King of Creation Chapter 2070 - 2055: A Speck of Dust
Previously on King of Creation...
Although Ye Zhen is now in the Demon Soul Realm, according to previous experience, the two-world passage of the Demon Soul Realm is already aligned with the Taimeng Demon Realm due to the laws of the world.
Unless Ye Zhen leaves the Taimeng Demon Realm and reaches a world with the same or a higher grade than the Taimeng Demon Realm, the two-world passage will not realign.
In other words, if Ye Zhen goes out now, he will still be in the Taimeng Demon Realm.
So, there aren’t many ways for Ye Zhen to return to the Primordial Continent.
One way, like the Primordial Spirit of the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits Xiong Cheng, is to tear through the spatial wall, enter the chaotic void directly, and then head towards the Primordial Continent from the chaotic void, or to a world that has a Two-World Teleportation Formation with the Primordial Continent.
Though with Ye Zhen’s current strength, relying on the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten’s talent ability and the Void-Slaughtering Radiance, traversing the chaotic void is not a problem.
But the variables are too great.
Who knows when Ye Zhen will be able to return to the Primordial Continent.
Maybe a few months, maybe a few years, or even decades or centuries.
However, Ye Zhen only has five months of time left.
The fastest and most reliable way is to go from the Taimeng Demon Realm to the Zhengyao Realm, and then from the two-world passage of the Zhengyao Realm to the Primordial Continent.
But after today, Ye Zhen believes that the Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and others will not easily give up their pursuit of Ye Zhen.
Moreover, after seeing Ye Zhen’s display of strength today, the manpower and experts utilized will probably only increase.
Relying on forcibly breaking through is no longer possible.
But in any case, Ye Zhen must pass through the Two-World Teleportation Formation within five months.
If he can’t, all of his trusted followers in North Sea County, or even the families of ordinary soldiers, and even close relatives and clansmen, will have to be buried with Ye Zhen alone.
Under the strict military laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the death of tens of thousands of people is like child’s play.
But, how to go back?
After pondering day and night in the Demon Soul Realm, Ye Zhen quietly left the Demon Soul Realm once again to head to the Taimeng Demon Realm.
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Within the Clan Leader Residence of Qingqiu Tushan, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao, temporarily in charge of all Qingqiu clan affairs, was pacing back and forth in the study like an ant on a hot pan.
"Grand Young Master, the Third Lady has brought ginseng soup." A long-term attendant’s voice came from outside the door.
Before the words were finished, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao impatiently waved his hand, "Go, go...."
However, before the attendant could pass on the message, the favored Third Lady boldly pushed open the door, followed by a maid carrying ginseng soup, "Master, no matter how busy you are, you must take care of your health. I personally used spiritual fire to simmer this for six hours...."
"Get out!"
Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao suddenly lifted his bloodshot eyes and shouted sharply. His appearance was like that of a ferocious beast, scaring the Third Lady into covering her mouth, and the maid behind her was so frightened that her hand shook, causing the jade bowl of ginseng soup to fall and shatter.
The Third Lady froze for a moment, then pointed at the maid and began to curse, "You stupid...."
"Get out, immediately!"
Usually gentle and refined, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao had an indescribable coldness in his voice, and his icy gaze bore no emotion.
"No, Master, I wasn’t...."
"Get out!"
With another shout from Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao, an inexplicable wave of Qi surged with his voice, sending the Third Lady and her maid floating away like willow catkins, their screams echoing through the air.
"Grand Young Master...." The long-term attendant’s timid voice sounded.
"If anyone barges in again, you can do without your head!"
As the words were spoken, the study door slammed shut, and Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao began pacing about restlessly.
In fact, as the future successor of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, Tu Jinggao’s frustration and anxiety started three days ago.
The root of this frustration and anxiety came from a message he received through a small communication transfer formation he rarely used.
The content of the jade scroll was simple, just one sentence: Within two months, get me out of the Two-World City in the Zhengyao Realm.
A very ordinary sentence, with a seemingly simple request.
But in the eyes of Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao, it felt like impending doom.
Because the person who sent this jade scroll was Ye Zhen!
The very person his father, the Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, had already begun to use the full power of the clan to hunt down.
Just five days ago, he had received an order from his father Tu Zheng to assemble all the Dao Realm cultivators of the Qingqiu Fox Clan that could be contacted in the shortest time possible.
Meanwhile, he ordered half of the Dao Realm personnel currently stationed within Qingqiu, including those from vassal races, to rush to the Two-World City in the Zhengyao Realm within the shortest time possible.
Three days ago, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao personally sent off over one hundred and twenty Dao Realm members from the fox clan and vassal races to the Zhengyao Realm.
Additionally, due to the reduced number of Dao Realm personnel, internal defenses in Qingqiu were strengthened.
Yet, this was not the end. According to his father Tu Zheng’s demands, at least two hundred more Dao Realm cultivators would need to be dispatched to the Zhengyao Realm in the future.
This showed just how determined his father was to capture Ye Zhen.
Deploying nearly one-third of the clan’s Dao Realm forces to capture just one man, Ye Zhen, was a decision that left Tu Jinggao deeply shocked.
Yet now, Ye Zhen had approached him for help.
What’s even more deadly is that Ye Zhen has something in his hands that can ruin him at any time, and more importantly, has control over his life and death, making him wish for death rather than life at any moment.
This is what truly frustrates and leaves Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao helpless.
On a public level, he knows that his father, Tu Zheng, has paid a huge price. If they fail with nothing to gain, the impact will be immense.
It could even affect his father’s prestige and status within the clan.
But on a personal level, if he doesn’t cooperate, he faces either disgrace or death.
On the other hand, if he takes action, the chances of exposure are considerable.
Thus, in these past three days, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao is anxious to the point of wanting to draw his sword and kill.
Suddenly, the small Communication Transfer Formation in the corner of his study room lights up once again.
As soon as the light shines, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao inexplicably shivers.
Though he placed this small Communication Transfer Formation here specifically to await a message from Ye Zhen, he becomes extremely nervous when the message arrives.
In Tu Jinggao’s view, Ye Zhen’s message is like a death-summoning demon at this moment.
"Have you thought it over? Do you have a plan?" The content in the Jade Scroll is simple.
Upon finishing reading the Jade Scroll, Tu Jinggao clenches his fists tightly. Being an heir meticulously trained and honed from a young age, he may not boast unparalleled wisdom, but such a task, if genuinely undertaken, is not too difficult.
The main issue is, should it be done, and how should it be done?
Should he use this opportunity to eliminate Ye Zhen, thus removing the chain hanging over his head?
Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao actually entertains many thoughts.
"Why, still hesitating? Or do you have other ideas?" An inexplicable voice suddenly arises.
"Indeed...."
Subconsciously responding with two words, Tu Jinggao suddenly displays a ghost-like expression, quickly turning to look at the source of the voice behind him.
"You... you.... Ye.... when did you arrive?" Seeing Ye Zhen sitting calmly not far behind him, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao nearly exclaimed in surprise.
"Grand Young Master, are you alright? Do you have any instructions?" a voice from the long-serving servant outside called out.
"Scram!"
"No one is allowed to disturb me!"
With a harsh command, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao swings his arms, casting dozens of Barrier Jade Talismans to hide everything within his study room.
"Ye.... Sir, it’s not that I have other ideas, it’s just that this matter is really... difficult!" Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao’s expression is as if he is extremely constipated, looking exceedingly grim.
"Whether it’s difficult or not, listen to me first, all you need to do is listen," Ye Zhen said in an unquestionable tone.
"First, I know you might have many impractical ideas, but I advise you, it’s best to dismiss them.
No matter where I am, with just a single thought, your Divine Soul will instantly disintegrate into nothingness.
This is something beyond doubt!"
Almost simultaneously, as Ye Zhen merely glanced lightly at Tu Jinggao, the latter instantly collapses to the ground, his body curling like a shrimp, continuously convulsing, and in a moment, sweat drenches the floor.
"Don’t think that because your father has assembled over a hundred Dao Realm practitioners, you can do anything to me. Last time, five Great Saints and twenty Dao Realm practitioners couldn’t do anything to me either.
Ultimately, the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits and the Green-eyed Great Saint, along with ten other Dao Realm practitioners, also perished at my hands!"
At these words, Tu Jinggao, writhing in pain, is suddenly utterly astounded, "The Great Saint of the Giant Spirits... he too...?"
"Here is his bear tooth, do you want to verify its authenticity?" Ye Zhen held up a massive, two-meter-long fang with a cold expression.
In response, Tu Jinggao inhales sharply.
As the Grand Young Master of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, he knows its worth.
"So, do you understand that you should put away those impractical thoughts?" Ye Zhen sternly gazed at Tu Jinggao and said.
Still trembling violently, Tu Jinggao nodded with extreme difficulty.
Almost at the moment he nods, with a single thought from Ye Zhen, Tu Jinggao’s shrimp-like curled body instantly relaxes, collapsing on the ground, and he begins gasping for breath.
"Due to certain reasons, I am in a rush to return, otherwise, I have plenty of time to contend with your father. With enough time, whether it’s one or two hundred Dao Realm practitioners, even a thousand, I can take them down one by one!"
"Moreover, I find you, this pawn, quite useful, so I prefer not to destroy you prematurely."
Hearing this, Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao bitterly smiled.
A pawn!
Despite being hailed as the astute and calculating Grand Young Master of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, in others’ eyes, he is merely a pawn, a truly ironic situation.
"Alright, but you must at least give me some time to prepare; delivering such a living person like you is really not easy," Tu Jinggao reluctantly stated.
"A living person?"
Ye Zhen waved his hand and laughed, "No need to make it so complicated."
"You see this speck of dust? You just need to deliver this speck of dust out of the Demon Race’s Two-World City in the Zhengyao Realm."
"A speck of dust?" Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao suddenly froze.