Chapter 1396 - 1297: Outrageous
After a moment, Jing Kongzhao withdrew his gaze and looked lightly at Chen Xingzhu.
"Where is the Crystal Skull? Didn't you bring it back?"
Chen Xingzhu showed no sign of panic, only a deep sense of apology.
"I'm sorry, my lord. Azhu is incompetent. Although I instigated a great war between the Immortal Race and the Wu Clan, ultimately my efforts failed due to the intervention of a mysterious expert."
Jing Kongzhao looked at her indifferently, without a hint of blame on his face, but Chen Xingzhu couldn't help but lower her head.
After a moment, Jing Kongzhao spoke lightly: "What kind of mysterious expert?"
Chen Xingzhu glanced at Jingtian Chuyi beside her, feeling a bit troubled, but she didn't speak.
Jingtian Chuyi understood, and bowed deeply to Jing Kongzhao.
"I was presumptuous, I'll depart and visit you another day, my lord."
Jing Kongzhao shook his head slightly, without looking at Jingtian Chuyi, and said indifferently.
"Speak, Jingtian Chuyi is also a Martial Arts prodigy, he should be aware of secrets like the Crystal Skull."
Jingtian Chuyi was greatly surprised.
He never imagined that Jing Kongzhao would trust him so much.
He bowed again and stood aside, saying no more.
Chen Xingzhu recounted the entire series of events.
When she spoke about the appearance of the mysterious person and Oskilov's death, Jing Kongzhao's expression suddenly changed, and he interrupted Chen Xingzhu.
"Where were you at that time, and what did the mysterious expert look like?"
Chen Xingzhu looked at Jing Kongzhao unexpectedly. In her impression, there were very few things worth Jing Kongzhao's concern.
However, she did not expect that she was so concerned about this mysterious man, and there was an indescribable meaning in her tone.
Chen Xingzhu answered honestly: "The situation was extremely dangerous at that time."
"Yang Fei's sniping skills have reached an astounding Realm, and I was lurking a kilometer away, waiting for an opportunity."
Jing Kongzhao nodded: "Did you see clearly? Was it really the mysterious man who killed Oskilov?"
Chen Xingzhu nodded, but with some uncertainty.
"All I saw was Oskilov attacking the man, and the man hardly moved, seemingly just snapped his fingers, and Oskilov exploded in Essence Blood and died."
Jingtian Chuyi was startled.
Oskilov, despite being from the mysterious Immortal Race, Jingtian Chuyi knew his power.
This guy was as formidable as someone like Jing Kongzhao, yet he was inexplicably killed with a snap of the fingers?
Too terrifying!
Jingtian Chuyi for the first time felt his insignificance.
After achieving Martial Arts Mastery, he had diligently followed the ancient teachings of humility and caution.
Yet, in his heart, he couldn't help but regard himself as a leading figure in Sang Country Martial Arts.
Now, after hearing this thrilling story, Jingtian Chuyi felt there was always someone better, an infinite horizon.
This inner shock was unparalleled!
Jing Kongzhao didn't seem particularly surprised and asked Chen Xingzhu indifferently.
"Alright, tell me, what did that mysterious man look like?"
Chen Xingzhu hesitated for a moment, as if trying hard to recall the scene, but finally shook her head.
"I just remember that the man was very handsome, but I can't recall the specific details."
Strangely, Jing Kongzhao did not seem surprised.
She sneered: "This is a suppression of willpower. To instantly kill a Spiritual Martial Arts Master and manipulate the mighty power of Heaven and Earth, including people's consciousness and emotions, this person is extraordinary."
"He noticed you, merely erased some of your memories, yet spared your life, truly worthy of being the God Defiler of the bygone Yinxue Tower."
Chen Xingzhu did not understand Jing Kongzhao's words and asked blankly: "What is a God Defiler?"
Jing Kongzhao's youthful and delicate face was full of sarcasm, yet she didn't answer Chen Xingzhu's question.
"You will know in the future, but now I need you to return and help me retrieve the Crystal Skull."
Chen Xingzhu immediately straightened her back: "Yes, Lord Jing Kongzhao."
Jing Kongzhao looked at Chen Xingzhu indifferently.
"Perhaps I can provide you with some information, the Crystal Skull is not at the Witch Clan Headquarters, it is currently in Yang Fei's possession."
"But don't think this is good news, Yang Fei is no easier to deal with than the Witch Kings of the Wu Clan."
"Hmph, once a genius of Yinxue Tower, is he an ordinary person?"
Chen Xingzhu was taken aback, looked at Jing Kongzhao, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked a question.
"So, is Yang Fei also from Yinxue Tower?"
"Hmph, let it be so."
Jing Kongzhao snorted coldly and said.
"Even if he was once a Yinxue Tower prodigy, he is nothing more than an ant now, you can deal with him. He doesn't deserve me taking action against him."
Chen Xingzhu nodded, not daring to say anything more.
Jing Kongzhao looked at Jingtian Chuyi and coldly said.
"I already understand your intention, Sang Country is flourishing, now is its heyday."
"The rise of Yinxue Tower is indeed a big deal for the Sang Country Martial Arts Circle, but there's no need for alarm."
At this point, Jing Kongzhao's eyes looked into the void, somewhat lost in thought.
"As long as the old Martial God does not appear, the thriving fortunes of Sang Country are a fact. With someone like Yang Fei, trying to reverse the situation is impossible."
Jingtian Chuyi nodded, then said somewhat awkwardly.
"But the Eight Great War God Families are clamoring to act against the Yinxue Tower to avenge the blood feud of the past."
"Even though their vision is short-sighted, they represent the wishes of many warriors in Sang Country. We also need to consider the thoughts of ordinary warriors."
Jing Kongzhao's youthful and pretty face suddenly showed intense sarcasm.
"A bunch of frogs in a well, back then when the Martial God swept through Sang Country, except for a few old undyings desperately blocking, hardly anyone came out to fight the Martial God."
"Now, having gained some advantage, they are shouting about fighting and killing? Preposterous!"
Jingtian Chuyi was astonished, looking at Jing Kongzhao.
Such irreverent remarks, if spoken by others, would immediately draw widespread censure and criticism.
But coming from the mouth of Martial God Jing Kongzhao, it carried a vastly different weight.
Chen Xingzhu, however, looked on calmly from the side, seemingly unfazed by Jing Kongzhao's rebellious words and actions.
"But, Lord Jing Kongzhao, the Eight Great Families speak under the guise of national interest, don't we still have to consider their viewpoint?"
Jingtian Chuyi said cautiously, in the presence of this first Martial God of Sang Country, he had to be extremely careful even when speaking.
Jing Kongzhao snorted and said indifferently.
"If that's the case, the global Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament is due every three years, let's hold it regularly."
Jingtian Chuyi was stunned, then suddenly realized.
"Do you mean, at the Martial Arts Tournament, to suppress the Huaxia Martial Arts masters?"
"But since the demise of the Huaxia Yinxue Tower ten years ago, Huaxia has never had masters participate, all these years our Great Sang Empire has dominated, seizing the Golden Sword and returning victorious."
Jing Kongzhao coldly said: "All these years, I have refrained from competing with the Huaxia warriors out of respect for the Martial God."
"However, with the rebirth of Yinxue Tower this year, it is only natural to have them participate, otherwise, they may dismantle Yinxue Tower and continue hiding like turtles."