Lord Of The Magical Beasts Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Your Life Is A Failure

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After issuing a stern “do not disturb” order, Yang Ling mustered his utmost concentration and began to cultivate. He meticulously examined the Ice-sealing Throne, trying to decipher its secrets. It is impossible to advance another level within this period, but there might be a quantum leap in his prowess should he master the Ice-sealing Throne.

As expected of a Divine Weapon. It is truly unlike any other!

The Ice-sealing Armor glowed a wavy silver when he instilled a strand of Wizard Power. A ma.s.sive ripple of energy surged out of the armor, and mysterious formations began to take shape. Very soon, the temperature dropped quickly. The more Wizard Power he inputted into the armor, the lower the temperature goes.

Similar to the armor, the Snow Divine Sword glowed silverish after the infusion of Wizard Power. Cryptic patterns began to form. Yang Ling made a slash with the sword. Accompanied by a slash of bone-chilling coldness, a tough boulder was split into two.

The attack power doubled?

Yang Ling was elated to see how a light slash could easily slice a boulder. He gradually increased the input of Wizard Power, and as expected, the attack power became higher and higher. Very quickly, the piercing sword aura left deep marks in the yard.

If infusing Wizard Power could lead to an increase in attack power, how does injecting Mental Energy affect the Divine Weapon?

Yang Ling stared at the snowflakes filling the sky and had an idea. He quickly instilled Mental Energy into the armor. To his surprise, there was no response from the armor at all, no matter how much Mental Energy he used.

That's weird. What went wrong?

Yang Ling caressed the unresponsive armor and fell deep in thoughts. Logically speaking, there must be something more about the Divine Weapons other than increasing attack power. It must have some other uses, just that he still knew not of how to activate them.

One part Wizard Power, one part Mental Energy. Nope, it doesn't work.

One part Wizard Power, two parts Mental Energy. Still not working?

Yang Ling experimented, again and again, exploring the intricacies of the Ice-sealing Throne in detail. He adjusted the ratio of Wizard Power to Mental Energy tirelessly.

Ding… …

His hard work paid off at last. He lost track of time, but the moment the ratio of Wizard Power to Mental Energy hit 1 to 9, there was finally some change with the Ice-sealing Throne. “Ding!” a soft ring, and sharp spikes popped out of joints such as elbows and knees. A mild stab and the spike pushed deeply into rock-solid granite!

A humanoid killing machine?

Yang Ling felt the ferocious transformation on the armor. He put the Snow Divine Sword aside and summoned a wild Violent Earth Bear from the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce. He fought with it bare-fisted; punching, elbowing, kneeing, kicking…every single blow struck down powerfully with a deeply cutting freezing effect.

Howl… …

In the face of Yang Ling's thundering close-ranged attacks, the Violent Earth Bear could not put up a decent fight. The freezing spells that hit its body numbed and slowed it, giving Yang Ling, the humanoid killing machine, even more of an advantage.

The Violent Earth Bear, Chimeras, Dragons, Unicorns, Dark Dragons…Yang Ling went from one ferocious magical beast to the next. He became more and apter at battling and pushed the close combat abilities of a Divine Wizard to the limit. When used with the Earth Evasion Spell that worked like teleportation, he could even stand up to the Dark Dragon King in a bare-fisted fight.

High-Level Wizards mainly practice their control over souls, touching the very essence of strength in the world. However, this did not mean that they lacked in close combat. Every time Yang Ling cultivate, the Body Honing Wizard Mantra would circulate automatically. Be it is muscles or bones, a vast amount of energy has been absorbed into his body. The acc.u.mulation of power had strengthened his body to the extent that shocked even Yang Ling himself.

A sharp Blood Elf Dagger could not cut his skin, even without the Ice-sealing Throne Armor and the infusion of Wizard Power. Even the Dark Dragon recognized as peerless in close combat could not severely injure him with his claw. At most, it would leave a light cut.

Legend has it that Ancient Wizards could overturn the heavens and walk the land unopposed solely with their practically unbreakable bodies. That statement held some truth, after all!

According to Stele's explanation, some wizards went unorthodox in their cultivation. Instead of practicing their control over souls, they poured everything into perfecting the Body Honing Wizard Mantra and achieved physical greatness. They have an astounding defense and a staggering offense, pinpoint accurate attacks at high speeds… … they carved a place for themselves as terrifying physical combatants.

If Yang Ling had reservations regarding Stele's records before his experiments, his doubts were dispelled after defeating Flying Dragons and Dark Dragons famous for their robust bodies. He now better understood the profoundness of Wizard Mantras. He was filled with confidence regarding the upcoming match.

A Beginner Divine Wizard is already equivalent to a Sage Level Expert. When he reached the level of an Intermediate Divine Wizard, he could easily defeat most Sage Level Experts with ease. Lightning moves akin to teleportation, razor-sharp attacks during close combat, and unstoppable Soul Attacks…Yang Ling has it all. Even without summoning his Magical Beasts, he is confident to take on powerhouses at the peak of Sage Level, or even a beginner level Domain Expert.

“Sir, Sir… …”

Yang Ling lost track of time as he fully immersed himself in training. Suddenly, a series of yells came from outside. Yang Ling retracted his Wizard Power and Mental Energy and returned the Ice-sealing Throne Armor to its original form. He put on a long robe and stepped out. Goode and the others were already waiting.

“Sir, Sword Emperor Elderweiss has blocked the castle entrance!” Goode frowned deeply and darkly, “Sir Casia returned to the castle after hearing the news. Shall we request him to lend a hand…”

Goode trailed off, but everyone present understood what he meant, including Yang Ling. He realized everyone's concerns straight away, “There's no hurry. Come, let's see how it goes.”

There's no hurry?

Everyone stared at the nonchalant Yang Ling and could only shake their heads, quickly catching up to him.

Having heard that the Sword Emperor Elderweiss has arrived at Wissen Town to challenge Yang Ling, people streamed in from all directions. They pointed at Elderweiss donned in white and began to murmur between themselves.

“Tsk tsk, what an oppressive murderous intent! As expected from the Sword Emperor, who reap lives like a death reaper!”

“Hmph, I don't care who he is! So long as His Lords.h.i.+p is in danger, I, Arkas, will be the first to rush up!”

“That's right! Enough about Battle Energy and spells. Hunters and guards should all go up, and we'll kill him in a stampede!”

How the arrogant Elderweiss blocked the castle gates had infuriated the people, especially so for the hunters and warriors who are naturally aggressive. They pulled out their sharp and lethal weapons at once.

“Are you Yang Ling, the Lord of the Magical Beast Realm who command tens of millions of troops?” Elderweiss was expressionless as he watched Yang Ling being escorted up the castle wall.

A sky full of snowflakes, an upright figure, and icy gaze and a crus.h.i.+ng energy ripple… …

Yang Ling was secretly astounded when he first saw Elderweiss. He is not a regular Sage Level Expert, Yang Ling concluded. He quickly recovered from his initial surprise and answered mildly, “That is right. I am Yang Ling!”

“Very well. I heard that you have already attained the peak of Sage Level. Come, let us spar and see which of us has the faster sword!”

Swis.h.!.+ Elderweiss pulled out his long, sharp blade in preparation of battle, his pointed and cold gaze fixated at Yang Ling, who was still standing atop the castle walls. Although he felt no intense energy pulses from Yang Ling, he dare not let down his guard.

He would always give his all and launch his most lethal strike! Otherwise, he would rather not fight at all.

Over the centuries, he has killed more powerhouses that he could count. Amongst them, there are domain experts that have been long-time big names. Every single time, no matter how strong his opponent is, he would give everything he's got, and would ultimately emerge victoriously.

“So you want to see which of us has the faster sword?” Yang Ling looked at Elderweiss, who was more than ready to fight. He gave a half-hearted smile, “Why should I agree to spar with you? We are less than acquaintances. As the Lord, I am swamped with work!”

Less than acquaintances?

Elderweiss was ready in his fighting stance, fully intending to end the fight quickly. However, he was so stunned by Yang Ling's words that he forgot what to say. He has seen many kinds of opponents. Some belittled their enemies, and some cowered in the face of death; however, it was his first time seeing an opponent like Yang Ling.

Elderweiss was not the only one who s.p.a.ced out. The watchers were too at a loss of words, and they all stared wordlessly at Yang Ling above the castle wall. They could not tell if Yang Ling meant something more profound, or if he was trying to cook up an excuse to evade a fight that he could never win.

“Hmph! His Lords.h.i.+p, don't tell me that you're too scared to fight?” Elderweiss looked scornfully at Yang Ling after his initial astonishment.

“Heheh, you're wrong, Sir Elderweiss. I am not afraid. I simply felt that it is not worthwhile!” Yang Ling smiled at their confused faces, “What is the meaning of life? I'd say that it lies in enjoying every day of life. When men of status like me decide to enter a compet.i.tion, it should be about who has a larger territory, who is the wealthier one, and who is living a more comfortable life. A centuries-old geezer like you who runs around in cold winter days without a servant…pardon me for being honest, but your life is a failure!”

A centuries-old geezer?

Did he call his life a failure?

Everyone burst into laughter when they understood what Yang Ling had said. Especially the Corpse Wizard King, who stood beside Yang Ling. The Corpse Wizard King laughed screechingly as he went, “Kekeke!” Elderweiss went red in anger and trembled in great fury.

Over the centuries, everyone had treated him with respect, even those whom he was about to fight. He never expected Yang Ling to see him as worthless as a beggar!

“You…come down and fight me if you've got galls!” Elderweiss forcefully suppressed the fury in his heart and glared at Yang Ling atop the castle wall. He silently swore that when they fight, he will not stop until he has shredded Yang Ling into pieces.

The dignity of the Sword Emperor cannot be sullied. Yang Ling must pay with his blood for that blatant disrespect!

“I'm sorry, but in my eyes, being good at fighting is not all that amazing!” Yang Ling's smile brightened several degrees deeper as he saw Elderweiss shake with rage. He continued to provoke, “Of course, I don't mind granting your wish to seek death. However, you would need to defeat my followers before you can challenge me. I'm not someone who would accept challenges from n.o.bodies. Otherwise, wouldn't I, the Lord, be annoyed to death if people queued to challenge me every day?”

The angrier his opponent, the higher the chance for them to slip up. In other words, the more Elderweiss responds to his provocation, the easier it is to seek an opportunity to land a sure-kill strike. Yang Ling has formulated a complete plan to deal with Sword Emperor Elderweiss over the days. He has prepared a grand feast!

Comment (0) Chapter 311: The Number One Warrior of Magical Beast Realm

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After confirming with Yang Ling that they would have the match the next day at the Magical Beast Plaza, Sword Emperor Elderweiss quickly left without a word. He moved into a small remote valley at the border of Terras Forest. Swinging his sword amid the falling snow, Elderweiss prepared himself for the battle on the next day.

Should he hack him into two, or should he sever his tendons then stab him to death, one stab at a time?

Elderweiss felt anger surge through his veins when he thought about the outrageous Yang Ling. He had challenged too many powerhouses, more than he could count; amongst them, there were n.o.blemen with wealth that could rival a country. However, he has never seen an opponent like Yang Ling.

Many factions have reached out to him over the years. They offered him generous terms, in the hope that he would take their side. In their eyes, he was a powerful and reputable man. Yang Ling, however, demeaned him as though he was worthless.

This Lord named Yang Ling must pay for his disrespect with blood!

Yang Ling's mocking look came to mind, infuriating Elderweiss. His will to battle was stronger than ever. The snow was still falling; his piercing sword aura sliced snowflakes into tiny pieces which disintegrated before they could even fall to the ground.

Elderweiss's swordplay got faster and faster until one could only make out the blurry remnant of his movements. It may be due to the dense killing aura or the immense energy ripple pulsating through the area, but not a single magical beast dared to go near the little valley.

While the furious Sword Emperor Elderweiss is wholly focused on preparing for his battle, the workers of the Magical Beast Realm Military Factory were hard at work.

Upon receiving Yang Ling's instructions, Corpse Wizard King Rodriguez paced up and down like a supervisor. He recalled Yang Ling's directions and laughed “Keke” out loud in excitement.

“Faster, faster, faster! Have you guys not have your meals? You can't even hold a carving knife stably!” the Corpse Wizard King took another big gulp of Rum. He then hurried the gnomes, who are in charge of drawing the Spell Formations.

Cunning and despicable!

The Corpse Wizard King thought back on Yang Ling's orders, then glanced at the immobile magical beasts bound by the Numbing Spell. The Gnomes drew various types of spell formations on it. The Corpse Wizard King felt that he gained a better understanding of his master, Yang Ling.

When he realized Yang Ling's intentions, even an evil Corpse Wizard like him would concede. However, he liked Yang Ling's ways. The more despicable it is, the better!

The Dimension of Dead Souls was filled with countless battles, big and small. There was nothing the dead souls won't do to survive. Only the most unscrupulous dead soul can find their footing in this land of savages. As an all-powerful Corpse Wizard King, Rodriguez was, of course, familiar with all sorts of unspeakable methods.

When you think that you've reached the limit of despicableness, you can always go a step further!

Such is the motto of Corpse Wizards. Having gained a better perspective on Yang Ling's character, the Corpse Wizard King can't wait for the wonderful life ahead.

The Corpse Wizard King, Gnome Elder, and Master Aaron worked through the night to speed up the production of a secret weapon that could be used against Elderweiss. Yang Ling, on the other hand, had some free time on his hands. After leaving all to the zealous Corpse Wizard King, he wandered the streets and visited bustling pubs along the way.

When Sword Emperor Elderweiss had agreed to fight his follower the day after, he had unknowingly fallen into his trap. No matter how powerful or strong he is, Yang Ling has a million ways to make this the last fight of his life, with no chance to regret it. He will first wear down his patience and drive, then learn his patterns and weaknesses. When the time is ripe, he will strike where it is most deadly.

With the Ice-sealing Throne Armor in hand, Yang Ling has the confidence and capital to fight Elderweiss.

To regular folks, their understanding of a Divine Weapon would most probably be from rumors of its characteristics. They will not have an in-depth knowledge of a rare Divine Weapon. So long as he input his one-of-kind Wizard Power and Mental Energy, the Ice-sealing Armor and the Snow Divine Sword would undergo drastic changes in their appearances. Therefore, he needn't worry about someone recognizing them as the Divine Weapons sealed in the underground city.

After walking down the busy streets and greeting some Hunters, Yang Ling went straight for Madam Thatcher's Black Pearl Bar. Out of all of his haunts, this is still the pub with his favorite atmosphere. Of course, the beautiful waitresses shouldn't be discounted, not forgetting the mesmerizing and attractive lady boss.

“His Lords.h.i.+p, you have such an important matter to attend tomorrow! Why are you still out for a drink?” Madam Thatcher immediately wiped down a bar stool when she saw Yang Lind striding in. Then, she served him a cup of aromatic Rum. As Yang Ling often frequented her bar, they had become closer.

“Hehe, let's not talk about him, come more of these 'Sword Emperors', and they will still leave their lives behind!” Yang Ling smiled mysteriously upon seeing Madam Thatcher's troubled expression. He laughed, “Beautiful Madam, please tell me that the sc.u.m Roke had not led your sweet Bess astray? When he comes to your bar, you must charge him double!”

“His Lords.h.i.+p, let's put Roke aside. You promised to stay the previous time, but you sneaked away half-way through the drinking. Tell me, how do you intend to make up to me?”Madam Thatcher shot him an electrifying look and bowed deeply to top his wine.

At that instant, a whiff of fragrance spread right under Yang Ling's nose. His sight fell at the cleavage of her long black dress, and from there, Yang Ling could clearly see a stretch of enticing white.

“Oh… …right, there's the spar with Elderweiss tomorrow. I almost forgot.” Yang Ling looked at Madam Thatcher, who was already close but still tried to inch closer. He slapped his forehead and pretended to forget, left his gla.s.s on the bartop, then got up and stepped out.

Doing it for the first time with an inexperienced virgin would give a person a considerable sense of achievement. However, being together with a young widow like Madam Thatcher, who has lost her husband for years, would yield something entirely different. It is a comfort that spreads from the inside out, and madness that threatens to be all-consuming.

Just as women have got their sweet spots, so do men. It is clear as day that Madam Thatcher is an exquisite woman who can find that sweet spot in men and hit it hard.

There are only two kinds of men who could resist the temptation. The first is gay, and the second is impotent. Yang Ling is a functional man, he is fully functional by all means, and so he was therefore of no exception.

However, the charming Madam Thatcher may be an eye candy to Yang Ling, but it was all she was. He had not settled the matter with Elven beauty Sofia, and he has enough trouble on his plate. Especially so for a woman full of tact like Madam Thatcher; easy to get a hold of her, but it will be difficult to shake her off.

After leaving the Black Pearl Bar, Yang Ling went to the Military Factory to check on the progress of his secret weapon. Afterward, he rushed back to Wissen Castle for more secluded practice and continued to explore the secrets of the Ice-sealing Throne Armor.

A full day quickly pa.s.sed.

The next morning, people filled the Magical Beast Plaza. As a precaution, the Corpse Wizard King took matters into his hands. He led spellcasters like Goode and Yuna to put up a Magic Barrier, to prevent the watchers from getting hurt from the fight.

“I heard that the Sword Emperor Elderweiss would first challenge a follower of His Lords.h.i.+p. I wonder who will his Lords.h.i.+p send on stage for the first round?”

“Tch, do you need to ask? It must be Dark Dragon King, the legendary Level Surpa.s.sing Magical Beast!”

“Tsk tsk, the Level Surpa.s.sing Dark Dragon! My heart almost jumped out of my mouth when it swept a glance at me in Black Water City!”

“The Dark Dragon King is indeed a reasonable selection. However, Elderweiss, whom people hailed as the Emperor of Swords, is a terrifyingly powerful being who killed more powerhouses than anyone could count. We'd have more of a fighting chance if a group of Dark Dragons all went up at once. With a single Dark Dragon King, I'm afraid… ..”

People began to talk among themselves even before the start of the battle, trying to guess who would be the first to go against Sword Emperor Elderweiss. However, no matter if Yang Ling sent the Chimera King, Flying Dragon King, or the Dark Dragon King, they felt that the chance of winning the famous Elderweiss was low. Therefore, they all looked worried and anxious.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Magical Beast Plaza!” Seeing that the time is near, the Corpse Wizard King stepped up onto the stage. With a snap of his fingers, four wide crystal boards rose along the four edges of the stage, one on each side. The happenings of the stage were projected clearly on all of the crystal boards.

With a rich Crystal Mine in his possession, putting together some megsized Crystal Boards became a piece of cake. Through the rare Illusory Crystals and Light Element Projection Spell, he could broadcast what was on stage in real-time for all to see.

“Oh, my goodness! A large scale Light Element Spell!”

“Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the projections to be so clear and defined!”

Just as Yang Ling and the Corpse Wizard King expected, the live stream Crystal Boards ignited the crowds almost instantly. Watching the high definition projections on the screens, from old men as old as 70 or 80 years old, to sniffing toddlers only a few years of age, everyone was deeply impressed.

“Very well. No, let us invite the Sword…Sword something on stage!” invited the Corpse Wizard King, who pretended to stammer. Sword Emperor Elderweiss trembled in anger, for he had prepared to wow the crowd by landing featherlight on stage. The fury he suppressed with great difficulty by meditating the entire night soared again.

“Quiet down, everyone. Now, let us briefly introduce the amazing achievements of Sir Elderweiss!” the Corpse Wizard king widely beamed when he saw Elderweiss puffing his chest proudly at his announcement. He continued, “According to incomplete statistics, Sir Elderweiss could write at the age of one, and pick up a heavy sword at the age of two. He was known as a genius rarely born to the continent!”

Genius?

Words of the Corpse Wizard King, now disguised as Roke, sparked commotion within the crowd. They were all in awe. Sword Emperor Elderweiss, who stood at the side, became even prouder at the introduction. He put out his chest like his humiliation has been cleansed.

“A genius, indeed. Rumor has it that Sir Elderweiss could fight while riding a Short-legged Horse when he was five, shoot arrows while riding a Cloud Condor when he was six, sit on the bellies of the maids at the age of seven… …”

Sit on the bellies of his maids?

The arena burst into laughter the moment the crowd caught onto the joke. Ever since Sword Emperor Elderweiss got famous, every milestone of his life has been spread by Travelling Poets. The story of him when he was a naughty kid, riding the bellies of his maids while cultivating and playing, was recorded as well.

Atrocious, it's too atrocious!

Seeing that the Corpse Wizard King had spilled everything, even his outrageous deeds as a child, Elderweiss's expression alternated between dark and pale. Aside from being incensed, he was also utterly embarra.s.sed.

“Heheh, please don't take it seriously, everyone. It's just a joke!” the Corpse Wizard Elder quickly changed the topic when he saw Elderweiss striding towards him, fully intending to cut short his introduction by force, “our Lords.h.i.+p has thousands of soilers, and has countless powerful followers. Tell me, who is the number one warrior of the Magical Beast Realm?”

“Commander Ashnamov, Commander Ashnamov… …”

“Dark Dragon, Dark Dragon, Dark Dragon… …”

Everyone fixed their eyes on the Corpse Wizard King, who intentionally withheld the answer. Everyone began to yell for the number one warrior of the Magical Beast Realm in their hearts. Some yelled the name of the Navy Commander Ashnamov, others yelled for the Level Surpa.s.sing Magical Beast Dark Dragon… …in fact, he could hear someone calling for Yuna, the G.o.ddess who won the hearts of people. With the encouragement of the Corpse Wizard King, the atmosphere at the scene soon became feverish.