Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 293: Accept with a smile
Shen Jun said, "I was indeed abrupt just now. I'm a little curious, how come someone of such high status is still in the growth stage?"

"Is there even a question? It must be someone from one of those major families. Otherwise, someone in their prime would be lucky to even get the status of a junior priest after working themselves to the bone their whole life."

Shen Jun's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, saying, "It's probably a powerful family that's no weaker than the Zhao family, otherwise Master Frosthand wouldn't have given it such an important title."

"He is still very strong. Four giants fought against him and all of them were defeated. Without him, I would have died at the hands of the giants long ago."

"That strong? You saw it with your own eyes?"

“Of course. He didn’t use martial arts techniques, only a head-on fighting style, to force the giants back. One of the giants was once ranked over one hundred. I estimate his strength to be around fifty,” said Snow Mountain Rock.

“I can’t miss this opportunity. He could very well be my boss in the future…” Shen Jun said.

“It’s not a possibility, it’s inevitable. I only remembered when I met him that my brother had told me a while ago that Master Frosthand had found a very important person among humans. That person seemed reluctant at first, but was eventually moved by Frosthand’s sincerity and the treasure. It’s very likely that it was him.”

"Let me see if I can smooth things over by asking him what he likes," Shen Jun said.

“He likes precious herbs and even asked us to help him auction off future dragon blood petals.”

"He has that much power?"

“My brother is so strong, but he’s only a junior priest. If he just says a few bad things to Master Frosthand, we’ll definitely be exiled. Even if my brother intervenes, it won’t make a difference. If this matter is handled well, both my brother and I will benefit.”

Shen Jun remained silent for a long time, then sighed and cursed inwardly, "As expected, you have to be mindful of social niceties no matter where you go."

He took out the only medicinal fruit he had obtained here from his magic bag and walked back to Zhou Leng's side with Snow Mountain Rock.

"Your Excellency High Priest, I apologize for my rudeness just now. I did not mean to offend you, but after seeing your majestic figure, I couldn't help but want to get to know you. This is the only medicinal fruit I obtained on the battlefield of youth. Please accept it as my compensation."

Zhou Leng looked at Shen Jun's hands, which held a green fruit with spots all over its surface.

According to the information on Azure Flame, Green Spotted Fruit can enhance muscles and strengthen the body.

“Not bad.” Zhou Leng picked up the green fruit, glanced at it briefly, and put it into his magic pouch.

Shen Jun secretly observed and saw that Zhou Leng's waist was covered by a dragon skin magic spirit bag unique to the dragon race, and he immediately felt a sense of fear.

Those who can afford such high-level magic bags either come from extraordinary families or are the result of slaying dragons, especially powerful ones; they are not to be trifled with.

Zhou Leng said to Snow Mountain Rock, "After becoming an Innate Realm cultivator, I will go to headquarters to complete all the rituals. Tell me what I need to pay attention to. That old guy Frost Hand is always on the go; we only see him a few times a year."

“Okay, let me tell you…” Snow Mountain Rock slowly explained.

The Ice and Snow Cult members and Shen Jun, who were standing nearby, were pondering the term "old guy."

"...That's roughly it... It's said that a group of dragons will join our sect, it's an agreement between Master Frosthand and Queen Crimson Eyes."

"Will that sleazy Emerald Wing join us too?"

“It must be him. His behavior… is indeed unusual.” Snow Mountain Rock dared not speak ill of Emerald Wings behind their backs.

Hearing that Zhou Leng was so familiar with Frosthands' subordinates, everyone had no more doubts.

Shen Jun had no idea who the Emerald Wings were. Hearing them talking so confidently, he had no doubts and was only thinking about how to curry favor with the Ice and Snow Cult.

All members of the Demon Worshippers firmly believe that humanity on Earth is doomed, and victory belongs to the Demon Alliance.

Once victorious, the Worshiping Demons Cult's influence will diminish, leaving it in an awkward position. Unless it aligns itself with a powerful force, it will inevitably be suppressed.

The Ice and Snow Cult holds a very high position within the Demon Worship Cult, because the Ice and Snow Cult is not only a major force in the Demon Spirit World, but also has a close relationship with the Demon Lord, the Pale Queen.

Shen Jun's teacher is the Light of Redemption, a martial arts master, who even has to bow down to the Frosty Hand.

The two are not much different in strength, but their status is very different.

Aiden, the mad prince of House Trupp, was always acting crazy, but he was like a sedative in front of Frosthand.

As Zhou Leng and Xue Shan Zhi Yan were chatting, a group of demons approached, and a magma bone demon walked towards Shen Jun.

The monster's entire body was skeletal, with the flesh inside replaced by magma; it stood three meters tall.

Magma Bone Demons are high-level demons, rare in number, and once they reach adulthood, they will inevitably advance to the Innate Realm.

"Shen Jun, I heard you got a Green Spotted Fruit, let me see it." The Magma Bone Demon walked over with a smile.

Shen Jun's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Zhou Leng and gritted his teeth, saying, "Lord Lava Fire, I've finished mine. If there's another one, I'll definitely save it to offer to you."

"Bullshit! I just heard you were saving it to exchange for a potion, and you ate it in such a short time? I won't take yours for nothing, I'll trade this to you."

After finishing speaking, Lavafire took out a flame crystal and threw it at Shen Jun's feet.

Flame Crystals aren't cheap; they cost at least two million.

But any kind of elixir here is worth ten million, and the Green Spotted Fruit is worth at least thirty million.

"Sir, it's really gone." Shen Jun dared not say that he had given it to Zhou Leng. If he did, he would be accused of sowing discord and would definitely be punished. If he didn't say anything now, at least he would avoid offending one person.

Zhou Leng glanced at Shen Jun, then at Lava Fire.

In the eyes of higher-level demons, members of the Demon Worship Cult are hardly better than slaves.

"Hmph." Lavafire reached out and grabbed Shen Jun.

Snow Mountain Rock had some connection with Shen Jun. He stepped in front of Shen Jun and smiled, "Lava Fire, I saw Shen Jun eat the Green Spot Fruit with my own eyes. He wouldn't lie to you."

"Who do you think you are?" Lavafire sneered, continuing to grab Shen Jun.

Zhou Leng glanced at the chest of the Lava Flame. The Lava Heart of the Magma Bone Demon not only had storage function, but was also a rare enchanted material with extremely high value.

Since we've joined the Monster Alliance, we should adapt to local customs.

"Where did this tentacle beast come from?" Zhou Leng coldly stared at the lava fire.

"Ok?"

The magma bone demon, already short-tempered, glared and instead grabbed at Zhou Leng.

"You saw it, he started it."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, his right hand moved like lightning, grabbing the right hand of the lava fire. True energy surged forth, and his arm spun like a snake, giving a sudden jerk.

The wave-like true energy and the shaking force merged into one, and Zhou Leng's right arm and the right arm of the lava fire became connected, rising and falling rapidly like waves, while trembling violently. In an instant, it seemed to shake thousands of times, emitting a buzzing sound.

Zhou Leng suddenly pulled back.

Wow…

The bones of Lavafire's right arm shattered, lava fell like blood, and his right shoulder was empty.

The monsters had never seen such a clever and skillful technique before.

Before Lavafire could react, Zhou Leng charged forward, swept past Lavafire's side, leaped up, and hooked his right arm backward.

His right arm, like a soft, reverse hook, hooked the neck of the lava fire from back to front at an angle that no ordinary person could do.

Zhou Leng's left hand gripped his right, locking the neck of the Lava Fire.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless. By the time Lavafire reacted, Zhou Leng had already completed the neck lock, and the two were back to back.

Thousands of pounds fell.

Zhou Leng locked the Lavafire by the neck, his body slumped down, and he carried the Lavafire on his back.

Zhou Leng landed, and Lavafire's feet left the ground, its body carried on Zhou Leng's back like a curved bridge.

The King of Qin carried a sword on his back.

Zhou Leng's arms swelled, and his true energy surged.

Click...

With a crisp sound, the head of the lava fire was severed.

The enormous head fell off, spewing lava from its neck.

Zhou Leng's body vibrated with true energy, his clothes fluttering as if an invisible hand were plucking the strings of a zither. The moment the magma approached, his true energy deflected the magma away.

He turned around, smashed the ribcage of the Lava Fire with a punch, and pulled out the Heart of Lava.

Take out the water and pour it on top.

chi chi...

White smoke billowed as the heart of the lava cooled down.

Zhou Leng stored the cooled Lava Heart into his Demon Spirit Bag and swept it around the monster behind the Magma Bone Demon.

The monsters felt a chill run through their bodies.

Snow Mountain Rock proclaimed loudly, "He is a high priest of my Ice and Snow Cult! Any demon who offends him is tantamount to declaring war on my Ice and Snow Cult! Think carefully!"

Zhou Leng glanced at Snow Mountain Rock. This guy really doesn't know any better. Shouldn't he have provoked the other party to attack?
Shen Jun and the other demonized warriors stared blankly at Zhou Leng. As warriors, their focus was not on the life or death of the Lava Flame, but on Zhou Leng's methods.

The right arm hook is understandable.

It's understandable that the King of Qin carried a sword on his back.

But how come the air spewed out like a string when the lava was spewing? Isn't that the ability of a master with innate talent?

The monsters behind Lava Heart slowly retreated.

"The Ice and Snow Cult is not to be desecrated!" Zhou Leng said in a stern voice in the devil's language.

Several members of the Ice and Snow Cult had their eyes shining; they truly lived up to their cult's priesthood.

Shen Jun hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, High Priest. I will never forget it."

Zhou Leng ignored Shen Jun and said, "These demons dare to disregard my Ice and Snow Divine Sect. Aren't you usually too weak?"

Snow Mountain Rock awkwardly replied, "Your Excellency, the Magma Bone Demon is a high-level demon, and is somewhat arrogant."

"How did they handle this?" Zhou Leng asked.

“If it were an ordinary demon, death would be the end of it, but the death of a high-ranking demon is a bit of a problem. However, with Lord Dark Wrath around, no one dares to cause trouble.”

"Oh?"

"Lord Dark Wrath loves strength the most. If he knew that you killed Lava Fire in just a few moves, he would only be happy."

“Hmm, Dark Wrath does have insight and a broad mind,” Zhou Leng said, raising his voice slightly.

The moral values ​​of the demon world are completely different from those of humans. In the demon world, human good and evil are basically equivalent to strength and weakness.

Strength is a virtue.

News of Lavafire's death spread like wildfire throughout the camp.

People from various factions nearby looked at Zhou Leng, staring at the high priest badge of the Ice and Snow Cult, and discussed among themselves.

Some monsters that had a good relationship with the lava fire originally wanted to cause trouble, but they were intimidated by the high priest's status and dared not move forward.

Among the sea monsters not far away, Azure Scale looked at this stranger and, for some reason, felt a surge of fighting spirit, eager to try.

He felt strange and inexplicably wanted to compete with her.

He shook his head, thinking to himself, "Forget it, I can't afford to offend the high priest."

Finding Zhou Leng is more important to wash away the shame of being fought to a draw by a mere ordinary human that day, an incident that has become a joke among the Sirens.

Some monsters came to negotiate, but Zhou Leng ignored them and had the Snow Mountain Rock block them.

"If you're not convinced, then let's duel. Our master has no interest in wasting time on trash like you."

The monsters either roared or sullenly turned and left.

Zhou Leng scanned the monster camp. Killing a dozen or so shouldn't provoke the Dark Wrath.

(End of this chapter)