Chapter 1024: The Best Teammate!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Young Master!” Shadow Thirteen realized that Yan Jiuchao’s face had suddenly turned pale. He strode over. “Young Master, how are you?”
Yan Jiuchao said, “I’m fine.”
However, that was far from the truth. Not only was his face pale, but even his aura had become chaotic.
“How did this happen?” Shadow Thirteen was puzzled. Just now, when Young Master went to ambush the Saint King, although he was blocked by the Sorcerer King, he did not resist. The Saint King did not have the time to fight Young Master. Where did Young Master’s injuries come from?
Yan Jiuchao held his aching heart. “I interrupted my duty to protect the
Sorcerer King and suffered a backlash.”
Shadow Thirteen understood. Young Master had used his strength to protect the Sorcerer King. If everything went smoothly, he could gradually retract it. However, just now, in order to stop his losses in time, Young Master had risked the backlash to attack the Saint King. That was a palm strike that could only succeed and not fail, but the Sorcerer King had ruined it.
“Sorcerer King… Sorcerer King… Sorcerer King!” Shadow Six pinched his wrist and said solemnly, “His pulse is very weak!”
Not good! If the Sorcerer King died, Zhou Jin would also die!
Shadow Thirteen hurriedly took out a bottle of life-prolonging pill from the Sikong family in the Nether Capital and threw it to Shadow Six. “Give it to him!” “How many?” Shadow Six caught the medicine bottle.
Logically speaking, one was enough, but… Shadow Thirteen said, “Let him swallow them all!”
“Oh.” Shadow Six removed the cork and half carried the Sorcerer King in, pouring all the pills into his mouth.
The pills melted in his mouth and quickly flowed into his stomach. This was a good medicine to extend one’s life, but it was not effective for everyone. The rest depended on his luck.
The Saint King enjoyed the feeling of not having any restrictions. She stood on a branch and closed her eyes to take a deep breath of free air. She looked at Yan Jiuchao in a good mood and said, “On account that you’ve protected me, I won’t kill you first. I’ll take your life after I deal with those two little things!”
With that, she flicked her sleeve, leaving behind a long string of crazy laughter, and disappeared into the endless night.
It was obvious who the two little things she was talking about were. Zhou Jin was the descendant of her enemy, so she would kill him no matter what. As for the Little Saint King, she was a great tonic. She had just recovered from her serious injuries, so what could nourish her vitality more than swallowing a Little Saint King?
“Take good care of the Sorcerer King!” Yan Jiuchao said and chased after her with his qinggong.
“Young Master! Young Master!” Shadow Thirteen called out twice but did not stop him. He turned around and looked at the unconscious Sorcerer King. He walked over coldly and picked him up.
“Where are you taking him?” Shadow Six asked.
Shadow Thirteen said, “Back to Chef Bao’s courtyard. If the Saint King wants to kill the Little Saint King and Zhou Jin, she will definitely go there. Young Master has only recovered seventy percent of his strength to begin with, and with the backlash, he has lost at least twenty percent of his strength.
“But… we can’t catch up.” Shadow Six understood Shadow Thirteen’s desire to help Young Master. In fact, he also wanted to do so. Even if their cultivation wasn’t deep enough, they could still risk their lives in exchange for Young Master’s.
Shadow Thirteen’s gaze landed on the tall horse chewing grass not far away. “Isn’t there still the Sorcerer King’s mount?”
Late at night.
Chef Bao’s courtyard was quiet. Everyone had fallen asleep and did not notice that danger was approaching them step by step.
Suddenly, Zhou Jin opened his eyes and sat up! He lifted the blanket and walked down. He took a few steps forward and opened the door. A powerful Soul Rakshasa’s aura assaulted his face, almost making him unable to breathe. He looked warily in the direction of the night sky and involuntarily clenched his fists.
The second person to sense the Soul Rakshasa was Dawa.
Dawa had been guarding the Second Madam’s room for the past few days and did not let him participate in the guarding of the Saint King. However, just now, he instinctively sensed danger. When he left the room, he saw Zhou Jin standing in the courtyard in thin pajamas. He frowned. “Zhou Jin, why are you
“Go in quickly,” Zhou Jin turned around and said to him.
“But you…” Before Dawa could finish speaking, Zhou Jin’s eyes turned cold. A powerful sorcery power attacked and knocked Dawa back into the Second Madam’s room.
Zhou Jin looked at the rooms one by one and used his sorcery power to seal all the rooms.
“Hehehe…” A tinkling laugh came from the distant sky, making one’s hair stand on end in the silent night. ‘Good Jin’er, Mom’s good Jin’er…”
That bewitching voice slowly sounded in Zhou Jin’s ears. Zhou Jin clenched his fists and raised his head calmly.
A purple-clothed Saint King slowly descended from the sky. She was as beautiful as a fairy of the Nine Temples and as demonic as a demon in the mountain. She tapped her toes and landed on the roof opposite Zhou Jin. She lay down diagonally, one leg slightly bent, and held her forehead with one hand as she looked at Zhou Jin lazily and elegantly.
“Aiya, as expected of the descendant of the Sorcerer King and the Saint King. You already have such powerful sorcery power at such a young age. Should I kill you or raise you? With your talent, you can become the new Sorcerer King in less than two years. At that time, won’t it be more cost-effective for me to take your sorcery power for myself?
“However, you little thing has a lot of tricks up your sleeve. I’m afraid that I’ll raise an ingrate if I raise you, so it’s better to kill him as soon as possible. Anyway, the Little Saint King inside is enough for me to nourish my vitality.” “Today is not the day it dies!” Zhou Jin looked at her steadily and said.
“Is that so?” The Saint King picked up a leaf from the roof and played with it gently. Then, she shot it out with a whoosh!
The originally soft leaf suddenly became like a blade that shot towards Zhou Jin with an indescribable sharpness. It pierced through Zhou Jin’s clothes and nailed him to the crabapple tree behind him.
The Saint King smiled. “Then open your eyes and see clearly how I killed it bit by bit in front of you!”
Zhou Jin had also set up a restriction on this courtyard just now, but this restriction was almost nothing to the Saint King. The Saint King tapped her fingertip and easily broke through Zhou Jin’s sorcery power.
Then, the Saint King slapped Yu Wan, who was in the room. However, just as this palm wind was about to hit Yu Wan, a sorcery power attacked and blocked the Saint King’s palm wind.
The Saint King raised his eyebrows and looked at the pale Zhou Jin. “Kid, I’ve underestimated you. You actually blocked my palm. You’re indeed capable.
However, that’s all you can do. Let’s see how you can stop me next.”
With that, she took out a white silk and shot it at the sleeping Yu Wan in the room. Zhou Jin somehow found the strength to tear open his clothes and fall to the ground, knocking the white silk away.
Zhou Jin spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Saint King sat up in shock. She never expected a nine-year-old child to be able to risk his life like this. Didn’t he hurt? Wasn’t he afraid? This was exactly the same as the Sorcerer King. No wonder they were biological father and son. They were simply stupid!
Zhou Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up bit by bit. He looked at her with burning eyes. “I said that today… is not its death day!”
“Heh, you can’t even protect yourself, so why do you care if I kill it or not?” The Saint King sneered and slapped in the direction of the room.
As expected, Zhou Jin blocked it again.
Zhou Jin’s ribs were broken, and blood flowed out in big mouthfuls. He lay on the ground and used his hand to support himself on the bloodstained ground as he stood up shakily.
“Today is not the day it dies.” Zhou Jin said stubbornly.
The Saint King narrowed her eyes. Although the other party was only a child, for a moment, she felt a will as vast as the sky from him. A voice flashed through her mind: Kill him! Before he becomes completely powerful!
“Kid, I won’t be soft-hearted anymore.” Her intuition told Soul Rakshasa that she couldn’t let this little scourge grow up. Otherwise, her situation would be worrying.
The Saint King’s palm was aimed at Zhou Jin.
Zhou Jin did not dodge. Of course, he could not dodge either. The pressure of the Saint King was too powerful, and he could not even move his fingers.
Zhou Jin took one last look in the direction of the room. He had said that he wanted to protect it and let it descend safely.
He couldn’t die…
Couldn’t…
Couldn ‘t!
The palm still landed. However, the tragic scene she imagined did not happen.
“Eh?” The Saint King blinked strangely. She saw that the palm wind that had originally landed on Zhou Jin had stopped half an inch away from him, as if… it was blocked by an invisible force. 1–10w could this be?
Before the Saint King could figure it out, Zhou Jin’s aura suddenly soared. The wind from the Saint King’s palm exploded!
“What happened?” Yu Wan woke up. She got off the bed, opened the door, and walked out, but she was shocked by a terrifying sorcery power.
“This is impossible!” The Saint King’s expression changed!
Zhou Jin, who was lying in a pool of blood, slowly stood up, and a dazzling golden light appeared in his eyes.
He… broke through!
He had become the new Sorcerer King!!!
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