Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 1463: Cleanse Saint Spirit Mountain with Blood

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Were you blind...?”

To dare to scold Yi Tu such; perhaps only the Phantom King dared to in the entire Earth Domain, right?

The Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists and Mo Lingqiu all shivered inside, having a premonition that something big was going to happen today. However, the men from the Ink Feather Race didn’t dare to move, much less Mo Lingqiu.

The last time in the Blue Lion City, Mo Lingqiu had witnessed this little princess’s temper firsthand. He also knew how much the Eagle Empress and Green Eagle King doted on this long-lost daughter!

Yi Tu’s face darkened; he was after all the number-two person in the Saint Spirit Domain and the Phantom King’s representative. To be scolded as such by a lass in front of all the prominent people in the Saint Spirit Domain and all the different domains; even a saint would be enraged. His eyes grew cold as he said softly, “Mu Xiaoyu, this is the Saint Spirit Domain and not the Ink Feather Mystic Realm. If you want to act spoiled, go back to the Ink Feather Mystic Realm! This was not a decision made by me solely, but the consensus reached among the eighteen judges.”

Jiang Xiaonu smiled mockingly as she said, “In that case, all you eighteen are blind. Ask anyone else here; even better, ask He Xiang! Who dares to be first?”

Mo Huaisang and others—including many on the spectators’ stands—all nodded silently in approval. Of course, no one dared to say anything.

At this time, He Xiang, who could dismember his own limbs, suddenly flew forward tens of feet. He cupped his hands and said, “Lord Yi Tu, Young Mistress Mu’s words are true. I admit defeat and don’t dare to be number one!”

He Xiang genuinely did not want to claim this first position; he was afraid that everyone in the Earth Domain would mock him and that Jiang Xiaonu would find trouble with him. Jiang Xiaonu was someone that even dared to scold the eighteen judges. The Ink Feather Race was extremely overbearing and unreasonable. If Jiang Xiaonu carried this hatred with her, he would be at risk of dying anytime.

Yi Tu’s face became even blacker. If He Xiang himself didn’t dare to claim the first position, Yi Tu couldn’t possibly force it on him. Perhaps they should change a candidate?

Yi Tu was at a loss as he looked at the remaining judges. However, the other seventeen were also helpless. Jiang Xiaonu’s status was too special; if it was anyone else, they would have disciplined that person and be done with this matter.

“Hmph!”

The Phantom King’s face surfaced a sliver of displeasure. He was standing right here, and this lass from the Ink Feather Race did not even bother giving Yi Tu any face? This was a direct affront to him. He saw that Yi Tu and the others had grown silent as he spoke, “Lass from the Mu Clan, the rules are the rules. There is no need to say anything else. Step back!”

The Phantom King was extremely powerful, and his status was special; even the Green Eagle King was mindful of offending him. He was the second strongest person in the entire Earth Domain and kept to his word. When he spoke, Qi Qingchen, Mo Huaisang, and the others all sighed slightly. Since the Phantom King had already spoken, this matter was finally coming to an end.

Everyone would think that Jiang Xiaonu would be mindful of the Phantom King and not create trouble anymore. No one expected Jiang Xiaonu’s mocking smile to be even more accentuated. She turned and looked at the Phantom King, asking, “Phantom King, are you blind as well?”

Plop!

Many people in the spectators’ stands all sat down as their knees weakened. The formidable martial artists from the Ink Feather Race all shuddered as they knelt in midair in fear and said, “Phantom King, our young mistress does not understand things; please do not be mad!”

Mo Huaisang and all the young masters and young mistresses were frightened to the core; no one dared to even breathe for a second. Someone in the Earth Domain actually dared to scold the Phantom King as being blind.

“Presumptuous!”

Yi Tu was instantly enraged as he roared furiously, “Mu Xiaoyu, ask for forgiveness from Majesty Father immediately. If not, bear the consequences yourself!”

Phantom King was expressionless; he wasn’t going to be rifled by the mere words of a lass. However, although he did not speak, he looked coldly at Jiang Xiaonu, evidently mad. If Jiang Xiaonu didn’t ask for forgiveness, he wasn’t going to do anything. However, if Yi Tu attacked her, he wasn’t going to stop Yi Tu either.

His dignity was not to be easily sullied by anyone; not even the Green Eagle King’s daughter!

“Rules?”

Jiang Xiaonu raised her head indignantly as she started speaking eloquently. “Since you guys brought up the rules, then let’s talk about the rules. Yi Tu, what did you say the Ten Thousand Domain Tournament was for? What are we gathered here for? What is the purpose of the Wen Fight? If there isn’t fairness in this Ten Thousand Domain Tournament—if my young master’s extraordinary mystical ability could not get the first place, then what is the point of the Ten Thousand Domain Tournament?

“Who would want to participate again next time? If the strongest mystical ability cannot get the first place and you guys arbitrarily decide on another to be the first, where is the reasoning in that? If there isn’t any, how can that be justified? How can the human race continue to prosper? Touch your heart and tell us aloud: is my young master’s mystical ability the best?”

While Jiang Xiaonu’s words were not that persuasive and not very logical, everyone grew silent. Yi Tu and the other judges also were mum, not being sure how to respond. If they were asked to touch their heart and say that Jiang Yi’s mystical ability was not the best, they could not. However, it wasn’t easy to explain matters. They couldn’t possibly say that Jiang Yi was too unruly, right? That they were afraid of not being able to control him?

Finally, the Phantom King spoke. He said expressionlessly, “Lass from the Mu Clan, your insolence towards me just now, I will not pursue it on account of Old Eagle. Step back. If you continue to make noise, do not blame me for disciplining you on behalf of your father!”

Jiang Xiaonu’s mouth twitched as she still wanted to continue rebuking the Phantom King. At that moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out. “Alright, Xiaonu, there is no need to continue talking! There is no point in reasoning with this old thing; there is no reasoning in this world. Whoever has the biggest fist would be the reasoning!”

“Wow!”

A commotion broke out instantly as numerous glances shot towards Jiang Yi who was in Jiang Xiaonu’s embrace. The voice had belonged to Jiang Yi; the unconscious Jiang Yi had already woken up?

The commotion quickly subsided and became dead silence. Jiang Xiaonu’s rebuke of the Phantom King had scared many people present. Now, Jiang Yi actually dared to call the Phantom King an old thing? Indeed, a maidservant took after her young master.

“Please do not be angry, Phantom King!”

Mo Lingqiu shot forward at his fastest speed, transforming into a streak of light and positioning himself in between Jiang Yi and the Phantom King.

The Phantom King had already acted. He waved a single hand as a formless breeze swept over. Mo Lingqiu’s body had just flown over and was immediately struck ferociously as if by a huge mountain. He spat out fresh blood in midair as his body was slammed backward into one of the spectator’s stands, knocking down a few people there as well.

“Hmph!”

The Phantom King’s eyes flashed coldly as he sent yet another breeze forward. Jiang Yi and Jiang Xiaonu felt as if a huge mountain was about to come crashing down on them.

The Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists in the distance all started to move and wanted to help Jiang Yi and Jiang Xiaonu block this blow. However, a battle saber appeared in Yi Tu’s hand as he stopped them. A few figures also materialized in midair and locked onto the Ink Feather Race formidable martial artists murderously.

Swish!

At this moment, Qi Qingchen actually reacted. Her body became a blur as she stood in front of Jiang Yi, a snow-white battle armor surfacing. As the breeze struck her, she took a half-step backward and stopped. She bowed, cupped her hands, and said, “Please do not be angry, Phantom King! If the Phantom King wants to punish someone, I am willing to accept it on behalf of Jiang Yi!”

“Wow!”

Countless people were stunned. When Qi Qingchen had acted, many had thought that it was because of Jiang Xiaonu; it was actually for Jiang Yi? She was also willing to be punished on his behalf?

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Many eyes turned to Jiang Yi, wondering who on earth he was. Not only did the young princess from the Ink Feather Race call him young master, now even the number-one beauty on the Earth Domain, the future Wintry Sovereign, seemed to have a relationship with him?

Jiang Yi had actually not fainted at all. He had just been too weak to move. Hence, he was very clear about everything that was going on.

At this moment, he struggled a little and stood up with Jiang Xiaonu’s aid. He looked at Qi Qingchen, smiled, and said, “Qingchen, don’t beg with this old thing. If he wants to kill me, let him.”

After he spoke, Jiang Yi raised his head high and looked at the upright, awe-inspiring Phantom King directly in the eye. Jiang Yi said resolutely, “You are the Phantom King? I will say this here and now. If you do not kill me today, someday... I will cleanse your Saint Spirit Mountain with blood!”