The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 158 Saint King

"Holy Son, I'm so glad to see that you are alright. The Holy Land has been worried about you for a long time."

On the deck, an equally familiar face came over. It was the saintly innkeeper who was inseparable from the saint.

"I didn't introduce myself to you properly last time. My name is Hua Jing, so you can just call me Lao Jing from now on. And...

The great uncle just mentioned is called Hua Xun, he is an ancient sword cultivator, a very powerful figure in the realm of great saints, he almost broke into the realm of quasi-emperor in his early years, and he is one of the three great masters in our holy land now. "

This great uncle is usually very serious, but he seemed to be quite nice to you just now. You should seize this opportunity. If you can become his disciple, your path will be visibly brighter."

Old Jing smiled and gave Zhang Huan advice. This great uncle had no children, and there were many people who wanted to become his disciples.

Once one becomes a direct disciple, his status and position will be higher than that of a single Holy Son. He will almost certainly become the highest level in the holy land, with power and authority at his fingertips.

"Haha, if we really talk about it, it's not certain who worships whom."

Zhang Huan laughed, and then sensed that Lao Jing had a somewhat frivolous aura, which was different from the last time they met.

"Master Jing, have you achieved a breakthrough to the Saint King? I can see that your aura is not restrained enough. Is it because you haven't yet completely consolidated your breakthrough to the Saint King?"

Zhang Huan saw through his strengths and weaknesses at a glance.

"Hmm? How did you know that? I have wasted many years trying to get over that hurdle, but my trip to the Ghost Realm a few months ago unexpectedly gave me an idea.

After returning, I immediately closed myself up, and with the help of the Holy Land, I successfully broke through to the level of Saint King not long ago, and luckily survived the thunder tribulation, but I haven’t settled down yet, so my aura is sometimes weak. "

Thinking of the thunder tribulation of breaking through the Saint King, even though he has lived for many years, Old Jing is still terrified. The fear of facing the punishment of heaven and earth is engraved deep in his soul.

"If there is no great opportunity, the Sage King would be my ultimate limit. I barely survived the thunder tribulation and almost died. I don't covet the next level."

Old Jing sighed. Although he had taken a step forward and broke through to the Saint King level, his potential had been exhausted and it was difficult for him to look forward to the next great realm.

"But speaking of which, Holy Son, your cultivation..."

The more Jing Lao looked at it, the more puzzled he felt. He had not looked carefully when he first came here, but now...
"Saint Saint? Ah this, peak Saint?!"

He was like a frightened bird, his face changed color immediately. He rubbed his eyes hard to make sure that the breath in his eyes was correct.

"Peak of Saint? It took me many years of practice to reach this level, and you went straight from a semi-saint to the peak of Saint in just one trip to Zhongzhou?"

Mr. Jing suddenly felt that it was a bit difficult to breathe, as if there was something stuck in his throat, and he was almost fainted from anger.

It's only been a few months? The boy in front of him has made a sudden leap in realm and has been promoted to the ninth level. This has made others know how to survive.

"Your aura is so strong, it doesn't look like it was forcibly enhanced by some evil method. This is strange. Could it be that you are the legendary one-in-a-million genius?"

No, even a genius who has been practicing since the womb doesn't have this ability. This is a monster among monsters, a person who breaks the rules.

"Ah, peak saint? I just reached the eighth level of sainthood."

Hua Ling covered her mouth in surprise and seemed shocked. It would be problematic for a normal person not to be shocked when hearing about Zhang Huan's promotion speed.

"You have to admit that you are old. The future is promising. What you two will achieve in the future will definitely be amazing. You will be much better than me."

There was a hint of relief in his eyes. He believed that it would be worth his life to live for thousands of years to watch these young people reach the top in the future.

Especially regarding the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, he had absolute confidence that even in the midst of a great struggle, these two people would be able to stand out among the stars, and each one was more enchanting than the other.

"It was just a little adventure, Master Jing, you have taken good care of me since we met in the Northern Territory."

Although he had the idea of ​​bringing him into the holy land, apart from this he had made a lot of efforts along the way and was sincerely helping Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan took out a jade box, inside of which was a dazzling precious medicine, which was specially used to treat exhausted potential. It was a guaranteed medicine and a rare treasure in the outside world.

"A gift for meeting you? Mine, I want one too."

Hua Ling's eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around him and acted coquettishly.

Seeing this, Zhang Huan took out another herb, but it was rejected for a strange reason: she thought it was ugly and wanted something more shiny.

I can only say that it is worthy of a girl's heart. This king of medicine is much more valuable than any rare gem.

He found another piece of blood-wind stone. It was bright blood-colored and had real wind swirling around it. It was considered a good material for refining weapons.

However, its value cannot compare to the time when Zhang Huan plundered her.

"This is great. I haven't collected it yet. I'm giving it to you as a return gift. It's an extra piece of Immortal Heavenly Stone that I collected in the past. Please keep it well."

She happily changed a stone and handed a white crystal stone emitting fairy light to Zhang Huan.

'Xiantian Stone, mainly for viewing, is as rare as Xianlinglong.'

Zhang Huan was mumbling, what kind of strength does this girl have? To give such things to others, does she have some hidden background?
Seeing that Old Jing looked accustomed to it, it seemed that he was closely related to the Taihao Holy Land.

He was hesitating at the moment, feeling uncomfortable accepting such a huge gift. Zhang Huan told him to keep it and vaguely said that he still had a lot on him.

If the exact number is given, it would be terrifying. He only said that there is an ancient secret place in Zhongzhou where there are several medicinal king plants that have not yet withered.
For a genius, it is normal to encounter some opportunities. Old Jing was convinced and solemnly accepted it.

Afterwards, Hua Ling led Zhang Huan to find a room to rest for a while. Soon they would go to the headquarters where someone would receive them and talk about it after they settled down.

The spirit boat was travelling at a very high speed. Within a few sticks of incense, Zhang Huan and his companions arrived at the headquarters of the holy land in Zhongzhou. There were countless people welcoming them in this place as big as a county.

Outside the headquarters, there was a huge crowd of people eagerly waiting. It was a dark sea that stretched for miles. The scene was very grand.

"We respectfully welcome the envoys from the Holy Land to come for inspection."

When the spirit boat landed, a great sage who was in charge of the headquarters came forward to greet them. Zhang Huan also walked out with the team, standing side by side with the saint girl, just behind the sword master.

"Hey, who is that? Why haven't I seen him in the Holy Land?"

"How can a man like him be so close to the saint? No."

Within this department, one spiritual consciousness after another was communicating secretly, and 90% of the content was related to Zhang Huan.

The Sword Master suddenly stopped and announced: "This boy is the current Holy Son of Taihao Holy Land. I am announcing this today."

Zhang Huan seemed to hear rows of heart-breaking sounds.

After finishing the script at the headquarters, he did not go out for the next few days. Occasionally, he would stroll in the streets of the headquarters' market with the saint girl who came to him on her own initiative.

On this day, spies from a divine organization tried to approach, but were all eliminated by Zhang Huan in secret.

When he was about to turn around, a charming woman in luxurious clothes passed by him. Her body went limp and she fell towards Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan was quick to pull Hua Ling back behind the others.

The woman fell to the ground and cried out in pain, covering her fair ankle as if she was injured. She was reluctant to get up, but instead looked at Zhang Huan with seductive and resentful eyes.

"What a goblin, still pretending."

Zhang Huan secretly complained that this woman looked exactly like the courtesan he saw in Yudie Pavilion that day. He wanted to use this method to get close to the saint, but he had already seen through her.

"Hey, Zhang Huan, she looks so helpless and no one is with her. Why don't we help her?"

Hua Ling looked at Zhang Huan with her beautiful eyes, feeling very sympathetic towards the noble girl who had fallen to the ground, and was not aware of this clumsy little trick at all.

Zhang Huan rubbed his temples and sighed at her naivety.

"How much divine power do you have?"

"Ah, maybe a little over 700,000."

"Then it's better not to help her. People like this who deliberately fall down in front of you are mostly blackmailing you. If you help her up, you will be blackmailed for at least several million kilograms of divine energy!"

"Not only that, all the treasures on her body will be looted. Even the Great Sage would not be able to pay her back. Let's take another route and avoid being targeted by her."

Zhang Huan pulled the confused Hua Ling away. The woman lying on the ground behind him had a dark face and eyes full of dissatisfaction. She gritted her teeth to suppress her emotions, and the corners of her clothes were torn by her nails.

He actually accused her of blackmailing people. How could this be so absurd that she almost couldn't help but explode. How could she, who was top-notch in every aspect, be interested in such a small amount of divine power?
How dare he slander her like this? If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to get close to the saint Hua Ling, she would have slapped to death this fool who desecrated her dignity.

Zhang Huan walked to another street and smiled. This woman must be very angry and she will not be at peace for the next few days.

After this failure, she was not seen for the next few days. Perhaps she realized that as long as Zhang Huan was around, she would have no chance of success.

It’s time to pack up and go back to Taihao Holy Land. It’s Zhang Huan’s first time there.

The clone has already made all the arrangements, saying that he has completed the mission and has returned to the Northern Territory.

If you think about the rest carefully, there is nothing worth paying attention to. We have Tianxu in the Divine Organization and Baiqi in the Kunlun survivors. That is enough.

Zhang Huan plans to go undercover in the upper echelons of Tianxu and Baiqi, and have them provide him with a steady stream of inside information and act as matchmakers, in the hope that they will be promoted to the top boss.

The spirit shuttle started, bringing new and old faces back to the holy land. Zhang Huan and the saint sat side by side on the bow, gazing up at the sky and earth, unknowingly getting farther and farther away from Kunlun.

With the spirit shuttle running at full capacity, it would only take less than a day to return to Taihao Holy Land. During this time, Zhang Huan was preparing to break through to the Saint King. He had already accumulated enough knowledge and had a very solid foundation.

Before the night fell, the Taihao Holy Land could already be seen in the void. It was located on a spiritual ocean and consisted of countless floating islands with a graceful spiritual aura.

There are portals on each piece, and there are interconnected spells. Some of the outer islands are covered with spiritual plants and precious medicines, and some are ores and iron essences. Each has its own use and is the location of the holy land's resources.

There is a super-large island in the center, with mountains, rivers, lakes and thousands of magical waterfalls pouring down.

There was no sun or moon on the island, and the dome was a starry sky. Someone used great magical powers to tear apart the clouds and propped it up high.

This island is the farthest from the ocean, and human figures and buildings are clearly visible. Most of the buildings in the holy land are built here.

As they were about to enter the holy land, Zhang Huan woke up from his enlightenment. The magic power in his body began to surge, increasing several times in an instant, and his aura could no longer be concealed.

"This, this is?"

Old Jing was frightened by this aura, his face was horrified, how could this aura be so much stronger than him, a mere Saint King?
In front of Zhang Huan, he had the illusion that he was a saint. This, this is not right!

Spiritual energy filled his body like a whirlpool. Zhang Huan opened his eyes and they were full of golden light. He let out a low roar and rushed into the starry sky.

"He is about to break through to become a Saint King. Don't worry about him."

Sword Master landed on the deck and commanded the spirit shuttle to enter the holy land first. He looked in the direction where Zhang Huan left, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

With his body in harmony with all the Daos and blessed by the laws, Zhang Huan raised his hand and exerted a mighty force to survive the thunder tribulation in the starry sky.

A sea of ​​thunder was brewing, and after Zhang Huan swallowed the last bit of thunder, nine human-shaped lightning bolts slowly descended, each one was extremely terrifying.

Zhang Huan actually enjoyed this kind of treatment, so he decided not to pretend anymore. He entered the Divine Forbidden Zone and shattered the nine lightning bolts with a snap of his fingers.

Even if it was the mark of a past enlightened being reproduced by heaven and earth, it was at most a realm that matched Zhang Huan's superficial strength.

It is far from his actual strength.

The nine human-shaped lightning bolts slowly merged together and also entered the divine forbidden area. However, there were still differences among those who entered the divine forbidden area.

As soon as several forbidden secret techniques such as the "Jie Zi Mi" were used, the nine lightning bolts could no longer be restored before Zhang Huan had even struck a few times. Zhang Huan had gotten a glimpse of some of their paths.

Without any more disasters, Zhang Huan successfully became a Saint King and began to improve his small realm as usual.

Entering the realm of Saint King is far from over, Zhang Huan's aura is still soaring, and finally stops at the sixth level. Zhang Huan suppressed two levels and finally stopped at the fourth level of Saint King.

After feeling the holy power filling his body, Zhang Huan let out a long sigh and became a lot stronger.

This time, a lot of the foundation was consumed. The more evil the monsters were, the more resources they consumed. The weird things eaten in the ghost and god realm were almost digested.

However, by then I will be able to replenish my knowledge to the level of a Great Sage and a Quasi-Emperor, and I won't have to worry about not accumulating enough. At this rate, I will not be far from becoming a Great Sage.

"Let's stop here for now, let's go to the Ancient Starry Sky Road. It's time to leave. I will spend several decades cultivating to the peak of the Great Sage and then come back."

Zhang Huan tore through space and moved outside the holy land's magic circle in a thought. From time to time, someone came to guide Zhang Huan and asked him to go to the meeting hall.

As soon as we entered the magnificent temple, we heard a voice of approval. It was a female voice, as sweet as the chirping of a swallow.

"Since ancient times, geniuses have emerged from youth. It is rare to see a youth like you who has reached the fourth level of the Saint King at such a young age."

In the main hall, a gorgeous and lustful woman wearing a holy crown and a golden robe stood in the center. She looked no more than twenty years old.

"This is the current Holy Lord of the Holy Land. She has achieved great accomplishments and is kind-hearted. She raised Hua Ling and loves her like a foster mother."

Elder Jing, who was guarding the gate, sent a reminder through voice transmission.

Zhang Huan simply bowed and called out "Holy Lord". Considering his status as the Son of God, this was polite.

A wave spread out from her side, and the imperial weapon Hetu Luoshu enshrined in the Taihao Holy Land woke up and tore through space.

"Hoho, is Hua Ling back? Huh? You are..."

It was restrained and inconspicuous, circling around Zhang Huan and examining him, as if it wanted to see him thoroughly from the inside out.

(End of this chapter)