable explanation today—even if I have to give my life up today, I will battle you to the end.”

Jiang Yi and Qi Qingchen exchanged glances as they both relaxed internally. The White River King said all these evidently because he was afraid. He was afraid of Jiang Yi’s burning flames, afraid of that mysterious Thearch-Ranked formidable martial artist. He was being adamant at this moment only because he wanted to be given a way out gracefully.

If not, he wouldn’t have been asking for an explanation but would have started fighting already!

“Jiang Yi, do not go overboard.”

Qi Qingchen did not want any complications to arise as she sent a voice transmission to Jiang Yi as a light glowed in her hand. The crying and struggling Xuan Guo’er went into slumber quietly when the light shone.

Qi Qingchen kept Xuan Guo’er within her spatial divine item as she cupped her hands and said, “The White River King, I had witnessed everything that had happened. Jiang Yi had been amicable from the start and had wanted to talk and not battle; Bai Digu had his just desserts. Of course… Jiang Yi was also in the wrong. How about he compensates the Bai Clan for your losses, and this matter can be put to bed?”

“Compensation?”

Many Bai Clan disciples grew angry. So many of their men had died, and it was going to be settled with compensation of divine roots and treasures? Did the Bai Clan look like it lacked divine roots and treasures? The Heaven Desert King and the Yellow Lion King at the side looked at each other as they knew that things seemed to be coming to a close. After all, if this matter escalated, it would not be beneficial to anyone.

The Heaven Desert King opened his mouth and said, “Let’s try and preserve the peace above all else. Old Bai, give me some face; it is never good to keep on fighting and killing. Since there is talk of compensation, Jiang Yi, why don’t you state your offer?”

Yellow Lion King nodded, looked at Jiang Yi, and said, “Jiang Yi, offer something reasonable. Right… you have a spear, right? If you offer that, Old Bai might actually be appeased.”

“A spear?”

Jiang Yi’s brows raised. The Yellow Lion King wanted him to offer up the Headless Spear? That was a Primitive Spiritual Treasure; this price was rather steep, no?

Jiang Yi laughed as suddenly dozen-odd long spears appeared in his hands. He smiled coldly and said, “I have many spears, more than ten in fact. How about I give them all as compensation?”

“…”

The Heaven Desert King and the Yellow Lion King rolled their eyes. Jiang Yi had taken out medial-grade divine artifacts one and all; even if he gave it to the duo, they wouldn’t even want them.

The White River King’s killing aura started to rise again as the long saber in his hand was about to be deployed. The Yellow Lion King and the Heaven Desert King hurriedly restrained him as the Heaven Desert King said furiously, “Jiang Yi, if you don’t start being serious, we might not be able to hold White River King back any longer.”

This time, Jiang Yi was speechless. If they couldn’t hold the White River King back anymore, then they shouldn’t. Who were they acting for?

Qi Qingchen flew over and gave Jiang Yi a look as he could only sigh helplessly and said, “I am but an ascendant; what treasures could I possibly have? I don’t have many divine roots as well. How about this? I admit that I was wrong this time, and I am willing to offer thirty thousand divine roots as burial fees.”

“Pfff…”

Many injured martial artists puked out blood as rage filled their eyes. So many people had died, and Jiang Yi was going to only compensate a few medial-grade divine artifacts and thirty thousand divine roots? Did he think the Bai Clan was beggars?

“I am going to kill you, kill you!”

The White River King roared as he was about to rush forward again. However, the Yellow Lion King and the Heaven Desert King desperately held him back. Qi Qingchen watched this show as creases appeared on her forehead; their acting was really bad.

She gestured and sent a voice transmission to Jiang Yi, “Jiang Yi, stop fooling about. Mystic Thearch’s wife’s life hangs in the balance. Let’s settle this quickly and head back to the Demon-Buster Valley.”

Jiang Yi quieted down. The White River King wanted a way out as he wanted to save his face; if not, this matter would not end well. However, he could not possibly give his Primitive Spiritual Treasure up. He had also gotten his divine roots through much effort, and he didn’t want to give them back to the Bai Clan.

After thinking about this matter for a while, the white-jade armor on Jiang Yi disappeared as he took out a dagger and stabbed himself a few times. Streams of blood soon spurted out. However, Jiang Yi’s expression did not change the least and it seemed as if the stabbing was happening on someone else.

He looked at the White River King peacefully as he said, “White River King, count how many of your clansmen had perished; I will stab myself that many times. Is that satisfactory?”