Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 375: Chapter 346: Wanjia’s True Identity

Beneath the bright moon, Jinyun Valley fell deathly silent.

All the Tribulation Cultivators stared blankly at Valley Master Chen, who stood in midair with his hands at his sides, not daring to even breathe. In the presence of such a decisive Sword Cultivator, even these hardened scoundrels suppressed all outward emotion.

What’s more, the Spear Master Yan Tianxing, whom everyone had seen as their savior, had been obliterated without a trace. Who would dare to face this Valley Master Chen now?

"All hail the Valley Master!"

A cheer suddenly erupted from within the valley.

This single cry was like a spark igniting a prairie fire, instantly sweeping through the entire valley and spreading to the Market.

"All hail the Valley Master!"

"All hail the Valley Master..."

The sound shot into the heavens, so powerful it even scattered the last of the rain clouds.

What a magnificent achievement!

To have witnessed this battle was one of the greatest honors of a lifetime. Amidst the cheering, everyone felt their blood boil with excitement.

"Tsk... He actually won! This contract won’t be an easy one to claim."

"It’s a good thing we didn’t step into Jinyun Valley, or we would have died here for sure."

"If I went all out, I might have a fifty-fifty chance against this kid... Three hundred thousand Spirit Stones isn’t worth it. Not at all! The bounty on him will have to be raised to at least a million before anyone dares to take it."

"Oh no, he’s looking over here!"

Far away, outside Jinyun Valley.

Several Golden Core and other Major Cultivators watched the scene, their expressions extremely grim.

The bounty was tempting, but the danger was too great. After witnessing their target’s power, they increasingly felt that the paltry sum wasn’t worth risking their lives for.

Spirit Stones are great, but are they worth more than your own life?

Just as they were thinking this, they saw Chen Che’s gaze shift and turn toward them.

"Run—"

The Golden Core cultivators who had witnessed the battle were already scared out of their wits.

With lightning speed, they scattered in all directions.

This small Jinyun Valley had seen the fall of eleven Golden Core cultivators in a single night, including a Mid-stage Golden Core Spear Master. It was more terrifying than the dragon’s lair and tiger’s den of legend. How could they possibly dare to stay any longer?

WHOOSH—

As Escape Lights flared, Meng Qianxun rose to give chase.

"There’s no need to chase them."

Chen Che said lightly.

"But those Tribulation Cultivators..." Meng Qianxun was still hesitant.

"Don’t worry about them. There are plenty of people still here."

They had all fled in every direction; even he would have found it difficult to pursue them. Speaking casually, Chen Che turned his head and finally looked at the remaining Tribulation Cultivators in the valley. His voice carried clearly, without any attempt at concealment. On the spot, one of the Tribulation Cultivators, unable to contain his fear, dropped to his knees with a THUD and stammered:

"Spare me, Valley Master Chen! Spare me! I was wrong! I was blinded by greed, and my Dao heart was momentarily clouded by dust. Please, give me another chance..."

He slammed his head heavily on the ground, making loud THUMPING sounds.

Of course, seeing this, another Tribulation Cultivator felt a surge of desperate courage. He took a step forward and rebuked the Major Cultivator who was begging for mercy:

"We cultivators walk a path against the heavens themselves! Why fear a fight? Why fear death? Besides, he just killed eleven Golden Core cultivators; he must be completely spent. If we all attack together, we might actually have a chance to kill him."

As soon as he said this, the remaining Tribulation Cultivators were indeed incited. Some tightened their grip on their weapons, while others began to circulate their True Essence.

Seeing this, Meng Qianxun’s brow furrowed. Her expression turned cold, and she was about to step forward and personally send them on their way.

But Chen Che raised a hand and looked over casually.

"You are Lin Mobai?"

"It’s rare for Valley Master Chen to know of a small fry like me..."

Lin Mobai cupped his hands slightly, a hint of pride in his tone. "To be able to die at the hands of a Golden Core True Master makes my life worthwhile! We may only be at Foundation Establishment, but we are not lambs to be slaughtered at will."

"A man’s knees are as precious as gold. Since he was willing to kneel and beg me, I am naturally willing to give him a chance to repent."

Chen Che looked at him with a smile that wasn’t a smile.

"As for you, you certainly have courage. You’re not a Golden Core, so you probably don’t understand the methods a Golden Core has. But none of that is necessary. I can just cripple your cultivation first and throw you into the Mortal World..."

Lin Mobai’s expression changed.

A cultivator’s entire reliance is on their Cultivation Realm. If that were truly taken away, it would be a fate far more despairing than death.

The Tribulation Cultivators who had been preparing for a fight to the death instantly saw a path to survival. Without a second thought, they dropped to their knees with a series of THUMPS.

"Valley Master Chen, I was wrong..."

As soon as he finished, another Tribulation Cultivator dropped to his knees and shouted, "Valley Master Chen, I’ll never dare to do it again!"

"Valley Master Chen!" "Valley Master Chen!" "Valley Master Chen!"

One by one, the Tribulation Cultivators scrambled to kneel.

If Chen Che had intended to slaughter them all, they might have put up a desperate fight. But now that he had left them an opening, why would they throw their lives away? The man slaughtered Golden Core cultivators as if they were chickens and dogs. What could they possibly fight him with?

And don’t forget, there was another Golden Core cultivator right next to him!

In just a few breaths of time.

Only Lin Mobai was left standing. His lips trembled as he looked at the kneeling Major Cultivators around him. With a loud BANG, his knees slammed into the ground, and he pressed his head tightly against the dirt.

"Valley Master Chen, I was wrong. From this day forward, I will never dare to be an enemy of Jinyun Valley."

...

...

Kill some, release some, and suppress the rest.

In a single night, the Tribulation Cultivators hidden within Jinyun Valley were all dealt with. Coupled with the vast Divine Abilities Chen Che had displayed, the Loose Cultivators of Jinyun Valley now truly understood what it meant to have a sky above their heads!

"The Valley Master is incredible!"

"Eleven Golden Core cultivators! I heard from Layman Shuilian that the Spear Master, Yan Tianxing, was a major figure in his own right, a highly renowned existence under the jurisdiction of the Star-Picking Sect. But so what? Didn’t he still fall here in our Jinyun Valley?"

In the Valley, a group of disciples had stopped their cultivation and were gathered in the square, discussing amongst themselves. Wang Chen, his face alight with joy, was speaking to the other disciples, while Zhou Lian hugged his knees, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Even though he had witnessed it himself, he never tired of hearing the story.

Just then, a young man happened to walk past.

Wang Chen’s expression changed, and he quickly stood up.

"Chief Tutor, I..."

The other disciples also scrambled to their feet.

Rong Shisan was in charge of teaching the valley’s disciples and was extremely strict. It was currently cultivation time, yet here they were, gossiping. A punishment was surely unavoidable.

Unexpectedly, Rong Shisan just nodded slightly, his tone gentle. "The Valley Master’s Divine Abilities are self-evident, of course. But you must also cultivate diligently. Perhaps one day, you will have the chance to fight alongside the Valley Master."

Scenes like this played out not just within the valley, but throughout the Market as well.

Meng Qianxun merely glanced at the scene before quickly crossing the square. Before her stood the grand and imposing main hall of Jinyun Valley, with its upturned eaves. Ding Fei was leading a group of Stewards in tallying the post-battle spoils, as well as personnel casualties and regional damage.

In the main hall, Chen Che sat on the Lotus Platform, listening to Ding Fei’s report:

"...In total, we have acquired four Tier Three Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts, sixteen Tier Three Low Grade, and five hundred and twelve Tier Two... One thousand seven hundred bottles of Pills, with Tier Three making up the majority. Three to four hundred Cultivation Technique manuals in total, which are still being tallied. The Spirit Stones have been counted; the total is one million and seventy thousand."

"One million and seventy thousand?"

Chen Che opened his eyes. "That’s all?"

Eleven Golden Core True Masters and forty-seven Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

"These Tribulation Cultivators... one job can feed them for three years, but they might not get a job for three years. They spend their Spirit Stones as soon as they get them, and only come out to work when their pockets are empty. Not every Tribulation Cultivator is rolling in wealth."

Meng Qianxun interjected, "If they were truly as rich as a country, who would bother being a Tribulation Cultivator?"

Nearby, Meng Qingxuan, who was massaging Chen Che’s shoulders, quickly poured a cup of Spirit Tea. Ding Fei also hurriedly bowed.

Chen Che shook his head. ’Not necessarily.’

"Additionally, there are one hundred and seventy-two casualties, over seven thousand collapsed houses, and over four hundred damaged shops, accounting for less than ten percent of the entire Market..."

After listening to Ding Fei’s full report, Chen Che finally sat up straight.

"Compensate the families of the dead and wounded, and treat those who are injured. As for the collapsed buildings, they must be rebuilt. For manpower, use those Tribulation Cultivators."

Although he had deliberately guided the battle away from the Market last night, the aftershocks were still unavoidable.

"Yes."

Ding Fei nodded hurriedly, taking note.

Chen Che had indeed spared the Tribulation Cultivators who begged for mercy, but he had confined them and ordered them to rebuild the Market. They could leave once the job was done. For these people, it would be a matter of ten days to half a month at most.

As for the matter of human life, Ding Fei had always felt that Chen Che was very humane. Under any other power, who would care about the lives and deaths of those below them?

One must know that the higher one’s cultivation, the more indifferent one becomes to life. This was no empty saying.

"Are you really going to let those Foundation Establishment Tribulation Cultivators go? Isn’t that letting them off too easily?"

Meng Qianxun asked after a pause.

"This matter is more or less settled. Killing this group serves no purpose. Besides, keeping them alive has a greater deterrent effect than killing them."

Chen Che, however, was unconcerned.

Meng Qianxun nodded. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Chen Che suddenly take out a bracelet. His expression then changed, and she quickly asked, "What is it?"

Chen Che let out a light laugh, a cold glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Wanjia has appeared in Faqian City. His true identity is True Master Duobao of the Primordial Sect..."

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