THE MARTIAL KING - Season 9 Episode 74

“I’m just a chess piece?”

Zen asked in bewilderment.

“Right, the greatest era of this world has begun! Many talents have appeared in this world, but it is you who have the fate to lead the world of chaos. As long as you do not die, you will inevitably become the main character of this great world!” Lavender said, her face serious. Zen had always had trouble understanding the great world of chaos.
Both the cyan dragon and Mist were keeping this matter a secret from him. Every time they spoke of a crucial point pertaining to it, they broke off, unwilling to continue talking about it. Even Zen, with his access to their conversations, was unable to understand the whole truth.

“The beginning of a new great world? What does it mean?” Zen asked again. Lavender threw him an annoyed look.

“Don’t you see that there are many geniuses in this era? Even within this boundless world, there are countless talents that appear out of the blue. Moreover, there are over a million boundless worlds and many Upper Worlds with talents beyond count.”

Zen nodded in agreement as he heard what she had to say.

Zen had come across all sorts of geniuses on his way from the Cloud Sect.

The Cloud Sect was only a small second-grade sect. It was always rare to see a warrior master the successful sword intent in the All Peaks Competition. And no swordsman had ever gained the consummate sword intent. But last time, two such talents had appeared in the All Peaks Competition that was held in the Cloud Sect. One was Zen, and the other was Rocher.

In addition to the Cloud Sect, all sorts of divine-level talents had appeared in the later Martial Arts Contest that had taken place because of the Dragon Soar Arena.

According to the distribution of talents in the Central Region, as long as a divine-level genius didn’t meet his downfall, he could be destined to enter the Soul Sea Realm. But in all these years, not a single Soul Sea Realm master had appeared in the Central Region.

So it wasn’t just Zen who felt it strange. Members of the other sects in the Central Region were also wondering what was going on in this world.

Lavender’s explanation helped Zen finally understand that the great world was coming.

“I need you to help me,” Lavender said, staring at Zen with fierce determination. But what she said next was unexpected. “Please,” she said tentatively.

It was beyond anyone’s imagination that a mighty queen of the Demon Night, one who represented slaughter, would beg someone for help.

Zen’s heart raced as he looked at Lavender’s determined yet helpless expression. He knew that agreeing to Lavender’s request was not wise. After all, she only had a sliver of soul left. Plus, she might still be worshiped in the Lower World, but if they went back to the Upper World, Zen might have to face and deal with the force of the entire Demon Night.

And it was possible that this race was stronger than humans. Zen hesitated as this thought hit him.

As she saw Zen’s expression change with his thoughts, Lavender became disappointed. She pursed her lips and said mournfully, “I understand that. I’m just your sword spirit, not your sister.

And I’m also not someone you care
about. And to you, I’m still an alien…”

Lavender was Zen’s sword spirit and given the fact that she had been hiding inside Zen’s body the entire time, she naturally knew everything that had happened to Zen along the way.

She knew that Zen would go all out to help even if he had to risk his own life if she were his sister, Yan, or Letitia from the Cloud Hall, or even Aura from the Burning Sky Empire. He wasn’t heartless or indifferent by a huge margin.

Lavender had only been Zen’s sword spirit all that time, so there wasn’t much of a relationship between them.

Out of the blue, an old voice sounded from Zen’s mind, “Little girl, Zen can help you.”

Zen did want to help Lavender but was hesitant. The path of cultivation was an arduous one, filled with blood and gore.

And even if he was very lucky, it was possible that one wrong step would mean that he would perish. Not to mention that his fate dictated that he had to lead the great world of chaos. But even if his luck was greater than anything, he would still die.

It was said that the divine-level talents were able to reach the Soul Sea Realm. But how many of them could actually reach the Soul Sea Realm? Probably not even one in a hundred!

There was one big prerequisite that was required of a divine-level talent if he had to become a Soul Sea Realm master, and that was not to perish.

Could Zen become the main character of this era? The precondition of not dying would still exist.

How could Zen agree to it when he knew that he would be facing a race that was more powerful than humans?

Zen’s hesitation was cut short by the cyan dragon in his mind, who suddenly helped him answer. Zen was puzzled.

The cyan dragon was exceptionally intelligent and known for his extensive knowledge. Since he had overridden Zen in agreeing to Lavender’s request, he naturally must have a reason or a profound meaning behind it.

Lavender wasn’t surprised at the voice floating in Zen’s mind. Although she was Zen’s sword spirit and couldn’t enter his mind, she knew that Zen had turned to the cyan dragon’s soul for help several times when he had drawn the divine texture in the past.

Given that Lavender had a wide knowledge and a vast range of experiences, she was sure that the soul belonged to the cyan dragon.

Lavender’s gaze rested on Zen as she heard the voice and she addressed the cyan dragon. “It’s no use, your agreement. Only Zen’s word counts.”

“Zen, just promise her. The Demon Night will be of great help and endless benefit to you in the future if you can help her return to her throne,” the cyan dragon said flatly.

“What I care about is not benefit,” Zen said seriously. “Moreover, Lavender, you have saved my life so many times as my sword spirit! I can’t promise you too much, but if I can do anything for you in the future, I will help you!”

Lavender’s previously gloomy face lit up at Zen’s words, as if a ray of light was shining directly on her. She stared at him before lowering her head and saying, “Thank you.”

Zen smiled slightly and said teasingly, “But you are still my sword spirit. You can’t possibly continue to be my sword spirit and be attached to my body all the time, right?”

“I will find a way to reconstruct my body, but I can’t do it right now,” Lavender said after a moment’s thought.

It was inconvenient for Lavender to do many things, since she was just a sword spirit at the moment. But her advantage was obvious. She could recover even if she were chopped into pieces. And as long as Zen did not die, she would not die.

But she could only hide within Zen’s body. If she ever came out of Zen’s body and revealed herself, she would have to be near Zen.

Reconstructing her body, on the other hand, was not a simple matter. Whether there was a chance for her to do so depended solely on her luck.

Lavender realized something suddenly and said to Zen, “Isn’t your biggest goal to save your sister? I can order Amber to bring the Demon Night members to the Central Region to help you kill Eddie.”