Chapter 98 - 97: Sheer Difference & The Last Landmark

Chapter 98 - 97: Sheer Difference & The Last Landmark

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The world went silent. The previous scene of turbulent winds, quaking earth, and forceful world-crushing pressure vanished along with a single exchange. The resulting silence was palpable.

Wei Wuyin casually stood while slightly waving the lone head of Hu Jiwei, a fabled Godking! The body of Hu Jiwei was still standing not too far away, sparkling blood reinforced by qi essence silently leaked from its severed neck. It was a quiet, eerily peaceful, yet silently terrifying scene.

The body still had its hand pressing forward, as if it still wished to cause the world to shift with it.

Wei Wuyin saw the head and frowned slightly. With a wave, a flame of elemental fire erupted within his palms. It shrouded the head with the intent to incinerate. After a second, Wei Wuyin looked panicked as he dispersed the flames.

His expression was as if he had nearly burned a priceless treasure, his eyes cautious and cold-sweat leaking from his forehead. It was but a short moment, but it caused the Prince trio to feel like the world had become altered.

Wei Wuyin inspected the head, after realizing minimal damage was sustained from his hasty attempt, he carefully stored it within his storage ring. With a sigh suffused with a hint of excitement, he waltzed over to the standing corpse and removed the storage ring without any qualms.

He then carefully placed the corpse into his storage ring as well.

While he was burning the head, he felt a will from the Divine Spirits call out to him. They wanted to refine the body of Hu Jiwei, likely converting the motes of qi essence into their own power. Shockingly, when he inspected the corpse, he realized the qi essence remained while the Spirit of Qi had dissipated swiftly upon his death.

He felt like he had discovered a new fact about cultivation. Realizing this head and body was a treasure trove, he hurriedly halted his attempts to destroy it and safely kept it.

As for killing this Godking with a single blow, he wasn’t too shocked. He had struck with his full power, bolstered by Element, his saber intent, and powerful fleshy body reinforced by the Dragon bloodline energy. He could survive an Astral Array attack with utter ease, something that went beyond the Qi Condensation Realm, so this was a predictable outcome to him.

Furthermore, while Hu Jiwei was powerful, he underestimated Wei Wuyin and stayed in close-range, a dozen or so meters away, against a saber wielder.

Sabers were profoundly powerful and swift in close combat. If swords can be called exquisite and tricky, then sabers can be called brutish and direct. The ferocity and swiftness of its attacks should not be underestimated. If Hu Jiwei had fought from a long-distance, perhaps he could’ve survived for a few seconds longer.

However, his rage and confidence in his cultivation base inevitably led to this mishap. Before that storm of power, the saber was concentrated into a single ray and decapitated him. The residual energy had sliced apart his lifeforce entirely. He was killed instantly.

Wei Wuyin was pondering if he would need to use any Qi Arts or Spiritual Spells, but considering Hu Jiwei’s power and position, it was wholly unnecessary. A single saber strike was enough, and it was.

He now had a good understanding of his current strength. Beneath the Astral Core Realm, unless he met an expert of the apex in the Mortal Godking level, he was invincible.

The reason he concluded this was Hu Jiwei. While he was slightly idiotic with his actions, the power he displayed was true. Wei Wuyin’s aura and spiritual qi was purer, thicker, and stronger than Hu Jiwei.

A strand of his spiritual qi exceeded a strand of Hu Jiwei’s spiritual qi essence by about nine times. As for his spiritual sense, with two Hearts of Qi, two Divine Spirits of Qi, Draconic Bloodline, and saber intent, in pretty much every faucet of attribute, he was far, far greater.

To put it simply: Hu Jiwei’s foundation was absolutely trash.

In comparison, Wei Wuyin’s was leagues above, and he had a Nascent Saber Soul and overly powerful fleshy body included.

"When my Alchemic Heart of Eden Qi becomes an Alchemic Spirit, my spiritual sense will rise to another level. The traits of alchemical energies would definitely elevate a spiritual sense to another level. As for my Draconic Heart of Blood, I don’t know if it’ll transform, but when it does, my fleshy body should soar in strength as well." As he thought this, he couldn’t help but smile.

Only now did he realize that the Wu Country was incomparably small and insignificant before the current him. Outside of the Wu Ancestral King, he was invincible.

He even had a suspicion that he’d be able to face even him when he reached the Ninth Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm with any of his Spirits of Qi.

"Wu Astral Tower!" He exclaimed with child-like excitement, losing all his previous awe-inspiring and calm demeanor. He gawked and even pointed with glee, "Su Mei! Look! The Wu Astral Tower!!" His excitement was palpable. A heart-stirring joy effused from his eyes. This was a childhood dream come true.

Su Mei also gawked, her eyes were drawn to the lingering tower that hung in the clouds.

"..." Prince Zhen’s trio fell silent.

You’re an illustrious Godlord, capable of killing Godkings, you look far too excited!

Their thoughts were clear on their faces. However, Wei Wuyin didn’t care.

This was a dream of his - just to see it. When he was young, his older brother would tell him stories about the tower that overlooked the world. When it became dark, it shined like the north star, allowing all to know: The Ruler of the Country was here and they were safe!

He felt that it truly lived up to the hype. He had never seen a tower fly in the air. In fact, anything that didn’t have wings couldn’t fly. Even he couldn’t. While using elemental wind could get him to move through the air, he couldn’t truly fly. That was more like controlled gliding, it wasn’t very accurate like a bird or easy to sustain.

In the distance, a group of individuals riding armored aerial mounts that were eagle-like approached. They were wielding cold weapons with fierce intent radiating from them. They were ready to fight.

Bai Lin was not a recognized mount, so they considered her flying into the Royal Palace air space as a possible threat. After all, no mounts were allowed to fly within ten kilometers of the Royal Palace without permission. All those who try would be put down and executed with prejudice.

Prince Zhen’s face changed from his calm, congenial expression, to one of haughty ferocity and sharpness. He pulled out a medallion. It had the Mark of Wu on it, and he instantly used a unique spiritual spell to invoke changes within it. It emitted a projection of the Mark of Wu, and the soldiers approaching swiftly placed away their fierce intent upon seeing it. In their mounts, they bowed with the utmost respect.

Wei Wuyin’s gaze was drawn away from the Astral Wu Tower and looked at the soldiers. They had cultivation bases at the Fourth Stage of Qi Condensation, the Yang Growth, at the very least. They were supremely talented and many of them had youthful auras nearing fifty or sixty.

It’s true that the higher the cultivation standard, the greater the strength of the guards.

As he was calmly appraising the guardians of the Royal Palace, a large, white dove-like creature rode over with a swiftness. Its speed rivaling even Mortal Gods on the ground.

When it arrived, a young looking woman that had a faint pink blush that seemed natural appeared. She looked about sixteen years of age, and had a cultivation at the Fourth Phase, Yin Form.

"Your Highness!" The little girl seemed familiar with the Prince as she arrived swiftly nearby. The guards also didn’t try to hinder her.

Prince Zhen’s haughty expression subconsciously softened as he regarded the young woman. Before he could look towards Wei Wuyin to ask for his opinion, Wei Wuyin calmly said: "Handle your matters. I’ve fulfilled my word."

Prince Zhen took a deep breath and clasped his hands. He bowed deeply, disregarding his status as a prince amongst his people, and stayed there for three whole seconds.

Wei Wuyin and Su Mei had nothing but praise for the Prince’s ways. He was likeable beyond doubt. He didn’t bother saying words of thanks, but expressed his feelings through actions. While he had already said thanks countless times before, each time had its own situation.

He had saved his life twice, and now he had brought him to the Royal Palace.

Rising, Prince Zhen said, "Godlord Wei, I hope you can stay as my guest. If you have no housing yet, I’ll arrange it for you." While he was expressing his emotions, he still didn’t let Wei Wuyin slip away without an attempt.

Wei Wuyin smiled and nodded.

The young woman and aerial guardians started.

Godlord?!

"Perfect! Yi’er, handle Godlord Wei’s lodging first and then we can talk." Prince Zhen ordered.

The young girl called Yi’er swiftly nodded absentmindedly.