YM778.TV Chapter 830: Zhu Nanshan
Chapter 830: Zhu Nanshan
Translator: jinzeffect
Ultimately, the Purple Thunder Beast Overlord still underestimated Li Fuchen’s speed and couldn’t catch up.
After some thoughts, the Purple Thunder Beast Overlord sent the information to the Zhu Clan. The treasure that he lost must not be wasted like that. After selling a favor to the Zhu Clan, the Zhu Clan couldn’t back out of the deal so easily. If the Purple Thunder Beast Overlord was enraged, he would make sure to make the Zhu Clan regret whenever the Zhu clansmen appeared on the ocean.
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Saint Spirit Continent, Fire God Mountain.
Fire God Mountain was the no.1 mountain range of the Saint Spirit Continent. The amount of fire dao resources within this mountain range could only be described as extravagant. The fire energy crystals would be regularly formed within the Fire God Mountain. Of course, they would be mostly ungraded fire energy crystals. Low-grade fire energy crystals would take countless years to be formed. A mid-grade fire energy crystal would just take eons.
It was said that the Fire God Mountain wasn’t formed naturally. It was formed by the half-god ancestor of the Zhu Clan. He gathered fire dao resources and marvel mountains from high-class continents, and dangerous places in the universe. He then used a fire dao array of the highest tier to form the mountain.
In short, the Fire God Mountain had several times more resources than the Fire Dragon Island. After all, the Fire Dragon Island was visited by too many saints and most of the resources were already plundered. The Fire God Mountain had produced countless Zhu clansmen and had a horrific consumption of resources. Therefore, the Zhu Clan would plunder resources from other places for replenishment.
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Over a month ago, on the no.2 peak of the Fire God Mountain, inside the Fire Soul Palace…
Bang!
A soul tablet that belonged to Zhu Hairong had cracked without any prior signs.
“Fire Thaw Ancestor’s soul tablet cracked?” The Zhu clansman guarding the Fire Soul Palace looked as though he was struck by lightning and was stunned in place.
“Not good, Fire Thaw Ancestor’s soul tablet has cracked!” Immediately after, the Zhu clansman was like a lunatic that ran out of the Fire Soul Palace and yelled out frenziedly.
The Zhu Clan might be the no.1 clan of the Saint Spirit Continent, but they only had seven saints. The death of any saint was a huge loss to the Zhu Clan.
In a short moment, apart from the two saints that were out searching for fated opportunities and the Zhu Clan’s no.1 ancestor, the three other saints of the Zhu Clan rushed to the Fire Soul Palace.
The trio’s faces were filled with sorrow and hatred.
It had been a long time since the Zhu Clan had lost anyone. They didn’t expect the death this time was actually one of them saints. This made them feel provoked.
“It seems like my Zhu Clan hasn’t made a move for a long time and people have forgotten our prowess.” The White Flame Saint, Zhu Baihe spoke in a terrifying and deep voice. His cultivation was at the 8th level of Soul Merge Realm.
“It doesn’t matter who killed my Zhu clansman, they must die.” The one who spoke in a cold voice was the Green Flame Saint, Zhu Nanshan. He was a rare prodigy of the Zhu Clan and was at the 5th level of Soul Merge Realm.
“The top priority now is to investigate and find the culprit.” The Flower Fire Saint, Zhu Haitang spoke. She was the only female saint of the Zhu Clan and was at the 6th level of Soul Merge Realm.
The Zhu Clan only had one low-level saint while the rest were either mid-level or high-level saints. This was all due to the resources bestowed by the Zhu Clan’s half-god ancestor. Otherwise, it wasn’t that easy for a low-level saint to progress to a mid-level or high-level saint. Without sufficient talent and perception, it was normal for a person to be stuck as a low-level saint for an entire life. After all, not all Zhu clansmen would be prodigies.
Soon after the Fire Thaw Saint, Zhu Hairong’s soul tablet cracked, a blood light appeared above the Fire Soul Palace.
“It’s a Blood Guide Arrow!” The White Flame Saint, Zhu Baihe waved his hand and the Blood Guide Arrow landed on his hand.
The Zhu Clan’s Blood Guide Arrow couldn’t be isolated by almost anything. After all, the Zhu clansmen had the bloodline of the half-god ancestor and in this world, there was basically nothing that could stop the half-god bloodline.
Soon enough, the trio knew who killed Zhu Hairong.
Of course, they still didn’t know Li Fuchen’s identity yet, but the Zhu Clan had extensive contacts and someone would surely know.
After disseminating Li Fuchen’s portrait, a set of detailed information regarding Li Fuchen had arrived one hour later.
“This is rather hard to deal with. The person is the main elder of the Swordsmen Guild!” The Flower Fire Saint, Zhu Haitong, frowned.
The Swordsmen Guild wasn’t just a regular faction. The number of saints in the Swordsmen Guild was far more than the Zhu Clan. Even the number of Swordsmen Guild’s saints in the Saint Spirit Continent was much more than the Zhu Clan.
Of course, the strength of a faction wasn’t simply judged with the number of saints.
The Zhu Clan might have lesser saints, but the Zhu Clan had a supreme rate weapon, the Fire God Ax.
With this Fire God Ax, the Zhu Clan was able to sit firmly as the no.1 clan in the Saint Spirit Continent and even as the no.1 faction.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, the Zhu Clan wouldn’t willingly go into war with the Swordsmen Guild. Such a level of war would only have one outcome, casualties to both parties.
“He possesses a supreme rate artifact sword!” The Green Flame Saint, Zhu Nanshan’s eyes flashed with a deep desire.
He was also a sword dao saint, but his artifact sword was only a 2nd rate apex artifact sword. As compared to a supreme rate artifact sword, it was significantly weaker. If he could obtain a supreme rate artifact sword, his strength would be increased by at least ten times or even a few dozen times.
“There is no need to negotiate with the Swordsmen Guild. We just need to kill him quietly. Even if the Swordsmen Guild knows that the Zhu Clan made a move, they wouldn’t dare to declare war without any concrete evidence.” Zhu Nanshan said coldly.
Even if it wasn’t for Zhu Hairong, Zhu Nanshan wanted to kill Li Fuchen for the supreme rate artifact sword.
He didn’t even need to consider if he could kill Li Fuchen as he was different from Zhu Hairong.
Zhu Hairong’s talent and perception was only mediocre among the saints and he reached the 4th level of Soul Merge Realm by forcefully using resources. Without any apex cardinal artifacts, Zhu Hairong’s strength was weaker than regular mid-level saints. As for Zhu Nanshan, he had already comprehended an apex martial art and he could defeat Zhu Hairong in a single attack without any external help.
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One month later, a message arrived at the Zhu Clan.
“It is a message from the Mad Demonic Palace’s Purple Thunder Beast Overlord.”
Zhu Baihe had an astonished expression.
The Mad Demonic Palace was one of the top ten demonic beast factions and they had hundreds of beast overlords. The Mad Demonic Palace Master, Battle Heaven Great Tyrant had the strength of a peak level saint. The eight beast overlords under the Battle Heaven Great Tyrant had strengths that were close to peak level saints. Zhu Baihe didn’t know why the Purple Thunder Beast Overlord would look for them.
After opening up the message, Zhu Baihe frowned first then immediately said to Zhu Nanshan, “Your opportunity has arrived. Li Fuchen is heading for the Saint Spirit Continent.”
“Wait for my good news.” Zhu Nanshan turned into a green flame and vanished after it exploded.
Zhu Baihe and Zhu Haitang watched silently as Zhu Nanshan left. They didn’t have any worry for Zhu Nanshan’s safety.
Zhu Nanshan might only be at the 5th level of Soul Merge Realm, but in terms of strength, Zhu Baihe didn’t think he was a match for Zhu Nanshan, even though he was an 8th level saint and was just inferior to the Zhu Clan’s no.1 ancestor.
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On the ocean, Li Fuchen thought it through and decided to change his course. He wasn’t afraid of mishaps, but he didn’t want to be careless. At the current juncture, he wasn’t ready to clash head on with the Zhu Clan.
Half a month later, Li Fuchen made it back to the Swordsmen Guild headquarters without any mishaps.
Zhu Nanshan received the news and had an extremely gloomy expression. Li Fuchen was much more crafty than he imagined and didn’t travel in a straight path.
“Unless you don’t come out for your entire life, otherwise, you will die in my Zhu Nanshan’s hand one day.”
Using the Zhu Clan’s influence, Zhu Nanshan set up a huge net in the Wind Cloud City, waiting for Li Fuchen to fall into the net.