Chapter 1509 - Location Of Inheritance

Chapter 1509: Location Of Inheritance
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After the wings of the Ice Phoenix opened, they were more than 300 meters long. It could fly 300 miles with each flap of its wings.
 

The Ice Phoenix Saint Body is comparable to the True Dragon Body, Zhang Ruochen thought. It’s only slightly weaker than the True God Body. The phoenix race is also known for speed. With Lingxi’s current speed, she can escape even if she meets a first step Saint King.
 

They chased after the Ice Phoenix’s projection for a long time.
 

Gradually, thick Honghua Vines appeared before them. They interwove in the air, both like seven-colored trees and like a colorful net.
 


It’s getting stronger,
Mu Lingxi said.
We must be close to the Ice Fire Phoenix’s land of inheritance.

 

Suddenly…
 

Whoosh!
 

A ball of fire rushed out of the Honghua Vines, hitting the Ice Phoenix projection in the air.
 

The phoenix cried out and fell from the sky with a thud.
 

The light shining from the projection had dimmed quite a lot.
 

Because her True Shadow was attacked, Mu Lingxi felt like her Blood Qi couldn’t flow smoothly. She couldn’t steady herself and her delicate frame kept retreating. Just then, a warm yet large palm pressed onto her back. A whirlpool of Qi formed, helping to resolve the pressure that she was bearing.
 

Mu Lingxi looked back. She happened to see Zhang Ruochen’s handsome face and sharp gaze.
 


I’ll do it.

 

A resilient and confident voice came out of Zhang Ruochen’s mouth.
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The fire didn’t scatter. Instead, it rushed down.
 

It was a saint bird with three heads. However, its flames were too shocking, so it looked like a ball of fire.
 

Zhang Ruochen stared coldly at the bird. He formed a palm print with his right hand and hit it out.
 

A dragon flew out of his palm and crashed into the flaming bird. Then the two shattered at the same time into a rain of fire.
 

Demonic Sound was also shocked.
Is that a saint bird or a fireball?

 


It’s just a picture drawn by some old man,
Zhang Ruochen said.
 

Mu Lingxi collected the True Shadow back into her body. She guessed who the old man was and her small lips curled into a vague smile.
 


Zhang Ruochen, I am the grandmaster of the Art Way. You better be respectful.

 

A robed elder walked out of the seven-colored Honghua Vines.
 

The man held a bronze brush and a hard expression. His eyes gleamed spiritedly and he had an arrogant aura.
 

It was none other than Chu Siyuan.
 


Grandmaster of the Art Way?
Zhang Ruochen asked.
Sir Chrysanthemum, did you become arrogant after reaching the Saint King Realm?

 

Hearing
Sir Chrysanthemum,
veins bulged on Chu Siyuan’s old face. Strong Spiritual Power poured out of him and gathered toward the bronze brush.
 

There were only three Spiritual Power cultivators in the entire Kunlun’s Field who could reach the Saint King Realm. Thus, he felt that it was normal and reasonable to call himself a grandmaster.
 

With his current attainment in Spiritual Power and Art Way, did he not qualify for this title?
 

He was actually mocked by a junior and called him something that he hated. How could he bear this?
 


So what if I’m arrogant? I’ll teach you a lesson today.

 

Chu Siyuan’s bronze brush was like a spiritual snake. He waved it quickly in his hands and drew abstruse patterns in the air.
 

Whoosh!
 

At almost the same time, Zhang Ruochen appeared before Chu Siyuan. Holding the Abyss Ancient Sword, he pointed it at Chu Siyuan’s forehead. It gleamed with sword light.
 

So fast! Chu Siyuan thought in alarm. At the same time, his brush was stopped. He didn’t continue drawing.
 

Zhang Ruochen lifted the black sword in his hands.
So what if you’re the grandmaster of the Art Way. Even if your Spiritual Power is twice as strong, I can still kill you with one strike if you’re within 30 feet.

 

There was no fear in Chi Siyuan’s eyes. His expression was still cold, as if daring Zhang Ruochen to kill him.
 


Where’s Qiu Yu?

 


He ran!
Chu Siyuan said.
 

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen didn’t believe him.
He was hurt. How could you not stop him with your cultivation?

 


You think I don’t want to kill that traitor who sided with the Luosha Race? But unfortunately, he really did escape.
Thinking of what had happened, Chu Siyuan was frustrated.
I chased him all the way into the Phoenix Nest, but something strange happened.

 


What strange thing?’ Zhang Ruochen asked.
 


A parasol tree leaf took him away,
Chu Siyuan said.
The leaf flew extremely quickly. I used all my might but couldn’t catch up.

 

Mu Lingxi blinked and laughed out loud.
Why do I feel like you’re making this up?

 

Chu Siyuan was irritated.
I am a Confucius Way grandmaster and act justly. I’ve never told a lie in my life.

 

Zhang Ruochen knew that stubborn Chu Siyuan saw his reputation as more important than his life. He wouldn’t lie.
 

Was Qiu Yu really saved by a leaf?
 

Eight beautiful figures walked out from behind Chu Siyuan. Each one was beautiful and they had different auras. They were like eight goddesses.
 

The Saint Lady, Qing Mo, Goddess Siming…
 

Other than Martial Saint Canglan, the other eight Heavenly Maidens were all here.
 


In Zuling Field, two Supreme Saints have a close relationship with the Ice and Fire Phoenix,
the Saint Lady said.
Supreme Saint Wujin and The Qiao Ancestor. In legends, The Qiao Ancestor was a parasol tree. The Phoenix Nest is located on the tree.

 

Zhang Ruochen put the sword away from Chu Siyuan’s forehead.
But there is no parasol tree near the Phoenix Nest.

 


This can only mean that the tree died and only a remnant of its consciousness remains. The remnant sensed Qiu Yu’s aura and had a tree take him away to accept The Qiao Ancestor’s inheritance.
The Saint Lady was analyzing the situation, but she sounded sure.
 

The guess she was suggesting was the only one possible now.
 

Zhang Ruochen looked behind Chu Siyuan and the eight Heavenly Maidens.
Wan Canglan is getting the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix?

 


Indeed,
the Saint Lady said.
 


Let’s go.

 

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Mu Lingxi’s little hand and strode toward the Honghua Vines.
 

Chu Siyuan and the other Heavenly Maidens rushed over, stopping Zhang Ruochen.
 


What are you doing? We found the Ice and Fire Phoenix inheritance first. Do you want to steal it?
Goddess Siming’s voice was cold.
 


Yes, so what?

 

Zhang Ruochen stepped down and strong saintly might erupted. From a dozen meters away, it forced Goddess Siming back.
 

The other Heavenly Maidens and Chu Siyuan were gathering power to attack, but the Saint Lady stopped them.
 

Seeing Zhang Ruochen holding Mu Lingxi’s hands tightly, her heart jumped. She felt ineffable envy and bitterness.
 

However, it only flashed past her eyes. No emotions appeared on her face.
 

She used Spiritual Power to send a message to Chu Siyuan and the Heavenly Maidens.
Let them go. We can’t stop Zhang Ruochen. Plus, Sister Canglan has the Fire Phoenix Body. She can only take part of the Ice and Fire Phoenix’s inheritance. Mu Lingxi is the Ice Phoenix Body. She’ll take the other part.

 

After saying this, the bitterness grew in her heart.
 

Zhang Ruochen led Mu Lingxi through the Honghua Vines and arrived at the side of the Yin Yang Lake.
 

Half of the water was Nether Winter Snow. The other half was Divine Fire Jingmie.
 

A three-inch-tall glittering crystal hovered in the center. There was a palm-sized phoenix inside the crystal. It was formed by interwoven Rules of Saintly Way and the aura that it emanated formed great pressure. One had to feel reverent.
 

That crystal was the saintly source of the Ice and Fire Phoenix.
 

Martial Saint Canglan stood to the east of the saintly source. Half of her body was underwater. That water was formed by Divine Fire Jingmie and was extremely hot.
 

The fire had turned into liquid.
 

Red flaming wings sprouted from Martial Saint Canglan’s back. As she kept circulating her technique, the liquid Divine Fire Jingmie slowly fused into her body.
 


She can actually bear the burning of the Divine Fire Jingmie?

 

Zhang Ruochen released his Spiritual Power to check and discovered something. Realization dawned in his eyes and he laughed.
I see.

 

The Divine Fire Jingmie at the side of the lake wasn’t pure. It had mixed with some Nether Winter Snow and they had countered each other, so it wasn’t that hot or powerful. It was light blue.
 

The closer one came to the phoenix’s saintly source, the darker the water and stronger the Divine Fire Jingmie. The fire reached a terrifying level closest to the saintly source and the color was between blue and white.
 

The other end of the lake was the same.
 

There was only Hundred-year Nether Winter Snow at the edge. Gradually, it turned into Thousand-year and Ten-thousand-year Nether Winter Snow. Closest to the saintly source, it turned into Extreme Nether Winter Snow.
 


It’s very dangerous to get the Ice and Fire Phoenix inheritance,
Zhang Ruochen said.
 


Is there anything in the world that you can get for free? Danger and opportunity exist side by side.

 

Mu Lingxi didn’t want to keep living under Zhang Ruochen’s protection. She knew that this was her biggest chance. Even if she would die, she still had to try.
 

A moment later, Mu Lingxi stepped into the lake and stood at the edge. Hundred-year Nether Winter Snow surrounded her.
 


Even Hundred-year Nether Winter Snow was piercingly cold. Mu Lingxi’s delicate frame trembled, but she stood there adamantly instead of running back to land.
 

As she performed a technique, brilliant phoenix wings unfurled from her back.
 

How come all the girls I know try so hard? They should be able to live more easily. Involuntarily, a few beautiful figures appeared in his mind and he grew thoughtful.
 

But soon, he was shocked awake by clanging swords. The thoughts were buried in his heart again.
 


Master, someone wants to steal the Merits Record Wall…

 

Boom!
 

Strong Sword Qi hit Demonic Sound, knocking her down. The vines that had wrapped around the Merits Record Wall were also cut apart, turning into splinters and dust.