King of Creation Chapter 1637: 1622: A Rude Awakening

“How confident are you?”

In response to Mountain God Yi Xun’s inquiry, Ye Zhen flashed a confident smile and replied, “Elder Yi, what do you think? Just watch tomorrow.”

Ye Zhen avoided a direct reply to Mountain God Yi Xun’s question, but his words overflowed with unshakable assurance.

Yi Xun jabbed a finger toward Ye Zhen upon hearing this, chuckling as he scolded, “You little punk, don’t fool this old timer. The tale of your moonlit clash with Yuann Hongying has echoed across the lands.

Only ten days past, gambling pools sprang up everywhere. This old man aims to grab some gains from this.”

“Even you lack Spirit Stones?”

Yi Xun rolled his eyes and snorted, “Who doesn’t crave more Spirit Stones? To Martial Artists, they’re like silver to mortals—endless hunger.

No matter if it’s geezers like me, Dao Realm Experts, or even fabled Creation Gods, all thirst for more Spirit Stones.”

Growing solemn, Yi Xun added, “Tomorrow’s moonlit duel draws countless Martial Artists to spectate, so we’ve erected a Formation projection by Heavenly Snake Reef to secure ample fighting space.

Still, the exact battleground dimensions hinge on your view.”

“It’s our turf, after all—shouldn’t we tilt things in favor of our own?” Yi Xun grinned.

“No need for such hassle!” Ye Zhen dismissed with a wave, “Grant Yuann Hongying whatever battleground he desires. It matters not to me.”

Yi Xun went still, gazing at Ye Zhen in renewed shock at his boundless self-assurance.

Ye Zhen’s demeanor surpassed mere confidence; it brimmed with arrogance ready to burst.

Truth be told, prior to forming his Primordial Spirit, Ye Zhen might not have boasted such boldness. Yet after forging a Primordial Spirit reserved for Dao Realm Experts, his battle prowess skyrocketed, fueling this audacity.

Suddenly, Mountain God Yi Xun’s face grew gravely stern as he set two vacant tea cups upon the table.

Grasping the Jade Pot, he poured seventy percent into one cup and filled the other completely, then lightly jostled the table.

Instantly, water from the full cup sloshed over the edge, while the partial one merely rippled without a spill.

Yi Xun then locked eyes with Ye Zhen, intoning slowly, “Fullness breeds loss, modesty yields profit!”

Ye Zhen faltered, but before he spoke, Yi Xun pressed on, “Since antiquity, scorning one’s rival spells disaster!

You’ve come back stronger, aura majestic, hinting at breakthroughs and heightened might. Even so, never belittle your opponent.

Who is Yuann Hongying?

He commands Dao Realm Experts to kneel and Ninth Stage Realm King Realm powerhouses as lackeys—a titan beyond need for praise.

This moonlit showdown avenges his kin’s blood, so he’ll prepare meticulously.

Besides, his Cultivation vaulted from Sixth Stage Dark Palace Realm to Ninth Stage Peak in just half a year. Ordinary folk couldn’t dream of it.

As you noted, three Acquired Spirit Treasures grace him, boundless in might, amplifying with their wielder’s Cultivation.

His Cultivation surged nearly four stages, boosting those three Acquired Spirit Treasures’ power manifold over years.

Yet you dismiss him lightly.

With that mindset, skip tomorrow’s fight—save your life!”

His last words thundered like lightning into Ye Zhen’s Spirit Palace, stirring shame and unease within.

“Elder Yi’s warning rings true; I stand corrected!” Ye Zhen conceded swiftly.

“Now that you grasp it, spend the day and night in quiet reflection, steadying your heart for battle,” Yi Xun instructed.

Departing Mountain God Yi Xun’s abode, a cold shiver raced down Ye Zhen’s spine.

Frankly, since forming the Primordial Spirit in the Ancient Demon God Temple, Ye Zhen’s strength exploded, effortlessly crushing thousands of foes with allies, even wiping out Heavenly Temple Shahe City Branch Temple.

Subtly, arrogance had swelled in Ye Zhen’s heart.

Prior to this meeting, he’d scorned Yuann Hongying, fretting more over the accompanying Dao Realm Expert, Eunuch Fuq.

But Mountain God Yi Xun’s piercing admonition yanked Ye Zhen from his hubris.

A powerhouse like Yuann Hongying, backed by titans, demands respect. What lethal arts might he conceal?

As Yi Xun noted, in half a year—or truly just over a month—Yuann Hongying rocketed from Sixth Stage Dark Palace Realm to Ninth Stage Peak, worthy of Ye Zhen’s awe.

Abruptly, four words surfaced in Ye Zhen’s mind.

Good Teacher, Beneficial Friend!

True mentors and allies shine like Mountain God Yi Xun!

Ye Zhen puzzled over Elder Yi’s unwavering loyalty to him.

Returning to Five Blessings Inn, Ye Zhen banished stray thoughts, settling into silent meditation for the duel.

He pondered Yuann Hongying’s known moves: countermeasures, blending attack with guard, exploiting his edges, and more.

….

Night cloaked Five Immortals Island deeply, yet bustle replaced its typical hush.

Streaks of radiance from every direction funneled toward Five Immortals Island, spirit boats and spirit fowl ferrying crowds ashore.

Spotting profit, tea houses, taverns, and wine shops flung doors wide overnight; tripled rates couldn’t deter packed halls.

Without Five Immortals Hall’s heavy patrols, brawls over private rooms would erupt.

Clashes persisted through the dark hours.

But dawn heralded far greater throngs of Martial Artists.

Five Immortals Island patrols tallied: by midday, arrivals topped last year’s auction peak.

Fights raged nonstop at Five Immortals Arena, victors swapping like clockwork amid dense crowds of watchers and challengers.

The spectacle nearly brought tears to Grand Deacon Cui Shi of Ming Mountain Hall.

Ming Mountain Hall long handled patrols and order; tonight’s full moon guidance and security fell to Cui Shi’s command.

He never foresaw crowds dwarfing the yearly auction.

A single spark could ignite pandemonium.

Chaos would pin blame first on him as Ming Mountain Hall’s Grand Deacon, then Five Immortals Bright Mountain Hall.

In a fluster, Cui Shi urgently summoned Ming Mountain Hall’s Hidden Cultivation Real Person for aid.

Four potent Dao Realm presences swept over Five Immortals Island, instantly soothing the masses; only then did Cui Shi exhale, mopping brow sweat.

“All Kuohai’s doing—if not for his interference, ruining senior brothers’ seclusion,” Cui Shi muttered bitterly.

Since Ye Zhen picked Tianyun Hall, Cui Shi grew wary of him.

Yet rules bound any reckoning, fueling Cui Shi’s ire.

Meanwhile, Mountain God Yi Xun emerged too; Ming Mountain Hall oversaw patrols for the full moon bout, but Tianyun Hall’s Yi Xun managed Five Immortals Arena commerce.

Decades of trade honed instincts—no goldmine like this goes untapped by Five Immortals Hall.

Five Immortals Hall ran betting houses aplenty, while over a thousand vendors sought licenses, plus hordes hawking wares near projection Formations.

Yi Xun oversaw broadly, eyes sharp on bettors tarnishing Five Immortals Hall’s name.

Patrons guaranteed, deposits enforced.

Thus, as the full moon duel loomed, protagonists meditated while others toiled feverishly.

Post-noon, arrivals spiked every half hour.

At 15:45, silver brilliance lanced the heavens, a heart-oppressing force blooming over the horizon, streaking to Heavenly Snake Reef.

That silver glow pulsed with uncanny ferocity; spirit beast servants on and off Five Immortals Island instinctively cringed.

Up close, shock rippled: a dragon!

A Silver Dragon radiating horrifying might!

At Five Immortals Inn, cross-legged Ye Zhen felt his Spirit Palace’s Black Dragon Spirit Pillar quiver faintly, jolting him skyward.

“Dragon Qi!”

“Five-clawed Silver Dragon bloodline—nobler, fiercer than the Blue-scaled Dragon King’s near-Five-clawed True Dragon lineage!”

Hovering above Heavenly Snake Reef, the Five-clawed Silver Dragon’s vast eyes flicked toward Five Blessings Inn, confusion flickering briefly.

No one caught it; all eyes glued to the silver-haired youth poised casually on the Silver Dragon’s grand horn.

Shock saturated every stare.

Five-clawed Silver Dragons hailed from Ancient Dragon Clan’s purest line, nobility incarnate; Dragons’ pride was legendary. Yet this youth stood atop head and horn unopposed—who was he?

Nearly all, spying the silver-robed youth, watched even Eunuch Fuq beside Yuann Hongying muster an uneasy grin, striding to greet him!