Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 102: Princess Yun Fei

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The reason why Jiang Yi was so obstinate on participating in the Blood Purge was mainly to be promoted to the Ordinary Cadet rank. Su Ruoxue mentioned to him that if he wasn’t an Elite Cadet, he wouldn’t even be able to take a step into Master Liao’s courtyard. He was in a hurry to quickly treat Jiang Xiaonu and to elope with Jiang Yunhai to a secluded place to cultivate. This was why he naturally didn’t want to give up this opportunity.

Since Jiang Yiliu already knew of his identity, he would sooner or later send his men to kill Jiang Yi. By then, the grounds within the college might not be entirely safe. Instead of waiting for death within the college grounds, why not go try his luck on the outside? If he was able to pass the Blood Purge, he would be promoted to Ordinary Cadet. After getting back to the college, he could challenge five Elite Cadets and instantly be promoted to the rank of Elite Cadet. After everything was done, it would be about time for Master Liao to return.

Of course, there was another important reason why he participated in the Blood Purge. It was because of the Massacre Intent!

He had been trying to research on it for more than two months but still had no clues on this Massacre Intent. He wanted to go to the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch to try his luck. Perhaps only through battle would he be able to unintentionally release the Massacre Intent and have a chance to grasp control of it.

Jiang Yiliu had now pressed a razor-sharp blade on his head, and he was urgently in need of an increase in strength but yet didn’t have enough time. His only way to was to take risks.

He already gave no regard for his life and death. From a young age, Jiang Yunhai taught him a statement that stayed close to his heart:

‘If a martial artist didn’t have a fearless heart, then he would never be able to become a true warrior. If you didn’t have a heart of a true warrior, how would you make the world tremble underneath your foot?’

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Three days went by quickly.

Before the sky was even bright, all the participants of the Blood Purge were up early and gathered at the plaza by the southern gate.

Jiang Yi was up early, too. He freshened up and was surprised to see Qian Wanguan standing outside the door. He smiled slightly and patted on Qian Wanguan’s shoulder. “Wanguan, there is no need to see me out. Go back to sleep.”

“Hehe. Boss, I am not here to see you out!”

The chubby flesh on Qian Wanguan’s face shook as he laughed. “The college is too boring now. Mentor Su and I have asked for a leave of absence and prepared to return to our clan. We will accompany you to the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch.”

“The tomb is located in the southwest, but the royal capital is located in the northwest, right?”

Jiang Yi blinked his eyes feeling confused and quickly realized it. Qian Wanguan was worried about him and wanted to accompany him to the tomb. With him around, Jiang Yiliu would have to reconsider making a move along the way there.

Looking at Qian Wanguan’s round face— at those vulgar small eyes and nose, Jiang Yi felt touched. He didn’t say much and just patted on Qian Wanguan’s shoulder before heading out.

There were some things that Jiang Yi didn’t like to say as he was used to keeping it in his heart!

No matter if Qian Wanguan was sincere or treating himself as rare merchandise, he still was willing to treat Qian Wanguan as a brother right now—and a brother for life.

Not long after they left the courtyard, they saw two distant figures walking over. Qian Wanguan’s eyes lit up as he shouted, “Brother Wushuang! Miss Lin’er!”

Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Lin’er walked over with haste. Still wearing a veil, Zhan Lin’er looked at Jiang Yi with her pearl-like eyes before greeting intimately, “Brother Jiang Yi.”

Jiang Yi smiled and nodded. Fatty had this expression of grievance as he was ignored by Zhan Lin’er. Zhan Wushuang smiled and said, “Jiang Yi, let’s go. You and I will go along together. Qian Wanguan, you aren’t participating in the Blood Purge, right? Go back. Jiang Yi will be safe with me.”

Qian Wanguan smiled with narrowed eyes. “Hehe, I have already applied for a leave of absence. I will just tag along for fun. But I will wait for your return outside of the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch.”

“Oh?”

Zhan Wushuang cast a glance of surprise at Qian Wanguan and extended his hand to pat on Qian Wanguan’s shoulder. “Good! Not bad! You have a sense of brotherhood. Let’s go!”

This pat from Zhan Wushuang made Qian Wanguan burst out in joy. He had always tried to make friends with Zhan Wushuang but had no development. Now it seemed like Zhan Wushuang was beginning to accept him. As they walked together on this trip, Zhan Wushuang would have no choice but to accept him as a friend when Zhan Wushuang witnesses his prowess.

Jiang Yi looked at both of them and pursed up his lips while feeling indescribably touched. But he remained silent and walked towards the South Courtyard. Soon enough, the four of them arrived at the South Courtyard. As soon as Jiang Yi exited the gate, countless pairs of eyes locked onto him. As Jiang Yi swept his glance across the courtyard, he saw many familiar faces:

Jiang Henshui, Liu He, Ji Tingyu, Jiang Qilin, Zhangsun Feihu... Jiang Yiliu.

And this group of people actually stood together as a group and was surrounded by dozens of people. It was obvious that they were circling Jiang Yiliu and the black-robed young master beside him as the core.

Jiang Yi ignored the complex expression of Jiang Henshui and Liu He. His sights swept across to Ji Tingyu and sighed slightly. She and another female cadet stood at the side and had this indifferent expression, seemingly separated from Jiang Yiliu’s group. But seeing that she stood near to Jiang Yiliu’s group, it was obviously a kind of signal.

Jiang Yi quickly retrieved his gaze and looked directly into the eyes of Jiang Yiliu from a distance. Both of them could see the murderous intent in both of their eyes as though two lion kings meeting face-to-face. They were both flaring their manes and releasing fearful presences.

“Jiang Yi?”

Zhangsun Wuji’s eyes looked at Jiang Yi from away, too. His malicious eyes were filled with a chilling glow, but his attention was soon pulled away by three individuals coming out from the gate of the South Courtyard. His expression immediately turned into a smile as though he was cleansed by a breeze of love.

“Princess Yun Fei!”

Someone exclaimed within the crowd. Jiang Yi consciously withdrew his gaze and looked over along with Zhan Wushuang and Qian Wanguan. With a single glance, their three pairs of eyes brightened up.

Three female cadets walked over slowly; they were all wearing sexy and provocative dresses. Especially the young lady in the middle who wore this red leather short skirt, revealing her slender thighs. She donned a pair of long boots on her feet while red pelt armor hugged her body, which thoroughly exposed her bust size. She even displayed her flat and smooth abdomen, emitting a wild type of beauty that oozed with her extreme sexiness and alluring charm.

This lady is an attractive one!

Jiang Yi lamented in his heart. This lady had a healthy wheat-colored skin, and her beautiful eyes were filled with an unruly wild nature, seemingly trying to entice all the men that were present.

“A good woman!”

Zhan Wushuang felt deeply moved, too, while Zhan Lin’er scoffed at the side. “Zhan Wushuang, aren’t you always formidable? Go get this Princess Yun Fei, and I will be completely convinced by you.”

“That’s right, that’s right!” Qian Wanguan roared along. “Princess Yun Fei is only at the age of 17 this year, but her strength is already at the sixth stage of the Purple Mansion Realm! She even possessed the sorcery arts from the Heaven Mystics Kingdom. Only such a woman is suitable for Brother Wushuang!”

Zhan Wushuang confidently laughed. “A man lives to kill and has to build up his achievement. Are there any benefits playing around with relationships? Jiang Yi, you can go. This chick suits you.”

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Zhan Wushuang’s voice was rather loud, and it seemed like the trio group of Princess Yun Fei heard it—it even startled Zhangsun Wuji’s group. Countless people looked over, and Princess Yun Fei let out an indifferent smile. She looked at Zhan Wushuang and mocked him, “Zhan Wushuang? The direct descendant of the Battle God clan? Why is his strength so weak? It seems like the legendary Battle God clan isn’t as strong as it is supposed to be, right?”

Zhan Lin’er’s eyes had a flash of fury, and she was about to say something. Then again, she was held back by Zhan Wushuang with a hand gesture. He then laughed while saying, “Princess Yun, do you want to have a match? If I lose, I will be your slave for a year. But if you lose, I wouldn’t dare do anything to you. You just have to give a kiss to my Brother Jiang here. How about it?”