Chapter 598: Chapter 598: Chess Piece

“I'm just a chess piece?”

Zen asked in bewilderment.

“Right, the greatest era of this world has begun! Many talents have appeared in this world, but it is you who have the fate to lead the world of chaos. As long as you do not die, you will inevitably become the main character of this great world!” Lavender said, her face serious.

Zen had always had trouble understanding the great world of chaos.

Both the cyan dragon and Mist were keeping this matter a secret from him. Every time they spoke of a crucial point pertaining to it, they broke off, unwilling to continue talking about it. Even Zen, with his access to their conversations, was unable to understand the whole truth.

“The beginning of a new great world? What does it mean?” Zen asked again.

Lavender threw him an annoyed look. “Don't you see that there are many geniuses in this era? Even within this boundless world, there are countless talents that appear out of the blue. Moreover, there are over a million boundless worlds and many Upper Worlds with talents beyond count.”

Zen nodded in agreement as he heard what she had to say.

Zen had come across all sorts of geniuses on his way from the Cloud Sect.

The Cloud Sect was only a small second-grade sect. It was always rare to see a warrior master the successful sword intent in the All Peaks Competition. And no swordsman had ever gained the consummate sword intent. But last time, two such talents had appeared in the All Peaks Competition that was held in the Cloud Sect. One was Zen, and the other was Rocher.

In addition to the Cloud Sect, all sorts of divine-level talents had appeared in the later Martial Arts Contest that had taken place because of the Dragon Soar Arena.

According to the distribution of talents in the Central Region, as long as a divine-level genius didn't meet his downfall, he could be destined to enter the Soul Sea Realm. But in all these years, not a single Soul Sea Realm master had appeared in the Central Region.

So it wasn't just Zen who felt it strange. Members of the other sects in the Central Region were also wondering what was going on in this world.

Lavender's explanation helped Zen finally understand that the great world was coming.

“I need you to help me,” Lavender said, staring at Zen with fierce determination. But what she said next was unexpected. “Please,” she said tentatively.

It was beyond anyone's imagination that a mighty queen of the Demon Night, one who represented slaughter, would beg someone for help.

Zen's heart raced as he looked at Lavender's determined yet helpless expression. He knew that agreeing to Lavender's request was not wise. After all, she only had a sliver of soul left. Plus, she might still be worshiped in the Lower World, but if they went back to the Upper World, Zen might have to face and deal with the force of the entire Demon Night.

And it was possible that this race was stronger than humans. Zen hesitated as this thought hit him.

As she saw Zen's expression change with his thoughts, Lavender became disappointed. She pursed her lips and said mournfully, “I understand that. I'm just your sword spirit, not your sister. And I'm also not someone you care about. And to you, I'm still an alien...”

Lavender was Zen's sword spirit and given the fact that she had been hiding inside Zen's body the entire time, she naturally knew everything that had happened to Zen along the way.

She knew that Zen would go all out to help even if he had to risk his own life if she were his sister, Yan, or Letitia from the Cloud Hall, or even Aura from the Burning Sky Empire. He wasn't heartless or indifferent by a huge margin.

Lavender had only been Zen's sword spirit all that time, so there wasn't much of a relationship between them.

Out of the blue, an old voice sounded from Zen's mind, “Little girl, Zen can help you.”

Zen did want to help Lavender but was hesitant. The path of cultivation was an arduous one, filled with blood and gore. And even if he was very lucky, it was possible that one wrong step would mean that he would perish. Not to mention that his fate dictated that he had to lead the great world of chaos. But even if his luck was greater than anything, he would still die. 𝙧Ä₦𝖔฿Ë𝓢

It was said that the divine-level talents were able to reach the Soul Sea Realm. But how many of them could actually reach the Soul Sea Realm? Probably not even one in a hundred!

There was one big prerequisite that was required of a divine-level talent if he had to become a Soul Sea Realm master, and that was not to perish.

Could Zen become the main character of this era? The precondition of not dying would still exist.

How could Zen agree to it when he knew that he would be facing a race that was more powerful than humans?

Zen's hesitation was cut short by the cyan dragon in his mind, who suddenly helped him answer. Zen was puzzled.

The cyan dragon was exceptionally intelligent and known for his extensive knowledge. Since he had overridden Zen in agreeing to Lavender's request, he naturally must have a reason or a profound meaning behind it.

Lavender wasn't surprised at the voice floating in Zen's mind. Although she was Zen's sword spirit and couldn't enter his mind, she knew that Zen had turned to the cyan dragon's soul for help several times when he had drawn the divine texture in the past.

Given that Lavender had a wide knowledge and a vast range of experiences, she was sure that the soul belonged to the cyan dragon.

Lavender's gaze rested on Zen as she heard the voice and she addressed the cyan dragon. “It's no use, your agreement. Only Zen's word counts.”

“Zen, just promise her. The Demon Night will be of great help and endless benefit to you in the future if you can help her return to her throne,” the cyan dragon said flatly.

“What I care about is not benefit,” Zen said seriously. “Moreover, Lavender, you have saved my life so many times as my sword spirit! I can't promise you too much, but if I can do anything for you in the future, I will help you!”

Lavender's previously gloomy face lit up at Zen's words, as if a ray of light was shining directly on her. She stared at him before lowering her head and saying, “Thank you.”

Zen smiled slightly and said teasingly, “But you are still my sword spirit. You can't possibly continue to be my sword spirit and be attached to my body all the time, right?”

“I will find a way to reconstruct my body, but I can't do it right now,” Lavender said after a moment's thought.

It was inconvenient for Lavender to do many things, since she was just a sword spirit at the moment. But her advantage was obvious. She could recover even if she were chopped into pieces. And as long as Zen did not die, she would not die.

But she could only hide within Zen's body. If she ever came out of Zen's body and revealed herself, she would have to be near Zen.

Reconstructing her body, on the other hand, was not a simple matter. Whether there was a chance for her to do so depended solely on her luck.

Lavender realized something suddenly and said to Zen, “Isn't your biggest goal to save your sister? I can order Amber to bring the Demon Night members to the Central Region to help you kill Eddie.”

“Help me kill Eddie?” Zen's eyebrows shot up.

Lavender's suggestion was worth giving a shot to.

Eddie's cultivation base was at the Life and Death Realm, and he had only been through three life and death crises.

His strength might probably only be equivalent to that of a third-level war sage.

There were at least a million third-level war sages in the Heavenly Feather Sacred Place alone. Even though Eddie was much stronger than a normal war sage, there were still Soul Sea Realm masters like Amber in the Heavenly Feather Sacred Place.

With their combined strength, they could easily kill Eddie.

If Zen were to bring this group of members from the Demon Night's sacred place back to the Central Region, he would be able to defeat every sect in the Central Region.

The difference between a sacred place and a fifth-grade sect was very great. But the gap between an ordinary sect and the Heavenly Feather Sacred Place was even greater because the latter was a seventh-grade sacred place.

Zen still shook his head, his eyes determined. “Eddie has already become an obstacle of my warrior spirit. As for this obstacle, I'll have to deal with him myself!”

Although the warrior spirit could not increase a warrior's combat strength, it was still undeniably important for a warrior. If Zen's warrior spirit didn't move on smoothly, it would gradually overcome him with depression and despair. It would, in the end, become his inner spirit demon and the biggest obstacle of his whole life.

This kind of hindrance would prevent Zen's cultivation from progressing at best and cause him to go wrong in his martial arts cultivation and spiral into madness at critical moments at worst.

Back when Eddie had turned into a giant face above the Cloud Sect, Zen had sworn to himself that he would take Eddie's life with his own hands.

“I won't ask others to help me kill Eddie. I will kill him personally,” Zen said, shaking his head.

Lavender was experienced enough to understand the meaning of Zen's words. Since Zen had already promised her his help, her goal had already been achieved to a certain extent.

She was the queen of killings, but her true body had been destroyed by someone else in a moment of carelessness where she had lost everything.

Now that the strand of her soul did not dissipate, the light around her statue did not extinguish even though it was dim. The rules of the Demon Night dictated that they would only select a different queen to take charge of killings only if the light in their queen's statue disappeared completely.

As long as this strand of her soul was not destroyed, she still had a sliver of hope to turn things around. And all her hopes were pinned on Zen.

So from now on, Lavender would fully cooperate with Zen.

Lavender walked to the entrance of the palace and let the Demon Night members who were waiting outside enter.

Amber and the other members of the Demon Night were shocked as they saw the broken statue and the gigantic black sword sticking out of its side.

The queen's statue was holy for the Demon Night.

It wasn't because the statue was made of precious materials, but because these statues were their faith. In other circumstances, anybody who as much as accidentally touched the queens' statues would receive the harshest of punishments. But here it was now, broken into pieces. How could something of this importance not cause them to be startled?

But...

The huge black sword was Lavender's weapon.

Many members of the Demon Night had seen Lavender's sword in the Tower of Sin before. It looked like their queen had broken this statue herself.

But why?

Could it be some kind of a dispute between the two queens?

Amber and the other Soul Sea Realm masters thought all of this, but they didn't dare ask Lavender about what had happened.

Zen laughed inwardly as he saw the shock registered on their faces. 'You must be very surprised looking at the two queens of the Demon Night scolding each other like two bad-tempered women, ' he thought.

“Clean up the area and don't erect this statue here again,” Lavender said coldly. She had regained her lofty and aloof expression, now that the other members were here.

“Don't put it here anymore? Why?” Amber asked, astonished.

The statues of the three queens had to stand there together. Not a single one could be moved, which was a rule of all sacred lands of the Demon Night. And Lavender's order had confused everyone.

Anyone else would be instantly killed if they were to say something like this.

But now that their queen had spoken thus, everyone had no choice but to obey her order. They could not blame or punish her for it.

Lavender thought for a moment and then sighed. “Forget it. Just make another one and remember to make it a little uglier!”

Zen almost laughed out loud at Lavender's words. This woman was too scary. Once she developed a grudge against someone, she would not stop working against her enemy until her enemy had been killed.

Amber and the rest, on the other hand, had fear and trepidation writ large on their faces, seemingly at a loss of what to do.

Lavender walked calmly in front and Zen followed her. The senior leaders of the Demon Night followed closely behind.

This Demon Night queen's behavior with the Demon Night members was completely different from her behavior with Zen.

The huge holy tree was hollowed out in the middle, inside which was a hundred-story palace.

Amber led Zen into the Demon Night sacred place's treasure house to pick out a weapon.

The sword of the Blood Fiend Emperor was huge and powerful, but it wasn't at too high a level. What was more, when Lavender had fought with Cheryl in the Tower of Sin, Cheryl had grabbed her sword, leaving several deep grooves on it. It could be used appropriately but it also could break at any point in time. So Lavender needed to choose a new weapon now.

The number of resources and treasures that a seventh-grade sacred place had far exceeded those that the Cloud Hall and the Ethereal Spirit Sect had.

In the Central Region, low-grade sacred weapons were already extremely rare, but not in the Sea God Continent. So when the ogres intended to use ten sacred weapons in exchange for Zen's life in the Tower of Sin, Fabian had immediately refused it.

They traveled from the top to the bottom. After passing through a huge root of the holy tree, Zen finally arrived at the Demon Night's treasure house.

Zen couldn't help but sigh emotionally as he entered the treasure house.

A huge luminous pearl stood at the center of the treasure house, emitting a gentle light. Over a dozen long swords were inserted around this pearl.

All of these treasures were sacred weapons.

“My Queen, the best weapon in our Heavenly Feather Sacred Place is a weapon that is at the top-grade of the sacred level,” Amber said as a way of introduction.

“Let me have a look,” Lavender said flatly.

Amber nodded, bringing Zen and Lavender to the back of the luminous pearl. She extended a hand and gently pulled out a long box from the ground. She opened it and pulled out a long sword from it.

The sword was light golden in color and its blade shone with a quaint light that made it look like a vintage article.

“This treasured sword at the top-grade of sacred level was obtained from the Dark Nether Cave. I am not proficient in using a sword, which is why I sealed it here,” said Amber.

“It's a great sword!” Zen exclaimed, his eyes lighting up in pleasant surprise.

What kind of opportunities did the Dark Nether Cave have for a weapon at the top-grade of the sacred level to have originated there?

Lavender looked at the sword indifferently. After a moment, she stretched out one of her slender fingers.

Amber held the long sword in both hands and respectfully passed it to Lavender, before retreating to the side.

Lavender flexed her fingers around the hilt and gently brandished the sword before shaking her head. “I don't need this sword. I'll give it to Zen.”

Amber's face fell at Lavender's words. She wondered why Lavender had even thought of giving such a top-grade sacred sword to a human war general.

Although Amber knew that Lavender and Zen had become inseparable companions and that Lavender couldn't leave Zen, Amber had spent all her strength in the Dark Nether Cave to obtain this treasured sword. She had almost died there. And now such a sword was about to be handed to a human warrior, and that made her unhappy.

She felt the morbidity overtake her heart and discomfort at the fact.

“Can't I give it to Zen?” Lavender said, noticing Amber's unwillingness.

Amber immediately lowered her head and said, “It is your decision as to who you want to gift it to.”

Lavender nodded, and passed it to Zen.

The Demon Night had three queens as their core because Lavender and the other two queens belonged to the faith of the Demon Night. And members of the Demon Night obeyed their queens all the time, without even thinking of rebelling.

Even if Lavender ordered Amber to kill herself right now, she would not disobey.

From this perspective, the Demon Night was completely different from the human race.

Humans didn't know absolute obedience. So long as the benefits of betrayal were great, even father and son could betray each other. Belonging to the same race wasn't even a reason not to.

So this meant that the members of the Demon Night were far more united than the human race. In the Central Region, different sects would attack each other to fight for their own benefit. It was impossible for something like this to happen in the Demon Night.

Zen's heart thumped wildly as he received the sword. A top-grade sacred sword, and he was getting it just like that!

He had a low-grade sacred weapon, but as a warrior, he was eager to get his hands on some better treasured weapons.

“I don't need a sword now.” Lavender shook her head and said, “I want to use my original weapon. I want a spear!”

Lavender had used a sword as a kid. But when she had been chosen to be the queen of the Demon Night and began to take charge of killings, she began using the spear. The time she had spent using the spear was naturally much longer than what she had spent using the sword. It was also much easier for her to use a spear.

At the time, Zen had thought that Lavender was just his sword spirit, so he had naturally given the sword to Lavender. However, only a spear would be able to make Lavender show the full force of her power.

Amber nodded and stretched her hand. An invisible force swept out and a silver spear spiraled over to them from a box in the distance.

“This spear is the best in the Heavenly Feather Sacred Place. Please have a look,” Amber said as she handed the spear to Lavender.

This spear was of a grade that was inferior to that of Zen's sword. It was not at a low grade but at the middle-grade of the sacred level.

Lavender reached out to hold the silver spear in her hand and looked it over. Finally, she thrust the spear into the air.

A wave of energy burst out, crackling through the air.

Not only did the energy wave frighten Zen, it stunned even Amber who was at the Soul Sea Realm.

Even though Lavender was just Zen's sword spirit, her strength had grown along with that of the spirit's master.

And though the sword spirit's cultivation base couldn't be graded, it just might be on par with Zen's cultivation, even a little lower than his.

Lavender's spear strike could not hurt Amber since she was at the Soul Sea Realm. But right now, Amber was unable to comprehend the spear intent and momentum that Lavender had mastered.

After all, Lavender's cultivation base was very high, far more than this, and what she had comprehended was far beyond what Amber could reach.