Chapter 429: Divine Fall Scripture
“Master!”
Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Han Xue was overjoyed.
She leaped up from Xiao Hei’s back, her movements agile, like a flawless little fairy, and threw herself into Zhang Ruochen’s arms.
In just one short year, the once gaunt little girl had completely transformed.
Every inch of her skin shimmered with a white, precious light, exuding a faint, condensed fragrance, clearly the result of consuming some heavenly treasure or earthly gem.
Zhang Ruochen led Xiao Hei and Han Xue into the Martial Market Courier Station, to his room, and settled them down.
“Xiao Hei, where did you take Han Xue during this time? And how did she reach the Mysterious Extreme Realm Great Perfection in such a short period?” Zhang Ruochen asked.
Xiao Hei’s body shrank, becoming only the size of a fist, and he lay on the jade table, saying, “Don’t you know she has a Thousand-Bone Constitution? Of course, I took her to the Divine Fall Island to pay homage to Qiangu Nüdi.”
Qiangu Nüdi was one of the most famous powerhouses in the history of the Kunlun Realm over countless eons, on par with Xumi Saint Monk.
In her era, she was synonymous with invincibility; no one could withstand a single move from her. It was said that at her peak, she could slay gods.
However, after slaying a god, Qiangu Nüdi vanished without a trace, never to appear in the Kunlun Realm again. No one knew where she had gone.
Han Xue’s constitution was identical to that of Qiangu Nüdi back then, also possessing one thousand and eight bones.
Such a constitution appears only once in a hundred thousand years.
It was precisely for this reason that Xiao Hei took her to Divine Fall Island.
Zhang Ruochen was slightly startled, saying, “You actually went to Divine Fall Island?”
Divine Fall Island was one of the few forbidden lands in the Kunlun Realm, where an ancient race, the Divine Fall Clan, dwelled.
Any human or barbarian beast from the Kunlun Realm who set foot on Divine Fall Island would surely die.
Xiao Hei rolled his eyes, saying, “Qiangu Nüdi was a member of the Divine Fall Clan. Since Han Xue has a Thousand-Bone Constitution, of course, I had to take her to Divine Fall Island to perform a special ritual and help her awaken her Divine Martial Mark.”
“Moreover, only by paying homage to Qiangu Nüdi can she inherit Qiangu Nüdi’s fortune. In the future, under Qiangu Nüdi’s protection, she will also walk the path of an empress.”
Zhang Ruochen asked doubtfully, “Pay homage to Qiangu Nüdi? Has Qiangu Nüdi fallen?”
Xiao Hei sighed, “As long as one is human, death is ultimately unavoidable. No matter how high one’s cultivation, in the end, they will turn into a handful of dust.”
“Zhang Ruochen, do you know what technique Han Xue is cultivating? She is cultivating Qiangu Nüdi’s ultimate art, the ‘Divine Fall Scripture.’ Do you understand the ‘Divine Fall Scripture’? You don’t understand at all. So, you can’t teach her; let her be my disciple!”
Zhang Ruochen said, “You taught her the ‘Divine Fall Scripture’?”
“Of course.”
“I was once the ruler of the Kunlun Realm, knowledgeable and all-knowing. Even the ‘Divine Fall Scripture’ I have perused once,” Xiao Hei said arrogantly.
Han Xue laughed, “Xiao Hei is bragging again. That copy of the ‘Divine Fall Scripture’ flew out from the ground on its own when we paid homage to Qiangu Nüdi. Master, if you want to read it, I can take it out now and show you.”
A white light spot appeared on Han Xue’s brow, transforming into a Divine Martial Mark. A strange white divine book flew out from her Qi Sea.
The white divine book was made of some unknown material—neither metal nor jade, neither stone nor wood—about a foot long and two fingers thick. Its cover was covered in tadpole-like characters, which even Zhang Ruochen, with his powerful spiritual power, found difficult to read.
Zhang Ruochen only glanced at the “Divine Fall Scripture” without taking it. He patted Han Xue’s head and smiled, “Not now. In the future, when I break through to the Half-Saint realm, I might borrow it for a look. Put it away quickly; don’t let outsiders see it.”
Of course, Zhang Ruochen wanted to read Qiangu Nüdi’s ultimate art and comprehend its martial essence.
However, given his current cultivation level, it was not yet suitable for him to delve into the “Divine Fall Scripture.”
The “Divine Fall Scripture” was mysterious and wondrous, no less than the “Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture.” If Zhang Ruochen couldn’t help but fall into a deep state of comprehension, it would certainly affect his cultivation of the “Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture.”
After all, for any martial artist, the “Divine Fall Scripture” was a supreme treasure. Once they laid eyes on it, they would inevitably fall into a frenzied state of cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen wasn’t sure if he could maintain his rationality after reading the “Divine Fall Scripture.”
Han Xue blinked her eyes, staring intently at Zhang Ruochen.
She really wanted to share the “Divine Fall Scripture” with Zhang Ruochen.
One of her tender little hands clutched the “Divine Fall Scripture,” unsure whether to offer it or withdraw it.
“Shua!”
A blood-red, graceful figure darted over from a distance, moving with extreme speed, like a ghost.
She carried a gust of bloody wind, flew past Han Xue, and reached out a hand. Before Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei could react, she snatched the “Divine Fall Scripture.”
“Zhang Ruochen, since you don’t want it, let me take it for you.”
Blood Spirit King’s body flickered again, landing on the roof twelve zhang away.
She wore a blood-red robe, with blood-red hair, and her graceful figure was wrapped in a cloud of blood mist.
“Blood Spirit King, how did you find this place?” Zhang Ruochen asked in a deep voice.
Blood Spirit King sneered, “I naturally followed you all the way to the Eastern Domain Sacred City. I was originally looking for an opportunity to drain your blood, but I never expected to obtain the ‘Divine Fall Scripture.’ Since that’s the case, I’ll let you live a few more days.”
With one hand behind her back and the other clutching the white divine book, Blood Spirit King wore a smug smile on her face.
It wasn’t in vain that she had followed him from Demon Ridge all the way to the Eastern Domain Sacred City; she had finally reaped a huge reward.
With the “Divine Fall Scripture,” she had a greater chance of reaching the Half-Saint realm, or even higher achievements.
Zhang Ruochen drew his Purple Lightning Sword, his gaze extremely sharp, and said, “I advise you to return the ‘Divine Fall Scripture’ immediately. Otherwise, today will be your death day.”
Blood Spirit King laughed loudly, a hint of disdain in her voice, “Zhang Ruochen, you overestimate yourself too much. The last time you managed to absorb part of my Half-Saint light, it was because I was unprepared. Do you think I’ll give you a second chance?”
If Blood Spirit King had taken something else, Zhang Ruochen might have tolerated it.
But she had taken Han Xue’s cultivation technique. Even if the gap in strength between Zhang Ruochen and Blood Spirit King was enormous, he had to fight to the death to reclaim the “Divine Fall Scripture.”
“I have no time to waste with you. I’ll leave now and go back to comprehend the ‘Divine Fall Scripture.’ Zhang Ruochen, can you stop me? Haha!”
Blood Spirit King laughed loudly, turned around, and prepared to leave.
“Shua!”
Suddenly, a sword light carrying the power of lightning came straight at her, reaching her brow in an instant.
“What’s going on? Who is it?”
Blood Spirit King focused her gaze and saw that the person holding the sword was none other than Zhang Ruochen.
At such a close distance, the sword tip arrived in the blink of an eye. Even if she wanted to release her protective Heavenly Gang, it was too late.
How could this be?
Such speed! When had Zhang Ruochen appeared behind her? Was Zhang Ruochen really that strong?
She didn’t know that Zhang Ruochen had just used a Space Teleportation, which transcended speed. With just a thought, he had appeared behind her.
Zhang Ruochen was well aware that against a powerhouse like Blood Spirit King, he wouldn’t have many opportunities to strike. If his first sword couldn’t kill or severely wound her, it would be very difficult for him to have another chance to kill her.
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(There’s still one more chapter, very late. Everyone, read it tomorrow morning! Little Fish will try to stay up and finish writing!)