Nine Yang Sword Saint - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Celestial Red Sea, The Edge Of The World！

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“When you arrived at the Burial Land, did you notice that the weeds were very tall? Those are the blood thorns, and they only grow three inches per year. Currently, they are around a foot tall. In other words, it has already been close to a hundred years since a large-scale battle had taken place in the East Parting Grassland. Over hundreds of years ago, there would be a Half-Human Race war every ten years or so. In these hundred years, the Half-Human Race’s population had increased close to ten times. And all of this was due to the merit of that Spiritual Master.”

 “Why? Because he’s very strong?” Yang Dingtian inquired.

 “Nope. It’s because he’s very noble and righteous. Over the hundred years, he was already a god who couldn’t be defied in most of the Half-Human Race’s hearts. He was already a religious totem to countless of Half-Human Races.” Zhuri Beila replied.

 Yang Dingtian was astonished. Unexpectedly, there was such a person in this thousand miles East Parting Grassland. In the human continent, there was such a person who held the same position as him, that was the Sect Patriarch of Hidden Sect. Although he hadn’t appeared for the past 200 years, he was still the indisputable leader of humanity.

 “What’s his name?” Yang Dingtian inquired.

 “Not sure. But everyone addressed him as Sage. No one has seen his appearance. They don’t even know his gender or race. Eight years ago, during the Half-Human Chieftain Conference, I had merely heard his voice. Rather, it couldn’t be counted as a voice because what he said resounded within your heart and not the ears. Therefore, his voice sounded like the voice you were thinking of at that moment.” Zhuri Beila continued, “Therefore, if a person could awaken Dongfang Bingling using the spiritual energy, I believe only the Sage can do it; The Spiritual Master of East Parting Grassland.”

 Instantly, Yang Dingtian felt that this Sage was extremely mysterious and formidable.

 “If so, where is his residence?” Yang Dingtian inquired.

 “At the extreme north of East Parting Grassland. The Celestial Red Sea above the Thousand Meter seabed. It is also named as the Dead Sea, and his temple floated above the seawater as it drifted along with the waves. His temple could appear at any location along the Thousand Meter Dead Sea. Furthermore, he might not even be in the temple even after you had located it.” Zhuri Beila replied, “Countless worshippers had traveled a great distance to the Dead Sea and searched for his trace, and a lot of them had entered his temple. However, they didn’t manage to find any traces of him. Therefore, he would only appear when he wishes to.”

 Yang Dingtian inhaled a deep breath of air. This Sage was truly too mysterious. He had no idea what was going to happen if he were to look for him in the Dead Sea.

 However, this Sage appeared to be the only one who could help Dongfang Bingling.

 Subsequently, Yang Dingtian recalled his master, Dongfang Niemie. He inquired, “If the shattered divine senses are gradually withering away, would he be able to let the divine senses continue living?”

 This was Yang Dingtian’s rancor. According to his master, his master’s divine consciousness would only be able to live within Yang Dingtian’s mind for a few years. Previously, after he had been assaulted by the ruthless sword spirit, his time of existence had grown even shorter, and Yang Dingtian didn’t wish to let his master’s divine consciousness be annihilated. But in fact, recently, the times he had communicated with his master had gotten lesser because every time they communicated, it would consume his master’s sparse spiritual energy.

 “I think that he’s close to being omnipotent within the spiritual domain.” Zhuri Beila replied.

 “I understand. I shall make a journey down to the Dead Sea and search for Sage’s temple.” Yang Dingtian replied with determination.

 Zhuri Beila continued, “I wouldn’t stop you if you wish to go over there. However, I would advise you not to have too much hope. Furthermore, he’s too mysterious and formidable. After all, he was the Spiritual Master of the Half-Human Race. I can only say this much.”

 Yang Dingtian replied, “I understand. Thank you for your advice.”

 “Then you can have a rest first. I’m going to cultivate my mystic qi and will help you prepare everything you need for the journey to the Dead Sea.” Zhuri Beila narrated.

 Before he left, Xiangxiang Beila spoke out suddenly, “Big brother Shen lang, you clearly knew that Ge Lu and Leiming were colluding with each other. Why did you kill Leiming, but let Ge Lu off?”

 She finally couldn’t resist the urge to inquire about it.

 Yang Dingtian commented, “Because he’s extremely formidable. Before your father had fully recovered, none of us would be his match.”

 “Oh, so it’s like that.” Xiangxiang Beila replied.

 Xiangxiang Beila stayed behind after Zhuri Beila had left. She helped Yang Dingtian tidy his bed and prepared another set of clean clothes for him.

 She still didn’t wish to leave after she had tidied everything as if she wanted to say something but had no idea where to start.

 All of a sudden, her gaze fell onto the unconscious Dongfang Bingling. When Xiangxiang Beila saw Dongfang Bingling’s dress had a stain mark, she couldn’t help but be startled, “She, she’s…?”

 Yang Dingtian nodded his head helplessly, “Yes.”

 Subsequently, he poured a basin of clean water and was about to help Dongfang Bingling shower and change her clothes.

 Xiangxiang Beila flushed in shyness, “Big brother Shen, do you need my help to help her shower and change her clothes? I’m a female and it is more convenient for me to do it.”

 Yang Dingtian shook his head helplessly, “Of course, it’s more convenient for you. But I will still do it.”

 Xiangxiang Beila’s face was flushed in redness, “Why? Because she’s very pretty, and you wish to get close to her?”

 She clearly knew that she shouldn’t phrase it this way. However, she couldn’t stop herself.

 Yang Dingtian replied, “The reason why I don’t want you to do it was because I’m afraid that she will come over and kill you after she learns of it when she wakes up. This woman is extremely arrogant. This kind of thing was a massive humiliation to her. Once she learns this, her first thought will be to kill off those who knew and participated in this matter.”

 “Oh. Then, you shall do it.” Xiangxiang Beila ran out with her reddish face and ears.

 Hence, Yang Dingtian wiped Dongfang Bingling clean and helped her change into another set of clothing bitterly.

 He used his mystic qi to dry it after washing the dress. Subsequently, he let her consume a healing elixir before feeding her water.

 He still needed to use both his hand and massage every inch of her body. Since she couldn’t move, Yang Dingtian was afraid that her muscles would shrink. Of course, such a thing would never happen since her mystic qi was extremely strong. However, Yang Dingtian still continued to give her a full body massage every day, just in case.

 Of course, this matter did not have any relation to taking advantage of her.

 After the massage, Yang Dingtian placed her on the bed before lying beside her. This wasn’t because he wanted to take advantage of her. Rather, it was so that he would be able to protect her immediately if something were to happen.

 In fact, Yang Dingtian didn’t even touch her body during sleep, let alone taking advantage of her.

 ***

 On the next morning, Yang Dingtian returned to his high priest Na Lu looks and rode the mount Zhuri Beila had prepared for him as he left the castle and headed towards the Dead Sea. He was going to search for the Spiritual Master of East Parting Grassland, the Sage.

 Zhuri Beila and Xiangxiang Beila came over to send him off, as they had personally sent him out of the Foxman Race territory.

 The mount Zhuri Beila gifted him was extremely strong. Its speed was fast, and it was able to travel for thousands of miles without any problem. It was a lot more vigorous than those horses humanity used.

 “Alright. I can only accompany you to this point.” Zhuri Beila spoke out.

 “Many thanks for accompanying me to this point. You guys can head back.” Yang Dingtian replied, “Originally, I shouldn’t be saying too much on Yin Tianchong’s conspiracy. However, I feel that according to the current situation, it’s better for you to act as if you knew nothing. Don’t get into a conflict with the faction behind Yin Tianchong. Just need to be careful and on guard.”

 “Be at ease. I know what to do.” Zhuri Beila smiled. Subsequently, he turned around and left while he urged his mount to move.

 Meanwhile, Xiangxiang Beila didn’t leave. Rather, she advanced a few steps and alighted from her mount.

 “Big brother Shen, I have a few sentences I wish to tell you.” Xiangxiang Beila waved her hands at Yang Dingtian.

 Yang Dingtian had also alighted from his mount.

 Xiangxiang Beila arrived before Yang Dingtian and spoke, “My dad got me to tell you that the fusion of blood between the Half-Human Race and Human Race will start with the both of us. Once you return from the Dead Sea and before you return to the human continent, make a trip to my house regardless of whether you had managed to awaken Dongfang Bingling.”

 After she spoke, Xiangxiang Beila remounted her mount and fled in the other direction quickly as she chased after her father.

 Yang Dingtian smiled helplessly as he looked at the disappearing Xiangxiang Beila’s charming silhouette. Subsequently, he leaped onto his mount and hugged Dongfang Bingling in front of him as he galloped towards the Northern Dead Sea at high speed.

 ***

 Subsequently, for the following days, Yang Dingtian would travel for a thousand miles every day.

 Because of his high priest dressing, he didn’t encounter any troubles even though he passed by a lot of Half-Human Race’s territory as the high priest was equivalent to Sage’s disciple within the East Parting Grassland. Regardless of the race, no one would dare to offend them. And they would even receive a lot of respect and worshipping from a lot of races.

 In this journey, Yang Dingtian had deepened his understanding of Sage as he grew more and more shocked over time.

 This omnipotent Spiritual Master had also become more and more mysterious and formidable in his eyes.

 Perhaps, the prowess of this Sage had already exceeded every expert of the human continent.

 He had also understood that this Sage was like a God in this East Parting Grassland.

 The Celestial Red Sea, or the Dead Sea, was about 8,000 miles away from the Foxman Race’s territory. Yang Dingtian had spent eight days to complete this 8,000 miles journey.

 During the eight days, Yang Dingtian would have to wipe Dongfang Bingling clean and change her clothes three times a day. Every day, he would need to feed her an elixir twice, water five times and also give her a massage.

 It can be said that Yang Dingtian had never once taken care of anyone so attentively. He didn’t even do it for Yanyan. Meanwhile, Dongfang Bingling was clearly his enemy. Yet, he needed to take care of her meticulously like an infant. Therefore, Yang Dingtian felt that his fate was playing a trick on him.

 ***

 On the ninth day, Yang Dingtian had finally reached his destination, the Celestial Red Sea.

 Yang Dingtian was shocked when he looked at the scenery before him.