The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 124 The God is Really Romantic

Zhuguang Pavilion is the Moon Worship Demon Cult's property in the Evil City. It is one of the top three auction houses in the entire Tiantai Province. Only an auction house of this level can have the Holy Realm Elephant Soul that Zhang Ruochen needs.

In the center of the Pearl Light Pavilion, there is a high platform, on which a woman sits quietly. The woman is extremely beautiful, and her beauty alone has already surpassed that of the Moon Goddess. The tenderness between her eyebrows adds a bit of unusual beauty to her.

Chen Ping and Yue Shen sat in the best private room in Zhuguang Pavilion, overlooking the entire auction hall, and naturally saw the beautiful woman on the high platform.

"How could a sword master at the level of half a step to Saint King end up like this, being bought and sold like a slave? There should be no force in the Kunlun Realm today that can buy and sell saints, right?" Moon Goddess said lightly.

"Her name is Ling Feiyu. Actually, she is related to you, Moon God. This Feiyu Sword Saint is the head of the Holy Maiden Palace of this generation of the Moon Worshiping Cult. She is also the most talented person in the Moon Worshiping Cult in the past few hundred years. With the cultivation level of Half-Step Saint King, she has practiced the Nine Swords of the Wordless Sword Manual to near perfection. Even in the Heavenly Court, she is a first-class genius." Chen Ping explained.

The Moon Goddess became interested after hearing this. The Half-Step Saint King cultivated Sword Nine to the Great Perfection. Such a genius is precious no matter where he is. At least there is no such sword prodigy in the Guanghan Realm today. Although the Kunlun Realm has been closed for 100,000 years, it is worthy of being an eternal and indestructible world. Even at this point, there are still many geniuses.

"Since she is the head of the Moon Worshipping Cult's Saint Maiden Palace, how could she have fallen to such a state, reduced to a commodity being auctioned off at the Moon Worshipping Cult's auction house?"

Chen Ping smiled faintly and slowly recounted the grievances between Ling Feiyu, Luo Xu and Lin Suxian.

Ling Feiyu was the number one prodigy in Kunlun Realm three hundred years ago, Luo Xu was the invincible prodigy in that era two hundred years ago, and Lin Suxian was Luo Xu's lover and the former saint of the Moon Worshiping Sect.

The Saint of the Moon Worshiping Cult sounds noble, but in fact she is just a tool used for marriage and winning people's hearts, and Lin Suxian could not escape this fate.

More than a hundred years ago, Shi Qianjue, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult, betrothed Lin Suxian to the head of the Qi family, a medieval aristocratic family, and forcibly separated Luo Xu and Lin Suxian.

Luo Xu was naturally unwilling to give up, so he used his cultivation level of a peak semi-saint to attack the Moon Worship Sect's headquarters, the Topless Mountain, and fought against the saints, carving out a bloody path. However, he was stopped by someone in the end.

The one who stopped him was Ling Feiyu, the head of the Holy Maiden Palace.

To Lin Suxian, Ling Feiyu was the sinner who had trapped her in the quagmire, depriving her of her freedom and causing her to lose her love. He was her enemy just like Shi Qianjue.

She waited for a hundred years, and finally waited for the day when Ling Feiyu was severely injured by the Blue Sky Blood Emperor, his holy soul will was severely damaged, and he fell from the Nine Heavens Sword Saint to a mortal.

In order to take revenge on Ling Feiyu, Lin Suxian led to the scene before us.

After listening to Chen Ping's story, Yue Shen also felt a little sad.

"Has the Moon Worship Sect fallen to this point? Even a Saint Girl is being used as a tool for marriage. It's simply ridiculous. Lin Suxian is a pitiful person, but she chose the wrong enemy. It was Shi Qianjue who forced her, but she holds a grudge against Ling Feiyu who saved Luo Xu's life. Her vision is really too narrow."

Chen Ping smiled. "Lin Suxian's cultivation is only that of a Saint. She would never be able to catch up with Shi Qianjue's level even if she spent her entire life. When the gap in cultivation is so huge, revenge becomes ridiculous. Who else can she hate besides Ling Feiyu? Even if this Feiyu Sword Saint is not the culprit, and even to some extent helped her lover Luo Xu save his life."

"It's a pity that such a genius is being traded as a commodity and becoming a slave under the crotch of others. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a waste of talent. If you don't mind, I would like to take her away. With her talent, perhaps she can support the younger generation of cultivators in Guanghan Realm." The Moon God has obviously developed a heart that loves talent. The residual soul of Yan Shang is enough to make Guanghan Realm rank among the top 1,000 of the Merit List of All Realms, but the ranking is empty. Guanghan Realm cannot get more resources for cultivation. Even if the Heavenly Palace allocates resources and gives Guanghan Realm the opportunity to leave Shatuo Realm and go to a higher level realm, the weak secular cultivators in Guanghan Realm will not be able to hold on. In the end, they may end up losing both their lives and their land.

In the eyes of the Moon Goddess, a sword prodigy like Ling Feiyu only needs a little training to become a sword emperor in the future. He has the opportunity to become the best among the great saints, represent the secular world of Guanghan Realm, and strive for more benefits for Guanghan Realm.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Tonight we will just watch the show and not interfere. Naturally, someone else will come to her rescue. Look, the reinforcements are already here."

The Moon Goddess looked over and saw Zhang Ruochen, who had transformed into Gu Linfeng, and his group walked into the entrance of the Pearl Light Pavilion. He immediately saw Ling Feiyu on the high platform.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and filled with disbelief.

"Flying Feather Sword Saint, why is she here?"

After the battle at the Pluto Sword Tomb, rumors spread that Ling Feiyu was severely injured by the Blue Sky Blood Emperor and disappeared. Many people believed that he had died at the hands of the Blue Sky Blood Emperor. After all, the ten Blood Emperors of the Undead Blood Clan all had combat power comparable to that of the Great Sage. Even if Ling Feiyu had the power of the holy soul of the ancestor of the Burial Sky Sword lineage in the sword tomb, it would be difficult for him to truly compete with the Blue Sky Blood Emperor.

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe that Ling Feiyu had died, nor did he want to see this sword master who had taught him die at the hands of the Undead Vampire Clan. But he never imagined that Ling Feiyu, the head of the Holy Maiden Palace, would fall to such a state and be auctioned off in the Moon Worship Sect's auction house as a commodity. How ironic was this?
Zhang Ruochen felt a nameless anger in his heart, feeling that Ling Feiyu's situation was unfair. He secretly made up his mind to find a way to rescue Ling Feiyu no matter what.

……

The auction went smoothly. Zhang Ruochen spent a lot of holy stones to get the Holy Realm Elephant Soul he wanted and did not buy anything else. The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron that was supposed to appear at the auction disappeared for no reason because of Chen Ping's intervention. This caused dissatisfaction among the Mingtang monks who came specifically for the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, and they almost had a conflict with the monks of the Moon Worship Sect.

In the entire Moon Worship Sect, only Kong Lanyou knew Zhang Ruochen's identity. The other cultivators in the Mingtang were unaware of this. The current Young Master of the Mingtang was named Kong Hongbi, the biggest customer invited by the Moon Worship Sect to this auction, and the destination arranged for Ling Feiyu by Lin Suxian.

If Ling Feiyu loses her virginity to Kong Hongbi, the conflict between Mingtang and the Moon Worshiping Sect will probably continue until the death. There is even a possibility that Shi Qianjue will be forced to fight against the Mingtang Saint. If the Mingtang Saint kills Shi Qianjue, it will be the real revenge for Lin Suxian.

However, the appearance of Zhang Ruochen broke this development trend. The Blood God Cult's Godson's status was not inferior to the Young Master of Mingtang. After a fierce competition, it was Gu Linfeng of the Blood God Cult who won the virginity of "Stone Beauty" Ling Feiyu.

Chen Ping and Yue Shen sat in the private room, watching all this happen. The calculations between ordinary monks seemed like a farce to them, and there was only some entertainment in it.

Gu Linfeng brought Lady Shi into the room arranged in advance by the Moon Worship Sect. According to the rules of this auction, Lady Shi could only stay in the Pearl Pavilion on the first night.

The two walked into the room for a long time, and the monks of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect were secretly watching, including Ouyang Huan, the son of the Moon Worshiping God Sect, and Qi Feiyu, the daughter of Lin Suxian, all gathered here.

"Squeak."

The door opened, and a man and a woman walked out of the room. The man held a sword in one hand and held Ling Feiyu in his arms with the other, but he had no evil thoughts, only a high will to fight.

The man no longer looked like Gu Linfeng, but had become Zhang Ruochen's original appearance.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Ouyang Huan and the others with a determined look. He said slowly, "I'm going to take her away today. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"

……

After a great battle, Zhang Ruochen used all his strength and finally led Ling Feiyu out of the Pearl Light Pavilion and fought their way out of the Evil City.

He has many treasures on his body, including divine blood, holy source, and Buddha's relics... Even saints covet the treasures on his body.

After the Evil City appeared, the cultivators who came to hunt Zhang Ruochen changed one after another. He had never met many of them before, and they came only out of greed.

The Moon Goddess and Chen Ping stood on the city wall of the evil city, watching the first ray of light appear in the distant sky. The dim morning light could not cover up the bloody night.

"Is this the scenery that the God brought me to see? People's hearts are treacherous, they are deceitful, and it is filthy and rotten." The Moon Goddess said lightly.

"Apart from these, aren't there also exciting scenes of sacrificing one's life for justice, not fearing the powerful, defeating the strong with the weak, and heroes saving beauties? Doesn't Moon Goddess find it interesting?" Chen Ping asked in return.

"A hero saving a damsel in distress?" The Moon Goddess chuckled and stopped talking, as if she had found the core of the matter. To her, Lord Wudao was also a hero who saved the damsel in distress when she needed him most.

He was Ling Feiyu from last night, and he was Zhang Ruochen.

The Moon Goddess looked in the direction Zhang Ruochen fled and said, "There's blood everywhere he went. Many undead vampires are coming. Will the God Lord help him?"

"The play is only half done, how can I interfere at will?" Chen Ping smiled, his gaze crossing a long distance and falling on the bank of an ancient river.

Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu fled all the way to the river. They were exhausted and their holy energy and mental strength were almost depleted.

Looking at the blood clouds sweeping across the distant sky, I couldn't help but feel despair in my heart.

At this moment, a green ancient boat over ten feet long came on the river. A woman was standing on the boat. She was an acquaintance of Zhang Ruochen, Luo Shuihan, who had studied with him at the Tianmo Ridge Martial Arts Academy.

"Junior Brother Zhang, can we come aboard and have a chat?"

Luo Shuihan's voice came from the river.

Inside the cabin, Zhang Ruochen drank a cup of tea. As it entered his stomach, he felt a warm current flowing through his body, and his injuries were greatly healed. Besides him and Ling Feiyu, there were two other people in the cabin: an old man in a Confucian robe and a man in a green shirt.

The old man in the Confucian robe is a senior of Confucianism and Taoism in Kunlun Realm, and the leader of the Painting Sect among the four Confucianism and Taoism sects, Chu Siyuan. The man in the green shirt is Luo Shuihan's ancestor, Lin Suxian's lover, and the most outstanding person in Kunlun Realm two hundred years ago, Luo Xu.

After a conversation between them, Zhang Ruochen finally realized that Luo Xu had come here to understand the past grudges and resolve the hatred between Lin Suxian and Ling Feiyu.

Zhang Ruochen was very curious about the legendary Luo Xu. When he first entered the Wushi Academy and was taking the test in the Wu Tower, Luo Xu's spiritual body taught him a set of "Xu Sword Techniques". The more he practiced, the more he found this sword technique to be unfathomable. It was even more exquisite than the Zhenyi Thunder and Fire Sword Technique taught by Xuanji Sword Saint.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen stood up and bowed to Luo Xu, saying, "Master Luo, you have taught me the Luoshui Fist and the Xu Sword Technique. I can only bow to express my gratitude."

These words made Luo Xu stunned, and even Chu Siyuan beside him showed a suspicious look.

"Brother Luo Xu, when did you start practicing swordsmanship?"

Luo Xu was also puzzled and asked, "Zhang Ruochen, you were able to comprehend the true meaning of Luoshui Fist from the Semi-Saint Intention I left behind with Shui Han. It's your good fortune, but when did I ever teach you swordsmanship? You are the disciple of the Xuanji Dean. In terms of swordsmanship, the Xuanji Dean's swordsmanship is more than a hundred times better than mine. How could I dare to teach you swordsmanship? Wouldn't that be misleading to a young man?"

Zhang Ruochen was stunned. "Didn't Dean Luoxu pass on the Xu Sword Technique to me?"

Luo Xu shook his head. "I've never heard of the Xu sword technique, let alone this sword technique. Perhaps a senior swordsman passed it on to you in my name."

If it wasn’t from Luo Xu, then who could it be?
Zhang Ruochen's mind was a little confused, and for some reason he thought of his Grand Tutor.

"Could it be the teacher?"

It seems that only his mysterious teacher could pass down such a mysterious sword technique as the Xu Zi Sword Technique.

In the past few years, through the Qingtian Holy Dragon, he has learned some information about his teacher.

The teacher does not seem to be a cultivator from the Kunlun Realm, but comes from a wider world outside the sky. His cultivation is even more unfathomable. It seems that he, like the Xumi Saint Monk, is an existence that has surpassed the level of a great sage.

Perhaps he has reached the legendary realm of gods.

The swordsmanship passed down by a god is naturally extremely mysterious.

"Teacher, where have you been? Why don't you want to meet me? Are you secretly watching me?"

……

On the ancient river, Chen Ping and Yue Shen were also riding in a small boat, sailing on the river. Mist was rising on the river surface, which was beautiful and looked like a fairyland.

The Moon Goddess brewed a cup of tea for Chen Ping. The tea leaves in the teapot came from the ancient tea tree of Shengdao in the Painting Sect.

There are four ancient tea trees of Shengdao, which were planted by four Confucian ancestors themselves. They have extraordinary significance for Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

After a long time, of the four tea trees, only the one planted by the fourth Confucian ancestor of the Painting Sect remained in the Kunlun Realm. Chen Ping casually picked up dozens of leaves and made the cup of tea in front of him.

The Moon Goddess filled a cup of holy tea for him. The aroma of the tea was so fragrant that he felt indescribably comfortable.

"The Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram left by the Fourth Confucian Patriarch? This is indeed a rare treasure." Moon Goddess said lightly, but a rare smile appeared on her face.

"Using the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram to reshape Ling Feiyu's sword will and sword heart is the most appropriate method. After she survives this disaster, she will soar to the sky in the future." Chen Ping took a sip of the holy tea and smiled.

"Ling Feiyu's spiritual will has now entered the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram and experienced seven lifetimes. She will inevitably sink. She needs someone to enter with her, guide her, and help her rebuild her heart of Tao. It seems that only the heir of time and space is suitable. After experiencing seven lifetimes, I'm afraid that the two of them will leave behind some unforgettable things." said the Moon Goddess.

"Having lived through seven lifetimes together, the bond between them is naturally inextricable. It's not uncommon for them to be together in the future. They are a perfect match, talented and beautiful. Is this also a reward for Zhang Ruochen's heroic rescue last night?" Chen Ping asked, seemingly asking something that was not a question.

The Moon Goddess' heart trembled, and the jade hand that was pouring tea shook slightly, but was grasped by Chen Ping's palm. She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away, but the palm clamped it tightly and did not let go at all.

"What do you mean, Lord God? Do you want some kind of reward from me?" The Moon Goddess' voice trembled slightly, no longer as cold as usual.

"When a hero rescues a beautiful woman, isn't the rest of the story always about the beautiful woman offering herself to him?"

"That's just a clichéd plot in the mortal world. Could the God be such a mortal too?" The Moon Goddess tried her best to remain calm.

Chen Ping smiled, but exerted force with his hands, pulling the Moon Goddess's entire body into his arms. He then wrapped his arms around her slender waist and said, "Today, I just want to be an ordinary person for once."

The Moon Goddess struggled hard to resist and break free, but after failing, she could only accept her fate and stop.

"I misjudged the God. It turns out that the God is truly romantic."

……

The fist light was overwhelming, it was Luoshui Fist performed by Luo Xu.

The fist light broke through the blood cloud and annihilated the pursuing undead blood clan army.

Chu Siyuan used his mental power to transform himself into a painting. With a sweep of the painting, hundreds of thousands of undead vampires fell like locusts.

Not long after, the world became clear again, leaving only the corpses of the undead vampires scattered all over the ground.

After killing the Undead Blood Clan, Luo Xu and Chu Siyuan found a place where spiritual veins converged. They activated the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram, led the holy souls of Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu into it, and began to help Ling Feiyu rebuild his Dao heart.

Chu Siyuan looked at Zhang Ruochen, who had lost his Holy Soul and was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said to Luo Xu, "This kid is quite talented. He has achieved such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, even better than you were back then. It's a pity that he went astray and became a wanted criminal by the imperial court. If he can correct his mistakes, he may become a pillar of the Kunlun Realm in the future."

Luo Xu smiled. Zhang Ruochen was a natural talent, and he was eager to polish him. If Xuanji Sword Saint had not accepted him as his disciple first, he would have wanted to accept Zhang Ruochen as his disciple.

"If Brother Ju is interested in him, why not bring him along and train him a bit?"

Chu Siyuan nodded. What Luo Xu said was exactly what he thought.

Luo Xu looked at Chu Siyuan who was ready to fight, but suddenly recalled an incident that happened in the Eastern Region before.

That happened after Zhang Ruochen was captured by the Jinwu Guards sent by Empress Chi Yao.

Lesser Heavenly King Wan Zhaoyi was ordered to personally escort Zhang Ruochen back to the Central Region, but just as they left the Eastern Region Holy City, they were ambushed by the Nine Nether Sword Saint.

The Little Saint King relied on his powerful fighting power to escape from the sword of the Nine Nether Sword Saint. On the way back to the Holy City of the Eastern Region, he was seriously injured by a palm print that fell from the sky. The person who did it seemed to be the Holy Ancestor of Mingtang.

After escaping death, the Little Saint King, who had been recuperating in the Holy City of the Eastern Region, had just set out to return to the Central Region. Less than ten thousand miles away from the city, he was severely injured by a blue dragon claw that fell from the sky and almost died.

It was only with the help of the Eastern Region King and the First Dean of the Eastern Region Holy City's formation that he was rescued.

Luo Xu was very familiar with the owner of the Azure Dragon Claw.

"Mingtang Saint Ancestor, Senior Qingtian Shenglong, Zhang Ruochen has achieved such great things at such a young age. Could it be that senior's handiwork behind this?" Luo Xu muttered to himself, burying the matter deep in his heart. The existence of that senior was the biggest secret in the Kunlun Realm today, and even Empress Chi Yao kept silent about it.

(End of this chapter)