Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1067: Pig For An Ally

Chapter 1067: Pig For An Ally

‘So many experts. I suppose though he is viewed as a piece of trash, he is still an important pawn, hence the caution.’ Feiyun stood on the roof of a crystal palace and observed the palace known as Pinnacle.

He picked up five roof tiles and turned them into puppets. They wielded jade swords and started running toward Pinnacle with incredible bloodlust.

They crushed several buildings in the process with their swift speed while howling.

“Hmph! Intruders indeed, take them down!” A fierce command came from above.

An armored expert appeared out of thin air. He waved his hand and flames immediately suppressed the five puppets.

‘Now!’ Feiyun sneered and used his dragon-phoenix robe to fly into Pinnacle.

The formations couldn’t stop him it didn’t take long before he infiltrated his target.

“They’re just tiles, there is a puppet master here. Spread out and find him!” An expert outside shouted.

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Inside the main chamber, the lord of Sacred Court sat on top of a draconic chair. However, his demeanor was the opposite as he stared out the door.

“Whoosh!” A handsome young man suddenly appeared inside the chamber. He put away his robe and smiled: “You are the Sacred Court Lord?”

“Who-who are you?!” The lord was around thirty years of age with a small beard on his chin. He was average in size and became frightened by this man: “Who-who are you?!”

Feiyun had a special mask on and sat down in front of the court. He smiled and said: “That doesn’t matter. Just know that I am here to help you.”

“Help me?”

Feiyun nodded and said: “The oath banquet is a strategy meeting for an expedition to the Yin World. That’s on the surface, the real reason is to declare a new ruler for Sacred Court.”

“What did you say?!” The startled lord stood up, looking anxious.

“To put it simply, this is the end of the road for you, you’ll be nothing after this banquet, the same for your clan.” Feiyun smiled.

The lord turned deadly pale. Though he was a puppet, he was still the ruler of Sacred Court in name. However, if Azure Lord were to take over, he would become nothing - only a name in history known for being the loser of the Long.

Feiyun had no respect for this lord since the latter didn’t deserve any. He said: “Don’t look as if your parents have just died. You still have an unused ace card, maybe there is a chance to reverse the tides.”

“Ace card?”

“Your clan has a powerful group of guardians known as the Sacred Tribe. They are inside the treasury right now and just need an official decree from you before rushing out and killing the traitors.”

“We really have a group like that?” The lord became emotional.

‘Sigh, what an idiot.’ Feiyun thought before speaking: “There is not much time, write an official decree right now.”

“Alright, wait here, I will go get the ruler’s seal right now.” The emotional lord ran into the backroom.

Feiyun shook his head in disappointment. This person was absolutely not worthy of being the ruler. He would have chosen Azure Lord.

He then looked around the palace before noticing a tripod - one meter tall with nine legs and nine handles. On the surface was a painting of mountains and rivers. It floated half an inch above the ground, beneath was a pond feeding it worldly energy.

“That’s not a bad treasure.” He stretched forward and wanted to summon the tripod over for a closer look. Alas, it didn’t move an inch.

“Oh?” Remember that given his current power, he could lift a mountain easily.

“Not bad at all.” He activated his heavenly gaze in order to see its origin.

He then saw countless strings of energy connecting the ground and the sky. It felt like the center of this region. The mountains and rivers depicted on the surface seemed real as well.

“This is the center of Sixth Central, its defining treasure and the ruler’s seal…” He suddenly realized something at this point.

If the seal was right here, why did that lord leave?

‘Fuck!’ He stopped gazing at the tripod and ran outside.

“Boom!” A formation knocked him back inside.

All of the formations suddenly activated and blocked his path.

Powerful old men came in - all paragons with bright eyes and incredible power.

“You actually made it in, not bad.” A gallant man in armor with golden stitchings stared at Feiyun.

“Another traitor!”

“We can sacrifice him alive during the banquet.” A tall and slender woman wearing a red dress said. Her lips were red like blood as she smiled cruelly.

Feiyun sighed and touched his hair awkwardly while staring at the masters: “What a mistake.”

“The consequence of this mistake is your life.” Ning Jialin walked out from the inner chamber with a cold expression.

The Sacred Court Lord and Snow Consort followed him like two servants.

Ning Jialin glanced at the lord and said: “Good job, you didn’t let me down.”

The lord happily bowed and said: “Sixth Central is prosperous under Azure Lord and Second Prince’s leadership yet these traitors want to cause chaos, they are the seeds of discord.”

“Haha, well said!” Ning Jialin patted the guy’s head as if he was patting a dog.

Feiyun sighed again. He would rather have formidable opponents instead of pigs for allies. Who the hell would support this man?

He tried and the guy sold him out. Fortunately, he wore a special mask just in case.

“Take off your mask, let me see who you are.” Jialin sneered.

“Second Prince, if you want to know who I am, come take it off yourself.” Feiyun smiled.

Getting an official decree was impossible now. The goal was just to run away.

“Kaka, you are a fish in a basket, don’t be so haughty still. Men, capture him.” Jialin sat down on the master chair and a maid brought over a cup of the finest tea.

“I’ll cvapture him.” A white shadow rushed over and aimed for Feiyun’s chest with a palm strike.

Feiyun retaliated with a palm strike as well, sending the assailant back.

However, several sharp winds came for him. They turned out to be strands of white hair, each sharp enough to leave temporary holes in space.

This ambusher was a gray-haired old man at peak second-level Heaven’s Emergence - a member of First Heaven.

Feiyun didn’t dare to use his techniques and spirit energy so he tried to dodge. Alas, one whip still left a bloody wound on his chest.

“You’re courting death!” He swung his arm vertically like a blade, releasing a white draconic energy and injuring the old man.

Ning Jialin seemed amused and said: “Keke, the Long still has some capable talents left. Everyone, capture him. There is a great reward waiting for the winner.”

He believed that Feiyun was a member of the Long.

More than ten masters attacked at the same time. Some were from First Heaven, the others were from large cities and immemorial clans. The weakest was still at the second level of Heaven’s Emergence.