Chapter 551 - The Good Die Early and the Scourge Live For A Millennium
Outside of the Swords Gate Mountain, the seven gods were simmering with anger. It seemed to them that the human race wasn’t resigned to being food. The disobedience of their livestock was already an intolerable slight on the many races’ pride.
And now, a mere human, who wasn’t even a god, publicly mocked them. This was way too absurd, how outrageously dumb were the humans!
“Zhong Yue, I still intended to be a little lenient on you. But your words have just erased any goodwill I intended to show you and your race." Xia Que, the Martial Divine Master of the South Barren said, “The eight of us were still helping you humans during the peace talk, that’s how your insect divine weapons were able to remain in Swords Gate. But it seems like we made a wrong choice, I can’t help but wonder if you humans can really protect these insect divine weapons. To prevent the insect divine weapons falling back in the hands of the insect race again, I now suggest you to also hand them over to us for safe keeping.”
The whole Swords Gate was in a clamor, these insect divine weapons were brought back with Zhong Yue’s blood, sweat, and tears. He had killed many and escaped death numerous times just for these insect divine weapons!
Yet, after the gods sold him out, they were now even trying to snatch away Zhong Yue’s hard work!
“Acting headmaster! I’d rather die than to see that happen! Let us fight against them!" Elder Lei Shan hollered in a deep voice as he tried as much as possible to press down his anger.
But Zhong Yue did not respond to his call.
The demon god of the Asura Saint Clan flicked his finger in the blank air and the protective array formation around Swords Gate formed by the Four Symbol Banners shuddered violently. He then said, “Zhong Yue, walk out on your own. Don’t entertain any extravagant hopes that the human race can protect you. Either you walk out on yourself and follow us willingly, or… they can die first before we take you away. Your choice.”
“Give me some time." Zhong Yue saw the Four Symbol Banners array formation shuddering, his heart throbbed as he responded.
The gods were too strong, even when the Swords Gate Mountain was protected by the array formations and human experts, it was still too fragile against these gods. The Four Banners array formation was already the strongest defensive treasure they had Swords Gate, and yet, a single flick of a finger from the demon god was strong enough to cause it to shudder violently.
Today, Zhong Yue witnessed the true disparity between Swords Gate and the gods.
“Elder Zhong, are you really…" Shui Zian gritted his teeth as he said, “We will fight to the end, even if that means death!”
Zhong Yue shook his head, “To ask all of the Great Wilderness humans and Swords Gate disciples to die with me? I am not an emperor, and even if I was one, I still wouldn’t ask that of my subjects. Grand elder, I left the teleportation array formation on the moon, it links directly to Swords Gate golden summit. Pass the word to Headmaster Jun and Senior Martial Brother Fang to come back quickly.”
Shui Zian’s heart shuddered; he knew that Zhong Yue had finally made his decision. He mumbled softly, “We are little Xuan Yuan’s divine sword, we might not lose if we fight!”
“No, we will." Zhong Yue shook his head again, “They brought their saint weapons precisely for that divine sword. So long as the saint weapons are able to stall the divine sword for a few moments, Swords Gate will suffer gravely in the hands of the gods. We have no chance of winning at all.
“Grand elder, I left a Yuan Shen secret realm on the golden summit. In it, there is a mirror, a treasure I left behind for Swords Gate. With the mirror, Swords Gate will be able to nurture a few gods within a hundred years of time.”
Zhong Yue’s voice turned low and soft, “Senior Martial Brother Gu Hongzi, little Xuan Yuan, Headmaster Jun, Junior Martial Sister Jin’er, Senior Martial Brother Fang Jiange, Jie, Wang Hai, Li Mu and the others have the potential to ascend to a deity. Even though your potential is mostly used up, the mirror can help you in fixing the flaws you have accrued in the past, granting you a slight chance to ascend. Humanity has finally begun its rise. I cannot be the one to ruin that!”
Shui Zian was silent. Swords Gate didn’t have a god with them. Without the gods, they would have to endure whatever trouble that came their way.
If there was a human god protecting Swords Gate, this wouldn’t have happened at all!
Zhong Yue continued, “Humans are not idiots, our talent is no lesser than the other races’. All we are lacking is time. If I never return from this, tell Headmaster Jun to regather the forces as much as possible, go into defensive and lay low until the time is right. A hundred years at most, little Xuan Yuan will surely be able to become a deity. Within a hundred years, you can resume your rise and also avenge me!”
Shui Zian nodded softly, he forced a wry smile out on his face, “And if you make it back?”
A loud laughter came from the young man he said in pride, “Then I will avenge myself! Ten years or at the most twenty years, the Ancestral Star will be awashed with divine blood!”
The young man strode out laughing, “Grand elder, elders and my fellow Swords Gate disciples, don’t worry. The good die early and the scourge live for a millennium, wasn’t I called the Disaster Zhong? You never know, I might just be able to make it back alive!”
His voice was low yet powerful, filled with confidence. He strode out from Swords Gate Mountain and waved farewell to his people. At that instant, the whole Great Wilderness was dead silence; not a single person made a sound.
Zhong Yue suddenly gave a bright smile, he walked to the side of the gods and shouted abruptly, “Zhu Jiumu, Senior Jiumu! Do you still remember that you promised me that you will fulfill a request for me?”
The Zhu Jian god, Zhu Jiumu didn’t appear with the other seven gods because he felt sorry for not being able to help. But even so, he was still here, just not showing himself.
As soon as Zhong Yue spoke, Zhu Jiumu’s voice trembled the sky, he said, “Little Friend Zhong, say your request, I will do my best in fulfilling it!”
Zhong Yue shouted back loudly, “I want Senior Jiumu to protect the divine weapons of Swords Gate, no one else shall have them other than Swords Gate!”
Zhu Jiumu was silent for a few seconds, then he said, “Zhong Yue destroyed the insect planet and annihilated the insect race, he stopped the invasion of the insect race and has rendered great merits to the Ancestral Star. These divine weapons will remain his and his alone. I hereby swear that I will protect the divine weapons and ensure that they remain with his people.”
Those words weren’t meant for Zhong Yue, but for the other seven gods.
With Zhu Jiumu publicly announcing his stance, Zhong Yue’s heart was reassured as he walked to the seven gods. He smiled and said, “I am ready.”
The seven gods exchanged a look, the Bi Fang goddess then laughed and said, “Little brat, it’s a real surprise you can get in touch with Senior Martial Brother Jiumu and actually ask him to protect Swords Gate for you. How incredible, but what a pity that you are still going to die….”
Zhong Yue smiled and answered, “The good die early and the scourge live for a millennium… Oh, Bi Fang goddess, don’t misunderstand my words, I’m not talking about you.”
Bi Fang goddess’s face changed for a second as he spoke, but was relieved right after when she heard that he wasn’t referring to her. Then, she forced a smile onto her face.
“I am saying that all of you here," Zhong Yue smiled as he continued, “…are scourges.”
“You!”
The seven gods were all piqued in anger. Suddenly, Bi Fang goddess rolled her eyes and smiled, “Who are we, gods. There is no need for us to be angered from the words of a dead man. Let him be, the insect gods want him and it’s no good if we deliver a dead man to our new friends.”
The other six gods nodded and agreed, “True, it’s not good to make him a dead man now. Let’s go, to the insect race.”
“I wonder how the insect gods will treat him.”
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Soon after, the seven gods brought him to the territory of the insect race. It was quite a good place to be honest, it was over a hundred thousand miles in length and width, filled with forests and tall woods.
The twelve insect race gods built five temples within the woods, one each for the five mother gods. In the hierarchy of the insect race gods, the insect gods were placed on a lower status than the mother gods, they weren’t allowed a temple of their own and could only act as the mother gods’ guardians and mating partners.
Xia Que, Bi Fang goddess, and the other Ancestral Star gods arrived at the Da Zhen Temple. The statue in front of the temple was of an insect, the wall arts and engravings were also filled with the images of bizarre insects.
There, in the temple, Mother Da Zhen led the other insect gods and mother gods to wait for their parcel to be delivered. The Ancestral Star gods and the insect race gods greeted one another and sat down.
They were all shrouded in godly rays, exuding solemn and saintly airs.
Even the insect race gods now appeared just as saintly as the Ancestral Star gods, there weren’t any nefarious or wicked auras around them.
Zhong Yue was left to stand in the middle of the temple where he was centered between the insect race gods and Ancestral Star gods. The gods were looking tall and mighty, all being a hundred thousand feet tall in height.
“Mother Da Zhen, what will you do to the Zhong Yue?" the demon god from the Asura Saint Clan asked.
Mother Da Zhen was incredibly beautiful, she looked more like a beauty rather than an insect race mother god. She heard the demon god’s question and answered brightly, “He has destroyed the goodwill between the insect race and the Ancestral Star races, slaughtered many insect disciples, and nearly raised a war between us the insect race and the Ancestral Star. He will not be spared, but killing him is too light a punishment for him. So, we intend to make him our breeding vassel.”
“Breeding vassel?" the seven gods were puzzled.
Mother Da Zhen said in a smile, “His blood potential is huge, he has been in the Lesser Void World Legendary Board. So we will first mate with him and reproduce a generation of insect disciples that carry the power of his blood.”
The seven gods were surprised, such punishment was really bizarre. Mating with the race’s female gods was only seen as a punishment in the insect race, and only the insect race could make it so.
“Then the vessel?" Xia Que couldn’t hold his curiosity and asked.
“That’s even more interesting." Mother Da Zhen said a bright smile radiates across her face, “After the insects are born, they will be placed in his body. These little ones will eat his meat, suck his blood, chew on his bones, and drink his cerebral joices. The stronger ones will even be able to crawl on his Yuan Shen and paratisize it. He will be alive while suffering something far worse than death!”
The hatred in her words sent a cold chill down the seven gods’ spine. Bi Fang goddess stood up and said smiling, “Since Zhong Yue been delivered, then we will leave me. Goodbye!”
The other gods stood up as well and said, “Mother Da Zhen, don’t forget our treaty.”
Mother Da Zhen and the other mother gods stood up as well and she replied, “Don’t worry, we insect race never go back on our words. We will not break the treaty between us!”
Of course, none of the seven gods truly believed her, but they still left nevertheless.
All of a sudden, a burst of laughter erupted from the only non-deity individual here. He said, “Why are you all trying to leave so quickly? Aren’t you all curious of my secret? Why I could enter the Legendary Board and why I can kill so many experts so easily?”
Legendary Board! The seven gods stopped moving, they turned around and fixated their sights on Zhong Yue. Surely enough, Zhong Yue saw the greed that brimmed out from their eyes.
Zhong Yue was ranked the first in the Legendary Board and his name had spread throughout the whole world. The gods discussed together before and they all came out with the same conclusion—Zhong Yue had an appalling cultivation technique that even the gods didn’t have, presumably a Deity Overlord cultivation technique, or even one that was at a higher level than that!
Zhong Yue said placidly, “The truth is, I have a treasure with me. It is this treasure that allowed me to have my achievements today. Now, since I’m already dying, I thought that I’d show it off before my time comes.”
Mother Da Zhen frowned, she urged, “Senior martial brothers and senior martial sisters, it is time to leave.”
Bi Fang goddess chortled as she said, “It’s not too late to see it first before we leave. I really do want to see what this brat can present us.”
Zhong Yue opened his Yuan Shen secret realms, he took out a shabby copper lamp and opened the lamp lid. He smiled and said to the gods, “The words spoken by a dying man are words of truth and virtue. If it wasn’t that I’m dying son, I wouldn’t dare to show it as well.”
He cast out the Golden Peng Sword and it flew into the copper lamp, he said, “In truth, I guess I am more afraid that after my death, the great heritage I possess will end along with me. Please, seniors, a look!”
A pure pearl flew up from the copper lamp, shining with a lunar radiance.
Meanwhile, inside a temple in the Xiao Mang Celestial Race, a bunch of white-robed Xiao Mang priests were sitting on the ground in a circular formation. Their faces suddenly changed drastically and they rushed out toward the supreme temple shouting, “Quick, inform the grand ancestor, we’ve found the moon core!”