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“Your Majesty, now that General Sheng has broken through to the Martial Saint Realm, shouldn’t he be conferred the title of King?” Jade Han suggested. A Martial King so young would be a sight to behold.
Only those who reached the Martial Saint Realm were eligible to be conferred the title of Martial King, a status almost on par with the Emperor.
Even Xiao Martial King had to bow respectfully when meeting Empress Hazel Han.
The three great dynasties of the Central Plains held the title of Martial King in the highest regard.
However, breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm did not automatically grant one the title of Martial King. This honor was reserved for Martial Saints who were generals defending the nation.
Of course, those from various sects and aristocratic families who reached the Martial Saint Realm would not seek the imperial court’s conferment.
In this world where strength reigned supreme, the powerful stood above all.
“I will draft an imperial edict to confer him the title of Martial King. From now on, Great Wei will have three Martial Saints to guard it, and we will no longer be threatened by Da Li and Da Chu,” Hazel Han said without hesitation.
Empress Hazel Han’s imperial edict left Luo Capital and headed towards River West.
The emergence of a powerful Martial Saint in Great Wei, especially one who was a general and marquis, was the last thing Da Li and Da Chu wanted to see.
When Emperor Zhao Qingwu of Da Li received the report, his brows furrowed deeply.
A century ago, Da Li and Da Chu had conspired to thwart Great Wei’s Ancestor Han Wu from reaching Martial Saint Great Perfection, and had buried a demon who was on the verge of breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm.
This had suppressed Great Wei for over a hundred years.
But now, Great Wei had produced another powerful Martial Saint who had even slain four Yang Spirits from Kunlun.
“Someone, gather all the information on Great Wei’s Champion Marquis for me,” Zhao Qingwu ordered immediately.
Da Li’s Black-clad Guards swiftly moved to gather information on Oliver Sheng in Great Wei.
Da Chu’s Silent Riders, under the emperor’s orders, also infiltrated Great Wei.
The deaths of Kunlun’s four Yang Spirits spread like a storm, and Oliver Sheng’s name became known throughout the three kingdoms.
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On the grasslands, several figures moved like the wind.
“Mu Feng, stop running. You’ve been on the run for over twenty years. Isn’t that enough?”
“Stop now. You can’t escape.”
The figure at the forefront was none other than the Veteran.
“Sima Wushang, you treacherous dog! I was blind to befriend you back then,” the Veteran cursed.
The Sima Clan had come for him, sending four Great Grandmasters to capture him.
With no other choice, the Veteran fled River West County and headed for the grasslands.
Facing the four Great Grandmasters of the Sima Clan, he had no power to resist and could only run.
Even if he were to die, he would never hand over the first half of the Great Sun Heart Sutra.
The Sima Clan would never get the complete Great Sun Heart Sutra.
“Old fool Mu Feng, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. When I catch you, I’ll cut off your legs and see where you can run,” Sima Wushang roared in anger.
“Chase him! Don’t let him escape.”
“Our Ancestor has already reached the peak of the mid-stage Martial Saint Realm. With the complete sutra, he will quickly break through to the late-stage Martial Saint Realm, and even Great Perfection is not out of reach.”
“By then, our Sima Clan might surpass the Jiang Clan.”
Why should the Jiang Clan hold the throne while the Sima Clan couldn’t?
The Veteran continued to flee, not daring to stop for a moment.
If caught, he was certain to die.
He fled towards the Huns’ royal court, hoping to find Oliver Sheng, who was leading the army against the Huns.
Oliver Sheng was his only hope. Once he found Oliver, the Sima Clan’s dogs would be no match.
The chase lasted for two and a half days!
The Veteran’s True Essence was rapidly depleting. After two and a half days of relentless fleeing, he had no time to recover his True Essence.
As his True Essence was nearly exhausted, a glimmer of despair flashed in his eyes.
The endless green grass of the grasslands stretched as far as the eye could see.
Was he really going to die here today?
“Run, keep running!” Sima Wushang sneered as he saw the Veteran slowing down.
“Shameless Sima Clan, even if I die, I’ll take one of you with me,” the Veteran resolved.
Even in death, he would drag one of them down with him.
“Just you?”
Sima Wujiao sneered. He was only an early-stage Great Grandmaster.
They had two mid-stage Great Grandmasters, one late-stage Great Grandmaster, and one early-stage Great Grandmaster. If they couldn’t even take down one, it would be a joke.
“Surrender quietly, and you might live.”
Another Great Grandmaster from the Sima Clan spoke.
“Haha, do you think I’m an idiot?” The Veteran mocked.
Did they take him for a three-year-old?
“Die!”
Sima Wujiao roared, accelerating and throwing a punch at the Veteran.
The Veteran quickly gathered his blood energy, forming a protective barrier, and countered with a punch.
Boom!!
The Veteran was sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth.
Using the force, he continued to flee.
Sima Wujiao’s late-stage Great Grandmaster strength was far superior to his.
If he got entangled, he would quickly be defeated and captured by the Sima Clan.
To survive, he had to keep running.
Even in despair, as long as there was a sliver of hope, he wouldn’t give up.
Otherwise, he would have died twenty years ago!
“Chase!!”
Seeing the Veteran continue to flee, Sima Wushang and the others accelerated their pursuit.
Throughout the chase, the Veteran was injured multiple times, but his unwavering determination kept him alive.
“Why struggle, Mu Feng? Accept your fate!” Sima Wushang kept taunting, trying to break the Veteran’s spirit.
The Veteran ignored him, dragging his injured body as he ran.
His True Essence was depleted, and he began burning his blood energy.
The Veteran knew that once his blood energy was exhausted, he would die.
At the same time, a massive army was advancing.
Oliver Sheng led the army back, their route intersecting with the Veteran’s.
Perhaps it was fate, but he found Oliver Sheng.
Rumble!!
The thunderous sound of thousands of galloping horses echoed across the grasslands.
From a distance, the Veteran saw an army with a large banner bearing the character “Sheng.”
Seeing the banner, the Veteran’s face lit up with joy. Heaven had not forsaken him; he had found Oliver Sheng.
Seeing his savior, the Veteran ran desperately towards the army.
Sima Wushang and the others also saw the approaching army.
Oliver Sheng, clad in a red robe and golden armor, rode swiftly to the Veteran.
“Whoa!!”
He reined in his horse, frowning at the bloodied and wounded Veteran.
“Oliver, thank goodness. I thought today would be my end,” the Veteran said with a pale smile.
“Uncle, what happened?” Oliver Sheng asked, his eyes filled with killing intent.
“Those people are from the Sima Clan of Da Chu. They found my whereabouts, and I’ve been fleeing to the grasslands. Luckily, I ran into you; otherwise, I’d be dead,” the Veteran said, still shaken.
It was just like twenty years ago, being hunted by the Sima Clan.
Oliver Sheng took out a bottle of seventh-grade healing pills from his spatial ring, pills he had found in the spatial rings of the Yang Spirit experts he had slain from Kunlun Daoist Sect.
“Uncle, these are seventh-grade healing pills. Take them quickly. I’ll deal with those people ahead,” Oliver Sheng said.
The Veteran took the jade bottle and nodded, “Alright, leave them to you.”
He then took the pills to heal.
Sima Wushang and the others caught up, their eyes flashing with killing intent as they looked at Oliver Sheng.
A mere early-stage Great Grandmaster dared to meddle in their affairs?
Indeed, the aura Oliver Sheng exuded was that of an early-stage Great Grandmaster.
“Who are you? This man is our enemy. Why meddle in our affairs? Aren’t you afraid of getting yourself killed?” Sima Wushang said coldly.
“Annoying!!”
Oliver Sheng couldn’t be bothered with their nonsense. These flies could be swatted away easily.
He threw a punch.
Sima Wushang and the others’ pupils shrank instantly, and then, nothing.
The four were blasted into blood mist and evaporated.
“Sima Clan, I haven’t come for you yet, and you dare come to me first,” Oliver Sheng said coldly. If he hadn’t encountered them, the Veteran would have died at the hands of the Sima Clan.
The army arrived.
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