Divine Brilliance - Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Sword out with a Thought

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The peace of the Cloud World only lasted for a hundred years before they started to ostracize those who had merged with beast blood, seeing them as not human.

They either hunted them down or captured them to make them slaves. Only when the Monster race became independent, standing alone as a race, did the situation turn for the better.

However their situation only changed slightly. There were still many human race cities who hunted Monster race people. From the end of the Cloud Desolate Era to the beginning of God Emperor era, in these short ten thousand years, the monster race went from seven hundred seventy-four races down to four hundred and twenty-three.

Over three hundred species were hunted to extinction during those ten thousand years. The remaining Monster race people were looked at with disdain and treated no different from beasts. In those ten thousand years, the Monster race people that died at the hands of humans could be counted in the hundreds of millions.

How would Chuxue not be furious about it?

Along this journey he used his identity as Monster King Prince, with Gantian Mountain to protect him. Even if the human race despised him, they didn’t dare to show disrespect, so he wouldn’t feel that discrimination.

Only now did he deeply feel the kind of bias and animosity lingering among the humans, as well as the sadness and helplessness of the Monster race. They were like trapped beasts with no way out.

If ten thousand years ago, when the human race experts who merged with the blood of god beasts to fight back knew that their descendants would face such treatment, who knows what they would think?

Would they still sacrifice themselves and merge with the blood of the god beasts to save others? Would they still go all out against the beasts and foreign races, so their children would be scolded as animals, humiliated, and hunted down?

A depressed filling gathering within his chest, Zong Shou sighed helplessly, rolling his eyes as he looked upwards, his mind wandering off.

In his last life he was from the human race and when he occasionally looked at the history books, he would feel sad for the Monster race. However, at most he would just pity them, not thinking about trying to seek justice for them.

However his current identity was a half-Monster, the Prince of Gantian Mountain, the master of millions of Monster race people.

Just a hundred and fifty years from now, the Monster race in the Cloud World would be close to extinction…

He didn’t have the heart to turn the tides of the Cloud World and seek justice for the Monster race. However at that time, how would he be able to avoid what’s coming?

Speaking of which, this Dou Lingzhen was truly vicious towards his own people, needless to say how he treated the Monster race.

They say that the monster race was cruel and bloodthirsty. But this Fenghua City Lord Dou Lingzhen was no better, he was worse than an animal…

“Wipe them out?” That Mingjue shook his head, pouting in disdain. “If they are wiped out, where would my Demon Flag Sect get such good blood spirit ingredients? Twenty percent of the techniques of demon sects need the god beast bloodlines of the Monster race. Don’t let my teacher hear your words, or he will scold you.”

“So that’s the case!” Dou Lingzhen didn’t feel awkward, and after smiling, his face changed. “Speaking of the Monster race, I thought of a funny matter! Just yesterday a Xiantian Master came up to my door and handed over many Beast crystals, some of which were Grade Five. He said that he came under orders from Gantian Mountain Monster Prince to ask me to buy grain to let the refugees live. Mr Mingjue, isn’t that funny? Does his brain have a problem? I was worried about not having enough to pay the army, now someone is giving me free money. Unfortunately that Shi Lianhai also obtained some beast crystals and went to send people to purchase grain from nearby cities. So I can’t go too far, after all these refugees are disgusting, but they do have some use…”

His tone was filled with mocking. Zong Shou was just looking upwards, acting like he didn’t hear anything as he sat quietly.

On the other hand, Mingjue’s brow furrowed, revealing a wary expression. “Gantian Mountain Prince? Isn’t that Zong Weiran’s son, the legendary Dual Meridian Body Zong Shou?”

“Yes, that trash!” Dou Lingzhen nodded his head, his eyes revealing a dark and vicious expression, “Is Mr Mingjue interested in doing this business with me? Since this person can take out so many beast crystals he should have many on him. After that we can blame Shi Lianhai for it. Even if things get leaked, you have your sect to protect you, while I can join Yunxia Mountain or Blazing Flame Mountain. No matter how strong Gantian Mountain is they can’t do anything about you and I!”

When he heard that, Zong Shou couldn’t help but grin, thinking that this Dou Lingzhen was a scheming and vicious person. He really has no character, before this he was scolding the Monster race, and now he wanted protection from them. Chuxue was so furious she nearly blew up, her right hand pressing on her sword, her beautiful eyes filled with killing intent. She wanted to jump down and chop that Dou Lingzhen into a million pieces.

Mingjue was evidently interested, after taking a deep breath he shook his head, “This matter is too complicated, let’s discuss it in the future! To make this matter flawless, we have to make some preparations…”

The bloody light in his hand had spun for close to ten minutes and still didn’t point in any direction, slowly turning dimmer and dimmer. When it finally dissipated, it gave out a soft popping sound. Numerous bloody specks fell in all directions. The burning Monster race corpses all collapsed and turned into dust.

Mingjue scoffed slightly, his face really ugly, like he had used up a lot of his vital energy.

He didn’t mind, his claws once again shooting out from his sleeves as he grabbed a demon fox race teen and brought him forward.

He ripped apart her clothes and viciously bit her neck. His two hands also roved on her body. The girl struggled, and Mingjue was excited, the color of his face slowly returning to normal.

The surrounding people including Dou Lingzhen acted like they didn’t see anything, turning their eyes away.

Seeing that demon fox race girl’s body turning white at a visible rate, Chuxue felt pained.

She wanted to pull out her sword, but resisted the urge. She could only close her eyes, biting her lips as blood seeped out. She wanted to save the girl, but she knew that if she did something stupid it would drag down her Young Master and herself. All she could do was close her eyes.

Zong Shou laughed without making a sound. The three stone puppets released their limbs at the same time, falling to the ground.

A black sword glow mixed in the dust and sand stabbed towards where that Mingjue was at.

Dou Lingzhen’s humiliation and words was something he didn’t care about. The two of them scheming for his money was something he couldn’t bother with.

However, this was something he couldn’t sit still and ignore!

He didn’t know any big theories and ideals, he also didn’t care about his life or death. He only knew that he needed to attack now!

Pulling the sword just as he thought about it, killing because he was angry, what reason did he need to have? No pity, no anger, just because he felt like he wanted to see blood.

In a blink of an eye that sword glow arrived in front of that Mingjue. Dou Lingzhen was astonished, using a fist to grab at the sword.

“Where did you come from?” He hollered, soil and sand falling at the power of his voice.

The impact of the sound wave also caused the Black Wave Sword to slow down. Dou Lingzhen’s hands surged out a huge amount of earth yellow internal energy, like a giant claw to smack at the sword.

However just as it was about to hit, the black sword turned illusionary as it was destroyed. At the same time another black flying sword appeared thirty feet away.

Dou Lingzhen’s eyes contracted, that giant claw stretching out once more to smack, only to see the sword turn and easily avoid it.

However with that short moment of time wasted, Mingjue had reacted, tossing the demon fox girl to the side while he retreated frantically. Numerous talismans flew out from his sleeves, spent like they were free.

That black word seemed to make a nimble turn, going around that naked girl. The sword glow became illusionary, either avoiding or forcefully going through, it seemed like it was sentient as it stabbed sharply and swiftly at him.

Near him there was one Martial Ancestor and two Xiantian Masters, but there was no one who could help him.

Mingjue unwillingly exclaimed, tossing out a golden pill. Just as the sword light was about to hit his body, a layer of gold layer exploded out.

However before that golden glow covered his entire body, that black sword had already slashed down, chopping off his left hand!

Blood spurted out and a loud scream resonated in the tunnel.

Dou Lingzhen’s face instantly turned green, he whirled around to look at that sword light. Killing intent rose in his eyes, “Who are you? You dare to hide here and ambush us?”

The Mythic Masters all pulled out their bows, arming them towards where the grey dust spread, their gazes sharp. Mingjue, who had an arm chopped off had an aggrieved and enraged expression.

Zong Shou sighed, he knew that the geography of the hole was bad for him. To be shot at by dozens of arrows, no matter how strong he was, it would be tough.

Furthermore his cultivation was average and wasn’t even at Xiantian. Among this group there was even a person whom Li Yaling was weaker than – a Martial Ancestor expert!

Scoffing as he mocked himself, Zong Shou stepped out from the dust, his hand holding onto the Lightning Tooth Sword, expressionlessly looking forwards. In the depth of his eyes one could see the hesitation.

The battle today, his chances of winning weren’t high. Even if he could win, it would be a tough one. He would be fine, but Chuxue would most probably be heavily injured.

His only chance of winning completely would be to use the sword that he had sealed for ten years, the Styx River Death Sword…