Martial Peak

Chapter 2227, Yi Quan

Translator: Silavin & Raikov

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Yang Kai followed Bai Lu up the flight of winding stairs.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally reached the end of the stairs where a large hall was presented in front of them. The side door of the hall opened along the trunk of the tree with light shining in from the outside.

Yang Kai took a glance at the outside and found that this place was already a few thousand metres from the ground. Everything at the bottom was hazy and hard to get a clear view of.

And, after walking to this place, he felt an almost palpable gaze locked onto his body.

Yang Kai instantly became alert and turned his head over just to see a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes. This man had a plain appearance with black hair and was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him, smiling.

Yuan Fei who arrived before them was standing by his side respectfully with a restrained expression.

[The Lord of Heavenly Monster Mountain!] This thought popped into Yang Kai’s mind inexplicably. Though he could not see anything from this middle-aged man that catched his eyes, Yang Kai was sure despite this man looking just like any ordinary man from a crowd that he was a peak Twelfth-Order Monster Race, equivalent to a Third-Order Emperor Realm Master, the very one who made a move earlier to assist him! This man was the Lord of Heavenly Monster Mountain, and similarly, the father of the Purple Squirrel!

Composing himself, Yang Kai bowed and cupped his fists, saying, “Junior Yang Kai greets Senior!”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded lightly, but did not speak, instead just slowly raising his hand and pointing it towards Yang Kai from a distance.

Before Yang Kai could understand what he meant, his face suddenly changed and he hurried to circulate his Spiritual Energy, creating an invisible barrier in front of himself.

There was a soft thud as a strong force impacted him, easily breaking Yang Kai’s defences.

Yang Kai was taken by surprise and staggered backwards.

But very soon, he was able to steady himself. That was because the move he received was not anything substantial and only broke his defence. In other words, it posed no threat to him at all, almost as if it was just to probe him…

“Senior, what do you mean by this?” Yang Kai asked with a frown. His opponent was a peak Twelfth-Order Master, so what was the point in testing him? This man could obviously tell Yang Kai’s strength at a glance.

“Hm?” The middle-aged man raised a brow and looked a little suspiciously at Yang Kai as he asked, “Why didn’t you use your Soul-type Artifact?”

Yang Kai responded, “I met with a strong enemy prior to this, so that artifact was destroyed and is no longer…”

Before he finished his sentence, Yang Kai suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man in astonishment. “Senior, you…”

to his senses. [He

not a word that cultivators of this Divine Ascension Mirror World should know. Soul-type artifacts were only used by cultivators from the outside world. Due to the lack of materials to refine such artifacts, it was impossible for such things

middle-aged man actually spoke about an existence

could Yang Kai not be shocked

smiled, “Do you think that this King

he spoke vaguely, Yang Kai understood exactly what he meant and was instantly shocked

nodded lightly, “You really

drew a sharp breath and cupped his fists, “Senior has good

his hand, a longsword suddenly appeared in it. Light flowed from this longsword and its energy fluctuations

of his Spiritual Energy, in

eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets as he couldn’t believe

one at that. From the energy flowing out from the longsword, this sword had already reached the level of an Emperor Artifact as Emperor Pressure and Emperor Intent which complimented well with the middle-aged

Yuan Fei and Bai Lu were also staring, dazed at

Mountain’s Lord, they naturally knew that their Lord had such a valuable

the past few hundred years, they had only seen it twice, so counting

had no idea what this treasure was and where it came from, but they knew that it was incomparably sharp and powerful, much stronger

why their Lord had shown this treasure to a mere human like Yang Kai,

their Lord mean when he said he wasn’t ‘a person

glances, both seeing confusion in each other’s

artifact,” the middle-aged man nodded at his words. Then, he gently rubbed his finger on the blade. Under the resonance of energy, the blade of the sword trembled incessantly as if it had its own

guy called Wen Zi Shan,” The middle-aged man smiled and watched Yang Kai’s demeanour closely as he spoke to explain, “I

Yang Kai’s mouth

Sun Mountain Range eight hundred years

Ascension Mirror as well and travelled here, bumping into this middle-aged man. As for how this artifact ended up in

friends the moment we met. We got along very well, and this King won this longsword from him through a bet. However, according to how you would describe it,

thoughtfully, “It seems like Senior knows

happily, “This King casually poured a few jars of Monkey God Wine for that Wen Zi Shan and

that comment, Yang Kai’s face twitched, but it also allowed him to ease his tension and no longer worry about his own safety. This man did not seem to hold any malice towards him and also knew Temple Master Wen and the world outside. This alone made it

to address Senior?” Yang Kai cupped his fists

away the artifact. He went on, “I heard from Yuan Fei that

merely a coincidence,”

As he said this, Yi Quan reached behind his back and urged

short sleeves and short shorts. This child had a pink and chubby face as well as small and short exposed hands and legs with fair and tender white

boy with his hair tied up in a sky-shooting braid. He looked

Yang Kai looked at the

after glancing at Yang Kai, he quickly hid behind Yi Quan, grabbing at the

Yang Kai was sure he

nervous to be as close with Yang Kai as

little Purple Squirrel a tap on the back of his head, causing him to stumble