Chapter 542 - The Sage
Chapter 542 of "MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again" starts the action: Chapter 542: Chapter 30 The Sage"Lord Saint, Iâve heard that a human has arrived at... Find out what happens!
Chapter 542: Chapter 30 The Sage"Lord Saint, Iâve heard that a human has arrived at the altar of Jiutong Mountain," cooed a courtesan from the Spring Fragrance Pavilion, snuggling into the Saintâs embrace. "Iâve never seen a member of the Human Race before."
The Saint opened his eyes and smiled, "Then go see for yourself."
"But I am not qualified," the elven woman spoke up, "Bai He had previously visited and ended up being rudely dismissed by Pudas, losing face. For someone of my status, itâs even less possible."
The Saint had originally not bothered with the woman by his side; after all, she was just a courtesan. Though the Eternal Race was lascivious, the general consensus towards women from the Spring Fragrance Pavilion was unifiedâfew were really willing to do much for these women; money was already the greatest reward they could offer.
Speaking of humans, the Saint had encountered them twice in his long life, and both had left profound impressions on him.
All of a sudden, the Saint became somewhat interested in Lu Hong and called out to a servant outside the tent, "Summon the human who has come from Jiutong Mountain, I wish to meet them."
"As you command!"
Soon after, Lu Hong and Pudas were called to the tent.
Pudas, who had hoped to join Lu Hong in meeting the Saint, was heartlessly blocked outside by the servant: "The Lord Saint did not summon you, please wait outside, Young City Lord."
Pudas could only retreat outside indignantly.
Upon entering the tent, the Saint was reclining on a soft fur pad plucked from a Demigod Demon Beast, with a woman from the Spring Fragrance Pavilion massaging and tending to him.
"Lu Hong pays his respects to the Lord Saint!"
Seeing that the other party didnât kneel, the Saint huffed discontentedly, "Is every member of the Human Race as arrogant and rude as you?"
"If the Lord Saint wishes to punish me, Lu Hong is willing to accept it," Lu Hong joked. Although he couldnât defeat a Heavenly God now, there was no need to kneel. Besides, kneeling was not in his habit.
"Hmph! Is every Human Race like this?" the Saint asked once more.
"Have you met other humans?"
"Iâve met two. One whose name I do not know," the Saintâs mouth twitched unconsciously at this point, presumably because this human had left a poor impression on him.
"The other was the Furious Sun God from the Maseri starfield."
"Met the Furious Sun God?"
"Do I need to deceive you?" the Saint reminisced, "This fellow somehow learned of the Eternal Raceâs extreme night beast tide and came specifically to hunt god-level Demon Beasts, claiming he wanted to go back and craft some âconstruct.â"
Lu Hong had initially planned to use his connection with Furious Sun to build rapport with the Saint, but decided against it and remained silent.
The Saint then asked, "Do you know Furious Sun?"
"How did you figure it out?" Lu Hong asked curiously.
"Your heartbeat accelerated when I mentioned Furious Sun," the Saint said indifferently. "What is your relationship with Furious Sun?"
"Eh... a friend, perhaps?" After a moment of thought, Lu Hong gave a response.
The Saint was taken aback and then burst into laughter, "You, a mere Third Transition Early Stage... actually claim to be friends with a Heavenly God..."
The Saintâs laughter ceased midway because he didnât detect any fluctuation in Lu Hongâs emotions, which meant the latter was not lying!
The Saintâs expression darkened, "How can you prove it?!"
"Does the Lord Saint have a grudge against Furious Sun?" Lu Hong did not answer directly, but instead asked a counter-question.
"Yes!" The Saintâs response startled Lu Hong. Seeing Lu Hongâs unease, the Saint continued coolly, "This matter wonât befall you. If you truly have old ties with Furious Sun, perhaps I can offer you an immense favor."
"The Lord Saint wouldnât deceive me, would he?" Lu Hong, who had been arranged by the All-Knowing God before, was extremely distrustful of Heavenly Gods.
The Saint did not speak, but the elven woman beside him began to shout, "Audacious! How dare you doubt the word of the Lord Saint?!"
"Out!" The Saint didnât blame Lu Hong but instead dismissed the elven woman.
"Lord... Lord Saint?" The elven woman was taken aback.
"Get out!" The Saint spoke again, and the elf woman had no choice but to bow and retreat, but not before she glared fiercely at Lu Hong.
Lu Hong chuckled. "The Saint truly is valiant!"
The Saintâs eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed to him that Lu Hong was speaking the truth, without any flattery, and this pleased him greatly, a hint of a smile appearing on his face.
Of course, Lu Hong wasnât lyingâonly someone wise and brave could drive away the people from the Spring Fragrance Pavilion.
As for other aspects, sorry, theyâre not covered.
"If you can prove your relationship with Furious Sun, I will give you an immense favor, and I wonât deceive you about this," the Saint spoke again. "Itâs also no trouble for me to tell you that when I had just ascended to the Heavenly God Realm, a sudden surge of demon beasts attacked. City 007, under my jurisdiction, faced an assault from two demon beasts of the Heavenly God Realm. Fortunately, Furious Sun arrived and resolved my dilemma. Therefore, I owe him a favor. For a thousand years, heâs not set foot on the Eternal Continent again, and Iâve been unable to repay this favor. If you are an old acquaintance of his, Iâm willing to transfer this favor to you."
"Then forget it," Lu Hong shook his head. "Although I am acquainted with the Furious Sun God, Iâm far from being able to replace him in receiving a favor repayment."
"Itâs alright," the Saint didnât press Lu Hong and continued. "Thereâs still plenty of time. If you can present proof of your relationship with Furious Sun, Iâm willing to accept one request from you, as repayment to Furious Sun. Remember this, since youâre in the primeval region, you basically canât leave this continent. So there will come a day when it will be useful."
"Thank you, Saint!"
"Go!" the Saint waved Lu Hong off with a calm face, but deep within, his heart was already churning with waves.
In front of a Heavenly God, Lu Hongâs divine construct on his back could not be concealed. The moment Lu Hong entered the tent, the Saint sensed the God-level equipment upon him, and that the material usedâbloodâwas exactly from the divine beast slain by Furious Sun those years ago. The Saint had intentionally steered the conversation toward Furious Sun at the outset, wanting to probe the connection between Lu Hong and him.
There was no conspiracyâmere curiosity from the Saint.
After all, Furious Sunâs slaying of the divine beast was a matter of a millennium past, and Lu Hong was clearly no older than thirty. It couldnât be that Furious Sun had foreseen a thousand years before Lu Hongâs birth that he would have such a companion, hence he hunted the beast and prepared logistics for him, right?
God-level equipment for a commoner not even thirty years old?
The Saint tapped his thigh lightly. Could this young man be Furious Sunâs illegitimate child? But he himself does not know, so in his mind, Furious Sun is his friend?
Interesting, very interesting!
Stepping out of the tent, Pudas hurriedly came over. "How did it go? What did the Saint want with you?"
"Heâs considering whether or not to take you as his disciple."
"What?!" Pudas was startled and quickly asked, "Then... then what did you tell him?"
"I told the Saint that Pudas is quite decent, but a bit slow-witted, and unsuitable to be your disciple."
"Damn it!" Pudas said speechlessly. "Youâre my boss, canât you speak well of me?"
"With someone as foolish as you, itâs impossible to become the disciple of a Saint," Lu Hong laughed. "Do you think what I said could be true? The Saint discussing with me about taking you as his disciple? He would discuss it with your father!"
"Pfft!" Pudas gave a disgruntled snort after being teased and then added, "You just know how to make fun of me!"
"Alright, alright, no more joking around," Lu Hong said seriously. "I have a question."
"Whatâs the question?"
"The Saint is a Heavenly God powerhouse, so why doesnât he help the surrounding cities resist the demon beast surge?"
Lu Hong asked this question loudly enough that it would surely reach the Saint inside the tent, especially since he held no favor for those reveling in pleasure here after seeing the bloody battle on the city walls.
"Hey, hey, hey, you canât talk nonsense," Pudas said, scared, quickly covering Lu Hongâs mouth. "Who said the Saint hasnât contributed? This region has divine beasts appearing, and if it werenât for the Saint guarding here, I fear that cities would have already been annihilated under the overwhelming power of the divine beasts."
"I see," Lu Hong nodded, then turned to bow towards the tent. "Lu Hong has wronged the Saint. Please, forgive me!"
The Saint didnât respond, acting as if he heard nothing. Lu Hong didnât dwell on it and, taking Pudas, turned to leave.
Just then, countless blood-red arrows shot out from all directions, aiming for Lu Hongâs vital spots.
However, before Lu Hong could react, the Saint in the tent let out a furious roar, "Scoundrels! How dare you attempt assassination before me?!"
The enraged voice bore the force of thundering vengeance. In just an instant, the blood-colored arrows crumbled, and the women from the Spring Fragrance Pavilion who cast the skill toppled to the ground, bleeding profusely.
The Saint stepped out of the tent, his face dark: "Bring them over!"