Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 648 - 627: Turtle Light

Shen Jun said, "The first time we met in the small village, I ambushed his instructor, and he killed Fan Yongrui..."

"Later, Tian Wenhua hired an assassin through me to kill him... And later still, in the Hundred Peaks Valley, I was overwhelmed by his strength and could only acknowledge him as one of ours... Finally, it was in the underground passage of the Tree-man World..."

In the end, Shen Jun sighed and said, "Back then, he was in Body Refinement, and I was in Life Force, I was one small realm higher than him. Now, I have Innate True Liquid, while he is a Lower-Rank Grandmaster, surpassing me by five realms... Anyway, for the rest of my life, I don’t want to make an enemy of him. Such a person is simply my nightmare, with not even a thought of resistance, too powerful. Master, don’t blame me."

The Light of Redemption said with emotion, "Silly child, we’ve all encountered people like him. I have personally witnessed Saint Zhao’s heroic posture, during the battle with the island, he crushed a thousand grandmasters with his fists, I was there. He wasn’t unable to control his power, it was purely intentional..."

"I was less than three meters from my teacher, my teacher died, and we non-grandmasters survived. Since then, all the Eagle Alliance people who participated in the Nuclear Island battle have developed the famous East Monarch Phobia, becoming a shadow that haunts two or three generations."

Shen Jun was stunned for a moment and said, "I’ve heard, back then Saint Zhao was most famous for the East Monarch Phobia, single-handedly suppressing the Human Race’s Semi-Saints and Ten Realms Demigods, except for the Demon Prison Lord backed by a Divine Spirit, no demigod could truly defeat him. To this day, all over the world, there is still the famous ’East Monarch Faction’, following Saint Zhao’s martial arts and teachings to fight the Demon Sect. Does this mean... Zhou Leng might become the next Zhao Dongjun, spreading Zhou Leng Phobia?"

"At the very least, you’ve already caught the disease." The Light of Redemption squinted his eyes slightly.

"You... must kill him, right?"

The Light of Redemption sighed and said, "Before I catch Zhou Leng Phobia, I must kill him. You don’t understand how we East Monarch Phobia sufferers have felt for these decades, we cannot allow another Zhao Dongjun to appear. That kind of fear and humiliation is enough to make us risk everything."

"But Mrs. Xiyang..."

"Don’t mention Mrs. Xiyang, even the Celestial Calamity Envoy can’t stop us from eliminating another Zhao Dongjun. Do you know, even the Crimson King has a mind to kill Zhou Leng."

"What? Is it that serious? The Sect Hierarch has suffered some small losses, but the gap between the two is too wide, isn’t it?"

"Haven’t you noticed that his growth rate has already exceeded our expectations?"

"I have," said Shen Jun.

The Light of Redemption said, "After completing the mission assigned by His Majesty the Celestial Calamity Envoy and leaving the True King Land, I will team up with the senior Eagle Alliance grandmasters and ask the Crimson King for help to hunt down Zhou Leng, at all costs!"

Shen Jun’s blood boiled and said, "Master, you are still in your prime, surely you will be victorious!"

"Of course!" The Light of Redemption laughed heartily.

As the Law Enforcement Envoy of the Demon Worship Sect, besides Zhao Dongjun, he wasn’t even afraid of the Celestial Calamity Envoy, why would he fear a junior.

Shen Jun thought silently to himself, as long as I’m not involved, everything is negotiable.

But, you can’t put all your eggs in one basket.

What if Zhou Leng finds out and comes for revenge, who knows what craziness Mrs. Xiyang might do?

Shen Jun parted with the Light of Redemption and found Mrs. Xiyang, saying, "Honorable lady, I’ve received some news, but I can’t disclose the source."

"Speak."

"Someone is planning to gather forces to kill Zhou Leng after the True King Trial, in order to prevent another Zhao Dongjun from emerging," Shen Jun whispered.

Mrs. Xiyang looked at him, immediately understanding the source of the news. Moreover, she was well aware of the other members of the Demon Worship Sect and knew how severe the East Monarch Phobia of the Light of Redemption was.

If an evenly matched opponent used the East Wind Fist or operated the Great Sun Divine Skill, the Light of Redemption would immediately go fully defensive, escaping eight out of ten times, earning him the nickname Hedao Gui Guang.

"I understand, you may go."

"Yes."

Shen Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quietly left.

Mrs. Xiyang thought for a moment, not in a hurry, she would inform Zhou Leng after the True King Trial was over.

"However, I must guide him into the sect as soon as possible. If he suddenly advances to Martial Saint, it will be even harder to lead him astray."

Old Capital Demon City, mining site.

After changing shifts, a group of mining truck drivers had their meal, drank a little wine, and gathered to chat, bragging and shooting the breeze.

The vice captain of the fleet gave everyone a round of cigarettes, holding one in his mouth, he looked at a few of the new drivers and laughed, "You newcomers, talk about yourselves, let’s all get to know each other and work together closely in the future."

A cheerful new driver laughed, "My situation? I’m no good at writing, nor at fighting, can’t do this or that either. I heard the Demon City mine has high income, so I came."

"How about your family situation?"

"My parents were killed in a demon attack, it’s been five or six years."

"How about friends and relatives?" the vice captain continued to ask.

The man continued to answer.

The senior drivers were used to the vice captain’s nosiness; after all, he had to manage the team, it was normal to know the fleet members’ situations, and the vice captain was a good person, always willing to help those in need.

In no time, it was Hu Yi’s turn.

Hu Yi exhaled a long puff of thick smoke and self-mockingly said, "My situation? My mother was taken by the Demon Worship Sect last year, and my father was taken this year. I don’t know what deep grudge that Demon Worship Sect has with me from a past life..."

The vice captain continued to ask a few questions, hitting a few sore spots and making Hu Yi emotional.

"Damn it, it’s all because of that bastard Zhao Tong. If he hadn’t come to Rucheng and scraped it clean, the Rao Family wouldn’t have deducted my mother’s salary, she wouldn’t have changed jobs, and then got taken... I admit, it’s as if my family is clashing with the Zhao Family, my father’s pension and my job were fine, but when Zhao Cong came as governor, I damn well became a stray dog..."

"Take it easy, that’s too scary..."

The coworkers quickly consoled him.

Hu Yi, fueled by alcohol, finished venting and immediately collected himself.

The vice captain looked at Hu Yi thoughtfully.

The night chat ended, and everyone dispersed.

The vice captain found the vice manager of the mining site and said in a low voice, "I’ve found a good prospect for driving, young and energetic, has a grudge with the Zhao Family, worth observing..."

Shuizhou Demon City.

Chen Shouhu looked at the latest intelligence from the Demon City Army and frowned.

The Sea Sirens have begun large-scale mobilization of their forces, preparing to attack the West Sea Demon City defense line.

At this scale, I’m likely to be stationed at the West Sea Demon City.

By then, cooperation with Tong Tianxia might be disrupted.

He looked at the pitch-black night, for some reason, recalling his previous conversation with Zhou Leng.

That day, in the Tree-man World, the giant blue butterfly rose and fell.

They talked about the Tree-man Race’s mistakes, refusing comprehensive cooperation with Blue Star and the Demon Spirit World for the sake of so-called traditions and old rules.

As a result, a large number of Tree-men were surrounded and slaughtered by the Celestial Calamity Envoy’s army.

Zhou Leng wanted to help Vigorous Root and Xiaoyong but was firmly restrained by Chen Shouhu.

Chen Shouhu said at the time, "One person cannot correct an entire race’s mistakes."

Then, Zhou Leng asked a question.

"If, I mean if, the Human Race made a huge mistake, what would you do?"

Chen Shouhu silently gazed out the window.

This question, he was searching for an answer.

Rucheng, Martial Guard Institute, Dean’s Office.

"Damn it, Zhao Cong is undermining us again, even replacing the Vice Dean with his own people, obviously targeting you..."

Wang Boxiong glanced at his subordinate, looking calm and composed.

"Don’t mind such trivial matters, as long as we remain in Rucheng, it’s a victory. By the way, how’s the evidence collection against the Zhao Family going?"

"Still ongoing, sigh, didn’t know until looked closely, alarming sights, I’m tempted to act early."

"Hold steady."

"Yes."

"By the way, isn’t there an overseas position in the Elephant Country? Keep it for now, when we’re about to act, send Zhou Leng to the Elephant Country to prevent his involvement."

"You’re really not going to let him participate?"

"Some things are better done by us, he is humanity’s hope, any unforeseen incident would be a loss humans can’t afford."

"Understood."

Wang Boxiong added, "His promotion speed exceeds expectations, already at Middle-Rank now..."

After letting the subordinate leave, Wang Boxiong called Zhou Leng.

"Back in Rucheng?"

"Just finished having dinner with family."

"Soon, we might send you to Elephant Country for a while, external assignment as a Grandmaster is routine for Martial Guards."

"Alright."

"When you return from Elephant Country, it’s time to strive for Grandmaster or Martial Saint status, then you’ll need to find your Martial Arts belief, otherwise, you can never ascend to sainthood. Based on my understanding of you, I suggest you walk the twenty-five thousand-mile journey, or perceive at Shang Ganling. Of course, you must enter the Ten Nuclear Battlefield from the West Sea Demon City to perceive humanity’s ancestors’ most tragic battle."

"Okay!" Zhou Leng thought having guidance is good, ordinary Martial Artists could waste years or even decades just searching for the correct path.

"If you’re free recently, go cultivate in Elephant Country for half a year. Although it’s chaotic, there are quite a few skilled individuals. Remember to connect with forces sent by the East Monarch in Elephant Country, there’s a Martial Saint there, other forces wouldn’t dare touch you." Wang Boxiong reflected and still felt it’s best to send Zhou Leng away first.

"I don’t have time. I plan to go to the True King Trial... Hmm? Someone from the Tree-man World is here to see me."

"The True King Trial indeed is a top-tier treasure ground. However, with your sensitive identity, avoid killing Giants and Giant Dragons, if you must, do it discreetly, without getting caught."

"I understand."

"Alright, go meet the Tree-men."

"Thank you, dear nephew."

The call ended.

"Little rascal..." Wang Boxiong playfully cursed, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

His gaze, like the smoke rising, flickered and drifted ethereally.

Nearby, the flute sound accompanies Zhao Cong’s words.

"Do you dare enter Zhao Palace?"

Outside Guhe Research Institute.

Zhou Leng looked toward a group of Tree-men.

The leading Tree-man Grandmaster handed over an emerald-like green leaf.

The leaf emitted no aura, its interior seemed like fluid flowing continuously.

"Through the Ancient Tree Council’s resolution, to thank you for your assistance to the Tree-man Race, we present you a ’Mother Tree Leaf’. From now on, you can freely come and go from the Mother Tree, and are allowed unrestricted cultivation under it, you can additionally bring one person along."

Zhou Leng was delighted; this qualification is as valuable as the Dragon Transformation Egg or the Giants’ Vast Ancient Path.

Except for Saint Zhao and a few others, no humans have obtained such a qualification.

"Thank you, Mother Tree, thank you, Ancient Tree Council."

After conversing, the Tree-men left.