1242 Qiao Zhong

Chapter 1242: Qiao Zhong

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Qiao Zhong soon noticed the purple-clad young man before him had suddenly laughed upon hearing his words. The laughter sent chills down his spine.

"A Martial Emperor's direct disciple?" Soon after, the laughter on Duan Ling Tian's face disappeared. A hint of battle intent could be seen gleaming in the depth of his eyes.

Naturally, Qiao Zhong did not notice this at all.

He would have been surprised if he had seen it.

He believed that Duan Ling Tian's strength was far stronger than most of the Martial Emperor's disciples in Ling Xuan Peak. However, he would not believe it if one was to say that he was able to win against a Martial Emperor's direct disciple.

Meanwhile, three figures appeared at the lone pavilion on the stone platform situated on the higher part of Ling Xuan Peak's mid-mountain.

If Duan Ling Tian was here, he would be able to recognize with one glance that the person leading this group of three was none other than Lu Zhong.

At this moment, Lu Zhong said faintly to the two people behind him, "Retreat."

"Yes," the two of them responded before leaving.

After they left, Lu Zhong looked at the lone pavilion and bowed respectfully. "Senior Brother Song."

The moment his words left his mouth, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of the lone pavilion. It was a young man clad in blue with a medium built and ordinary look.

However, the big black mole right on top of his right brow appeared to be particularly eye-catching.

"Lu Zhong, are you looking for me?"

The blue-clad young man was one of Martial Emperor Ling Xuan's three direct disciples in Ling Xuan Peak. He was Song Ting, the second direct disciple.

"Senior Brother Song, I'd like you to make me the supervisor for the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers that's going to be held in three days time," Lu Zhong answered respectfully. He did not dare to relax in front of Song Ting.

A supervisor was responsible for supervising some of the Selection's activities in the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers that would be held three days later. He would mainly be supervising the group of people joining the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers and recording their results.

Above the supervisor would be the judges.

The judges were two of the Martial Emperor's direct disciples. Song Ting was one of them.

Due to this reason, Song Ting had the authority to select the supervisor.

"Why are you suddenly interested in this?" Song Ting asked. It was obvious he was curious about this.

"Senior Brother Song, I'll be frank with you… I want to be a supervisor because I want to kill someone!" Lu Zhong replied through clenched teeth.

He did not have any secrets in front of Song Ting nor did he dare to keep any secrets from him.

It would not end well for him if Song Ting found out that he had hidden secrets from him.

To put it nicely, he was Song Ting's right-hand man. To put it in an unpleasant way, he was only a pawn or a dog that was called at will.

If he was ordered to bite somebody, he would have no choice but to bite him!

As a master, if his dog suddenly bit him one day, he would definitely kill that dog without any hesitation no matter how much he had doted on the dog.

"Oh?" Song Ting's eyes gleamed. He became even more curious. "You're a dignified Martial Emperor's disciple. Why would do you have enmity with someone who came to join the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers?"

"Senior Brother Song, he killed my brother, Lu Yi," Lu Zhong replied furiously.

"Lu Yi is killed by him?" Song Ting's face darkened immediately when he heard Lu Zhong's words.

In Ling Xuan Peak, other than a few Martial Emperor's disciples and followers who remained neutral, most of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers had chosen a faction.

They would either choose Song Ting, the faction of the Martial Emperor's second direct disciple or the Martial Emperor's third direct disciple's faction.

Both factions were against each other.

Both Lu Zhong and Lu Yi belonged to Song Ting's faction.

Song Ting's eyes were filled with rage when he heard a member of his faction was killed.

As the saying went, 'You'll have to see who's the owner before you beat the dog!'

In his opinion, whoever dared to kill Lu Yi must have looked down on him.

Song Ting's face quickly regained its calmness as he asked indifferently, "The fact that he could kill Lu Yi means that he's quite powerful… Are you sure you're able to kill him to avenge Lu Yi?"

"Yes!" Lu Zhong nodded vigorously. He was very confident of his own strength.

Unless it was a person at the level of a Martial Emperor's direct disciple or some freaky powerhouses who had already reached the peak of the Martial Monarch Stage, he had faith he could defeat them all.

"Prepare yourself. Three days later, follow me to the place where the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers will take place. I'll make you a supervisor, and at that time, you can wait for an opportunity to kill that man," Song Ting ordered.

"Yes." Lu Zhong nodded his head respectfully. His eyes were shining manically. It was as though he could already see the enemy who killed his brother lying on the floor before him.

Duan Ling Tian was naturally unaware that Lu Zhong was planning to kill him.

At this moment, he was wandering around Ling Xuan Peak.

After staying at Ling Xuan Peak for so long, this was his first time studying Ling Xuan Peak in detail. The dangerously steep peak that soared up to the sky somehow gave him a completely new understanding.

"When I looking at this peak in front, it seems like I can comprehend the information that's hard to understand in the back of my mind a little more… I don't think it'll be long before my Sword Profundity makes another breakthrough again!" Duan Ling Tian muttered to himself. His purple robe fluttered in the wind as he hovered in the air.

He was staring at the mountain peak that pointed up at the sky like a sword in the distance with utmost concentration. His eyes were fixed on it intently.

At this second, the entire mountain peak seemed to have transformed into a gigantic sword in his eyes.

A gigantic sword that soared all the way up to heaven.

"I heard from Qiao Zhong that Martial Emperor Ling Xuan won't be showing himself this time at the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers that's held by Ling Xuan Peak. Two of the Martial Emperor's direct disciples will be in charge of it." Duan Ling Tian returned to his senses. He seemed to have recalled something. "I wonder if Yang Hui is one of the two Martial Emperor's direct disciples."

Yang Hui was the person he met not too long ago at the peak of Ling Xuan Peak.

He remembered when he first met Yang Hui, Yang Hui was controlling and practicing his sword using his Spiritual Energy.

From his deduction, apart from being an Inscription Master, Yang Hui might be a direct disciple of Ling Xuan Peak's Martial Emperor as well.

Today, he went to the peak of Ling Xuan Peak again, but he did not see Yang Hui this time.

During this period when the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers in Ling Xuan drew closer, each and every cultivation place of every Martial Emperors and Demon Emperors on every corner of Cloud Continent was bustling with activity as well.

This was because their cultivation places were also holding the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers.

When the news of all the Martial Emperors and Demon Emperors who were active on Cloud Continent were holding the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers spread out, it created a huge commotion in almost the entire Inner Land.

At the north of the Inner Land. A mountain valley was situated at an extremely cold place.

It was chilly here all-year round. The valley was snow-capped and misty, making it look like a fairyland.

In this place that was similar to a fairyland, there was a special lake that emitted a dense aura of coldness.

Although the weather was extremely cold to the point that all vegetation was frozen, the lake remained the same. The lake water glistened, unaffected by the cold.

Apart from the lake, there was another highlight in this huge valley. Everyone in the valley was a female martial artist. A group of women chatted pleasantly with each other, presenting a very lively scene.

In three days time, the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers held by the You Han Valley would take place.

There was a small valley at the place where You Han Valley received people who came to join the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers. There were many beautiful silhouettes walking out from wooden houses.

The entire isolated small valley was bustling.

Most of them had an anticipatory yet nervous look on their faces.

Only one person's face was glum and ugly. "Ever since that two little bitches left, they did not return… Don't tell me they really have a close relationship or something with that Martial Emperor's disciple?"

It was an ugly woman. Just a glance was enough to make people lose their appetite.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, the ear-piercing sound of wind whistling resonated in the air. It only stopped when it reached the sky above the small valley.

Everyone who had left their wooden houses in the small valley, including that ugly woman, raised their heads up to look at the sky one by one. Three women stood side by side in the sky.

A green-clad woman stood in the middle.

Two unparalleled beauties that could topple a nation with their looks stood beside her. One appeared seductive and enchanting while the other appeared obedient, gentle, and quiet.

Both had their own charms.

"It's them!" A lot of people in the small valley recognized the two women instantly.

A lot of them also looked at the ugly woman.

They recalled this ugly woman had almost killed the two women who were as beautiful as flowers. They felt it was a little regretful at that time when they thought the two women were going to die.

However, who knew that the situation would suddenly change.

A Martial Emperor's disciple appeared and rescued them.

"I remember… Ever since that Martial Emperor's disciple brought them away, they did not return. Initially, I thought they might've encountered some problems. I didn't expect to see them here again."

"The selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers that's held by You Han Valley will begin soon. Now that they're here, it looks like they're here for the Selection of the Martial Emperor's disciples and followers too."

"It must be so… Then again, who's the green-clad woman? Why haven't I seen her before?"

…

As the saying went, 'Three women were enough for a drama'. Now that the group of women crowded together in the small valley, it appeared to be even more bustling and lively.

Many people had their attention on the green-clad woman. Although that ugly woman itched to kill the two beauties who were as beautiful as flowers, she could not help but dread the mysterious green-clad woman.

"Junior Sister Li, is she here?" Under the watchful eyes of the others, the green-clad woman finally spoke. When she was speaking, she glanced at the seductive and enchanting woman standing next to her from the corner of her eyes.

The woman was wearing a light purple clothing. She was so beautiful that she elicited an urge in the onlookers to nibble on her.

The woman was none other than Li Fei. The Li Fei who had become Martial Emperor You Han's direct disciple.

At this moment, Li Fei pointed toward the ugly woman and said, "Senior Sister Xu, it's her!"