Undefeated God of War Chapter 346

Chapter 346 – Beautiful Ming Yue

Translated by: Berrrybunz

Edited by: TN, Leo Z, XRCO, Natsuriayako, and DeAndreR

Bang!

The silver flame suddenly rose dramatically, as though it was an enraged wild beast, and grew killing intent to outsiders that came into its territory. The silver flame wrapped around the Void Dark Flames, wanting to engulf it whole, but the strand of Void Dark Flames did not move an inch, as though it was not affected at all.

Time crawled slowly, and the thread of Void Dark Flames did not have any change, despite how the silver flame rose dramatically and crazily. The thread was extremely eye catching in the silver flames.

Unless the martial spirit was unable to temper the thread of Void Dark Flames?

But his martial spirit silver flame was exceptionally violent and angry. If it truly was useless, then his martial spirit would definitely not be like that. But after two days, the Void Dark Flames still did not have any reaction.

If it was another person, they would definitely think that their conjecture was wrong. But to this crazy young man, he obviously did not waver in his own conjecture, and instead became even more agitated and angry. The Void Dark Flames, that were the size of a hair, dared to act like the boss?

Tang Tian, in his anger, urged his silver flame with all his might to twist around the Void Dark Flames.

After five full days, Tang Tian, who mustered all his strength, clenched his teeth and fought to the death with the Void Dark Flames. Suddenly, he felt movement on the outer layer of the Void Dark Flames. His spirit was jolted, so he summoned all his strength and continued to temper.

Wu w.a.n.g Hai, who was in the void, suddenly opened his eyes: “Such a brave kid.”

He was quiet for half a day, and muttered to himself: “But it is truly an interesting thought, and somewhat makes me impatient.”

On the seventh day, the Void Dark Flames finally started to change, the outer layer of flames were like asphalt that started to melt and flow downwards, exposing an even finer transparent flame wick. When the black flame disappeared, a completely transparent, roughly the size of 1/10 of hair, flame, appeared in front of Tang Tian.

The intense silver flame quietened down.

Tang Tian’s heart that was filled with anger was immediately dispersed, as he curiously observed the floating silver flame and the transparent and clear thread.

What is that?

Wu w.a.n.g Hai, who was in the void had a reaction, he suddenly opened his eyes, light aura bursting forth, his hair which were like black flames dancing in the sky, his face full of disbelief: “SO it was like that! SO it was like that! HAHAHAHAHA!”

The willful and wild laugh gradually turned slightly tragic, Wu w.a.n.g Hai’s face, was overflowing with tears.

“…..So it was always hidden inside the Void Dark Flames…I , Wu w.a.n.g Hai have spent my whole life searching for it inside the void but to no avail, and it was actually found out by a child! Is this the will of heaven, is this the will of heaven….”

The transparent thread merged into Tang Tian’s silver flames.

Buzzz!!!

The silver flame suddenly jumped, causing Tang Tian to seemingly be punched in the head, and his face exposed a stunned look.

He felt that inside his martial spirit, there was a weird thread. His silver flame became as before, as though there were no changes at all.

Tang Tian searched for half a day, but did not find anything strange. He was slightly fl.u.s.tered. Did I just spend seven days, in the end earning nothing?

Forget it, even if I spend another seven days and not knowing what that was, I still need to find it first before I can ask anyone. Tang Tian decided to go ask Bing or Old Man Fei, so he threw the question to the back of his head, and once again entered the Pit of Falling Rocks.

After spending so many days of thinking of ideas, he still had to test it out to find out.

Upon entering the Pit of Falling Rocks, Tang Tian could feel that something was different.

An extremely luxurious and large carriage flew in the air. The carriage was roughly 100m long, and at the front, there was an imposing and n.o.ble dragon head that was vivid and lifelike. It was Draco Constellation’s [Wyvern Carriage], was one of Pulsatilla Commerce’s popular pooling carriages. Pulsatilla Commerce was a large commerce group, and a huge influence and power of Northern Sky’s 19 continents.

To understand the power of Pulsatilla Commerce’s robust strength, the pooling carriage was a travelling market that was extremely powerful, prestigious and beautiful. It traveled around Northern Sky’s 19 continents. Wyvern Carriage was a large carriage, mainly to be a high end marketplace, its inside was extremely luxurious.

An open air tea room, located on the roof of the carriage, had no shelter on either sides, and had a spectacular view, The carriage flew extremely fast, but the tea room was calm, with no b.u.mps or influence from the movement, and if a martial artist who trained in eye related martial techniques looked at it, they would be able to observe a layer of almost invisible energy layer, covering the tea room. It was because of this thin almost non-existent energy barrier blocked the crazy winds of the outside.

Yong Xian Zhong chose a seat near the rails, and a waiter immediately came over to receive his orders. Although the Wyvern Carriage was extremely stable, there were still some b.u.mps, but the waiter was extremely agile, and moved quietly and quickly.

Yong Xian Zhong glanced at him, the waiter had the strength of a fifth level martial artist, and felt that the foundation of the pooling carriage.

Yong Xian Zhong swept across the menu, and casually pointed out a dish: “Blazing Cloud then.”

“Please wait a moment.” The waiter replied respectfully.

After a while, a beautiful, studious looking young lady holding a tea set walked to Yong Xian Zhong, curtsied towards him: “Mister, sorry to keep you waiting!”

She half kneeled and half sat, and adeptly prepared the tea for him. It was interesting for him to watch her prepare his tea, her pure white teapot was placed in the center, using her snow white and slender hands, they remained at a distance from the teapot and dexterously moved around. Two threads of red and blue aura coiled around the teapot, they were obviously True Power of the water and fire affinities, her hand movements were extremely precise and pleasing to the eye.

“Mister, for you.”

Yong Xian Zhong accepted the teacup, and seeing that inside it was a drink that resembled red clouds and unexpectedly having separate layers of concentration. In just one small cup, the density kept changing.

Yong Xian Zhong was someone who knew how to enjoy, and laughed: “Thank you.”

Tasting the constantly changing tea, and admiring the beauty in front of him, Yong Xian Zhong’s gloomy mood eventually became happier. Thinking about his journey to Lupus Constellation this time, his heart was extremely bitter.

Crane’s appearance caught him unprepared, but the aftermath caused him to be shocked.

Normally, he always thought of himself as one of the heaven sent prodigies, and thought highly of himself. Since young, he did not have much difficulty training martial techniques like his seniors, and enjoyed favoritism, his mind was adept at running the daily operations of the sect. His mentor was a sword saint with a high position, so he could flaunt himself anywhere, and had never met any difficulty.

But to witness the group of perverse maniacs performing, he was suddenly awakened, and realized he was just a normal person.

He had never felt the feeling of being thwarted, and it was like a dark cloud shrouding over him.

“Excuse me Young Master, can I sit here?”

A snow white beautiful lady emerged in Yong Xian Zhong’s vision. Her face was exquisite, and even for Yong Xian Zhong who have bragged about inspecting countless of ladies, he was startled by her beauty for a few seconds. Her face did not have a single blemish or flaw, long hair trailing over her shoulders, her eyebrows green, with pitch black eyes, like a baby’s eyes, without a bit of impurity.

She seemed to be used to people staring at her in shock. She stood there quietly as though she was waiting, her white robes like snow, without any dirt on her.

Yong Xian Zhong regained his senses and immediately replied: “My apologies, my apologies, please do as you wish.”

A waitress who was at the side immediately came up and respectfully poured tea for her.

The lady sat cross legged. Cupping her teacup, she lightly sipped the tea.

“I am Yong Xian Zhong, and to meet young lady, it is my honor. What is young lady’s name?” Yong Xian Zhong asked, his heart full of pa.s.sion, he had seen countless of women, but he had never seen before a lady who could surprise him.

“Ming Yue.” The lady replied.

“Ming Yue! What a good name!” Yong Xian Zhong applauded in praise, the young lady in front of him was cool and refres.h.i.+ng, wasn’t that exactly like a bright moon?
(TN: 一轮明月, yi lun ming yue, means a bright moon, which is apparently cool and refres.h.i.+ng to them)

“I have heard countless of people talking about the war of Lupus Constellation, and am extremely interested. I have seen that Young Master Yong had heard about them arrogantly speaking, but did not seem to be stirred. So I have come here wis.h.i.+ng to listen to Young Master’s thoughts.” Ming Yue smiled.

Ming Yue temperament was cold, but her smile was as beautiful as a lotus flower blossoming.

Yong Xian Zhong’s gaze had some crazy in it, but immediately went back to before. His heart was surprised, but also suspicious, he had never seen such a beauty in the few days while on the carriage!

He had a good feeling about Ming Yue, and could not help but want to show off a bit, and smiled confidently: “Miss Ming Yue did not know, but not only did I personally witness the fight, but I too did join in, so when I heard those men talking nonsense, I was annoyed.”

“Oh, then it seems that I found the right person.”

“I will not hide anything from Miss Ming Yue.” Yong Xian Zhong laughed bitterly: “If I would have to say, the biggest thing I have got back was that I finally know that there are men beyond men, mountains beyond mountains.”

“Young Master is too modest.” Ming Yue said.

“Not modest.” Yong Xian Zhong shook his head: “The battle was indeed terrifying, personally witnessing it, I myself could not have imagine that it would be so bitter.”

He was glib with his tongue, and started to explain in vivid and colorful details of the entire war.

Ming Yue listened to the point of being entranced, and after listening to everything, she laughed: “I hope Young Master Yong can comment on a few people.”

Yong Xian Zhong was extremely excited discussing, and did not hold back: “Ye Zhao Ge is truly strong, someone rarely seen, he is cold and berserk, treating enemies and himself the same. He will only have two outcomes in days to come, that is either a sword saint or death. His personality is excessive, the dao road he walks is extremely dangerous, and if slightly inattentive, he would die horribly. In the Honorable Martial Group, very few of the same generation can match up to him.”

“I have long heard of Ye Zhao Ge’s name, and Young Master’s comment on him flows exactly alongside mine.” Ming Yue praised.

“Tang Tian and his friends, if you spoke about them individually, they are not as good. I do not have much understanding of them, but the deepest impression they have given me is their unity. I have never imagined and seen, that a group that consisted of so many talented geniuses, was able to have such surprising cohesiveness.”

Yong Xian Zhong continued to praise: “On the aspects of martial techniques, my standard is too low, and my words add no value. But after being in the family business for these few years, I have learned a lot. I have seen big powers, businesses, but no such group could compare to them. If they were to suddenly start to do business, I definitely will invest in them, and become their ally.”

A change flashed past Ming Yue’s eyes un-noticeably, and disappeared in an instant. She laughed: “If they knew how much Young Master Yong is complimenting them, they definitely would be gratified and moved to tears.”

“It is late, Ming Yue is tired. Young master, good night.”

Ming Yue waved goodbye to Yong Xian Zhong.

Yong Xian Zhong could only send Ming Yue back to her room unwillingly.