《History’s Number 1 Founder》History's Number 1 Founder
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History's Number 1 Founder Chapter 698
“Penglai, Yingzhou and Fangzhang shall all belong to the Great Zhou Empire. The Ying Sea shall come under complete control of the Great Zhou and the many treasures within it shall be ours,” said Zhu Hongwu. “While it has been a long while, the person with the greatest understanding of the Ying Sea is still Emperor Tai of the Antiquity Age. Since the Great Zhou Empire inherited the mandate from Emperor Tai, we have an advantage when it comes to solving the mystery of the Ying Sea.”
Liang Yuan continued, “That’s right. Furthermore, the Great Zhou Empire possesses a geographical advantage. We have exerted our control over the East Sea for many years and we beat our many competitors.”
“If it’s only about the battle for the Ying Sea, it will surely cause a huge stir. When Emperor Tai gave up halfway during his exploration of the Ying Sea, it was because there were news that the demons wanted to provoke the War of Two Worlds earlier. Hence, it forced Emperor Tai to give up halfway. That was why he could not control the three mountains and was even injured.”
Liang Yuan arched his eyebrows and a worried look crossed his eyes. “While the Great Thunderclap Temple had already been destroyed, the rise of the Celestial Sect of Wonders is still unexpected. While we possess an advantage, we still have to move carefully.”
Zhu Hongwu said calmly, “The Imperial Palace of Emperor Tai is almost complete. It is only one step away from its former glory. Other than the Supreme Heavenly Mirror, it is in no way inferior to the other Destiny-realm magic treasures. It is superior to all the lucky charms in the Great Void Pavilion.”
He gently moved his hand and a terrifying aura swirled around his body. “Not long ago, I finally finished my cultivation. Now, I shall accompany His Majesty to the Ying Sea.”
Liang Yuan nodded his head and said, “This determines the fate of the Great Zhou Empire. With the help of both His Majesty and the Grand Advisor, we can ensure a higher success rate.”
“We have spent much effort on the Ying Sea. I believe we could succeed in one fell swoop.”
Zhu Hongwu said calmly, “The fortunes of the Great Zhou Empire lie in the heavens. The flow of history could not be stopped. All we can do now is to advance forward as per normal.”
Liang Yuan’s face appeared surprised as he said, “Grand Advisor, what do you mean by this?”
Zhu Hongwu said calmly, “The Celestial Sect of Wonders, the Great Qin Empire, the demons and even the Great Void Sect, should they wish to come to Ying Sea, we will welcome them. The Ying Sea now is not the same as it was the last time the three mountains appeared.”
Liang Yuan’s face appeared shocked as he said, “Could it be…”
“After the Spiritual Conference of Kunlun Mountains ends, Your Highness should return to Tianjing to meet with His Majesty. His Majesty has many things to entrust you,” said Zhu Hongwu, who then cut off the communication.
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Liang Yuan did not ask any further. The news that Zhu Hongwu revealed today was enough to make him think for a long while.
The Great Zhou Empire and the Celestial Sect of Wonders hd already fought a proxy war once through Xu Yunsheng.
In the eyes of others, it appeared to be an interesting battle between a tiger and dragon. Even though both combatants, Ying Luozha and Xu Yunsheng, were in their Foundation Establishment stage, it was still an exciting battle.
However, while Ying Luozha prevailed in the end, he was heavily injured. While Zhu Yi treated him, he was still far from a complete recovery. The spells he used had affected his internal mana and he could no longer perform at his peak. Faced with a fresh Dao Yuting, he was defeated.
The next upcoming battles were even more eye-catching and exciting.
Zhou Yuncong of the Celestial Sect of Wonders was going up against Chen Xingyu of the Great Void Sect.
One of them was able to conceal his true talents till the very last moment. Earlier on, no one knew his name but afterwards, everyone knew him as the stunning descendant disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. The other one was one of the rare few non-Celestial Sect of Wonders disciples in the top 4. Once again, a disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders clashed with a disciple of the Great Void Sect.
Zhou Yuncong walked calmly to the arena. At that point, no one in the Dharma Hall dared to underestimate the cold but fearsome young man.
He stood opposite Chen Xingyu. One of them brimmed with ice-cold severity while the other was akin to a springtime gale. The two polar opposites faced each other.
In the quiet chamber, the disciples of the Great Void Sect observed carefully. Someone asked Fan Xuefeng, “Senior Fan, can Senior Chen defeat Zhou Yuncong? With his Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit, he is too fearsome and powerful. Senior Chen cultivates the Yin Yang Mantra of the Void. Will his Yin Yang Mantra of the Void be nullified by Zhou Yuncong’s Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit?”
Fan Xuefeng smiled and said, “Daoist Zhou’s powers are exceptional. He could maximize his own advantage because of his inherent talent. While it is terrifying, it is also his weakness. Everyone saw how powerful his Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit can be and its sweeping, destructive powers. However, he is not invincible.”
“Let’s not talk about anyone else, it would be hard for him to beat Luo Qingwu, the young girl who almost joined the Great Void Sect many years ago.”
Everyone was shocked by this statement, but soon they began to nod their heads.
Zhou Yuncong was a Yang-Incinerating Entity. He could easily defeat someone like Ding Runfeng, a pure Yang entity, or Lin Tong, a Fire-based entity.
However, faced with Luo Qingwu, a pure Yin entity, he could only stare blankly. His Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit’s powers would be useless and he could only battle her based on his own mana. Then, the battle would depend on their respective mastery.
Fan Xuefeng smiled and said, “Junior Chen may be young, but he is someone whom Master Lin had raised and trained carefully. For him to be able to master the Yin Yang Mantra of the Void, it is truly an exceptional achievement for an Aurous Core stage cultivator.”
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After Fan Xuefeng said that, Chen Xingyu smiled and clasped his hands together in the direction of Zhou Yuncong. Then, two jets of black and white mana began to spin around his body.
In the next instant, the white mana disappeared while the black mana became more powerful. A powerful chill, brimming with extreme Yin, began to spread.
Everyone watching the battle reacted in shock. Chen Xingyu was able to use his Yin Yang Mantra of the Void to conjure the most powerful Yin mana he could muster by converting the Yang mana to Yin to battle against Zhou Yuncong.
In the Grand Heavens Pavilion, Yue Hongyan, Li Yuanfang and Luo Qingwu nodded their heads. Li Yuanfang said seriously, “With this move along, he is much more powerful than Bai Xiqian.”
In the main seat, Lin Feng’s expression was relaxed as he said, “Cultivating the Yin Yang Mantra of the Void at the Aurous Core stage, is it pushing it to its limits?”
Lin Daohan shook his head. His expression revealed no sign of arrogance, “Chen Xingyu’s case is exceptional. He was extremely fortunate but it’s not really worth mentioning.”
Ever since Yang Likun was crippled by Zhou Yuncong, Shen Qifeng, of the Path of the Heaven-Born of the Samsara Sect, who had been silent all this while smiled and said, “Based on this move alone, I know that this will be an interesting match.”
“At this time, how could we not have a small wager? Are you up for it, Master of the Celestial Sect?”
Lin Feng’s expression did not change. He smiled slightly and said, “Oh? I wonder what does the Heavenly Cloud Holy Man want to bet then.”
Shen Qifeng smiled slightly and said, “A simple bet will suffice. I shan’t try to win betting on your disciple and hence, I bet that the Great Void Sect’s talented disciple will win.”
He flipped his hand and a light shone from it. A tiny world made from mana appeared at the center of his palm. The small world was extremely simple. There was only a solitary plant there.
While it resembled a plant, its entire body was white. It swayed gently and it appeared to be formed from wind and fog. It took the shape of a vine but it did not creep around other plants. Instead, it reached out to the heavens.
It appeared to creep around the around in the tiny world.
When the vine was revealed, Yi Longbing’s face of the Path of Humanity of the Samsara Sect twitched as he said, “Spiritual Feather Wine?!”
Shen Qifeng said with a smile, “Speaking of it, this Spiritual Feather Wine came from your Path of Humanity. To lose such a spiritual object is a true waste, hence I decided to keep one.”
Yi Longbing’s face was as heavy. Amongst the six paths of the Samsara Sect, his Path of Humanity was the best at forming medicines and raising herbs.
A few years ago, during one of the intense intra-sect clashes of the Samsara Sect, the medicine valley of the Path of Humanity was attacked. Many herbs were destroyed and only one Spiritual Feather Wine was left, half-dead. Till now, a new one had yet to grow. There was one, small, sad sapling.
No one thought that Shen Qifeng took away one.
Lin Feng looked at the Spiritual Feather Vine on his hand and said nothing.
The Spiritual Feather Vine was undoubtedly important to him and the Celestial Sect of Wonders. It was one of the main ingredients required to form the Trāyastriṃśa Elixir of Creation and was extremely rare.
Other than cultivation and raising the many disciples of the sect, Lin Feng had been searching for the ingredients for the Trāyastriṃśa Elixir of Creation too. Till now, he only lacked three ingredients, one of them being the Spiritual Feather Vine.
Earlier on, he mentioned the matter of the Spiritual Feather Vine to Yi Longbing in Xiling City. However, as Yi Longbing had only one, he refused Lin Feng’s request.
Lin Feng looked at Shen Qifeng interestedly and a smile appeared on his face, “Do you want to, or not?”
“Since you are interested, I shall not disappoint,” said Lin Feng. He gently flicked his fingers and an illusion appeared. It showed the scene in his own medicine valley, where there was a single vine. It was the Heaven-Patching Vine.
Lin Feng smiled and said, “I am willing to bet using this Heaven-Patching Vine for your Spiritual Feather Vine.”
Shen Qifeng nodded his head and said, “Good, then let’s make it a bet.”
The Trāyastriṃśa Elixir of Creation was a secret known only to Lin Feng. Other than Lin Feng, no one else knew about the way to create the Trāyastriṃśa Elixir of Creation. Hence, without knowing about it, the value of the Heaven-Patching Vine was greater than the Spiritual Feather Vine.
The Sun Radiance Swordmaster smiled and said, “We shall be the witness then.”
Everyone nodded their heads as their gaze turned to the battle within the Dharma Hall. There, Zhou Yuncong and Chen Xingyu had already started their fight.
Chen Xingyu’s mana had turned completely black into a Qi made out of extreme Yin. There was no trace of Yang in his mana as it encircled his body as he battled Zhou Yuncong.
Zhou Yuncong was not scared. His body blazed with the Grand Sun Primordial Flame which then turned into a black, Yang-Incinerating aura. It was terrifying and fearsome. Zhou Yuncong sliced with his hands and the Yang-Incinerating aura cut Chen Xingyu’s extreme Yin Qi in half.
Without using his Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit’s Yang-Incinerating powers and based only on its offensive abilities, Zhou Yuncong’s battling abilities surpassed those of his equals.
With the terrifying powers of the Yang-Incinerating Vital Spirit, Zhou Yuncong did not fear battling Aurous Core stage opponents.
Chen Xingyu’s face did not change. While his mastery was reduced to Zhou Yuncong’s late-Foundation Establishment stage, his mana was superior to Yang Likun, who was in the same stage as him. His right hand performed an incantation and his black Yin mana turned into many balls of light, surrounding him and Zhou Yuncong.
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