King of Creation Chapter 1969 - 1954: Zhu Hong’s Belly

Watching Tu Zheng leave, Ye Zhen was speechless!

Previously, when Tu Zheng openly admitted that he had not actually left Tu Mountain yesterday, Ye Zhen thought that this Tu Zheng was indeed a top-notch old fox.

But now, Ye Zhen felt he had underestimated Tu Zheng.

After listening to Tu Zheng’s words, both Ye Zhen and Hu Qingtong, as well as Zhu Hong, were well aware that there was certainly some exaggeration in what Tu Zheng said and it might not even be entirely true.

Nevertheless, Tu Zheng played the human heart skillfully.

He held onto their hearts tightly.

Parents’ love for their children is indescribable, especially a mother’s love, which is utterly irrational when it comes to protecting their child’s safety.

Tu Zheng captured this point and effectively placed a mountain of a billion pounds on Hu Qingtong’s shoulders.

Ye Zhen understood that as a mother, one would never want to see their child face any possibility of premature death.

If unknown, it’s one thing; once known, they’ll clear away any future possible dangers meticulously.

Even though Ye Zhen was quite rational at the moment, deep down, he also wanted to get to the bottom of this matter and had the impulse to completely clear away any future possible dangers for Chi Ling’er.

This is what was terrifying about Tu Zheng, his ability to grasp the weakness of the human heart firmly.

Returning silently to the courtyard, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. After a long time, Hu Qingtong finally spoke with a bitter smile.

"I’ve made up my mind, Brother Ye, Brother Zhu, please don’t try to persuade me. I understand all the reasons and thoughts behind your persuasion, but regarding this matter, I can’t, and I dare not gamble, and I must not gamble.

I am not noble or great enough to sacrifice for my clan, but for Chi Ling’er’s future, I’m willing to do anything." Hu Qingtong’s words made her decision very clear.

"But Qing Tong, you must understand that the things Tu Zheng said might be false?" Zhu Hong expressed his dissatisfaction.

"The problem is, I dare not gamble, and even if I do, there is no chance of losing."

Zhu Hong turned his gaze to Ye Zhen, implying that Ye Zhen should try to persuade her.

Ye Zhen, however, did not try to persuade Hu Qingtong, "Don’t rush, Qing Tong, don’t rush to make a decision on this matter, take your time to consider!

Moreover, we cannot solely rely on Tu Zheng’s one-sided words. Regarding the matter of the incomplete Qingqiu Tomb, we must verify it from multiple sources. Once verified, then make a decision."

"Additionally, our urgent task is to leave here first, let’s first find a way to rescue Xuan Hu." Ye Zhen said.

"Oh dear, why didn’t I ask the Clan Leader to request for you to leave earlier? But I guess I should still contact him now." Hu Qingtong said.

"No need."

"In the coming days, I also need to investigate the matter of the incomplete Qingqiu Tomb. Moreover, if we are to leave, we must leave together.

Even if you’ve made up your mind to assist the Fox Clan, you shouldn’t be restricted here. We must leave and properly accompany Chi Ling’er, then choose a suitable time to help them. This is a principle!

Otherwise, I will not shy away from a bloody battle!"

These words from Ye Zhen were resolute and left no room for negotiation. Hu Qingtong wanted to say something, but ultimately, she nodded in agreement, understanding that Ye Zhen’s decision was also for the sake of the child and her, and was correct!

"Achou, do you know about the upheaval during the Yuan Dan Festival ten thousand years ago? Do you know anything about the incomplete Qingqiu Tomb?" Ye Zhen immediately inquired of Achou, as this entity was said to have existed for nearly a million years.

"About the upheaval of the Yuan Dan Festival ten thousand years ago, I don’t know! However, old Lu Li fell ten thousand years ago, and the Mirage Dragon Pearl along with me was sealed ten thousand years ago!" Achou’s voice carried an unusual resentment.

"Ah..."

Ye Zhen was rather surprised; he never really knew the specific timing of his Master Lu Li’s fall and the sealing of the Mirage Dragon Pearl.

But hearing Achou’s remarks today warranted deep thinking.

Achou hadn’t heard of the Yuan Dan upheaval, and his Master Lu Li also fell ten thousand years ago, which means the Yuan Dan upheaval happened after his Master’s fall.

Master Lu Li’s fall, the widespread chase for the Mirage Dragon Pearl across all heavens and myriads of worlds, the besiegement of the Mystical Mechanism Sect—each of these events was a shocking event at the time.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen wondered whether the upheaval during the Yuan Dan Festival had anything to do with his Master Lu Li’s fall.

"The Qingqiu Tomb indeed exists; it’s the fundamental Holy Land of the Fox Clan, overseen by the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Tu Shanyun of the time."

Upon mentioning this, Achou showed a strange expression on his face, "Interestingly, this Qingqiu Tomb is also somewhat related to the old man."

"What kind of relationship?" Ye Zhen was astonished.

"The old man and the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Tu Shanyun, who managed the Qingqiu Tomb, had a fling."

"Had a fling?"

Ye Zhen was dumbfounded by this revelation, wondering how this could even relate, "Achou, do you understand the specifics? And how much do you know about the Qingqiu Tomb?"

Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou’s voice turned indignant, "The old man was too sneaky; every time he had a rendezvous with Tu Shanyun, he would first seal me away, confine me to a small dark room, fearing that I might peek."

"Uh... Well confined, well thought out indeed." Ye Zhen pondered for a moment, "In the future, if I were to... you know!"

"Ah!"

This terrible news startled the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit, Achou, "Hey, I say, Lord Ye, you can’t play like this! Also, my power is still sealed. I lost the ability to peek long ago; you have nothing to worry about."

"It’s natural to worry!" Ye Zhen wore a look of distrust. Trust was not among Achou’s qualities, though there were some shining points. "Tell me, how much do you know about the Qingqiu Tomb?"

"Nothing... As I said, I was locked in the dark chamber..." Achou replied with a face full of frustration.

Since Achou offered no gain, Ye Zhen turned to Purple Spirit. Purple Spirit’s cultivation had greatly advanced recently, and she had recovered many memories; her existence spanned an incredibly long time.

"Purple Spirit, do you know about the Yuan Dan Change from a hundred thousand years ago? And about the Qingqiu Tomb?" Ye Zhen asked.

"I know that in ancient times, every year on the second day of the second lunar month, there was a festival called the Yuan Dan Festival, but I don’t know about the Yuan Dan Change.

However, I vaguely remember that before I fell into a deep sleep due to severe injuries, it seemed there were less than ten days until the next Yuan Dan Festival." Purple Spirit responded, "As for the Qingqiu Tomb, all I know is that it is the ancestral land of the Fox Clan, akin to your Human Clan’s ancestral shrine, and it is controlled by the strongest existence in the Fox Clan, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Tu Shanyun."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen helplessly pursed his lips.

Great, another who perished before the Yuan Dan Change.

If the year Purple Spirit fell into a deep sleep was precisely the year the Yuan Dan Change occurred, then that suggests the Yuan Dan Change was a series of events that ultimately led to a massive change in the world.

Asking around seems to be a dead end, so Ye Zhen began contemplating the existing clues again.

Firstly, Tu Zheng initially said the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox from the Tushan Clan was extinct, yet he also said Hu Qingtong is possibly that one in a billion bloodline awakening.

However, what Ye Zhen saw was Hu Qingtong’s place of origin, the True Profound Continent.

The history of the True Profound Continent is only recorded up until before the Yuan Dan Change, and it is a world with incomplete heaven and earth laws yet can nourish billions of beings.

The True Profound Continent has produced ancient strange species like Xuan Hu, Sunx Ba, Zhu Hong, and the Nine-Headed Beast; even the bloodlines of the Three Saints of Jinghai, Sea-Breaking, and Fug Hai are extremely extraordinary. The True Profound Continent indeed warrants a discussion.

Ye Zhen speculated, could the True Profound Continent be related to the Yuan Dan Change back then?

Secondly, the last thing Tu Zheng said before leaving was that no matter what choice Hu Qingtong made, he wouldn’t blame Hu Qingtong.

Ye Zhen felt it was too hypocritical.

If that’s what he said, then why confine Hu Qingtong and Ye Zhen’s group without withdrawing the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation?

Moreover, with Tu Zheng’s shrewdness, he would definitely not forget this matter.

The only possibility is that Tu Zheng chose to purposefully forget this matter with a specific intention.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Zhen holds a suspicious attitude towards Tu Zheng, the great clan leader worrying about the Fox Clan’s future.

But the problem now is, how to convince Hu Qingtong?

As time slipped away amidst Ye Zhen’s ruminations, a commotion at the door suddenly roused him from his musings.

"Get lost!"

"Tu Jinggao, you are unqualified to talk to this saint. If you want to talk to this saint, call your father here!"

"Moreover, the elders of your Fox Clan signed the marriage contract and accepted the betrothal gifts, so you must marry! Or do you, the Fox Clan, want to go back on your word, truly thinking that the Immortal Bear King is easy to hoodwink?"

Amid thundering angry scolding, Ye Zhen rose just in time to see Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao being slapped away by a palm as big as a cattail fan, the resounding roar like a mountain causing a noticeable depression in Tu Jinggao’s chest, and his face instantly drained of blood!

Zhu Hong, akin to a gate god, coldly stared at a few burly men with black long hair covering their bare chests, his iron fists tightly clenched, but his eyelids were constantly fluttering.

The grand young master of the Fox Clan, Tu Jinggao, at the peak of the Ninth Stage of Realm King Realm, was actually sent flying by a casual slap from one of the brawny men.

Zhu Hong, typically quite burly himself, appeared somewhat childlike in front of this towering man.

"A lowly pig demon dares to block my path, get lost!" A massive giant in Dao Realm swung a punch at Zhu Hong.

But in Zhu Hong’s eyes, this was not just a fist, but a towering mountain.

No, it should be dozens of vast rolling mountains.

This fist power refined at least over thirty mountains.

Zhu Hong, at this moment, had absolutely no intention of backing down, pushing his sizable belly forward to meet the assault.

Originally, this was Zhu Hong’s little killing move, using his belly to take an attack outright and then seizing the opportunity to counterattack and win.

But as the punch landed on his large belly, it quickly inflated like a balloon, his face suddenly becoming unbearably grim.

Forget about seizing the opportunity to attack—even with his innate divine ability, this blow was extremely difficult to swallow into his inner world, giving him an immediate sensation of nearly bursting apart.

Forget about attacking; Zhu Hong couldn’t even move a finger.

"Hahaha, your belly is quite interesting!" The burly Bear Clan Dao Realm man laughed loudly, "Watch me blow up your belly!"