Astral Apostle

Chapter 440: Fame (i) Translator: Atlas Studios I Editor: Atlas Studios

Jiangchun, Ning Tian Prefecture.

In a bustling city, there was a restaurant called the Myriad River Restaurant. At this moment, the lobby of the restaurant was filled with customers. There were also many citizens craning their necks outside the door, listening to a storyteller in the lobby with relish.

"Speaking of which, Chen Feng is 18 feet tall. He has lion hair and the face of a beast. He has the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear. His fists are as big as a head, and his arms are as thick as legs. He's known as the Death Beckoning Yama King. This Yama King holds a 800-pound divine spear. It's said that the spear was transformed from a flood dragon.

It originally cultivated in the mountains and had 50o years of cultivation, but it was subdued by the Yama King. Because of this incident, the spear has obtained a name, called the Flood Dragon's Sea Breaking Spear. When it's swung, it's like a dragon fighting in the wilderness. Anyone who faces off against it will be shattered!"

The storyteller shook his head in excitement, while the audience stood on tenterhooks, waiting for

more.

With a bang, the storyteller smacked the wood table and continued,

"Let's talk about this Yama King, Chen Feng. He stirred up trouble in the Lu River area. A divine spear suppressed two strongholds, and a bold spear scared away more than ten thousand soldiers. He even swore that he would kill his way into the world and punish the corrupt officials and tyrants on behalf of the heavens!

Every time he passed by a place, he would visit the local people. If there were tyrants running rampant in the village, the Yama King would add their names to his Soul Reaping Register. He would kill to stop evil and divide the wealth for the people. He treated the officials along the way like clay sculptures and ran rampant!

However, this Yama King is not someone who kills indiscriminately. If a county magistrate is an official who has served the Empire wholeheartedly and is clean and free of wrongdoings, he would not touch them."

When a customer heard this, he could not help but sigh, "This Chen Feng is really a righteous person. He's really a good man."

Beside him, a person in luxurious clothes snorted coldly and said in disgust,

"A hero should serve the country and the people. He kills people at every turn. What kind of hero is this? He's just a murderer! A corrupt official will naturally be punished by the law. How can he be the only one who can decide? Does he, the Yama King, still want to be a judge?"

The surrounding customers were a little unconvinced, but when they saw that this person in luxurious clothes had servants and guards by his side, they could only look away in embarrassment and extinguish their thoughts of retorting.

The storyteller glanced at the man in luxurious clothes, coughed, and continued,

"This Yama King has stirred up all kinds of trouble along the way. The wealthy merchants along the way have all taken refuge out of the city to avoid this calamity. What a strange scene. It's said that the Yama King has already left the Lu River and arrived at the Jiangchun area. He's still arrogant and has been chased by the officials several times. Unfortunately, he has escaped all of themat

In the crowd outside the restaurant, there were two young men wearing straw hats. They were dressed in tight clothes and looked very cool.

The two of them were a pair of brothers and had some reputation in the Green Forest. The elder brother was Zhang Lei, the "Cloud Eagle", and the younger brother was Zhang Zhen, the "Sky Falcon". They had once studied under a famous master and were quite skilled. However, they had just stepped into the martial world and were not famous yet.

The two brothers passed by Ning Tian Prefecture and realized that there was a storyteller in the restaurant, so they stopped to listen. "This Chen Feng is a hero of the world. I admire him." His brother, Zhang Zhen, could not help but speak with respect. Zhang Lei nodded in agreement, "This person is really extraordinary. Along the way, I've heard of his deeds countless times."

Zhang Zhen looked at his brother and lowered his voice, "We want to find a mountain to settle down, but there's no big stronghold in the Jiangchun area. It's not a big deal. We originally wanted to go to the Lu River, but Chen Feng had actually done this feat of flattening two mountains with his spear alone. He's even more powerful, so we might as well submit to him."

"Well, I think this matter is feasible. Although this person's actions are ostentatious, his martial arts are really astonishing. He might be able to achieve great things in the future. You and I have sworn that we will never be mediocre in our lives and waste all our skills. If we want to seek refuge, seek refuge with such a hero."

Zhang Lei nodded.

At the same time, on the other side of the crowd, a middle-aged scholar was also listening to the storyteller's story. His palm gently stroked the long beard under his chin.

This person was not young, and the hair by his temples were already white. He looked handsome and scholarly, and he wore a blue and white scholars crown on his head. He was wearing a sky-blue scholar's robe, and there was a sword hanging at his waist. The tip of the sword was like silver thread, and the sword was embedded with jade.

Behind this person were two men in fitting clothes. They also had long swords hanging from their waists.

"Sect Master, is Chen Feng's deed true? Is there really such a martial art in the world?"

One of the followers asked curiously.

The older scholar curled his lips and stroked his beard. "The rumors in the market are exaggerated, but they can't be groundless. This Chen Feng's martial arts can't be too bad."

"How does it compare to the Sect Master? "How would I know if I haven't fought?" The scholar's tone remained indifferent.

He was the current sect master of the Wu Mountain Sect, Shen Sanqiu. He was known as the "First Sword of Jiangchun", and the two people following him were his disciples.

On this trip to Ning Tian Prefecture, he had three things to do. One was to meet the branch leader, Ye Heng, to discuss the development of the branch and maintain a relationship with the Ye family.

Secondly, many of the martial arts sects in Jiangchun had been invited by the nobles to gather in Ning Tian Prefecture. It seemed that Jiangchun's nobles wanted to invite them to do something. At the moment, they did not know what the situation was.

The third was to visit the incomparably mysterious Perfected Master Windwalker. Although Shen Sanqiu was an expert of the martial world, he was also respectful towards such people and wanted to get to know them.

Shen Sanqiu listened to the story for a while more before shaking his head and evaluating, "This Chen Feng is arrogant because of his martial arts and his actions are ostentatious. Soon, trouble will come knocking on his door. He doesn't even know that a calamity is imminent."

With that, he left with his disciples.

At this moment, two monks dressed as Daoists passed by Myriad River Restaurant and stopped to listen for a while.

The two Daoists were similar in age and were both middle-aged. However, one of them looked like a child with fair skin, while the other was wrinkled like an old fanner..