God Emperor

Gu Linfeng had acted too decisively. Discipline King Di Yuan didn’t even have time to help. Before he’d died, Saint Hongyuan probably didn’t expect that Gu Linfeng would have the guts to kill him either.

Discipline King Di Yuan shook in anger. Two bursts of cold air flooded out of his nostrils, making all the cultivators present shiver.

“Deity, do you know what the punishment for killing a Saint of the sect is?” His voice contained boundless murderous intent, but he tried his hardest to control his anger.

Zhang Ruochen flew down to the front of Gui Yuan Divine Palace. Standing beside Saint Hongyuan’s body, he said fearlessly, “What punishment?”

“Death,” Discipline King Di Yuan said.

“Oh!” Zhang Ruochen nodded nonchalantly and asked, “So what?”

Many cultivators were unhappy with Zhang Ruochen’s actions. Even those Half-Saints and Saints who had no conflicts with him thought he was being too much. Saint Hongyuan only wanted to capture and imprison him, but he killed the Saint instead.

That was a Saint. How many Saints were in the entire Blood God Sect? How many resources were sacrificed to produce a Saint? How could he kill one just like that?

Every Saint stood at the peak of the cultivation world, and they were able to intimidate the other forces. Even the Hierarch had to provide an explanation for killing a Saint.

“His personality is too violent,” a Saint elder said. “If he becomes the Hierarch, the Blood God Sect would never be in peace.”

Elder Yuan Gui, one of the six Saint elders, showed anger. “Killing a Saint is definitely a grave sin. We elders should now give our opinion. How about we revoke Gu Linfeng of the Deity status and disable his cultivation?”

He looked toward Elder Yuan Xing for his opinion. If the six elders voted unanimously, Gu Linfeng could be revoked of his title. It depended on Elder Yuan Xing now. After all, he was the most powerful in the Elder Pavilion.

Elder Yuan Xing sighed. His eyes were troubled and he felt indecisive. He actually still thought highly of Gu Linfeng, because he saw a shred of hope in him. He believed that if Gu Linfeng matured, he could lead the Blood God Sect out of despair and even to glory.

But now, it seemed that Gu Linfeng had a flaw. He was too violent and not suitable for the important position.

Was even the last shred of hope gone too?

Just as Elder Yuan Xing was still hesitating, Gu Linfeng laughed loudly. “Elder Yuan Gui, you wish to revoke me of my title so soon. Is it because you have a better option?”

“The Blood God Sect has no place for a Deity who kills his own people,” Elder Yuan Gui said. “If someone like you matures, only disaster will find the sect.”

“Kill my own people? I don’t dare to accept this accusation.” Zhang Ruochen shook his head and chuckled.

“That is the truth and you still dare to argue?” Discipline King Di Yuan roared. He didn’t want to waste time with Zhang Ruochen anymore. He wanted to personally defeat him.

Many of the Half-Saints present grew gleeful. Gu Linfeng had angered a Discipline King and Saint elder at the same time. How could he stay alive today?

“I don’t see how that is the truth,” Zhang Ruochen said calmly. “You all didn’t see the truth at all.”

With that, Zhang Ruochen lowered himself and opened Saint Hongyuan’s robes. He searched along the back of the corpse.

“What is he doing? Destroying the corpse?”

“Are you stupid? What’s the point of destroying the corpse? Did the Deity discover a secret?”

…

Everyone grew curious. They stared at Saint Hongyuan’s corpse, wanting to know what Gu Linfeng was doing.

“Found it!”

Zhang Ruochen smiled. He hit the corpse’s spine with a finger and the corpse shuddered violently. With a whoosh, a pair of huge red wings broke through the skin on the back.

Zhang Ruochen looked up at the various cultivators of Gui Yuan Divine Palace. “Do you see the truth now?” he asked, smiling.

Boom!

The upper level figures of the sect felt as if they’d been struck by lightning. An uproar spread through. No one could keep calm, including the Saint elders, Discipline Kings, and palace lords.

“A Vampire… Saint Hongyuan was actually an Immortal Vampire infiltrator.”

“Oh my! How could this be? Saint Hongyuan was the Criminal Law Saint. How could he be a Vampire?”

“He controlled justice, but he was a Vampire. How many disciples died unfairly in his hands each year? He must have sucked all their blood dry.”

All the disciples felt fear from the realization. They were also furious. Thinking carefully, they felt that many disciples had died unfairly in the Criminal Law Court each year. Most of them were probably turned into food for Saint Hongyuan.

“Thankfully, the Deity found him out. Otherwise, the Blood God Sect would suffer even more losses.”

That moment, the entire situation changed. All the cultivators that had stayed neutral saw Zhang Ruochen in a different light. No one in the sect realized that Saint Hongyuan was an infiltrator, but Gu Linfeng did and killed him. Could this not prove his abilities?

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were like daggers. “Discipline King Di Yuan, shouldn’t you give everyone an explanation?”

Discipline King Di Yuan was furious at being demanded by a Pre-Saint. However, he also realized that this Gu Linfeng was difficult to deal with. He had to be careful so he wouldn’t get tricked.

Forcing down his emotions, he said, “Saint Hongyuan is my disciple, but I didn’t know this. I was fooled too. What, do you suspect that I’m also an infiltrator?”

“It could be possible,” Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

Discipline King Haiming finally opened his eyes and chuckled. “Linfeng is indeed a bit unmannered, but his words are still logical. From what I know, Saint Hongyuan was able to become the Criminal Law Saint all because of Discipline King Di Yuan’s support. How can you be free of suspicion?”

Discipline King Haiming really knows how to choose the right timing. He started going for me now. Discipline King Di Yuan’s eyes narrowed. He realized this wasn’t good.

Zhang Ruochen naturally knew that Discipline King Haiming also wanted to use this chance to defeat Discipline King Di Yuan. Even if he couldn’t kill Di Yuan, he still wanted to make him lose the chance to become the Hierarch.

So Zhang Ruochen should help him.

“Discipline King Di Yuan’s cultivation is very advanced and you interact with Saint Hongyuan every day,” he said. “There’s no reason why you couldn’t see that he’s an Immortal Vampire, right?”

Di Yuan roared. “Who in the entire sect realized that he was a Vampire, other than you? Speaking of, I would like to know how you could tell his identity with your cultivation.”

Zhang Ruochen had learned some spells from the Vampire Secrets, but he hadn’t reached the point of seeing through the disguise of a Vampire Saint so easily. He’d made this realization when he discovered some tiny flaws in the earlier battle.

Zhang Ruochen knew that the other infiltrators present would want to know the answer to Discipline King Di Yuan’s question too. Thus, he released his Spiritual Power to check everyone’s expressions. He memorized each one who had an odd expression.

At the same time, he said slowly, “I have indeed learned a secret technique to distinguish Vampire infiltrators.”

“Really?” Discipline King Di Yuan said coldly. “Can the Deity please reveal that technique? This way, we can be guarded against infiltrators in the future.”

“The secret is…” Zhang Ruochen purposely dragged out his words to check everyone’s expression. Half a beat later, he finally said, “Investigate carefully.”

“Investigate carefully?”

What kind of secret was that? The cultivators present all thought that Gu Linfeng was tricking them and lying.

The Vampires’ force was very strong in the Blood God Sect. If Zhang Ruochen had really revealed the Vampire Secrets, it might immediately lead to a war. By then, even if the Blood God Sect was able to kill all the Immortal Vampires, they would still suffer great losses.

Plus, Zhang Ruochen wasn’t clear just how large the Immortal Vampire force was yet. What if the Vampires destroyed the Blood God Sect instead?

He couldn’t take that risk. He could only go slowly and steadily, taking out the Vampires one step at a time.

“No matter what,” Elder Yuan Xing finally said. “This must have something to do with Discipline King Di Yuan. For the following days, I hope Discipline King Di Yuan can spend a few days in the Elder Pavilion. You have no complaints, correct?”

Di Yuan obviously knew that “spend a few days” meant imprisonment. He wouldn’t be allowed to interact with the outer world.

Under the current situation, he had no choice at all. He could only agree.

That damn Gu Linfeng. I will rip you to shreds one day. He clenched his fists, anger rising up in waves within him.

Once he was imprisoned in the Elder Pavilion, he would lose the ability to fight for the Hierarch position.

Next, Elder Yuan Xing issued another command to the ten top cultivators. They must capture the cultivators that Saint Hongyuan had interacted with. Not a single one could be missed.

Saint Hongyuan’s reveal would cause a chain effect. To the Blood God Sect, it would definitely be earth-shaking. One could also see from this just how powerful a Saint was.

Zhang Ruochen dug out Saint Hongyuan’s saintly source. He also put away the Fire Bone Chain, wrapping it around his right hand. Looking at the saint corpse on the ground, his eyes brightened.

“It would be good material for producing blood runes,” he mumbled to himself.

Carrying the headless corpse, he strode into Gui Yuan Divine Palace. “Don’t just stand there. If you want to hold the elder council, please continue. If you wish to continue judging me, you can do so as well.”

Seeing Gu Linfeng walk in with the headless saintly corpse, sweat beaded on Shangguan Xianyan’s snow-white forehead. It felt like Gu Linfeng was warning her or preparing to kill her.

As Gu Linfeng walked closer, Shangguan Xianyan’s heart almost jumped into her throat. She clenched her fists tightly. She felt like she would break down soon.

Even she didn’t know why she was so scared of Gu Linfeng.

Perhaps Gu Linfeng killing Wei Longxing and Saint Hongyuan had left a deep impression on her, scarring her with the cruel image.