Chapter 341

Chapter 341: I Am the Lord of the Sacred Forest

Jin Liuli’s actions surprised Zhang Yang, but to the people of the Western Desert, they were nothing unusual.

She continuously pushed her combat power higher, increasing it four or five times.

Zhang Yang finally understood why the Hunters’ Guild was so feared in the Western Desert. Their obsession with martial arts secrets, coupled with the Guild’s years of accumulation, made it natural for them to develop such unique and dangerous methods.

Of course, he also noticed Yaoruoxian’s intentions.

That little beauty truly believed she was part of his Slave Tribulation.

By removing the protection from the golden booklet, she had deliberately intensified the conflict.

Now, seeing an opportunity, she intended to kill Jin Liuli escalating the conflict into one that could no longer be resolved.

Slave Tribulation!

Zhang Yang chuckled. That move was indeed ruthless.

But he didn’t mind.

He had already declared his stance against the Taixu Dynasty.

The Supreme Emperor, a lapdog of Eternal Night, had established the dynasty to serve Eternal Night, making them his natural enemies.

He wasn’t afraid—not even of the combined strength of the Top Ten Saint-level Forces in the Southern Region. If he could lead the Vast Forest to earn the title of the Eleventh Sacred Land, why would he fear the Taixu Dynasty?

As killing intent surged, Yaoruoxian activated the Saints’ laws.

Her Buddhist cultivation, guided by the teachings of the Headless Monk, had elevated her mastery of the Saints’ laws to astonishing heights. Perhaps no ordinary saint could match her profound comprehension.

As she executed the Saints’ laws, the energy flowed quietly, like a gentle stream completely undetectable.

Saints’ laws; invincible.

They directly countered a vast range of martial techniques, secret arts, and forbidden laws. It was truly miraculous.

Jin Liuli, relying on the secret techniques of the Hunters’ Guild, had forcefully enhanced her power. But under the influence of the Saints’ laws, her strength immediately reverted to its original state.

Then came Yaoruoxian’s deadly punch.

This little beauty, influenced by Zhang Yang, seemed to prefer using her fists.

Though delicate and tender in appearance, she struck with the force to shatter mountains and rivers.

Boom!

Jin Liuli let out a terrible scream as blood poured from her seven orifices. She was sent flying.

At that moment, the members of the Hunters’ Guild couldn’t hold back. They roared and launched an attack.

Demon Sword Yi rushed forward without hesitation.

Even Tiger Howl Wind signaled to his brothers, leading over a dozen warriors into battle.

A chaotic clash erupted.

Yaoruoxian ignored everyone else and charged directly at Jin Liuli.

Jin Liuli was terrified. Her Life-Protecting Divine Pearl had shattered—she should have died.

This was the first time she had ever faced such a situation.

At that moment, the proud and domineering femme fatale understood the true terror of Yaoruoxian. Without hesitation, she activated an ancient teleportation array and screamed, “I, the Chief of the Hunters’ Guild, swear—you will not escape the Falling Star Mountain Range!”

And she fled.

Seeing this, the remaining Hunters’ Guild members quickly retreated as well.

Lu Hengkong, who had been observing quietly, took his people and left.

However, the First Marquis, Xia Houzun, along with Tong Lieyang and others from the Crimson Flame Dynasty, remained.

“Is there a problem?” Zhang Yang asked. He had already allowed Gu Qianmu to read everything in the golden booklet, and the Spirit Communication Stone had been taken by the moon-returning dragon.

Marquis Xia Houzun said calmly, “I told you—I came to settle a score. You’ve humiliated the young prince twice. There must be consequences.”

Zhang Yang frowned. “Is that so? With just your small group here, I could bury you all with a single word. That wouldn’t be difficult.”

Marquis Xia Houzun’s expression darkened.

Tong Lieyang snapped angrily, “You arrogant brat! You dared to provoke the Taixu Dynasty, and now you insult us, the Crimson Flame Dynasty?”

“Is there a difference?” Zhang Yang replied coldly. “I’m already at odds with the Top Ten Saint-level Forces in the Southern Region, and so far, everything has gone just fine.”

Tong Lieyang scoffed. “What are you so proud of? Opposing the Top Ten Sacred Lands in the Southern Region? Absurd! You should ask your Lord of the Sacred Forest—if you offend the Taixu Dynasty again, won’t he strip you of your title as the Son? He might even execute you to appease them!”

Zhang Yang burst into hearty laughter.

Tong Lieyang, irritated, shouted, “What are you laughing at?!”

Zhang Yang replied, “Offend the Taixu Dynasty? This Lord of the Sacred Forest aims to destroy the Taixu Dynasty—and slay that dog thief, the Supreme Emperor.”

“You’re too arrogant! You!” Tong Lieyang’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Who do you think you are?”

Marquis Xia Houzun also rose in shock.

Tiger Howl Wind shouted, “He is the Lord of the Sacred Forest, from the newly risen holy land—the Vast Forest—in the Southern Region!”

The group from the Crimson Flame Dynasty stood frozen.

Marquis Xia Houzun glanced at the moon-returning dragon, Liu Yuewu, and the others who remained calm and composed. He realized—this wasn’t a mistake.

Being the Son was one thing.

But being the Lord of the Sacred Forest was another entirely.

Especially this Lord of the Sacred Forest—who had established a new sacred land—he was akin to the Supreme Emperor of the Taixu Dynasty or the Ghost King of the Ghostly Divine Platform. Such a figure wielded immense power. With a single command, the entire holy land would rise in unison. No one dared to oppose the will of the supreme Lord of the Sacred Forest.

For a Lord of the Sacred Forest like him, whether the Crimson Flame Dynasty would dare to seek revenge after being defeated remained uncertain.

In a vast world where the social hierarchy was rigid and deeply entrenched, the emergence of a new holy place symbolized one thing; strength. Overwhelming, undeniable strength.

Marquis Xia Houzun bowed respectfully and said, “I did not realize you were the Lord of the Sacred Forest. I must apologize for any offense. Farewell.”

He pulled Tong Lieyang with him and quickly departed with his entourage.

Thus, the matter concerning Star Tiger Mountain came to an end.

The moon-returning dragon also rose to bid Zhang Yang farewell and took his leave.

Originally, his journey had been to find Tiger Howl Wind. However, after fleeing into the Abyss of the Buried Immortals and facing death multiple times, even though he failed to win Tiger Howl Wind’s allegiance, he gained much—especially the invaluable information contained within the golden booklet.

Zhang Yang had handed over the booklet to him solely to provoke Jin Liuli.

The moon-returning dragon didn’t hesitate. Before departing, he embraced Zhang Yang, then gathered the Flying Moon Knights waiting outside and activated several ancient teleportation arrays to return to the Cold Moon Dynasty.

Peace returned to the palace.

Just as Tiger Howl Wind was about to formally introduce his brothers to Zhang Yang, he noticed Yaoruoxian and Demon Sword Yi turning to face him instead.

Something wasn’t right—the atmosphere had shifted. Tensions were high.

Tiger Howl Wind quietly stepped back, giving them space.

Zhang Yang watched with a relaxed smile.

Demon Sword Yi took out a holy bottle. His Demon Soul Sword was already sealed inside, absorbing the remaining essence of the Saint’s Spirit Casting Liquid to nourish itself.

“Why are you giving this to me?” he asked coldly. “Don’t tell me you think a mere holy bottle is enough to win me over.”

“I belong to the Demon Sword Forbidden Area. I will never be your friend.”

“If you think this is beneath you,” Zhang Yang replied, “feel free to give it back.”

Demon Sword Yi’s tone remained firm.

Zhang Yang gave a light laugh. “It’s a gift. Keep it.” He patted Demon Sword Yi’s shoulder. “Be a good henchman, and you’ll earn better rewards in the future.”

Demon Sword Yi’s expression twisted. He wanted to curse out loud. This guy really thought of him as just a henchman!

Fuming with a mix of shame and anger, he walked away.

Zhang Yang turned toward Yaoruoxian.

Their eyes met—both unexpectedly calm.

Yaoruoxian spoke first. “I lifted the protection on the golden booklet so you could act. I deliberately concealed my use of the Saints’ laws to kill Jin Liuli. She only escaped because of her Life-Protecting Divine Pearl. I told you I would become your Slave Tribulation. This is how I choose to fulfill that promise.”

Gazing into her increasingly clear, gem-like eyes, Zhang Yang appreciated her honesty. At least now, she was no longer the same person she had once been.

“You are my slave,” Zhang Yang said with a hearty laugh. “Whatever you do, I will take responsibility for it.”

Yaoruoxian stood frozen for a moment, murmuring to herself, “Anything?”

Even the Demon Sword Forbidden Area hadn’t given her such a promise.

Just then, Demon Sword Yi reappeared. “Fairy, don’t be fooled by his words. He’s trying to make you generate hatred toward the Demon Sword Forbidden Area. He’s manipulative, and he even tried to buy me off with holy treasures! We won’t fall for it, right?”

Yaoruoxian looked off into the distance, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

For some reason, she felt… he hadn’t thought it through that deeply.