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Chapter 1364: Bastard?




Instead of remaining with Lu Yun, Li Zhen decided to venture forth on his own. After leaving the clan, the only path available to him was to find his father—the one that the Li Clan denounced as a traitor long ago.
Lu Yun could not foresee what would happen to the young man; everyone had their own road to walk. When he unsealed the three thousand premium crystal veins and gave them to Li Zhen, he thought for a moment and handed over another hundred million purple crystals.
“Ah.” Li Zhen sized up Lu Yun before he left and asked in a quiet voice, “Are you really not the Immortal King’s son? Maybe his bastard son?”
Pow!
Lu Yun punted him out of Cloudexit City.
“Hahahaha!!” Li Zhen roared with laughter. “When I return, the name of Ghostblade Duke will be known throughout the Hongmeng! And, I have a recording of the Robber King on his knees begging for mercy. I’ll be rich after I sell it!”
Chortling, he ran off into the distance.
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“Aren’t you afraid of painting a target on his back by giving those three thousand crystal veins to him?” Hua Fengwen’s voice sounded in Lu Yun’s mind.
Three thousand premium crystal veins were a frightening sum in the realm. Li Zhen was just a minor titled half step king—he wouldn’t be able to hang on to such fortune. Though Lu Yun hadn’t openly given the wealth to the young man, it wouldn’t be hard for someone to discover it if they’d really wanted to.
The Li Clan certainly wasn’t going to permit him to sever ties like this. Inexhaustible pursuit was in his future and the three thousand crystal veins would become a primary reason for it.
“One must rise through unending slaughter in order to become a formless dragon and execute tangible dragons. I have high hopes for him to surpass you.” Lu Yun turned in the direction that Hua Fengwen stood in.
The latter shifted uncomfortably. “If I’d met you a hundred thousand years ago, I might’ve ascended as a high level king when I broke through.”
“A hundred thousand years ago?” Lu Yun blinked. “I wasn’t even born then.”
Hua Fengwen: ……
“The Azureclad, Crimsonclad, Purpleclad, and Bloodclad Dukes gathered in Cloudexit City for the occasion and the Enforcer Alliance sent a hundred thousand black robes. Too bad the venerated enforcer didn’t come,” Lu Yun sighed softly with regret. He really wanted to see the man for himself and find out how the enforcer had learned Dragonrise.
“What, do you want to fight the venerated enforcer?” Hua Fengwen smiled.
Lu Yun remained noncommittal.
“Eighth King!” A demanding yell echoed in the air like a clap of thunder. “Eight King Eight KingEight KingEight KingEight KingEight KingEight KingEight!! Get your sorry ass out here and face me!”
Repeats of Hua Fengwen’s title reverberated in the city, painting strange expressions on many people’s faces.
“Is he… calling for the Eighth King… or saying king eight… which happens to be…” someone ventured cautiously.
“Eh… the… characters… for bastard. No wonder Hua Fengwen never uses his title.”
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Hua Fengwen’s face fell. The title of “Eighth King” was meant to be the eighth in the Hongmeng and first in this generation. Who would’ve thought that people would connect it to another meaning instead?
“Hua Fengzhan, do you want to die?!” He took to the air and screamed at the insolent upstart outside.
A gallant young man stood in the skies around Cloudexit City. He was dressed in long blue robes, wielded a blue longsword, and considered Hua Fengwen with an amused expression.
“Little bastard, you’ve been on the run for a hundred thousand years. You finally dare show your face, huh?” smirked Hua Fengzhan. “Don’t call me Hua Fengzhan anymore, I’m the Windcarver King!”