Chapter 1559: Mirror Fragrance Cliff

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The Truth Heavenly Domain was vast and boundless. A cultivator traveling by himself may spend a month and still not reach the destination.

But riding the cloud ship, they were more than ten times faster.

The dojos that the western gods set up in the Truth Heavenly Domain were all in the Void Sacred Domain.

The dojo created by the Tree God was in the Mirror Fragrance Cliff of the Void Sacred Domain.

Still 100 miles away, Zhang Ruochen already smelled the mesmerizing fragrance.

Osmanthus flower petals were blown down from the cliff, converging into a “creak of petals” in the air. They danced in the air and fell down like snow after scattering.

“What a paradise for cultivation,” Zhang Ruochen sighed. “The natural Holy Qi is three times denser than at Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land. The rules of the world are more active too. It’s more suitable to study the Saintly Way.”

Ling Feiyu had been silent the entire time. Standing to Zhang Ruochen’s right, she finally said, “If I can keep cultivating here, my speed can double at the very least.”

Ling Feiyu wasn’t a member of Guanghan Field, but she’d come to the Truth Heavenly Domain with their spot, so she would naturally be with Zhang Ruochen’s group.

They gazed at Mirror Fragrance Cliff from 100 miles away. There was a huge Osmanthus tree on the cliff. Thick black roots stabbed into the rock and white flowers bloomed amongst the green leaves, shimmering with saintly light.

Wen Shucheng was the Tree God’s disciple, so he recognized it immediately. “The Osmanthus tree contains the Tree God’s aura. It must be a root left behind that grew into a sapling of a divine tree. With the sapling’s protection, Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo will never fail. Unfortunately, we descendants couldn’t keep it and allowed the cultivators of other worlds to take it.”

Wen Shucheng felt deep regret. His battle intent grew stronger inside.

Zhang Ruochen, Ling Feiyu, Mu Lingxi, Wen Shucheng, Su Qingling, and Ling Mi stepped inside Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo. Immediately, blinding light appeared and many formation runes emerged to stop them from continuing forward.

“They’d actually set up a formation outside the dojo. Do they really think this is their own territory?”

Su Qingling huffed coldly. She took out a Ten-thousand Pattern Saint Weapon sword and activated all her Holy Qi. Thousands of runes emerged on the sword as she unleashed the complete power.

Whoosh!

Putting her hands together, she struck down with the saint sword.

Boom!

The saint sword clashed against the defensive formation. Immediately, a shield of light appeared. It was like a curtain of water that connected the land with the sky and shook violently.

The deafening boom traveled to thousands of miles away, shocking all the cultivators.

“What a powerful defensive formation.”

Su Qingling found this troublesome. If they couldn’t even break the defensive formation, it would be a joke to try and take the dojo back.

The lower one’s cultivation was, the more moldable you were. It would also be more beneficial to study the rules of truth. Thus, the worlds usually gave the spots for the Truth Godly Palace to Saints.

The worlds rarely gave this spot to Saint Kings in order to utilize resources well.

Even if Saint Kings appeared, they had usually already studied the rules of truth before and were here for the second or third time. After all, you also benefited more the more rules you figured out.

It was rare for Saint Kings like Ling Feiyu to come to the Truth Heavenly Domain for the first time.

This was also why the formations outside the dojo were usually set up by Spiritual Power Saints and Saint Kings. They wouldn’t be so strong that even a Supreme Saint couldn’t break them.

“Let me try.”

Zhang Ruochen wanted to use this chance to test the power of the Emperor Yi Bone Staff.

As soon as he grasped it, a circular door opened up in the defensive light curtain before him.

Inside it stood a three-meter-tall man with dark skin. He had two dragon whiskers at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were as dark and deep as a lake.

“Who is it!?” he roared. “You actually came to Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo to cause trouble! Don’t you know that this is Cloud Field’s territory?”

“Since when did Guanghan Field’s dojo become part of Cloud Field?”

Zhang Ruochen opened his Heavenly Eyes and white light flew out of his forehead, landing on the man. He saw that his true form was actually a huge black dragon-whisker insect.

“It’s the Insect Race.”

Zhang Ruochen put his Heavenly Eyes away and intoned, “Guanghan Field is here to take the dojo back.”

“Oh, cultivators from Guanghan Field.”

A mocking voice came from behind Dragon Whiskers.

Then a short man with a hunched back walked out of the door of light. This man’s name was Han Lu. His skin had hard scales on it.

Both Dragon Whiskers and Han Lu were half-step Saint Kings.

Of course, if they could be chosen from Cloud Field and have the chance to study in the Truth Godly Palace, they must not be simple beings. It would be a great mistake to actually treat them as half-step Saint Kings.

Dragon Whiskers scoffed. “Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo belongs to Cloud Field now. It has nothing to do with Guanghan Field. If you don’t want to be missing some limbs, you should be smart and get out immediately.”

“Dragon Whiskers, how can you be so crude? Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo was created by a god from Guanghan Field, after all. We should be welcoming of Guanghan beauties. How can we tell them to get out?”

Han Lu smiled leeringly and his gaze swept past Ling Feiyu, Mu Lingxi, Su Qingling, and Ling Mi. They were all top beauties with curvy bodies. They were very easy on the eyes.

“We Cloud Field cultivators won’t be so cruel,” he said. “As long as you pay saint stones as rent, you can step inside Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo temporarily. If we all interact well, we can even let you study the runes of truth left by the Tree God. What do you think?”

“You want us to pay with saint stones?” Su Qingling scoffed coldly.

Han Lu’s smile was very wretched. “Isn’t this tradition? Last time, Wu Hao, that top pride of Guanghan Field, paid saint stones to enter Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo and study the runes left behind by the Tree God. So, if you want to become strong, you should learn to endure things. Oh, Wu Hao had a nice relationship with Senior Brother Bai Ran. How come he didn’t come with you today?”

“Because he’s dead!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Han Lu was taken aback, but he quickly smiled. “Dead? That’s unfortunate. But Senior Brother Bai Ran remembers the friendship, so he just sent me a message. He wants me to tell you all that, since you’re cultivators of Guanghan Field, men only have to pay 100,000 saint stones and women 10,000 to live temporarily in the dojo.”

“We’re not Wu Hao,” Su Qingling yelled.

She immediately activated the complete power of the saint sword again. Like a white rainbow, sword Qi cut across, stabbing toward Han Lu’s forehead.

Han Lu wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he smiled. “Nice personality. I love proud beauties like you. It makes one want to conquer you.”

Han Lu’s palm reached out from behind the door of light and formed prints of interwoven ice and fire. It clashed with the sword tip.

The full-power strike was actually blocked. Su Qingling was shocked inwardly. This perverted man is actually so strong.

“Go back, little pretty.”

Han Lu cackled. Taking a deep breath, his thin frame swelled and he pushed forward with both arms. The interwoven ice and fire immediately exploded, forcing Su Qingling to stumble back.

Han Lu shook his sleeves and sneered with his head held high. “Other than the one or two from the Tree God, all top techniques of Guanghan Field have been taken already. So what if you have strong bodies? Without cultivating the top techniques, you’re still nothing… Ah…my eyes…”

Suddenly, Han Lu yelled out. He covered his eyes and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Just then, sharp sword light had penetrated the door of light and stabbed toward him. Even though he’d discovered it, he couldn’t dodge it at all, so his eyes were burst by the sword light.

Ling Feiyu pulled back her slender fingers that had sent out the sword light. “I hate people looking at me like that,” she said coldly.

Dragon Whiskers, standing beside Han Lu, stared at Ling Feiyu in shock. She’d only used a beam of sword Qi to disable Han Lu’s eyes. Just how strong was her cultivation?

No, was that sword Qi or Sword Way Xuangang?

Dragon Whiskers immediately closed the door. Taking Han Lu, he charged up the steps to report to Senior Brother Bai Ran.

Boom!

A huge skeletal fist print hit the defensive light shield, shattering the formation. The entire dojo trembled.

A burst of Supreme Saint’s origin power filled this land. It shook Dragon Whiskers and Han Lu so that they lost balance and almost fell on the steps.

Dragon Whiskers looked back and saw a huge black skeleton standing behind them. The forehead shone with dazzling Buddhist light.

Earlier, it was that black skeleton who’d shattered the formation with one fist.

The young man that stood on the skeleton’s head was Zhang Ruochen.

He jumped down, flying from the skeleton’s head. His hands formed palm prints. Dragon and elephants projected from the prints and pressed down on Dragon Whiskers and Han Lu’s heads.

They quickly cast saint spells, each forming a print in reaction to the descending enemy.

Boom!

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen landed on the steps. His palms forced Dragon Whiskers and Han Lu to the ground. The steps were smashed, forming two broken ditches.

“I told you to get out, but you didn’t listen. Now, there are no more chances!”

Zhang Ruochen put his hands behind his back. With bounding saintly might, he strode up the steps and looked up arrogantly. “Zhang Ruochen of Guanghan Field has come to take Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo back. Tree God, if you hear me, release your divine power to turn this place back into a fair world.”

The black skeleton, dozens of meters tall, followed closely behind Zhang Ruochen. Its huge skeletal feet stepped into the ditches, making Dragon Whiskers and Han Lu cry out in pain.

The so-called “fair world” meant using divine power to push all cultivations to the same level in a certain area.

All gods who’d established a dojo in the Truth Heavenly Domain would leave such a tactic behind. As long as their descendants prayed fervently, they would make everyone equal in the dojo.

Of course, this tactic was originally created to fend off outer enemies so cultivators from another world wouldn’t take the dojo.

Zhang Ruochen had learned about this from Su Jing.