Martial King's Retired Life

Shen Wuzheng just stood there with a smile on his lips.

“… In ten days from now, I’ll let you know where I am. We’ll bring our own spectators to settle the score, deal?”

Shen Wuzheng didn’t respond.

“Let’s invite an impartial judge, then. We’ll leave our fates up to the heavens. The imperial court and Divine Moon Cult can’t argue the results or take revenge, better?”

Shen Wuzheng turned the other way.

“Wait!” Zhuxing Wuchang bolted over to cut off Shen Wuzheng, even using his Divine Realm speed. “Fine, you set the terms. Don’t walk away. Let’s fight in the Western Regions, yes?”

“Sorry, this one has a job to attend to, so he cannot travel so far.”

“Shen Wuzheng! Let’s fight without judges, then. We’ll go until one of us can’t get up, okay?”

“My wife and children are waiting at home to have dinner with me.”

“What a tough nut to crack,” Zhuxing Wuchang muttered under his breath.

“Exactly.” Shen Wuzheng walked off, grumbling, “Man, I’m being overworked.”

“Hey! Hey! Don’t go. Let’s fight in private. No weapons, no risking our lives; just a simple spar. I’ll go back after, okay?”

Frowning, Shen Wuzheng rubbed his chin.

“Hey, man, I’ve been making compromise after compromise! Don’t push it! I’m a Great Guardian. Can’t you show some respect?”

“I’ll decide on the time and place. We’ll stop short. No Enlightenment. If you can accept those terms, you have yourself a match.”

“A man’s word is worth gold in weight!” Zhuxing Wuchang jubilantly headed off.

Shen Wuzheng smiled in preparation to speak to Bai Tianbin, only for the latter to palm his own face and complain, “How are we supposed to survive in the Central Plain when that’s all it took to shoo off a Great Guardian?”

“All the outsiders are gone. It’s time to turn our attention to them.” Shen Wuzheng shifted his line of sight to Miguo.

Wugou had his hands around his throat as though he was fighting off strangulation; even his face was beet-red. The invisible wall of qi around Miguo didn’t just barricade people outside but even imposed pressure on hostiles within.

Bai Tianbin stroked his beard. “Incredible. He must’ve originally been born a cockroach. How is he still alive?”

Hua Qing curled up at the same time his chest started glowing. He had lost control over the relic for a while now; it absorbed his internal energy and transferred a massive volume in against his will. Only now did he realise Miguo was able to control the relic, nevertheless.

Leng Jingliu: “… Shichuan, is this a formation you couldn’t dispel?”

“Indeed… The relic is absorbing all of Miguo Branch’s disciples’ energy through ‘Karma’. If I can’t break the formation, over a thousand people will die before my eyes in less than an hour from now.”

Glossary

Universe - If you’ve read xianxia/xuanhuan, you may have also seen it translated as “Cosmic Orbit” or something to that effect. It’s essentially the same thing - a term related to methods of qi circulation.

Shichuan - Another word for shifu/shizun.