Fury Towards The Burning Heaven
chapter-1445

Chapter 1445: Little Eagle King

They had teleported way too far this time. In any case, Jiang Yi did not know how long they had teleported either. Nearing the end, he felt dizzy; and his head felt heavy. He was completely lost. The moment he emerged, his body swayed so badly that he nearly fell down. If Mo Lingqiu had not supported him, he would probably have had his face planted into the ground by then.

“Keke!”

Mo Huaisang and the three young masters glanced at Jiang Yi, their eyes filling with contempt. Only Di Ling’er looked at him worriedly and asked, “Jiang Yi, are you alright?”

Mo Lingqiu quickly shot her a look and then sent a voice transmission to her: “Don’t call him by his name. Call him… Great Minister of Public Works!”

“Oh, oh!”

Di Ling’er nodded. Jiang Yi did not answer her but sat cross-legged on the ground for five full minutes to rest before he finally opened his eyes. When he looked around, he became astonished. He discovered that they were on a huge rock, which was suspended in mid-air. Around them was a soft, protective layer. Outside this layer was a pitch-black void.

There were no buildings atop the rock. There were only countless Teleportation Formations. Beside each one stood several martial artists dressed in golden battle armor. Far away were three powerful elderly men. However, these elderly men looked to be in seclusion. They did not come near the group of people.

“My lord, where are we? This isn’t the Saint Spirit Domain, is it?”

Jiang Yi asked in a small voice. Mo Lingqiu smiled slightly and shook his head. Mo Huaisang and the other three men threw him another contemptuous look. Di Ling’er smiled and explained, “Great Minister of Public Works, this is the Teleportation Mystic Realm! The Saint Spirit Domain, the Ink Feather Mystic Realm, and even our Earth Emanations Domain are all linked to this place. We cannot directly enter these huge realms. We can only enter through the Teleportation Mystic Realm. This is to prevent the Netherworld Realm from invading these places.”

Jiang Yi understood now. All these huge domains were afraid that the other domains would fall to the Netherworld Realm. If that happened, there was a possibility that troops would enter their own domain freely. With an interchange like the Teleportation Mystic Realm, there would be some sort of buffer. Jiang Yi guessed that this Teleportation Mystic Realm would be destroyed easily. Once that happened, there would be no way for the Netherworld Realm’s troops to enter their domain.

“Let’s go. We’re going to reach Saint Spirit Domain soon. This Teleportation Mystic Realm is just beside the Saint Spirit Domain.”

Mo Lingqiu led the group out of the Teleportation Formation into another one that seemed to be slightly smaller. The command token in his hand lit up. The few guardians of that Teleportation Formation immediately bowed and said, “So you are a lord from Earth Emanations Domain. Activate the Teleportation Formation!”

The teleportation was indeed quicker this time. In just an hour, Jiang Yi and the rest of the group appeared outside a city. The city plaza was crowded and busy. Countless people were there, observing. There was an army of at least a thousand soldiers on the city plaza. The commander of this army was a Titled God Thearch, too.

Does the Phantom Race belong to the Battle God Pavilion?

Jiang Yi’s eyes were filled with confusion. The formidable martial artists in the Teleportation Mystic Realm and in the city were all dressed in golden battle armor. On these battle armors were the Battle God Pavilion’s insignia. Logically, the people guarding the cities should be from the Phantom Race. Now, they were disciples from Battle God Pavilion. There was only one explanation: everyone from the Phantom Race had joined the Battle God Pavilion.

“Jiang Yi, the Phantom Race does indeed belong to the Battle God Race. Your grandfather is also the Pavilion Lord of the Battle God Pavilion’s General Pavilion in the Earth Domain!” On seeing Jiang Yi’s confusion, Mo Lingqiu sent him a voice transmission to explain things. As he explained this, he walked outwards and cupped his hands towards the commander of the army. “Lord Yi Gu, we meet again!”

“How are you, Lord Mo? Young Mistress Huaisang is here as well? It looks like the champion title is going to be Young Mistress Huaisang’s.”

The army commander started exchanging pleasantries with Mo Lingqiu and Mo Huaisang. Mo Lingqiu was the representative of Earth Emanations Sovereign. The Phantom Race showed him a lot of respect and acted extremely politely to Mo Huaisang. Mo Huaisang did not put on airs anymore either. Instead, she greeted the Titled God Thearch from the Phantom Race very courteously.

Qin Huan and Xuanyuan Wudi, on the other hand, did not have the opportunity to join in the conversation. Di Ling’er stood by the side silently. Only Jiutian Wen managed to get several sentences in, on account of the fact that he belonged to the Battle God Pavilion and that he was Jiutian Wu’s son.

Jiang Yi continued to stand by the side, observing with a cool gaze. He took note of the state of the Phantom Race all around them. At the same time, he analyzed the conversation taking place between Mo Lingqiu and Yi Gu. Where he did not understand anything, he would send voice transmissions to Di Ling’er to ask for her explanation.

Very quickly, Jiang Yi had a good picture of the situation. They were now in a city called Heavenly Charm City. It was the biggest city in Saint Spirit City and about five hundred thousand kilometers from Saint Spirit Mountain.

The tournament would begin in a day. The same rules as past years were to apply: they would gather at the city first. The various young masters and young mistresses from the respective domains would call for meetings each day to meet other talents from other domains. After all, the people who could make it here to fight were all likely to become powerful martial artists in their own domains. The network that they built here might come in handy in the future.

There’s still one more day!

Jiang Yi felt slightly frustrated. He hated networking the most. What kind of networking session was this anyway? The young masters and young mistresses here were just going to mess around with one another and show off their skills whenever they could. He absolutely could not wait to get to the Saint Spirit Mountain.

He was in an unfamiliar environment with unfamiliar people.

What’s more, Mo Lingqiu had instructions that Jiang Yi was not to be rash. He had to follow the group obediently. After Mo Lingqiu and Yi Gu finished talking, Yi Gu arranged for the group to take several elegant war chariots to a group of castles north of the city plaza. Throughout their journey, they were to be protected by a group of God Kings.

These castles were obviously meant for the important people from the various domains to stay in. There were soldiers on patrol throughout the area. What’s more, the castles were very elaborately and beautifully decorated. These castles were all made out of snow-white jade. There were powerful Chaos Beasts sculpted into the walls. Overall, the area looked gorgeous.

Jiang Yi and company were sent to a castle called ‘Wind Flower’. This castle was very big. A row of maidservants stood outside the castle, along with several powerful guards who stood by the gate. Inside, there was a main hall and ten small side halls. Inside each side hall were many more rooms. One could say that this place was extremely luxurious.

Mo Huaisang chose the first side hall on the left. Jiutian Wen, Xuanyuan Wudi, and Qin Huan each chose a side hall around hers. Jiang Yi did not want to stay too close to this group of young masters and young mistresses so he chose the first side hall on the right. In the end, Di Ling’er chose the side hall next to his.

Mo Lingqiu did not mind this. He knew full well that there were tens of Titled God Thearchs guarding this castle. These were all the top martial artists from the Phantom Race as well. Assassins aside, even mosquitoes would not be allowed in here. The safety and security of this place were guaranteed.

“Jiang Yi, get some rest. I guess that the various talents from the other domains would be arriving during this period. There’s a huge meeting that will take place later. Everyone is to attend. I will call you.”

Mo Lingqiu used his divine senses to scan the area and then sent a voice transmission to Jiang Yi. The latter nodded, without saying anything. He entered his own side hall and dismissed the maidservants. Then, he sat cross-legged on his bed and began to cultivate.

He had no interest at all in the so-called big meeting or the young masters and young mistresses. He did not even want to meet them and get to know them. All he wanted to do was rescue Yi Piaopiao and snatch Jiang Xiaonu back before going back to the Stellarsky Domain to enjoy the rest of his life.

Buzz!

Two hours after he went into seclusion, the restrictions around his room flashed. He walked out, frustrated. However, when he saw Di Ling’er standing there, his frustration turned to shock. “Young Mistress Ling’er, is something wrong?”

“En!”

Di Ling’er nodded and said, “There are a couple of young masters and young mistresses from the bigger domains preparing to gather. They are all from the Demon-Killing Pavilion. You are the Great Minister of Public Works from the Earth Emanations Domain’s Demon-Killing Pavilion. Would you come with me?”

“A gathering?”

When Jiang Yi heard this, his head began to hurt. He quickly shook his head and said, “Young Mistress Ling’er, I don’t mean any disrespect, but since birth, I have hated entertaining others so… I’m sorry.”

“Oh!”

Di Ling’er pursed her lips and said with deep disappointment, “I guess it’s alright if you don’t want to. I wanted to introduce the Little Eagle King to you. The Little Eagle King is the strongest formidable martial artist of the Demon-Killing Pavilion’s younger generation!”

“Little Eagle King? Which Little Eagle King?”

Jiang Yi’s expression was filled with confusion. Was this the Green Eagle King’s son? That meant he was Jiang Xiaonu’s older brother. The question was since when did the Little Eagle King become Demon-Killing Pavilion’s disciple?