The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Put It On, You Shall Be Crowned King
 

On the vines beneath the cliff.

Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, and Long Tianxing watched the scene unfolding on the island, their eyes wide with astonishment.

Jiang Jingtian had deceived Baixue Ding and the other two disciples, and the Ditian Beast had tricked Jiang Jingtian, getting something for nothing like the empty glove white wolf.

Tricks, nothing but tricks!

The three could only say that if they hadn’t happened to come to the underwater domain, the Ditian Beast might well have been the ultimate winner.

“A clam and a crane quarrel, and the fisherman benefits. Now, it’s our turn,” Huo Yunjie said, patting Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi on the shoulders as they descended from the sky.

On the island.

The Ditian Beast squinted its eyes, staring intently at Baixue Ding and Zhao Yueru with a sinister laugh.

“Don’t, don’t touch me!”

Zhao Yueru was the daughter of a major family in Divine Wind City. Not highly talented, she had been born into wealth and had never suffered such humiliation.

Now, watching the Ditian Beast advancing step by step, Zhao Yueru howled, already imagining the tragic scene that was about to unfold.

“Lord Demon General, could you… could you go and enjoy her first?” In order to preserve herself, Zhao Yueru fiercely glared at Baixue Ding beside her, trying to divert disaster elsewhere.

“You… shameless and despicable!” Baixue Ding looked coldly at Zhao Yueru; she hadn’t expected the young miss of a prestigious family to be so disgusting.

“No, I like the likes of you, seemingly innocent but actually not innocent at all! Tomorrow I’ll start with you, hehe!” The Ditian Beast leaped forward, pouncing toward Zhao Yueru.

“Ah!”

A scream instantly came from Zhao Yueru’s mouth.

Baixue Ding, seeing the scene before her, inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction, but it didn’t last long as she soon thought she would suffer the same fate, turning pale as death.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three muffled sounds of landing echoed.

The Ditian Beast, Zhao Yueru, and Baixue Ding all turned toward the noise, only to see Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi had already landed nearby, their impact causing the hard rocky ground below to be riddled with spider web-like cracks.

“It’s you!”

The Ditian Beast’s pupils contracted at the sight of Huo Yunjie.

It remembered all too well how it was sent flying by Huo Yunjie’s sword when it had attacked Qiao Jiaxi, coveting the rich Bloodline power within her. Had it not fled in time, it would surely be dead by now.

Seeing Huo Yunjie descend from the sky, Baixue Ding’s eyes were suddenly blurred with tears, unsure what to say.

“You are Huo Yunjie! Quick, save me, and I’ll serve you with all my heart and effort. What other women don’t understand, I understand it all!” Zhao Yueru saw Huo Yunjie like a drowning person grasping for a lifeline.

“Shut up, you vile woman!” The Ditian Beast devoured Zhao Yueru, using her power to bolster itself, and bellowed, “Dragon Scales Armor!”

As Zhao Yueru’s power was drained, the Ditian Beast’s skin was quickly covered with a layer of solid Dragon Scale Armor, reflecting a cold metallic sheen.

However, the Ditian Beast felt its power was still not enough and opened its mouth wide, attempting to devour Baixue Ding as well.

Huo Yunjie remained silent, but the Cold Light Sword in his hand was already unsheathed.

Clang!

The chilly sword cast a six-inch cold light, as if it were the sharpest treasured sword in the world, reflecting off Huo Yunjie’s cheek, making him appear very detached.

Tear!

The claw the Ditian Beast had just reached out was severed by the chilly Sword Qi, losing its balance and falling to the ground.

“So… so powerful!”

Baixue Ding looked at Huo Yunjie before her and realized that since their last parting, he had become so much stronger.

With one sword stroke, he had cut off the claw of a Lower Rank Demon General.

“Ao!”

The Ditian Beast, knowing it was no match, quickly turned to flee but soon found its severed claw covered in ice, with its entire body frozen, immobilized.

It circulated its entire body’s blood and qi, preparing to shatter the ice.

But then, a dazzling and chilly sword light flashed by, and the Ditian Beast’s head soared into the sky before rolling on the ground.

Clang!

Huo Yunjie sheathed his sword, his expression indifferent.

After comprehending the Ruthless Sword Intent, his combat power had soared. In an equal-level fight, even if he wasn’t an adversary for Genius level powerhouses like Mo Ying or Mu Ruxue, dealing with ordinary peers was as easy as slicing through vegetables.

“Disciple Ding, are you alright?”

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing tore apart the nets binding Baixue Ding and lifted the seal, allowing her to finally use her mana.

However, looking at Huo Yunjie standing beside the carcass of the Ditian Beast, his back turned to her, Baixue Ding found herself unable to utter a word.

The atmosphere at the scene became somewhat oppressive.

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing, these two big light bulbs, awkwardly stood to one side, exchanging glances and seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes.

“You should go,”

eventually, Huo Yunjie pointed towards the path they had come from. “That area has already been cleared by the three of us brothers, and there won’t be any monster beast above the middle rank Demon Soldier level.”

Asking me to go?

Baixue Ding’s expression turned somber.

She took a deep breath, picked up the Lower Grade Spirit Sword that had fallen to the ground, bit her lip hard, wanting to say something, but didn’t know how to begin.

Looking up at the green cow horn hat on Huo Yunjie’s head, Baixue Ding thought for a moment before finally saying, “Big Brother Huo, I…”

“Don’t say anything.”

Huo Yunjie still had his back to Baixue Ding, raised his head to look at the vines covering the rock walls, “The scenery here is very similar to what I saw in the Illusionary Realm… It’s all very green, green to the point of causing unease.”

The underground world, the turquoise sea water, the rock walls covered with dark green vines, and the Thousand-Year Fire Dragon Fruit Tree on the island.

Everything was green.

Yes, very healthy!

Huo Yunjie laughed self-deprecatingly, took off the hat on his head, turned around, and looked at Baixue Ding, whose face was a mixture of panic and loss.

“This hat was given to me by the Sect Leader, he told me to hold on, and now, I have walked out of confusion, so indeed, this hat has been very useful. Today, I shall give it to you.”

He walked over, and under the astonished gazes of everyone, he placed the green cow horn hat on Baixue Ding’s head.

Patting her shoulder, Huo Yunjie said:

“When you wear it, you will be crowned as a king, and from today on, you will possess endless might and potential, which will allow you to step out of the shadows.”

“From now on, let’s take good care of ourselves!”

Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing, standing on the side, had witnessed the whole process, and were already flabbergasted.

They realized that they couldn’t understand at all what was going on.

Behind the scenes.

Ye Feng drank a cup of Happy Water, opened the Heaven-Asking Mirror, and just happened to see Huo Yunjie giving the green cow horn hat to Baixue Ding.

“Pfft!”

Ye Feng sprayed out a mouthful of Happy Water.

“Awesome!”

Ye Feng was at a loss for words and in the end, could only come up with this phrase.

Wearing a green cow horn hat, to be crowned as a king, gaining endless strength, and then being able to break through the gloom?

Yun Jie, your flamboyance is beyond my reach!

Ye Feng covered his face with his hand, his face full of a bitter smile.

He felt that Huo Yunjie must have misunderstood something.

On the island in the underwater realm.

Baixue Ding gazed affectionately at Huo Yunjie before her, adjusting the green cow horn hat on her head, able to smell his scent, and asked:

“Wearing this, will it really bring me strength?”

Huo Yunjie didn’t reply.

He pointed in the direction they had come from, his meaning clear without words.

This was a “sending off.”

Baixue Ding bit her lip, steadied the green cow horn hat, and with a meaningful glance at Huo Yunjie, she said, “Big Brother Huo, I know you might look down on me, perhaps out of disappointment, or maybe disgust, but… I will work hard, and one day, I… I will continue to follow in your footsteps!”

With that, she turned decisively, tears scattering due to inertia.

Drip-drop!

As the tear fell to the ground, Baixue Ding had already left riding on her sword, leaving behind only a graceful yet somewhat desolate figure.

On the vast island, only Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi remained.

Whoosh!

The waves crashed against the shore, breaking into countless splashes, much like Baixue Ding’s heart at that moment.