Chapter 611: Death of the Saint Ruler of the Shi Family (One)
“Gone, they don’t exist anymore!” Jian Chen responded honestly. He didn’t fear Saint Rulers as long as he was in Mercenary City.
“What!? Gone!? They don’t exist anymore?” The Saint Ruler from the Jiede clan found it hard to remain his calm. He looked confused. His eyes coldly narrowed as if he was staring daggers at Jian Chen.
A Ruler Armament was far too important to them. It was more than a family treasure, it was also an extremely powerful weapon.
“Correct, the items you want back no longer exist.” Jian Chen smiled.
A series of emotions flickered over the two Saint Ruler’s faces, but they quickly calmed down. They didn’t believe that Jian Chen had managed to destroy the Ruler Armaments since Jian Chen was only a Heaven Saint Master, and a Heaven Saint Master wouldn’t even be able to put a scratch in it with even a Heaven Tier Battle Skill. They were after all items that a Saint Ruler left behind. How could they be that easy to break?
Sneering, patriarch Shi said, “Jian Chen, I see that you’re not willing to give back our items. Then let me tell you, the Seal of Treasure Mountain has gone through many years as a bonded item to the Shi family. Only those who possess the bloodline of the Shi family can use it. You are not of my family, nor are you part of my bloodline. Even if you used some secret method, it would be useless. The item serves no use to you and only adds to your troubles. Why not return it to us and we’ll wipe away this grudge. My Shi family won’t send people to kill you anymore.”
“That is right. Jian Chen, I must insist on the return of our Ruler Armament. Take advantage of when I am willing to negotiate with you and return the Ruler Armament to me. My Jiede clan will write off our debts as well and cause no more trouble for you. You won’t need to stay within Mercenary City your entire life.” The Saint Ruler from the Jiede clan spoke prudently.
Even though Jian Chen was sitting right in front of two Saint Rulers, even they wouldn’t move a finger to hurt him while he remained in Mercenary City. If Jian Chen stayed within the city without leaving, then they would be powerless to retake their Ruler Armaments. Rather than waiting around in vain, they would try to take the suave approach and try to reclaim them another way.
“My apologies, but what I just said should explain it all. The items you want are no longer on my person.” Jian Chen explained, unmoved by their attempts.
The Saint Rulers revealed cross looks. This was an awful situation since they were now worried that their Ruler Armaments were now in the hands of another great faction. If that was the case, then it would be very hard for them to be reclaimed.
“Then who has the Seal of Treasure Mountain!” Patriarch Shi boomed.
Pointing up at the sky, Jian Chen replied, “No one has it. It has already been lost to this world, or perhaps better to say, it has already become a part of me.” The Duanyun sword and the Seal of Treasure Mountain had already been turned into Chaotic Force to temper his body, so he found this way of saying it to be quite fitting.
Jian Chen’s words were like a clap of thunder to the two Saint Ruler’s ears. Confused and stunned, they stared at him.
“What? The Seal of Treasure Mountain has become a part of you? Have you fused with it?” Patriarch Shi shot straight up his seat and gave a wide-eyed stare at the other Saint Ruler in disbelief.
Jian Chen’s heart skipped a beat when he saw their reactions and heard their questions. He realized that there was some sort of use for the Ruler Armament.
“Could it be that a Ruler Armament can be fused with the body?” Jian Chen thought to himself. This piece of information was rather valuable since he lacked a weapon at the moment. If he could truly fuse with a Ruler Armament, and then forge it with the Azulet swords, he could perhaps find a Ruler Armament compatible with the Light Wind Sword.
Unfortunately, while he now knew that the Ruler Armament could fuse with the body, he didn’t know the specific method. The two Saint Rulers in front of him knew, but Jian Chen couldn’t simply ask them since it would be a complete fail to do so. Moreover, even if he did know, finding a Ruler Armament that was compatible with the Light Wind Sword would be a very hard task. Thus, Jian Chen knew that this thought, that had just popped up, would not be something he could accomplish in any reasonable amount of time.
“No, that can’t be possible! The Ruler Armament is something a Saint Ruler left behind. In order to fuse with it, one would have to be a Saint Ruler at the Ninth Heavenly Layer! You are nothing but a Heaven Saint Master. How could you fuse with a Ruler Armament? Jian Chen, do you take us to be three year old children that knows nothing better about the world?” The Saint Ruler of the Jiede clan shook his head. In his mind, he was secretly aghast. If his Ruler Armament was truly fused with Jian Chen’s body, then it would be forever lost to him.
The words of the Saint Ruler of the Jiede clan made Jian Chen sigh. If he wanted to fuse with a Ruler Armament, he would need to be a Saint Ruler of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, and that was still quite a distance away.
“I’ve said it before. If you two don’t believe me, then my apologies. Your junior still has some matters to take care and cannot accompany you any longer. Goodbye.” Jian Chen no longer felt inclined to talk to them any longer. He stood up from the table to walk back to his room. In no time at all, he disappeared from the eyes of the two Saint Rulers.
The two Saint Rulers stared at the back of Jian Chen until he had disappeared away from sight. For a good while, neither talked. This was the very first time they had met a Heaven Saint Master that did not show them courtesy ever since they had become Saint Rulers.
Finally, patriarch Shi tightly clenched his fists as he stared at the spot where Jian Chen had last been before disappearing. Clenching his teeth, he spat, “Jian Chen, if you refuse the carrot, then you’ll not be spared the whip. Do not blame us.”
The other Saint Ruler sighed at his words, “It’s unfortunate that this is Mercenary City. We have no way of touching him, nor do we know where the Ruler Armaments are. Why can we not sense them if they are so close?”
“They have to be on his body. He must have used some sort of secret method to separate the connection between our Ruler Armaments and us, but what can we do about it? Hmph, he still has the Imprint of Death on his body. No matter where he runs off to, we’ll be able to find him. That is, unless he stays in Mercenary City his entire life.” Patriarch Shi spoke under his breath before leaving the inn with the other.
Not too long after the two Saint Rulers left, a good portion of the patrons exited the inn as well. Every person who left was from a different faction and had been there to spy on the meeting. They left to report back to their respective factions.
In a corner of the inn, Hu Xiaotian had been eating a platter of barbecued meat by himself. Giving only a vague soliloquy to himself, he said, “Even after that loud conversation, not a single bit of it could be heard. That must be the power to control space itself. Only a Saint Ruler can do magic like that. It seems that the enemies of Jian Chen aren’t unordinary themselves. Should I help him? I wonder.”
After a moment’s consideration, Hu Xiaotian sighed, “The clan has never once meddled with the affairs of the continent, and I’m powerless to help with my strength as a heaven Saint Master.”
Jian Chen spent the next series of days within his room as the sword spirits tried to remove the Imprint of Death. Not once did he ever step out of the inn.
During this time, plenty of people from many factions came to seek out Jian Chen with greetings and promises to help him with his problem. Each request came with the condition that Jian Chen join their faction, and some of the factions offers had been extremely generous so that Jian Chen would be tempted. However, Jian Chen had no desire to join them since he did not want to owe anyone anything.
As more and more factions attempted to recruit Jian Chen into their ranks, the Shi family and Jiede clan grew more and more worried. The factions that wanted to recruit Jian Chen weren’t too much weaker than their own groups, and some of them were organizations that even the two of them were afraid of. Up against this deadly situation, the two of them had no other solution but to watch in silence.
Although the two of them had plenty of connections, they both knew that it would be useless if they tried to call upon those connections to fight Jian Chen.
Several days later, the third prince of the Qinhuang Kingdom, Qin Ji, and several other Imperial Advisors arrived at Mercenary City to find Jian Chen. He and the other four gave Jian Chen a message that told Jian Chen to stay even longer in Mercenary City and to not make any more enemies for the Qinhuang Kingdom.
Qin Ji didn’t stay within the city for long. He and Jian Chen only exchanged a few sparse words of conversation before the prince left. He had been in a hurry, giving Jian Chen a bad feeling that something was about to happen to the kingdom.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed. During these two months, Jian Chen had spent day and night trying to remove the Imprint of Death. Two-thirds of the Imprint of Death had been successfully removed after these two months of vigorous work. He wouldn’t have as much to worry about if it was completely removed. He could think of a way to escape the Shi family and Jiede clan and gain a new leash on his freedom.
In an inn not too far away, the two Saint Rulers were currently watching the window that led to Jian Chen’s room. The Ruler Armaments were far too important for them to give up, so they could only spend their time observing him to make sure he didn’t escape.
“It’s been well more than half a month since his last step out of his room. I’ve heard that he once managed to escape detection while under close watch. Shi Qing, Jian Chen has the Imprint of Death on him thanks to your family, so why don’t you check up on it? We should avoid a situation where he escapes from under our noses.” The Saint Ruler suggested.
Patriarch Shi nodded his head and closed his eyes to sense the Imprint of Death, but as soon as he did, his eyes flew open in disbelief, “The Imprint of Death is weakening! It’s practically gone! He’s managed to remove most of it in such a short amount of time!”
Even the Saint Ruler of the Jiede clan was surprised, “What? He has a way to remove the Imprint of Death? We have to hurry. Once that imprints gone, making sure he’s around will become significantly harder.”