Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 405 Useful
Rao Mingxian disappeared into the passage.

"Ouch..." Not far away, the flesh and blood chariot suddenly woke up and let out a muffled groan.

Everyone looked at it.

The faint glow of the charred candle was embedded in the car body, barely clinging to life.

The flesh-and-blood chariot frowned, slowly stood up, its eyes blank, seemingly unconscious.

Zhou Leng charged forward, smashing Mingzhu Zhihui's head with a single punch, then grabbed the Blood and Flesh Chariot and slammed it into the ground.

Finally, the flesh and blood chariot's body was smashed out of the vehicle and turned into a bloody pulp, which flowed all over the ground.

A chill ran down everyone's spine; martial artists are truly violent.

The remaining demons scattered and fled, and Zhou Leng chased after them, killing most of them.

Walking back, Zhou Leng reached out and patted Zhang Xiaoxiao's head.

Zhang Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, "They're not little kids anymore."

But joy shone in his eyes.

"How are you?" Zhou Leng asked Yin Huyue.

“I have completed the Tree Elf inheritance. According to the clan rules, I will be conferred the title of Elf Saintess. All glory and merit belong to you.” Silver Lake Moon bowed her head in respect.

Zhou Leng looked around and said, "Let's go back together. Xiao Xiao, it's dangerous here, you come with us."

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoxiao's expression was awkward, but she followed along cheerfully.

Most of the people in Huang Mengpai's group did not recognize Zhou Leng, but a few of the older people looked at Zhou Leng with particularly gentle eyes.

It's like looking at your own child.

The team ran forward.

The news that Zhou Leng had killed Bright Candlelight and Flesh Chariot and survived a Great Demonic Flame Explosion was quickly spread by the demon warlock.

Jax breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the news.

"Although I don't know how Tu Rong is doing, his wish has been fulfilled..."

Far away, the mad prince Aiden, who was digging up ancient tree fossils, received the news and sighed softly.

Mingzhuzhihui was ultimately his collaborator.

“This week is a bit difficult to handle…” Aiden frowned.

Not far away, the Zhao family's group.

Zhao He glanced at the message the accompanying magic spirit masters had received, passed it on to everyone, and then smiled.

“Indeed, this incident proves that Zhou Leng is far more worthy of our friendship than we imagined.”

Lou Feiqiong said, "I think this news is a bit exaggerated. It's true that Zhou Leng won, but it's more likely that his friends helped him. Intelligence also shows that many forest tribes were present."

“Possibly, but he seems to have a very good relationship with the elves,” Zhao He said.

Lou Feiqiong laughed and said, "Zhou Leng is the most shrewd person. He may very well gain the favor of the elves by deceiving or flattering them, and then obtain their help. He also deceived the dwarves when they were at the dwarf treasure, which I witnessed with my own eyes."

"Huh? You were praising Zhou Leng before, why the sudden change?"

"I'm just telling the truth. He has good points and bad points; he's not perfect, which is normal. I don't believe he killed the Muscle Innate Blood Chariot and the Candle Holder with demigod bloodline; there must be something fishy going on."

“That’s right. You’re not jealous. There are likely other unknown factors involved in this matter. Let’s wait and see, and not jump to conclusions. By the way, I heard that your Lou family is monitoring him?” Zhao He glanced at Lou Feiqiong as if it were an unintentional gesture.

Lou Feiqiong's heart raced, but he quickly calmed it down, sighed, and said, "That's why I came here."

Zhao He nodded thoughtfully and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you. You're not really suited to do this kind of thing."

"For the sake of the Lou family, this is the only way."

Zhao He patted Lou Feiqiong on the shoulder and said, "You should start cultivating quickly. If you can forge your bones by then, we'll go to the Great Battlefield together. Compared to that, the Tree People World is nothing."

"it is good."

Zhou Leng and the others successfully returned to the gathering place of the elves and forest tribes.

Zhou Leng received a high-level inheritance, but the elves were unable to accurately perceive it.

Silver Lake Moon received a common inheritance, and this aura and power are clearly recorded in the Elf race.

The elves swarmed around, took Silver Lake Moon away, and entered the magic palace to question her in detail.

Afterwards, Silver Lake Wind, along with Silver Lake Moon, invited Zhou Leng into the Magic Palace.

Here, besides Silver Lake Wind, sit four Grandmaster Elves.

Two men and two women, mostly older, looked at Zhou Leng with extremely complicated expressions.

Zhou Leng sat down in the seat of honor and said, "What's wrong? Has the power of the Elven race declined, and their etiquette has also fallen into disuse?"

Yinhu Yue knelt down abruptly and said loudly, "Yinhu Yue greets the Duke."

The other elves below the Grandmaster level were startled. Even the Holy Maiden knelt down. With no other choice, they all knelt down in unison.

Yin Hufeng had no choice but to bow his head in respect.

The other four Grandmaster Elves exchanged glances, sighed deeply, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

Zhou Leng had long seen through the elves' temperament. The nicer you were to them, the more they would take you for a weakling. So he didn't give them a friendly look, but just smiled and looked at Silver Lake Moon and said, "Get up. In my heart, you are different from them."

"Yes." Yin Huyue looked up at Zhou Leng and smiled sweetly.

The other elves, seeing this, knew in their hearts that something was wrong; this foreign prophet, saint, grand duke, and future prince was already...

it's over... it's over...

Silver Lake Moon is the first person in the last few thousand years to enter the Holy Land of the Elves and receive the inheritance. He is destined to become a Grandmaster, and may even be promoted to a demigod.

When they were discussing things, they planned countless directions and countless paths, but they didn't consider Zhou Leng at all. Unfortunately, Zhou Leng also entered the Holy Land, and theoretically, he should be officially designated as an Elf Prince.

However, the Elf Grand Duke's status would be half a rank higher than theirs. Once an Elf Prince is appointed, he would be on equal footing with the Elf Saintess and would be qualified to command all the Elf Grandmasters.

Zhou Leng scanned the group of elves, and finally looked at the four elven masters, saying, "You all know what you're up to. You've all seen the current situation in the Tree People World. The goals of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, the Demon, and the Giant Insect are crystal clear."

"You elves know your level, your abilities, and how things turned out."

"Therefore, as the Grand Duke of the Elves, for the sake of the Elves' future, I must issue an order, not discuss it."

"I need a group of elves to leave here and go to other worlds, as a backup to prevent the extinction of the elven race."

“I don’t force anyone else, but Silver Lake Moon and Silver Lake Wind must follow me, there’s no room for discussion.”

"A portion of the elves will follow me to a world that cannot be disclosed for the time being, to develop and strengthen the elves, under the leadership of Silver Lake Moon. Another portion of the elves will remain in the Dragon Kingdom, joining the United Front Department, under the leadership of Elder Silver Lake Wind."

An elven master said, "Respected..."

“Yes, my lord.” Silver Lake Moon nodded in acceptance.

Upon hearing the name Silver Lake Moon, all the elves had the same thought.

it's over... it's over...

The elven master remained silent. Since the elven saintess had agreed, ordinary elders had no right to object.

Unless, of course, they want to split the Elf race.

The Elven race can no longer withstand further turmoil.

Zhou Leng continued, "As for other matters, I'm too lazy to care. By the way, once I advance to Grandmaster, I'll visit the Elven race's Heavenly Rank cultivation ground. However, that place belongs to the Insect race and has nothing to do with you anymore."

The elves were furious at the sight of his bad temper, but dared not retaliate.

Yinhu Feng forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, we would like to know what you experienced during your advanced inheritance?"

All the elves stared at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng said, "It's nothing much. All the Elf Kings of past generations descended to crown me, recited sacred poems, and said that I am the spokesperson of the Elf God on earth. They demanded that all elves in the ten realms obey my orders and asked me to revitalize the Elf race."

"Then I said, let's take a look first."

The elves were bewildered. Could such a thing be said so casually?
Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?
Or is it true?
Silver Lake Moon cautiously reminded him, "My lord, the God of Elves does exist."

"Really?" Zhou Leng asked.

Yinhuyue nodded subtly but forcefully.

Zhou Leng said solemnly, "For the sake of the Elf God, I will do my best to save the Elf race."

The elven masters exchanged glances, vaguely guessing that this person disapproved of the elven race's ways and was doing this on purpose. Deep down, he didn't want to get too involved with the elven race and was only willing to accept a portion of them.

They were actually relieved; if Zhou Leng were an ambitious person, it would be dangerous.

Silver Lake Wind said, "We can discuss a cooperation plan with humans."

Zhou Leng said, "Let's find a way back to the Tree Man base first and talk there. It's too dangerous here."

"As ordered."

Just then, an overwhelming killing intent swept through the cave hall and seeped into the magic palace.

The elf masters' expressions changed drastically, filled with both fear and hatred.

The fear far outweighed the hatred.

"Protect the Holy Maiden!" said an elven grandmaster.

"Saint Protector!"

Numerous elves quickly emerged from the magic palace.

Zhou Leng and Yin Huyue exchanged a glance.

Zhou Leng asked, "What happened?" But he had a vague sense of familiarity in his heart.

"I do not know either."

The two walked out of the magic palace side by side.

Zhou Leng looked outside and saw the tyrannical blood of the red-haired, blue-skinned Brutality rushing towards him, about to kill the Elf Grandmaster with a palm strike.

At this moment, the Blood of Tyranny still exuded a strong aura of ancient life.

Zhou Leng was filled with helplessness. How could this senior brother be like a madman, killing grandmasters all over the world? He hadn't even finished killing the Martial Saint Blood Road yet.
The elven masters are preparing for a full-scale counterattack.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" The Bloodthirsty Blood fell from mid-air, looking at Zhou Leng as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Leng said, "I... have some connection with these elves."

"what relationship?"

“I am their Grand Duke.”

"Why do you spend all day swindling and cheating? Can't you focus your attention on the martial arts of my Ancient River Sect?" Tyrannical Blood frowned.

It's just like an old father seeing his child hanging out with a bunch of good-for-nothing friends, doing nothing productive.

Zhou Leng helplessly retorted, "Senior brother, I didn't. I joined the Elf Trial by accident and obtained this identity by accident. Do they even have the right to delay my cultivation of the Ancient River Sect's martial arts?"

"That's true... you have a use for keeping them around?" The Bloodthirst swept his gaze over the few Grandmasters.

Zhou Leng pointed to Silver Lake Moon and Silver Lake Wind and said, "These two are useful, the others are not very useful."

The four elven masters could all understand the Dragon Kingdom language. They had been sulking just moments before, but now they were terrified and hurriedly bowed, saying, "Your Highness, you cannot break your oath to the Elf God! Please do not abandon us."

(End of this chapter)