Chapter 1017: Shang Jue’s Wife
Author: Fingertip Madness
Soloch Sea, Canaan Cloud Island.
Generally speaking, in the Eternal Flow Sea, cloud platforms are formed by the automatic aggregation of dust and debris, and if they are only the size of an aircraft carrier, they are called cloud platforms and are used as transfer stations and rest stops for long-distance voyages.
However, if they are larger, they are large enough to be called islands.
Xia Feng and the other two appeared in the sky outside the island, floating in the azure sea currents.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong had already put on the Black Spade and Red Spade masks respectively, while Huang Zhaoyue wore a White Peach mask.
As a ball of light floated out from the sleeve of Xia Feng’s black robe.
The ball of light flickered with countless chain runes, and it melted into the island’s sky barrier.
After a while, a woman dressed in a kimono-like outfit emerged from the barrier.
The woman had a fair, melon-seed face with a detached expression. Her dark long hair, which cascaded down to her shoulders, was styled into a neat hime cut. A vibrant red character for “Sword” was engraved on the side of her phoenix eyes, exuding a cold and beautiful aura.
Jian Xin?
Xia Feng was surprised. He didn’t expect to encounter this woman again.
Jian Xin was Ye Li Dongjun’s most trusted attendant. In the past, to lift the curse on Ye Li Dongjun, Jian Xin had bitten Xia Feng in front of him, treating the fake act as real.
Xia Feng still remembered Jian Xin’s initial awkwardness turning into practiced indifference as she looked up, the cold and beautiful “Sword” character at the corner of her eye shimmering with bloodlight.
Later, after Ye Li Dongjun’s death, Jian Xin, along with Jin Yangtian, had relentlessly pursued Xia Feng.
“Your Excellency, the Saint, the agreement was for you to come alone to this appointment.”
Jian Xin’s gaze was indifferent as she swept a glance at the three masked figures.
“I merely brought two subordinates. What, is that not allowed?” The Black Spade masked figure hovered in the distant sky, speaking in a low voice.
Jian Xin’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she nodded, stepping aside. “Your Excellency, the Saint, please.”
The three followed Jian Xin through the barrier and entered the interior of the cloud island.
As soon as they entered, the island’s interior landscape was laid bare.
There were no rugged stones or buildings on the ground; only an endless expanse of black earth, estimated to be tens of millions of square meters.
In the center of the ground, there was only a small pond with a radius of ten meters.
The surface of the pond shimmered with divine azure light, and wisps of silver threads, like runes of natural laws, danced and leaped across the surface.
And in the center of the lake, a woman was seated in meditation.
The woman was wearing a white martial arts uniform. Her wine-red long hair rose with the wind, like a fierce flame. Her delicate face was cold and beautiful, and her eyes were half-closed.
The divine azure light from the pond continuously gathered towards her, and a divine aura faintly emanated from her.
Teacher Freya! Xia Feng’s brows furrowed slightly as he followed Jian Xin towards the pond.
At the same time, Xia Feng activated his Eye of Deconstruction to observe the ground, discovering that this flat black earth was actually a formation.
The black airflow formed by the formation covered the real ground, and these airflows also silently converged towards the red-haired woman in the center of the pond.
“The Saint has arrived earlier than I expected.”
The three masked figures looked towards the source of the voice.
By the pond stood a middle-aged man, wearing a black trench coat. His combed-back hair was also wine-red, and a wine-red diamond-shaped mark adorned his brow. He had a hooked nose and his features bore a slight resemblance to Shang Jue.
Although he had never met him, Xia Feng instantly guessed the man’s identity.
Shang Shaoquan.
In the Martial God Project, he was originally the Divine Half-dragon with the highest purity of the Blazing Red bloodline, and was given the surname Shang by Shang Jue.
Xia Feng’s mind flashed with the information provided by Miss Mu.
Among Shang Jue’s thousands of children, whoever had the bloodline closest to the Blazing Red would be favored by Shang Jue.
Of course, being favored also meant being the most likely candidate for sacrifice.
Therefore, Shang Shaoquan should have been the original body for the resurrection of the Blazing Red Dragon King, but the candidate was changed due to Freya’s bloodline evolution.
Shang Shaoquan turned around, a faint smile on his lips. “I didn’t expect the Saint to be able to pass through the厄海, a calamity of the Nine Eyes level. It is indeed surprising.”
Xia Feng’s voice was flat. “Just a wisp of divine power leaked out.”
Shang Shaoquan nodded and didn’t ask further. According to their plan, they were supposed to invite the Abyssal Saint in after the Calamity God’s power leakage ended and the 厄海 dispersed.
That was why the ritual was scheduled for five days later.
However, they didn’t expect the Abyssal Saint to easily pass through the 厄海 and arrive on the third day.
“The Saint has arrived a little early, much faster than Jin Yangtian, so you may have to wait a little longer.”
Shang Shaoquan’s hooked nose gave him a somewhat sinister aura, but his voice was gentle. “Allow me to explain the specific resurrection process to the Saint first.”
Xia Feng glanced at the center of the pond. The black and azure light flows were still continuously converging towards Teacher Freya. He frowned but could only be patient and nodded faintly.
Shang Shaoquan turned his body and looked back at the pond water.
“The pond water is diluted with ‘Origin Egg liquid.’ The Saint should have heard of the Origin Egg. This item can directly shape a Dragon Scion. Unfortunately, it is very difficult to find a complete Origin Egg in this era.”
“This amount of Origin Egg liquid can further evolve Freya’s bloodline, but it still won’t reach the Dragon Scion level. However, it is enough.”
“Tomorrow, Freya will be able to completely absorb the Origin Egg liquid. At that time, the Saint will use the Heavenly Realm’s spirit energy to construct a stable dragon pressure for her according to the spirit particle configuration I provided. This will prevent her body and soul from collapsing when the Blazing Red descends.”
Shang Shaoquan’s crimson pupils were fixed on Freya, and the calm tone of his speech also slightly rose, almost imperceptible.
“After that! Combined with a special ritual and the constant infusion of energy into her soul, Freya’s Blazing Red will within her bloodline can be initially awakened.”
“Resurrecting… my wife!”
“?” Xia Feng was startled and turned to look at Shang Shaoquan.
Wife?
What nonsense?
“He is not Shang Shaoquan.” At the same time, Huang Zhaoyue’s faint voice echoed in Xia Feng’s mind, “I have seen Shang Shaoquan. He would not refer to himself as ‘this seat’.”
Reminded by Huang Zhaoyue, Xia Feng also vaguely noticed some stiffness in Shang Shaoquan’s movements, which seemed like a puppet-like method.
Sensing the strange gazes of the three masked figures behind him, Shang Shaoquan slowly turned around, his aura silently shifting to a self-contained divine might, his eyes indifferent.
“Are you Shang Jue?” the Black Spade masked figure asked.
Shang Shaoquan didn’t mind his identity being revealed. He nodded faintly and at the same time began to walk slowly towards the sky.
Beneath the barrier, there was a seven-colored vortex, like an oil painting smeared in the center of the sky.
That was the Divine Treasury Gate.
Due to the appearance of the Divine Treasury Gate, the barrier became unstable and began to shake. Shang Shaoquan casually pressed his hand on the barrier, stabilizing its state.
Watching Shang Shaoquan’s actions, Xia Feng’s confusion deepened.
“The Blazing Red Dragon King, Ishmael, is Shang Jue’s wife? Huang Zhaoyue, do you know about this?”
“I have heard that Shang Jue, the Pillar State, might be an ancient Dragon Scion. If he is a Dragon Scion, then it is reasonable for his wife to be a Dragon King.”
“In the era when the Dragon race was still prosperous, there were indeed cases of Dragon Kings and Dragon Scions combining. However, Dragon Scions were equivalent to believers. The combination of a Dragon King and a Dragon Scion was akin to defying divine morality and was a forbidden rule in the Dragon race’s laws, thus a very rare occurrence.”
Xia Feng: …
Ignoring the talk of defying divine morality, Xia Feng frowned and looked towards the center of the pond.
(End of this chapter)
