Peerless Martial God 2 Chapter 5 - The Old Ox’ Master?

Chapter 5: The Old Ox’ Master?

Edited by RED

“A High-Level Holy King’s might? Stand up and respond!” Lin Feng commanded, fixing his gaze upon the elder.

The elder jolted to his feet, bowing hastily before Lin Feng, his heart pounding. He could hardly believe he was witnessing a Supreme Holy King within Gods Village.

Mister Zhou, the strongest cultivator in Gods Village and a High-Level Holy King himself, was precisely why he had acted with such arrogance and indulgence towards his grandson.

Lin Feng surveyed the surroundings, a sense of familiarity washing over him. His eyes fell upon the elder dressed in white, who had stopped atop a mountain peak, his form obscured by clouds, preventing Lin Feng from clearly discerning his features.

“What is your name?” Lin Feng inquired of the elder.

“I am Mister Zhou, the village chief,” the elder replied with a respectful smile. Lin Feng was a Supreme Holy King, and Mister Zhou had no desire to provoke him. While Supreme Holy Kings might not reign as the absolute strongest on the Continent of the Gods, they were nonetheless considered incredibly formidable.

Lin Feng gave a nod. His attention shifted to Zhou Bin, who was trembling uncontrollably from sheer terror. Who could have imagined a Supreme Holy King would visit their humble village? Zhou Bin, merely a high-level emperor, and his kin were insignificant in comparison.

“My intention was to end your life, but given that Mister Zhou holds the position of village leader, I shall grant you your life. However, should you dare to harass my wives again, I swear I will kill you!” Lin Feng declared with fierce anger. Mister Zhou flinched, and Zhou Bin, paralyzed by fear, even soiled himself.

Lin Feng’s nostrils flared at the foul odor of Zhou Bin’s urine, causing him to furrow his brow. Meng Qing and Tang You You chuckled discreetly, turning away.

Mister Zhou’s face flushed crimson with embarrassment. He felt an urge to chastise his grandson severely – what a profound disgrace!

“How should I address you, Master?” Mister Zhou inquired, his hands clasped respectfully before Lin Feng.

Lin Feng cast him an intense, scrutinizing look. Mister Zhou’s complexion paled, and he quickly added, “Never mind, Master. I did not mean to offend. How could a junior like myself presume to ask for your name?” Mister Zhou humbly referred to himself as a junior in Lin Feng’s presence.

As a Supreme Holy King, Lin Feng’s cultivation far surpassed Mister Zhou’s. In the world of cultivation, strength held precedence over age. Therefore, Mister Zhou, being a mere High-Level Holy King, was indeed a junior compared to Lin Feng. Supreme Holy Kings possessed the ability to alter their appearances at will, leading Mister Zhou to surmise that Lin Feng was significantly older and had perhaps disguised his true visage.

If Mister Zhou were aware of the true duration of Lin Feng’s cultivation journey, how would he have reacted then?

“You may call me Mu Feng. Simply addressing me as Mu Feng is sufficient,” Lin Feng informed Mister Zhou.

Mister Zhou smiled deferentially and proposed, “Master Mu Feng, as a token of my apology for my grandson’s misconduct, I would be honored if you would join me for drinks and stay the night.”

Lin Feng found he could not easily refuse, and in any case, Mister Zhou posed no threat to him.

With Meng Qing and Tang You You in tow, Lin Feng followed Mister Zhou. As they departed, Mister Zhou shot Zhou Bin a furious glare before seizing him and leading Lin Feng and his companions deeper into the village.

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Time flowed onward, and the quartet arrived at the heart of the village. They stood at the base of a mountain, where a grand mansion, Mister Zhou’s residence, was situated.

“Heh, you certainly know how to live,” Lin Feng commented with a cold smile, his eyes fixed on Mister Zhou. Mister Zhou offered an embarrassed smile and continued leading the way.

Lin Feng followed, but his steps faltered as he suddenly sensed a mysterious Qi.

Noticing Lin Feng’s halt, Mister Zhou inquired, “Master, are you coming?”

“What sort of formation array have you deployed here?” Lin Feng demanded, his voice escalating in intensity.

Mister Zhou’s expression drastically shifted. He swiftly ushered his grandson inside the mansion.

“Haha, Mu Feng! Your demise is sealed today! No one has ever conquered me in God’s Village! You are utterly doomed!” Mister Zhou exulted, his face contorting into a grotesque mask of triumph as he clenched his fist. Raising his arm, a beam of light shot across the sky above the mountain.

Instantly, the entire mountain began to warp and tremble violently, as if on the verge of collapse. A silver luminescence flared, enveloping the entire peak.

“A formidable, deadly formation array. This is an Eminent Scholar’s deployment spell,” Lin Feng remarked with surprise as the silver lights coalesced. They transformed into a curtain of lethal Qi.

Only Eminent Scholars possessed the prowess to cast such potent deployment spells. However, employing it against Lin Feng seemed bordering on ludicrous.

“I shall modify this deployment spell using my own formation arts!” Lin Feng declared in a low tone. His figure blurred, and eight demonic clones materialized, surrounding him. A dark, demonic energy surged, engulfing the deadly silver lights of the formation array.

“Break!!” Lin Feng roared furiously. The demonic figures grew immense, and the demon Qi intensified with each passing moment. Although his eight clones unleashed a barrage of diverse attacks, something felt amiss, and the deployment spell remained unbroken.

Lin Feng’s brow furrowed. He then unleashed streaks of white sword energy, conjuring colossal swords in the grasp of the eight demon clones. With a mighty effort, they rent the silver light curtain asunder, causing it to vanish!

The deployment spell shattered!

Upon witnessing this, Mister Zhou’s face drained of all color. He was utterly incredulous, finding it hard to believe what he was seeing. He considered himself a formidable master of deployment spells...

Lin Feng fixed his gaze upon him and declared with chilling indifference, “End your own life now.”

“I... I...” Mister Zhou’s countenance was ashen with abject terror.

“Grandpa, can we not summon our ancestor just one more time? Let’s summon him!” implored Zhou Bin, his voice still trembling with panic.

A glimmer of hope sparked on Mister Zhou’s face. Recalling something, he let out a frenzied laugh. “Haha, Mu Feng, your demise is at hand today! We shall summon our ancestor, and your very soul will be scattered to the winds!” Mister Zhou bellowed, his demeanor turning manic. He rolled up his sleeves and snapped a jade talisman. *Phwap!* The jade talisman transformed into a deployment spell, flashing brilliantly as silver light flared outwards.

Gradually, a colossal star disc materialized above the summit of the mountain. Ascending upon it was a middle-aged man, hundreds of meters tall, clad in resplendent silver robes that gave him an extraordinary aura. His long hair was styled in a manner reminiscent of a scholarly intellectual.

His Qi felt remarkably ordinary. Lin Feng sensed a peculiar familiarity.

Lin Feng then consulted his inner world, and a shadowy figure emerged—an ox that had transformed into an elder. As the old man materialized, Lin Feng’s expression grew solemn.

“Master Ox, did you sense it as well?” Lin Feng inquired of the ancient bovine.

The old ox nodded gravely. His gaze then fell upon the figure atop the mountain, and tears welled in his eyes. He was utterly astonished.

Lin Feng remained in thoughtful silence. The towering figure, hundreds of meters tall and resembling a learned scholar, possessed a cultivation that seemed utterly unfathomable. Despite Lin Feng’s own status as a Supreme Holy King, he could not discern the cultivator’s true level.

“Master, is that truly you?” the old ox finally breathed, his voice thick with emotion. He took a hesitant step forward, his fists clenched.

The middle-aged man on the star disc above opened his eyes. The celestial platform beneath him vanished, and the man rapidly diminished in size before gracefully descending to the ground.

“Little ox, you have finally found your way here! Seeing you brings me immense joy and relief.”