Mortal Saint

Chapter 198: Chapter 115: A Divine Being Manifests, Ji Xiu Devours It in One Bite, Forging a Supreme Dao Foundation

When the swirling snow and mist dissipated.

A powerfully built figure was sent flying backward, carving a long trench through the paving stones!

Wei Changjiao, holding the Divine Shrine, still stood tall.

He had only thrown a single punch, a purple sheen glowing on his skin as he spoke:

"Old man, you’ve reached Great Success in Three Refinements. Wearing the Immortal Robe, you can withstand blades and axes, and you are Water and Fire Immune."

"But I, the Altar Master, have shattered the Three Limits. It’s what you call Ghost God Avoidance—even Dao Skills cannot corrode me!"

"The sheer effort I’ve poured into this... and you? What do you amount to?"

"And you think you can subdue me?"

"Just because I was polite with you..."

"...doesn’t mean I can’t kill you!"

"The Incense and Candlelight has condensed. The Upper Deity’s arrival as a Manifested Saint is now set in stone."

"If you refuse to submit and be slain... you are nothing but fat rats colluding with the Demons. All of you deserve to die."

"Everyone, follow me and the Central Yellow Sect! We will storm the County Yamen! All the treasures, Great Medicines, grain, and meat... they will all be yours!"

"Kill!"

Wei Changjiao’s tone was heavy yet calm.

A moment later.

As the silhouette of the divine image above his head solidified, a tenth of the Incense and Candlelight converged upon him. His Gang Force began to faintly sublimate into Qi, a sign of imminent transformation. The very air around him swirled, forming phenomena of wind and clouds!

It looked as though he was on the verge of becoming a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster!

Spurred on by his words, the yellow-robed Central Yellow Disciples charged down the long street. Like a pack of vicious wolves, they showed no more restraint.

They were the spark that, with a WHOOSH, ignited the kindling. They swept up the horde of refugees they had incited to follow, a vast, numberless sea of people...

...who swarmed forward as one!

As the two sides engaged in brutal combat, the once-bustling Inner Street became a meat grinder.

Zhao Jiu, who had just managed to scramble to the rear, watched with wide eyes as his own archers’ strong bows and Powerful Crossbows were violently ripped from their hands by the flood of swarming refugees.

He watched as the Martial Artists of the Three Great Halls fought for their lives, as Old Liao from the Whale-Slaying Saber Hall had an arm severed while fighting off several attackers at once.

He then turned his head to look at Elder Liang, who had been sent flying back by a single punch and now stood beside him, having lasted less than three breaths in the fight.

Zhao Jiu was stunned.

’No, wait.’

’If you didn’t have the strength, why did you pick this fight?’

’I told you to make a move, but I meant for you to flash some of the Immortal Robe’s power, lead your men to kill a few of those Central Yellow Remnants, intimidate Wei Changjiao, and buy us some time!’

’But you went up there, showed your entire hand, and got sent flying by a single punch! How are we supposed to win now?’

’And to think I actually believed you could do it! I was ready to bet everything on our own man. I was even wondering if I’d been too harsh, ordering you around all the time, and was considering treating you with the reverence you deserved...’

’No one believed in you, and it turns out you really are useless.’

Facing his young master’s questioning gaze, Old Liang seemed to deflate like a punctured ball.

His aged eyes were filled with fear as he stared at the young man. This youth, with a long knife scar across his forehead, had shattered the Three Limits and wore the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, his aura immense even in the heart of the icy winter.

Instead of joining the slaughter, Wei Changjiao simply stood there, quietly absorbing the overflowing Incense and Candlelight from the manifesting divinity above. His aura climbed higher and higher; he was on the verge of opening his Qi Sea and achieving the rank of Grandmaster.

He could only mutter inwardly, wanting to cry but having no tears:

’It’s not that, Master Jiu. You’re the one with real guts. Demons run rampant, Divine Beings cast their glamours, the county’s people are in open revolt... and in a situation like this, you’re still managing to hold things together.’

’The atmosphere was so intense, you even managed to stir up this old man’s Qi and Blood, which has been dormant for so many years!’

’Damn it all! I saw this remnant leader hadn’t reached the level of a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster yet. We were both at the Power Barrier, so I thought, how much weaker could I be? At the very least... I could intimidate him a little!’

’But with that one exchange, I’ve lost every last shred of my dignity!’

’After this whole mess is over, I hope the master doesn’t dock my pay again...’

Originally, Elder Liang’s opinion of his young master—a pampered boy who’d complain for ages that ’the weather’s too cold’ or ’the water’s too chilly’—had completely changed.

He had been ready to risk it all, to show the boy that even at seventy or eighty years old, he was still a master who had achieved Great Success in Three Refinements.

Except, he hadn’t even lasted a few breaths.

Now, as Elder Liang looked at Wei Changjiao again...

especially when he saw the figure materializing above Wei Changjiao’s head: a Dharma Guardian General, clad in Cloud-draped Dragon Azure Gold Armor and holding a Jade Mace. As Wei Changjiao held the Divine Shrine aloft, the Incense and Candlelight of the people’s faith gathered, making the figure more and more corporeal.

...so much so that its divine eyes now held a spark of intelligence and were gazing off toward the west...

...his confidence completely evaporated:

’But Master Jiu... you may have guts, but this old man truly cannot win!’

Elder Liang was utterly dejected. He thought to himself that his reputation was beyond saving. The manifestation of the divine being was now a reality.

According to the records, even an ordinary Qi Cultivation Grandmaster would have a hard time subduing such a being.

The only option now, if he wanted to preserve his comfortable future...

...was to forcibly grab Lord Zhao the County Magistrate—who was putting on a ’fight to the death, never retreat’ act and vowing to die loyally for the Great Xuan—and simply run for it.

A sharp glint flashed in Old Liang’s eyes. He stealthily reached out and touched the arm of Zhao Jiu. The young master was forcing a calm expression, but his forehead was beaded with cold sweat, and his legs were shaking.

He was getting ready to bolt the second things went south, flaring his Blood Marrow for a burst of speed!

But before he could make his move,

he saw a volley of Profound Secret Heavy Arrows darken the sky like a flock of crows outside the Inner Street. Accompanied by a series of thunderous BANGS, the arrows shot past him before he could react, flying with unerring precision toward the leading members of the Central Yellow Sect!

SQUELCH, SQUELCH!

Before the blood-crazed Central Yellow Sect Members could even react...

The arrows pierced their heads one after another, like skewering gourds, causing them to burst like sacs of thick, viscous blood!

As the world went dark for these disciples, a series of agonized screams rang out in succession!

Half a street away,

Ji Xiu leaped onto an eave. He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, firing in a continuous, rapid stream that sent the Central Yellow Sect forces reeling in chaos.

This caused the rioting townsfolk following them to freeze in sudden terror.

And then!

Ji Xiu took a breath, stirring his Martial Arts Qi and Blood. Channeling the power of his Mercury Blood Silver Marrow—an attainment that had shattered the Extreme Realm—he unleashed a shout like the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, a roar that shook the long street for miles!

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