Chapter 983: The New Son of Deity

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Gu Lingfeng.”

“Gu Lingfeng.”

…

The name of “Gu Lingfeng” was heard everywhere in the Blood God Sect, calling for a new Son of Deity.

But Zhang Ruochen wasn’t delighted at all. There was one more round of tests waiting for him.

The Saintess of the Blood God Sect, Shangguan Xianyan, arrived at the top of the alter with him.

She had a fairy figure, which gave out pure saint light. Only her eyes were full of the enchanting power.

Shangguan Xianyan looked at Zhang Ruochen beside him, and smiled. “The Son of Deity is surely a rare talent. Even the Blood Spirit Fae can’t stop you from displaying your power.”

“I’m not the Son of Deity yet. I don’t deserve the Saintess’ compliment.” Zhang Ruochen straightened up his back, putting on a cold and arrogant face.

Shangguan Xianyan pressed her red lips slightly, and smiled. “You have convinced all disciples of the Blood God Sect with your strength. If anyone else wanted to take the position of the Son of Deity, nobody would recognize him.”

Zhang Ruochen looked at Shangguan Xianyan’s pretty face playfully and closely, and said, “Now that I’ve convinced all disciples of the Blood God Sect, is the Saintess convinced as well?”

Shangguan Xianyan just smiled and didn’t answer.

The Palace Ruler of the Earth Heavenly Palace urged them on. So they stopped talking and went on to greet all saints of the Blood God Sect.

Discipline King Haiming showed a little coldness in his old eyes, “Hierarch, since Gu Linfeng has performed well and passed the two tests, shouldn’t we just go ahead and crown him as the new Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect?”

“Wait.”

A commanding voice was heard.

Discipline King Diyuan, one of the Four Discipline Kings, slowly rose up.

Powerful Holy Qi churned around Discipline King Diyuan like a mass of black clouds. He said, “It seems that Gu Linfeng didn’t use his full strength to fight the Blood Spirit Fae. I want to try him by myself to see how powerful he really is.”

A Discipline King wanted to try a Half-Saint monk?

It was evident that Discipline King Diyuan was intending to hinder him as he didn’t want Gu Linfeng to become the new Son of Deity.

Shortly after, another great saint launched an attack on Zhang Ruochen as well. He stood at the center of the golden cloud. A strong strand of spiritual power gushed out from his eyes. And he said, “I’ve just looked up all information about Gu Linfeng. He’s been practicing the Blood Dragon Scripture, a superior-class Ghost Level scripture, in the Blood Dragon Hall. He can’t be as powerful as this.”

Discipline King Diyuan sneered, “Real humans can’t practiced the Seven-Apertures Blood Palm to the sixth level. It’s strange that Gu Linfeng should have done it.”

Discipline King Diyuan and Saint Hongyuan both manipulated a strong line of Saint Might to suppress Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen had anticipated that there should be people suspecting his identity.

It wouldn’t be easy for him to become the Son of Deity.

But he stayed calm instead of panicking. He said in a voice neither haughty nor humble, “What concerns you, Saint Elders? Why not speak up directly?”

Many saints onsite showed appreciation for Zhang Ruochen’s calmness.

He could stay calm facing the Saint Might of two saints, which meant that a figure like him could represent the Blood God Sect in the world and wouldn’t disgrace them.

If he wasn’t qualified for the position of the Son of Deity, who else was?

Of course the suspicion from Discipline King Diyuan and Saint Hongyuan was not rootless at all. The strength of Gu Linfeng was terribly and extraordinarily strong.

Discipline King Haiming didn’t say a word, but enjoyed the scene like an audience member.

For he also wondered about the secret of Gu Linfeng.

“Alright, I will speak up.”

The voice of Discipline King Diyuan was full of power. He went on, “You are not the original Gu Linfeng, but a spy of the Immortal Vampires.”

Zhang Ruochen said, “Do you have any evidence to say things like this, Discipline King? If not, I’m very disappointed that you’ve made such a reckless judgement.”

“Yeah?”

Discipline King Diyuan gave a sharp look with his two thunder-bead like eyeballs. He said, “So why don’t you explain to us: how did a monk who’s only practiced a superior-class Ghost Level scripture defeat the strongest Son of Deity in the history of the Blood God Sect?”

Zhang Ruochen fell silent for a while. “I can’t say it.”

“You can’t say it, or you can’t explain it at all?”

Discipline King Diyuan operated his Holy Qi to condense a giant translucent palm print. He hovered it above Zhang Ruochen’s head, and said, “Show yourself now, boy. Or I’ll have to beat you out of him.”

Zhang Ruochen appeared to be calm rather than nervous, for he knew that there should be someone else who could explain for him.

At the mountaintop of the Mount Qianyuan.

The Taishang Elder who never moved from sitting on the ground with legs crossed, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the altar of the Blood God.

Then he moved his lips and sent a word to the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect silently.

Then, the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect finally opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruochen beneath him. He was a little surprised, and said to himself, “After 1,000 years, someone has comprehended the Blood God Map at last.”

The Hierarch of the Blood God Sect shouted, “Discipline King Diyuan, you are a saint. It is way below you to push a young man like that. Put away your handprint at once!”

Discipline King Diyuan said, “Hierarch, he’s too powerful to be the original Gu Linfeng. What if he’s a spy sent by the Immortal Vampires? Wouldn’t it be a joke for all monks if we made the spy the Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect?”

“I have known his secret. You shouldn’t worry. The boy is of great fortune. He might surpass all of you in the future,” said the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect.

Discipline King Diyuan was puzzled, “What is his secret?”

“I can’t tell you yet.” the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect remained calm.

It was obvious that the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect spoke rather sternly this time.

Now that the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect had given the order, nobody dared to pick fights with Gu Linfeng.

Even Discipline King Diyuan wouldn’t dare to continue. He put away his handprint, and returned to his seat.

“It is true that Gu Linfeng has an extraordinary secret.”

Discipline King Haiming didn’t expect it to have anything to do with the Blood God Map. He thought it might be something that Gu Linfeng had gotten from the Bottomless Abyss.

“After he’s crowned the Son of Deity, I have to force him to tell all the secrets of the Bottomless Abyss,” Discipline King Haiming said to himself.

After the crowning ceremony, Zhang Ruochen was taken to pay tribute to the God Corpse of the Blood God Sect by the Hierarch.

The Hierarch manipulated a secret method to have induced the Blood God Venomous Worm out of Zhang Ruochen’s body, using the help of the God Corpse.

How could the distinguished Son of Deity be controlled by a Blood God Venomous Worm?

Half a month later.

The sky was blue and clear, as if newly washed. Layers of clouds floated in the sky like cotton.

A more than 70-meters-long Gold Wing Thunder Eagle flew in the sky, like a small palace-sized old chariot, leaving a giant shadow on the ground.

The Gold Wing Thunder Eagle was a sixth level savage beast. It gave out formidable Qi while flying across the mountains, scaring the savage beasts of lower levels out of their lives.

When the Gold Wing Thunder Eagle passed above the Occult Cloud Sect, elders of the Occult Cloud Sect all rushed out. Seeing that the Gold Wing Thunder Eagle didn’t stop from flying all the way to the horizon, they were relieved.

A young disciple of the Occult Cloud Sect raised his head to look at the sky, and said in shock, “What terrible Qi! Is it the legendary divine beast, the Roc?”

One elder of the Occult Cloud Sect said, “They are the Gold Wing Thunder Eagle and the Blood Soul Chariot of the Blood God Sect. It must be an influential figure of the Blood God Sect in the chariot. Such a figure could erase the Occult Cloud Sect with only one wave.”

The young disciple held his fists and put on an eager face. “I will work hard, so one day I will ride the Gold Wing Thunder Eagle and take the Blood Soul Chariot, and be worshipped by people, too.”

Meanwhile, Zhang Ruochen sat alone in the Blood Soul Chariot, refining a Cuprite Old Mirror.

The Cuprite Old Mirror was about the size of a palm. It was crystal clear, made of blood jade.

Some mysterious inscriptions were at the rim of the old mirror. Some inscriptions were connected to look like a tree. Some looked like a divine beast.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t stop until he had refined the Cuprite Old Mirror completely to control the battle spirit. He held it in hand and touched it gently.

“Life-Death Mirror.”

Each Son of Deity of the Blood God Sect would receive a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon.

And this Life-Death Mirror was the Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon given to Zhang Ruochen by the Hierarch of the Blood God Sect.

It was said that the Life-Death Mirror was a fake copy forged according to the Blood Sea Demonic Mirror, the ultimate saint weapon of the Immortal Vampires.

“Even the copy is at the level of the Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon. How powerful must the real Blood Sea Demonic Mirror be?” Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

After the Blood Sea Demonic Mirror and Blood Empress fell into the Bottomless Abyss, did they completely vanish from the Kunlun’s Realm?

The soaring blood light that Zhang Ruochen had seen at the First Gradient in the Bottomless Abyss came to his mind.

Did the blood light have anything to do with the Blood Sea Demonic Mirror or the Blood Express?

Zhang Ruochen had stayed in the headquarters of the Blood God Sect for the past half month, and he had learned a lot.

It was said that the imperial court and the Ministry of War had sent ten saints to crack the defense of the Nether Heavenly Palace and intrude into the Bottomless Abyss.

But none of them returned from the Bottomless Abyss, like tossed out stones.

Apparently, the Saint Lady had gone back to the Central Emperor City safely, and had reported the situation of the Bottomless Abyss.

But Zhang Ruochen wondered why Chi Yao didn’t take the move herself, dealing with such a vital situation.

Was it because she didn’t regard it seriously? Or…she really couldn’t fight anymore?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly to put a stop to thinking about the Bottomless Abyss and Chi Yao. He rolled up the curtain of the chariot, and looked outside, “Will we arrive at the headquarter of the Black Market in the state of Tiantai soon?”

Zhang Ruochen left the Blood God Sect this time in order to go back to the Royal Capital. He would visit his mother’s tomb and also pay a visit to Kong Lanyou.

Of course, before that, he had to go to the headquarters of the Black Market in the state of Tiantai to purchase the soul of the saint elephant.

Only after he got the soul of the saint elephant, could he complete his exercise of the Tenth Move of the Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm.

And, after he had practiced the soul of the saint elephant, he would then have the chance to crack the seventh aperture on his palms and exercise a stronger body.

It’s an essential step toward becoming a saint.