King of Creation-Chapter 47 - Guoo Shanfeng (Collect, Request for Recommendations)

To Ye Zhen’s disappointment, the expected scene did not occur.

No matter how he stimulated the Mirage Dragon Pearl, there was no change in the body of the Three-eyed Demon Wolf.

“Still no success?”

This Three-eyed Demon Wolf was the fifth demon beast Ye Zhen had killed on this journey, yet none had resulted in the scene Ye Zhen had hoped for—none were drained of all their Essence, Qi, and Spirit by the Mirage Dragon Pearl, like the Illusion Serpent King had been!

Ye Zhen had held this expectation because of an earlier idea that had formed.

That time in the back mountain, leveraging the power of Fairy Caiyi, Ye Zhen had killed the Illusion Serpent King.

Afterwards, the Mirage Dragon Pearl underwent a mysterious transformation, completely draining the serpent of all Blood Essence, Qi, and Spirit, which greatly increased his cultivation and even left an Illusion of the Illusion Serpent King within the first spatial stage of the pearl.

Because of this Illusion of the Illusion Serpent King, Ye Zhen found that he had an astonishing talent when practicing serpentine martial skills; casually practicing a few times would bring him to the pinnacle of mastery.

Thus, Ye Zhen had been thinking that, if he could kill other demon beasts and have the Mirage Dragon Pearl absorb their Blood Essence, Qi, and Spirit, his cultivation would not only soar, but learning the martial skills of those beasts would also become very easy.

With this thought, Ye Zhen continually sought out demon beasts on his way home, seizing every opportunity to kill them and to test his theory.

However, even though this Three-eyed Demon Wolf was the fifth demon beast personally slain by Ye Zhen, no matter how he stimulated it, the Mirage Dragon Pearl nestled within his chest did not stir.

“It seems the secrets of the Mirage Dragon Pearl are not as simple as I imagined!” With a light sigh, Ye Zhen proceeded to process the Three-eyed Demon Wolf, whose hide and even teeth were extremely valuable things.

Indeed, having slaughtered his way here, the pack on Ye Zhen’s back was already half a person tall, which he planned to deal with once in Wusan County.

“Guoo Shanfeng is coming…..”

“Kill…..”

“Help…..”

Suddenly, Ye Zhen’s ears perked up.

From the wind, he faintly heard cries for help and shouting.

Pausing, Ye Zhen stopped what he was doing and, after listening to the wind to determine the direction, mounted his Silver-horned Horse and dashed toward the source of the cries.

In Qingniu Mountain, there was a band of robbers known as Guoo Shanfeng.

A year and a half ago, when Ye Zhen’s father had taken him across Qingniu Mountain, they had waited at the base for two days, gathering nearly two hundred people before daring to cross the mountain together.

Even with a group of two hundred people crossing, which made ‘Guoo Shanfeng’ a bit wary, the bandits still demanded each person pay ten silver as a toll to pass safely.

Since then, Ye Zhen had held a strong hatred for Guoo Shanfeng.

He had not expected that, over a year later, the government still had not eradicated these bandits from Qingniu Mountain!

Half a quarter-hour later, following the voices, Ye Zhen reached a forest at the mountainside.

The extremely bloody scene before his eyes instantly caused them to burst open in anger while his Blood Qi uncontrollably stirred.

Clearly, this had been a merchant caravan crossing Qingniu Mountain, along with some common folk hoping to cross the mountain safely by sticking close to the caravan.

However, at this moment, most of the common folk lay in pools of blood.

The caravan’s guards and porters had suffered even heavier casualties, leaving only four martial artists at the Fourth or Fifth Stage of Blood Training defending an elderly man who looked like a merchant, heavily besieged by bandits.

As for the other common folk, if anyone was even slightly slow to dodge, they were immediately beheaded by the bandits, with the woods now littered with severed limbs and broken arms.

In that moment, two more heads, those of women and children, soared into the air.

“Stop!”

With a furious roar, the impassioned Ye Zhen charged forward like an arrow, unleashing his full power without holding anything back.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Zhen executed three consecutive Snake Bounce Grass movements, covering a distance of one hundred and twenty meters.

As one bandit raised his sword to strike down a farmer, his vision blurred; Ye Zhen appeared before him and before a cry could escape his lips, his throat was crushed, and his body slumped lifelessly backward.

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In the forest, Ye Zhen moved like a spectral figure, with each palm strike crushing the throat of a bandit, every punch collapsing a bandit’s chest in an instant, and each palm blow turning a bandit’s head into mush.

In no time at all, Ye Zhen, like a force of nature, faced no resistance from any of the bandits.

“Third-in-command, look, a tough guy has appeared!” The gruesome deaths of many bandits caught the attention of a few elite brigands who were attacking the caravan’s guards.

“Where’s the tough guy?

Hand him over to me!” the third in command, his face full of beard, roared with confidence as his spear pointed toward Ye Zhen.

The moment the third in command’s spear pointed at Ye Zhen, it violently shuddered.

“Pure azure True Yuan?

My goodness, an existence of the True Essence Realm?”

With a cry of alarm, the third in command dropped his spear and turned to flee, channeling the last of his faint azure True Yuan entirely into his legs.

However, Ye Zhen had noticed him.

How could he let him live to escape!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Ye Zhen, sparing no efforts, continuously used Snake Bounce Grass.

In an instant, he caught up with the fleeing third in command, threw a punch, and sent his body flying more than ten meters away.

With a twitch, the third in command breathed his last.

The third in command’s tragic death caused the few remaining mountain bandits to cry out in alarm, scattering in all directions in panic.

Yet, those fleeing bandits couldn’t escape Ye Zhen’s grasp, even though he spared no effort using Snake Bounce Grass.

When Ye Zhen pierced the last bandit’s heart with a long knife he had casually picked up, he slowly crouched down, resting his hand on the head of a still undeveloped youngster’s small head, slowly closing the eyes that wouldn’t shut in death.

Ye Zhen’s expression had grown incredibly icy!

This was the head of a boy younger than ten years old, his hair braided into a topknot, now severed from his body.

His innocent eyes, wide with terror, spoke volumes of his horror!

To kill even an unthreatening child, these bandits deserved to die!

“Thank you, young hero, for saving our lives!”

“Thank you, young hero!”

As the bandits perished, the survivors immediately started thanking Ye Zhen, their heads knocking against the ground repeatedly, but more so, there were pleas for help.

“Young hero, please save my newlywed wife; she has just been kidnapped by this damnable Guoo Shanfeng.”

“Young hero, save my wife.

My child’s only five years old; how can we go on without her….”

“Young hero, I beg you to avenge my father,” a young man with tear-streaked face kept kowtowing continuously to Ye Zhen.

As the crowd knelt down, an elderly man, previously protected by the caravan guards, scrambled and tumbled up to Ye Zhen, clutching at his legs and wailing,

“Young hero, save my daughter.

My poor girl’s just sixteen, a beautiful age.

If she’s taken to the robbers’ den, how will she ever live on?”

“Young hero, I’ll offer ten thousand gold, no, half of my Hee Bancheng’s fortune, if only you can save my daughter.

Alas, it took me ages to have this child….”

“Enough!”

Ye Zhen’s shout of anger stunned the crying crowd.

In fact, even without these people begging, Ye Zhen, already burning with rage, would have stormed up their stronghold anyway.

It’s just that these people were too noisy; after all, Ye Zhen needed some directions.

“In which direction is Guoo Shanfeng’s stronghold?”

“Follow this trail straight ahead, cross the ridge, and you’ll reach their stronghold.

This old man once paid them a toll, so I recognize it,” the elderly man hurriedly explained.

“How many men does Guoo Shanfeng have?

Who is the most powerful among them?” Ye Zhen didn’t rush into action, but asked carefully.

Attacking the robbers’ den was no thoughtless act.

“There are about a hundred or two hundred warriors, but Guoo Shanfeng’s chief, Hu Hai, is said to have reached the True Essence Realm.

In the past year, government soldiers have failed to subdue them three times.

I heard that even the Prefectural Colonel was injured during the latest attempt!” a caravan guard explained.

Even the Prefectural Colonel was injured?

Hearing this, Ye Zhen felt a chill in his heart.

Being able to injure the Prefectural Colonel and withstand three government raids, the strength of Guoo Shanfeng must not be underestimated.

Seeing Ye Zhen adopt a cautious stance, the merchant, Hee Bancheng, urgently said, “Young hero, don’t listen to his nonsense.

The three failed government raids are all because Guoo Shanfeng’s lair is located on a ridge called ‘Gu Duozhi’, which is easy to defend but hard to attack.

By the way, young hero, be extremely careful when you pass Gu Duozhi Ridge!

It’s only one meter wide, and if they fire crossbow arrows from across the camp gate, it’s very difficult to dodge.”

“Gu Duozhi?”

“You all wait here!”

With a cold huff, Ye Zhen headed toward the stronghold of Guoo Shanfeng.

As he passed by the bearded third in command whom he had punched to death, Ye Zhen paused slightly, picked up the body of the third in command, and continued toward the robbers’ lair.

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