Chapter 1465: The Twenty-First
63,755,400 merit points.
Finally, it stopped, no longer rising.
At this moment, Guanghan Realm had already risen to third place in the Sacred Merit War, behind only Great Demon Ten Directions Realm and Eight Divisions Realm.
The half-saints of the Seven Shatuo Realms were all stunned, finding it hard to believe. Zhang Ruochen alone had exchanged over 36 million merit points.
Of course, after careful analysis, they felt it was reasonable.
After all, Zhang Ruochen had killed a large number of saints from Blade Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm, seizing all the Rakshasa blood and remnant souls they had collected.
Moreover, during the battle between the three realms and the Rakshasa Marquises, Zhang Ruochen had been picking up corpses on the sidelines, obtaining a massive amount of Rakshasa blood and remnant souls.
“Most of those merit points belong to Purple Mansion Realm. How infuriating! Zhang Ruochen should be cut into a thousand pieces!”
The half-saints of Purple Mansion Realm were furious, their faces turning green with rage, gnashing their teeth.
Not only had Purple Mansion Realm’s merit points been stolen, but their merit ranking had also been pushed down by Guanghan Realm, dropping to fourth place.
The beings of Guanghan Realm, however, erupted in excitement once again, all talking about Zhang Ruochen, admiring him wholeheartedly. Some overly emotional cultivators even knelt and worshipped him.
“As expected of a Divine Envoy, fighting heaven and earth alone. From now on, he’s my idol.”
The great saints of Moon God Mountain also smiled, all feeling that the Moon God had excellent judgment. This Zhang Ruochen was indeed a remarkably extraordinary young man.
“As long as Zhang Ruochen can hold the merit wall, Guanghan Realm might even contend for first place in the Sacred Merit War.” The Barbarian Sword Great Saint laughed loudly.
First place on the Sacred Merit Ranking.
Thinking of this, even the great saints felt some ripples in their hearts.
Of course, some great saints held a cautious attitude, believing that the seven realms had a massive number of saints and formidable power, making it impossible for Zhang Ruochen to hold the merit wall.
Forcibly occupying the merit wall might lead Zhang Ruochen to a deadly calamity.
At that point, joy would turn to sorrow.
By the Heavenly River, Merit Star.
Here, not only were the merit walls and rankings of the various realms displayed, but there were also individual rankings, such as the Saint Merit Ranking.
At that moment, Zhang Ruochen’s name appeared on the Saint Merit Ranking, followed by a series of numbers.
It was important to note that only saints with merit points exceeding ten million could enter the Saint Merit Ranking.
Zhang Ruochen’s merit points exceeded thirty million, directly propelling him to twenty-first place on the Saint Merit Ranking.
This was a tremendous achievement and honor.
Before this, among the Seven Shatuo Realms, only Spirit Flame Demon Concubine had entered the Saint Merit Ranking, and she was ranked after the thousandth position.
Zhang Ruochen’s entry into the Saint Merit Ranking alarmed the top-tier saint-level prodigies of the Heavenly Court Realm. Even some of the higher-ranked major realms took notice of this suddenly rising young saint.
Twenty-first place on the Saint Merit Ranking carried significant weight.
Being able to outwit the Rakshasa Princess was even more commendable.
Many cultivators had thought the saints of the Seven Shatuo Realms would be completely wiped out, but Zhang Ruochen’s rise gave them a glimmer of hope.
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In the dense forest, the light from the merit wall spread far and wide, catching the eyes of many saints, who then burst into their fastest speeds to rush over.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the data on the merit wall and sighed softly: “Great Demon Ten Directions Realm is too powerful—over 150 million merit points. For Guanghan Realm to take first place in the Sacred Merit War is no ordinary challenge.”
Sensing saints approaching nearby, Zhang Ruochen immediately put away the merit wall, activated his movement technique, and swiftly fled the area.
Zhang Ruochen hid inside an ancient maple tree, activating the power of the Buddha Emperor Relic to conceal his aura.
“At this stage, the saints of the seven realms are all too frenzied, eager to tear me apart. I’d better lie low for a while before going out to collect more merit points.”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Monument Shield, pressed his finger against the space crystal, and entered its inner space.
Then, he took out bottles of Condensed True Saint Dew, swallowed them, and began condensing sacred dao rules, charging toward the later stage of True Saint realm.
When the Rakshasa Princess arrived at that dense forest, Zhang Ruochen had already left, leaving only a pile of empty bottles on the ground.
“That infuriating fellow ran quite fast. It seems I’ll have to use that trace of power I left in his spiritual saint soul.”
The Rakshasa Princess formed an ancient seal with her ten fingers, and a circular halo appeared. Then, strands of dark red threads flew out of the halo and rushed into the forest.
After a while, those dark red threads flew back.
“He actually discovered that trace of power and refined it.”
The Rakshasa Princess was momentarily stunned, then laughed again. “Interesting. The Heavenly Court Realm has finally nurtured a somewhat capable genius, worthy of crossing swords with this princess.”
The ground in front of the Rakshasa Princess suddenly split open, forming a three-zhang-wide fissure. A large amount of black baleful qi surged from underground, causing the surrounding ancient maple trees to hiss, their leaves turning yellow and falling in a flurry.
Lingquan Shaohun, clad in a black lightning sacred armor, strode out from underground with a dragon’s gait and a tiger’s step. The black baleful qi emanated from his body.
“Princess, Lingquan has come to assist you. Give the order, and I will lead the Rakshasa army to annihilate the saints of the seven realms.”
Lingquan Shaohun clasped his hands and bowed to the Rakshasa Princess.
Seeing Lingquan Shaohun, the Rakshasa Princess felt a headache coming on.
No matter how detestable Zhang Ruochen was, at least he was handsome and high in appearance, the type the Rakshasa Princess liked. The men of the Rakshasa Clan, however, were hard to look at. Even though Lingquan Shaohun was called the handsome man of the Rakshasa Clan, the Rakshasa Princess still found him nauseating.
The Rakshasa Princess turned around, shifting her gaze elsewhere, and said, “The fish haven’t all entered the net yet. It’s too early to close it now.”
Lingquan Shaohun thought for a moment and asked, “Where is that human brat?”
“That’s none of your concern. This princess will deal with him personally.” The Rakshasa Princess said.
Lingquan Shaohun’s face showed a cold expression. “Princess, do not be fooled by his good looks. Human men are utterly unreliable.”
The Rakshasa Princess clasped her small hands behind her back and stared at him with icy eyes. “Do I need you to teach me how to do things?”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
The Rakshasa Princess snorted lightly. “Since you’re here, go do something for me. There’s a Confucian cultivator from Kunlun Realm who wields the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book. Capture her and bring her to me.”
“Rest assured, Princess. A mere Confucian cultivator is a piece of cake for me.”
Lingquan Shaohun laughed, then secretly glanced at the Rakshasa Princess. Seeing her stern expression, he hesitated but ultimately said nothing more, retreating and disappearing underground.
The Rakshasa Princess let out a long sigh and couldn’t help rolling her eyes.
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Inside the space crystal, after cultivating for half a month and refining thousands of drops of Condensed True Saint Dew, Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation finally reached the later stage of True Saint realm.
He continued cultivating.
Spending another full month, Zhang Ruochen refined over ten thousand drops of Condensed True Saint Dew, pushing his cultivation to the peak of True Saint realm.
The sacred dao rules in the Tongtian River became extremely solid, as if they had turned into iron threads, unbreakable. With just a slight mobilization of the sacred dao rules, thunderous wind and thunder sounds echoed from within his body.
Mu Lingxi and Qing Mo, who were also cultivating, were startled awake by the loud noises from Zhang Ruochen’s body and looked at him in shock.
“Have you broken through to the Supreme Saint realm?” Mu Lingxi asked.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head. “Peak of True Saint realm.”
“Is the peak of True Saint realm this powerful?”
Qing Mo stuck out her little tongue, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was abnormally strong. The aura emanating from him was not much weaker than that of a Saint King.
It was worth noting that Qing Mo’s cultivation had also reached the peak of True Saint realm, and her physique was not bad, plus she had the inheritance of the Food God, yet compared to Zhang Ruochen, she was still far behind.
With the Condensed True Saint Dew, both Qing Mo and Mu Lingxi had made rapid progress in their cultivation. Even Mu Lingxi had now reached the early stage of True Saint realm.
Zhang Ruochen calculated the time. The Sacred Merit War had only one month left. He had to leave the time-space crystal now and continue fighting and killing.
He wanted to keep cultivating, preferably breaking through to the Supreme Saint realm.
But he couldn’t. He had come to Zuling Realm not to cultivate but to collect merit points.
Guanghan Realm was still far from first place on the Sacred Merit Ranking.
“I want to go out and collect merit points too.” Qing Mo said softly.
“Alright.”
Zhang Ruochen gave her a deep look. Seeing the firmness in her eyes, he didn’t stop her.
Qing Mo appeared gentle and timid on the outside, but sometimes she was quite stubborn.
Then, Zhang Ruochen said to Mu Lingxi, “Lingxi, continue improving your cultivation for now. When it’s time to go to the Phoenix Nest, I’ll take you out.”
“Mm.”
Mu Lingxi knew that with her current cultivation and strength, she couldn’t help Zhang Ruochen. In truth, the pressure in her heart was greater than anyone else’s. The larger the gap in strength, the fewer things they could do together, and the fewer common topics they would share.
Become stronger, much stronger. She had to catch up to Zhang Ruochen’s pace.
Seizing the inheritance of the Ice Fire Phoenix this time was an opportunity. No matter what, she had to grasp it. Before that, she had to work hard to improve her cultivation realm.
Stepping out of the space crystal and back inside the ancient maple tree, Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo immediately sensed powerful evil Rakshasa qi outside.
A large number of Rakshasa Marquises had gathered in the nearby dense forest.
A deep voice rang out: “Useless, all of you are useless. You keep failing to capture a single Confucian cultivator. What use is there in keeping you?”
“Lord Fengxing Hou, it’s not that we didn’t try our best, but that Confucian cultivator has several formidable figures by her side. Moreover, the power of the Confucian Ancestor Sacred Book in her hands suppresses our evil Rakshasa qi. We’re at a disadvantage fighting them.”
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