Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 161's. Raja Bahagia Restaurant
Two days and three nights later, Zhang En opened his eyes. Finally, he had fully absorbed the one Ghost King that formed into a pill.
What baffled Zhang En was that his spiritual senses had been exploring up, down, and to the side around the ring room, however he did not find any clues related to the secret cultivation skill.
At the next moment, Zhang En's eyes looked at the sea of blood once more.
As Zhang En's spiritual senses tried to explore the ocean of blood, a dazzling light shot out and shattered Zhang En's spiritual senses. He had no way of examining the bottom of the sea of blood.
A small frown formed between Zhang En's brows. He switched to using the Eye of Heaven, a terrifying red light shining above the ring and within it, but it only managed to penetrate ten meters down from the surface of the sea of blood, and it only managed to penetrate ten meters down from the surface of the sea of blood, unable to see further down the sea of blood within the ring. In the end, after putting in a lot of effort, Zhang Ej could only give up for now.
"Looks like I need to try after breaking through to the god ascetic realm." Zhang En speculated in his mind. He then put away the Ghost King Ring and took out the Ghost King Flag he had obtained when he defeated Feng Yang on his way to the Ghost King's cultivation cave.
Zhang En stood in the middle of the Ten Buddhas Formation after taking out the Ghost Flag. Slowly but surely, he removed the spirit inside the Ghost Flag using the Buddhist energy from the formation. When that was done, he took out a drop of blood from his hand, dripping it onto the Ghost Flag, instantly, the thousands of demons and ghosts inside the flag came alive, shrill screams and howls echoed faintly from the flag. At the same time, the mysterious mark on the flagpole glittered in a dazzling light.
According to the method that Feng Yang had said earlier, Zhang En quickly suppressed the seething ghostly aura from the phantom flag while stamping his own soul mark on the flag.
One day passed.
Suddenly, a bright light shone from the phantom flag, illuminating the entire temple hall. As the light dimmed, the sinister-looking demon and ghost inscriptions slowly calmed down.
Seeing this, Zhang En heaved a sigh of relief.
After trying all day, he finally perfected the Ghost Flag. Fortunately, he had first removed the evil spirit inside with the support of the Ten Buddhas Formation, otherwise, he would have, he might not be able to repair this Ghost Flag even if he used ten days to half a month. Nonetheless, his battle Qi and true essence within his dantian were mostly also consumed during that process.
"I wonder how powerful this Ghost Flag is..." Zhang En muttered with curiosity.
Zhang En out of the Temple of the God Mountain. Arriving at his own small courtyard, he waved the Ghost Flag in the air.
The Ghost Flag was lowered from the air, the lower end of the flagpole was installed in the middle of the courtyard. Zhang En was running his battle Qi and the evil and sinister images of demons and ghosts on the flag started to move, the mysterious secret patterns on the flagpole started to sparkle. In an instant, a terrifying ghostly aura burst out like a flash flood that shot out from the phantom flag. Accompanying the ghostly aura were evil spirits and demons.
They seem to never stop. Each of them actually possessed the ghost power of a medium-sized God Hermit. Initially, Zhang En was stunned, and then turned into excitement.
After testing the strength of the Ghost Flag for an hour or so, Zhang En then stored it away. Since Zhang En was careful to confine the area within his courtyard with the phantom flag Array Seal, the roaring ghostly aura did not resuscitate anyone everyone in the Red Dragon Sect.
Finished with what he wanted to do, Zhang En walked out of his courtyard leading to the grand hall, but as he passed through the courtyard of the Shu Fai Residence, he heard a powerful burst of blows hitting the air. His footsteps stopped. Zhang En stood watching from the entrance of Shu Fai's courtyard.
Shu Fai, with his bare upper body, revealed a sturdy muscular body was practicing a set of extremely powerful boxing skills. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang En turned his head, beaming as he looked at Zhang En. Stopping his training, he shouted: "Young Master Zhang En!"
Zhang En nodded with a smile, walking into the courtyard.
“Come, let's go for a walk and drink wine.” Zhang En said.
"Good!" Shu Fai was overjoyed, running to put on his clothes and out of his room.
Overall, the time that Shu Fai had spent in the Imperial City so far was longer than Zhang En. Throughout his stay in the Sect, Zhang En stayed in his courtyard and continued to train and never came out before he went wandering, therefore he was unfamiliar with the Imperial City outside of the Sect.
While walking, Zhang En asked about Shu Fai's training, the problems he was facing clarified to Zhang En one by one.
The two young men walked without direction as they coolly spoke, until an hour and a half later. Zhang En stopped in front of a restaurant called Happy King Restaurant. From the outside, this Happy King House seemed elegantly decorated, the lively atmosphere inside could be felt where they stood.
“How about this place?” Zhang En looked at Shu Fai and asked.
"I heard that the Kampung Wine sold in Raja Bahagia is quite tasty." Said Shu Fai.
"Follow village?" Zhang En added another question, "You've been here before?"
Shu Fai shook his head, "I just heard randomly some of the Sect's plantation guards talking about it."
Zhang En nodded, "Come, come in."
They both went in, went up to the first floor, looked for a table closer to the window and sat there. Calling the waiter, they ordered some dishes and two jugs of Kampung Wine to see if it was really as good as the guard had said.
Immediately, the waitress brought their order, filling the table with fragrant dishes and two jugs of wine.
Just when Zhang En wanted to unclog the wine jug cover, they heard loud voices of discussion from the next table.
“What you heard, the first place winner of this year's Imperial City Tournament is a young man named Huo Ping. Huo Ping martial spirit was a top grade eleven White Bear, still young, only twenty-two years old and already a late Holy Swordsman!”
“Some people said that Huo Ping's talent exceeded that of Jenius tournament a few years ago, Zhang En.”
"Huo Ping? Eleven upper-class martial spirit, White Bear, twenty-two years old, the power of the late Sacred swordsman ... Indeed, his talent could be considered not bad." Zhang En thought to himself.
Shu Fai did not mind the discussion at the next table, but heard someone put the new man, Huo Ping, on the same status as his Sect Young Master, even saying that the talent of the boy was much better compared to Zhang En, Shu Fai felt extremely dissatisfied in his heart.
Fire exploded in ShuFai's eyes, but just as he was about to stand up, Zhang En pressed his arm, shaking his head, "Just a little thing, let it go."
"Young Master Zhang En!" Shu Fai was stunned, but the gaze from Zhang En's eyes made him return to his seat.
Zhang En opened one of the wine jugs, poured it into two bowls, "Let's toast."
the two of them clinked their wine bowls and immunized a mouthful, filling the mouth with the scent of wine.
Zhang En nodded: "Not bad." This Village Wine was not inferior to the Snow Moon Wine he had tasted with Yan Xun in Xinyu City.
This time, the voice from the next table sounded again.
“Say, what do you think of Zhang En's strength now?”
“A few years ago, when he participated in the Imperial City Turmament, he had just broken through to the realm of intermediate saint swordsmen, in my opinion, he is now the most sacred swordsman peak or warrior god bintng one early .”
Another wave of words led to their table.
“I heard that Huo Ping made a statement yesterday, saying that he wanted to visit the Red Dragon Sect to ask for 'guidance' from the young genius Zhang En.”
"Tutoring .. means asking for battle."
“If that's true, I want to know who will be top.”
Shu Fai could not contain his anger anymore, hearing that Huo Ping's men were actually planning to go to their Sect to look for Zhang En.
"A bunch of idiots!" Shu Fai was angry and said that.
The customer at the table turned his head, because he heard Shu Fai's voice.
“Son, what did you say just now?!” A hairy-bearded middle-aged man stood up from his chair and snapped at Shu Fai. That expression was actually one of the evil and vicious characters.
“Call me, you're all a bunch of idiots, didn't you hear?” Shu Fai repeated his words coldly.
The middle-aged man with a bushy beard erupted in anger, one hand wielding a large knife in his hand, saying, "Son, you want death?" he said he wanted to attack Shu Fai..
But at this moment, a sudden commotion struck the restaurant below the first floor.
“That's Huo Ping!”
“The first rank winner of this year's Imperial City Tournament, Huo Ping!”
The shabby-bearded man was startled, he stopped and turned around to look down like everyone else. Not far from the main road below, there was a young man wearing a short-sleeved blue robe with a treasure sword hanging on his waist.
His figure looked handsome, in his early twenties, and he crossed the crowd below, walking into the restaurant with a group of bodyguards escorting behind him.
From the start, this young man had a proud and arrogant expression on his face. Well, it was inevitable for any young man to look a little proud after winning the Imperial City Tournament, which similarly possessed outstanding talent, a top grade eleven martial spirit.
Wherever Huo Ping passed by, the path was filled with disciples from large families, young men and women, cheering on Huo Ping.
At this moment, Huo Ping had reached the entrance of the restaurant, being greeted personally by the restaurant owner with great respect before entering the venue.
Zhang En averted his gaze from the window, shaking his head. Just from the brief observation just now, Huo Ping gave him a bad impression.
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