YM778.TV Chapter 142: Martial God
The sickle-wielding woman sure as hell couldn’t accept it. She turned around and looked at Ye Guan.
“I’m ugly?” she asked.
Ye Guan nodded and replied. “You’re the ugliest woman I’ve ever seen.”
The woman’s eyes narrowed, and a sinister look appeared on her face.
Swoosh!
She abruptly vanished, and the space in front of Ye Guan was torn open as a sickle emerged from the rift. The sickle contained a terrifying energy that spread hundreds of meters in all directions.
The air quivered violently as the sickle made its way toward Ye Guan.
However, Ye Guan remained calm as he thrust toward the sickle with his Path Sword.
Clang!
Ye Guan’s sword split the blood-red sickle into two, and the long-haired woman flinched.
She was about to flee, but Ye Guan’s Path Sword appeared inches away from her forehead.
The long-haired woman’s eyes were filled with disbelief. “What sword is that?!”
Ye Guan willed it, and a sword manifested.
Slice!
The sword made out of sword energy chopped off one of the long-haired woman’s arms, and blood spurted out like a fountain from the stump.
The long-haired woman glared at Ye Guan, but she didn’t say anything.
Ye Guan calmly asked, “Who sent you here?”
The long-haired woman didn’t respond.
Buzz!
A buzzing sound echoed as the sword sent the long-haired woman’s remaining arm flying into the air.
Ye Guan stared coolly at the woman.
He held the Path Sword next to her neck and asked, “Who sent you here?”
The long-haired woman stared deeply at Ye Guan before saying, “I don’t know, but they gave me fifty million gold spiritual crystals for me to kill these people and kick up a fuss to frame you.” Ye Guan nodded and asked, “Can you contact them?”
The long-haired woman shook her head, “No.”
Ye Guan nodded again. “That’s alright.”
He opened his palm, and the woman’s storage ring flew toward him. The Path Sword remained near the long-haired woman’s neck. Ye Guan examined the storage ring, and he was amazed to find fifty million gold spiritual crystals in it.
Ye Guan stored the storage ring away.
The long-haired woman wordlessly stared at Ye Guan as blood flowed out of her stumps.
Meanwhile, the space next to them split open, and an old man walked out of the rift.
The old man was definitely a powerhouse of the Immortal Treasures Pavilion.
The old man swept his gaze across the corpses before looking at Ye Guan.
Ye Guan then told him everything.
The old man fell silent.
Ye Guan silently gazed at the old man.
If the old man was still on the aristocratic faction or on the great clan faction’s side, then the Immortal Treasures Pavilion was truly irredeemable.
Fortunately, the old man nodded and said, “I understand.”
Ye Guan nodded as well and glanced at Old Fu. “Elder, will Old Fu get punished?”
The old man looked at Ye Guan and replied, “No.”
Ye Guan nodded before pointing at the armless woman. “I’ll leave her to you.”
However, he seemed to have recalled something as he asked, “Will the Immortal Treasures Pavilion remove me from the blacklist?”
The old man shook his head. “No.”
Ye Guan smiled before turning around to leave.
“Are you not curious why the Immortal Treasures Pavilion doesn’t want to remove you from the blacklist?” asked the old man.
Ye Guan came to a halt before saying, “It’s simple. The Immortal Treasures Pavilion wants to invest in the Chosen One, and you all have to show your sincerity.”
The old man’s gaze turned complicated as he said, “Yes. The Elder Circle has decided to invest in the Chosen One, and they’ve decided to show their sincerity by placing you on the blacklist, and they vowed never to remove you from the blacklist. After all, you’re an enemy of the Chosen One.”
So it’s a permanent blacklist. Ye Guan was silent for quite a while before he nodded. “I understand.”
He glanced at the Immortal Treasures Pavilion before whispering, “I will never set foot in the Immortal Treasures Pavilion again.”
With that, he turned around and disappeared. Unbeknownst to him, his vow today would one day stir up a great disturbance throughout the entire Immortal Treasures Pavilion.
The old man watched as Ye Guan’s figure vanished.
He turned to the armless woman and said, “You may leave. The higher-ups have something to tell you.”
Old Fu was stupefied by the sight.
The armless woman didn’t say anything as she turned around and left.
“Manager Mu…” Old Fu turned to look at the elder.
Manager Mu sighed and said, “Old Fu, you could have been forgiven if you had perished. However, you’re still alive, so it’s difficult for you to escape any punishment. You will have to stay in Danzhou from now on.”
Old Fu went silent. Danzhou was in the Lower Realm, and it was a tiny place far, far away. The Immortal Treasures Pavilion obviously wanted him to spend the rest of his life there.
Sigh. Old Fu nodded and said, “All right.”
Old Fu turned around and left without any protests. He was aware that this was the best outcome for him, but he still seemed to have aged a few years as he departed.
The manager of Qingzhou’s Immortal Treasures Pavilion was now the manager of Danzhou’s Immortal Treasures Pavilion in the Lower Realm. It was like falling into the mud while soaring through the clouds.
Anyone would feel despair upon reaching the peak and then falling to the bottom.
Manager Mu looked at the aged Old Fu and shook his head, sighing. He knew that Old Fu would end up dying in Danzhou, and it would be a miserable death at that.
Unfortunately, this was the consequence of losing upon choosing a side.
Old Mu sighed once more and left.
…
Ye Guan walked down the streets, and it suddenly started raining.
However, Ye Guan didn’t seek shelter. He continued walking down the streets beneath the rain.
Little Pagoda suddenly asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ye Guan asked, “Am I a troublemaker, Master Pagoda?”
Little Pagoda thought about it before replying, “Not really.”
Ye Guan was puzzled. “What do you mean?”
Little Pagoda replied, “I’ve seen worse.”
Ye Guan asked, “Really? Who are they?”
Little Pagoda remained silent.
Ye Guan shook his head and smiled, but he didn’t press for answers.
Little Pagoda asked, “What are your plans?”
Ye Guan calmly responded, “I’m going back to Nanzhou.”
Little Pagoda asked, “On the space ship?”
“Of course not,” Ye Guan responded and turned around.
Little Pagoda was confused. “What are you doing?”
Ye Guan didn’t speak, but he soon arrived at the Immortal Treasures Pavilion.
Old Mu appeared in front of him.
Manager Mu frowned and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Ye Guan calmly responded, “Where is your teleportation array?”
Manager Mu stared deeply at Ye Guan and asked, “Young Master Ye, the Immortal Treasures Pavilion will not serve you.”
Ye Guan pondered briefly before saying, “I don’t think someone in Qingzhou is strong enough to beat me, and it will take at least an hour for the headquarters of the Immortal Treasures Pavilion to send people over here, right? I’m sure a Sword Sovereign like me can do many things in just an hour. What do you think?”
Manager Mu’s expression shifted. “Young Master Ye… control yourself!”
Ye Guan calmly retorted, “Manager Mu, I’m calmly talking to you. I have a space ship, but it’ll take me a few months to reach Nanzhou from Qingzhou. Are you going to make me take the space ship?”
Manager Mu chuckled bitterly and said, “Young Master Ye, I’ve received a strict order from the Immortal Treasures Pavilion. I really cannot do business with you.”
Buzz!
A sword abruptly manifested and orbited the two. The sword moved so fast that it seemed like the buzzing noises it was emitting were coming from all directions.
Manager Mu’s expression changed, and he retreated fearfully.
He was afraid—afraid of what Ye Guan would do.
Damn it, he’s a Sword Sovereign! He’s also an abnormal Sword Sovereign among Sword Sovereigns!
The powerhouses of Qingzhou’s Immortal Treasures Pavilion appeared, but none of them dared to make a move.
Ye Guan gazed at Manager Mu and asked, “What is this, Old Mu? I’m just playing with my sword here. I have no other intentions.”
Old Mu was silent.
Ye Guan’s gaze was transfixed on Old Mu.
Goosebumps broke out all over Old Mu, and he felt like he was suffocating beneath the stress.
Ye Guan suddenly said, “Isn’t it a win-win situation for the both of us if I left Qingzhou?”
Old Mu froze. He’s right! It’ll be great for me if he leaves Qingzhou, and I also think that he’s going to kill me if I insist on stopping him.
Old Mu silently stared at Ye Guan. Yeah, he’s definitely going to kill me. I mean, he wasn’t even afraid of the An Clan and the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Clan, so why would he be scared of a manager like me?
Old Mu made a decision and waved his right hand.
The powerhouses of Qingzohu’s Immortal Treasures Pavilion retreated.
Old Mu pondered briefly before saying, “The teleportation array is to the right. It’s about sixteen kilometers from here, and the teleportation array is currently without guards.”
“Ah!” Old Mu was surprised as he said, “What did I just say?”
He then shook his head and left.
Ye Guan also vanished, eliciting a sigh of relief from Old Mu. Old Mu wasn’t afraid of people with powerful backings because the bigger their backgrounds, the warier they were when doing things.
They had many vested interests to consider before making any moves, after all.
On the contrary, young people were often reckless, so Old Mu was afraid of them.
Young, enthusiastic, and unafraid—Ye Guan could be described using these three words. In other words, Ye Guan had no qualms about killing those daring enough to offend him, and those people’s deaths could truly be considered meaningless.
Old Mu was just an employee. He didn’t have to risk his life to show that he was loyal to the Immortal Treasures Pavilion. In addition, his death meant that his wife and children would be left alone.
Meanwhile, Ye Guan sat cross-legged in the teleportation array.
He soon closed his eyes and pondered over his next move.
He was quite rich at the moment, and he had about a hundred million gold spiritual crystals at his disposal, excluding the storage rings he had obtained from his journey to Qingzhou from the Zhongtu Divine Continent.
He also had three hundred thousand immortal spiritual crystals and a few treasures like the Martial God Spear.
Ye Guan flipped open his palm, and the Martial God Spear appeared.
He stroked it with his right hand.
The Martial God Spear still contained the Will of a Martial God.
The Will of a Martial God… Ye Guan took a closer look at the Will of a Martial God.
The will had left a deep impression on him during that fateful battle.
It was just a will, but it felt indomitable and exceedingly powerful.
Ye Guan suddenly asked, “Master Pagoda, what is a Martial God?”
Little Pagoda responded, “I don’t know.”
Ye Guan frowned slightly. “You don’t know?”
Little Pagoda responded, “Mmhm.”
After a moment of silence, Ye Guan stroked the Martial God Spear once again and muttered, “Master Pagoda, I’m picking up a strange energy from the Will of a Martial God in this spear.”
Little Pagoda was curious. “Will?”
Ye Guan nodded and said seriously, “Martial God… the books I’ve read all said that a Martial God is beyond all martial arts. However, I think a Martial God is just a martial arts cultivator with a different way of thinking.
”A Martial God’s mind is indomitable and exceedingly powerful. You can defeat me, but you can never defeat my will.”
Ye Guan closed his eyes once more and continued. “This spear wasn’t indomitable against Plain-Skirt Aunt, but its will remained exceedingly powerful. A Martial God is not invincible, but they are willing to fight anyone, even those who are invincible.”
Boom!
A terrifying energy burst out of him, but it was martial force rather than sword force, and it had come from the Will of a Martial God!
The spear shook violently, and the Will of a Martial God sunk into Ye Guan’s glabella.
Ye Guan’s eyes shot wide open, and he found himself somewhere in the starry skies.
A woman was standing about ten meters away from him with a spear in hand. She was wearing a white skirt and was exuding a terrifying martial aura.
Ye Guan froze and muttered, “Will of a Martial God...”
Meanwhile, Little Pagoda’s voice trembled as he shouted, “A Martial God Inheritance?! What in the flying fuck is this?! He’s a swordsman. A swordsman! What Martial God Inheritance?! Damn it, he’s a swordsman! You better not become a martial arts cultivator!”
The mysterious voice suddenly said, “What if… what if he becomes a Martial God using the Sword Dao?” Little Pagoda didn’t know what to say to that.