Chapter 1284: The Question of How to Distribute the Heavenly Peaches

Chapter 1284: The Question of How to Distribute the Heavenly Peaches

Hong Dou’s sudden appearance gave both of the Great Tang Imperial Family members a massive fright.

However, they soon recovered their composure before charging toward Hong Dou at even greater speed.

“Thirteen Tang Sword, Mountain Splitting Strike!” One of the men unleashed a dazzling sword projection imbued with the power to slice mountains and part oceans, which crashed heavily into the wall Hong Dou had constructed.

Boom!

The wall was shattered by the sword strike.

Hong Dou fell from the top of the wall, and before he even had a chance to do anything, the other man had already charged toward him before unleashing an almighty palm!

Hong Dou unleashed a hurried punch.

A violent collision of energy ensued.

Hong Dou let loose a wail of anguish as he was blasted through the air.

“Hmph! We have to ask for your permission? Who do you think you are?” The man who had unleashed the palm harrumphed coldly with a disdainful expression before continuing to flee into the distance.

However, he hadn’t even taken two steps before he was struck from behind by a terrifying power that almost tore his entire body apart and threatened to pulverize his spine!

“Pfff!” The man didn’t even have time to react before he threw up a mouthful of blood, and his body flew through the air like a cannonball, traveling even farther than Hong Dou had. When he finally tumbled to the ground, a golden protective light had already burst forth from his body.

“Are you that proud of knocking a noob flying?” a cold voice sounded.

An Lin had finally arrived. The momentary distraction Hong Dou had set up allowed him to easily catch up to the two fleeing cultivators.

After eliminating one of the cultivators, he immediately gave chase to the other one.

The air around An Lin’s body suddenly began to twist and warp, and he hurtled forward like a mighty Kun Peng. The surrounding air did not pose any resistance to him. Instead, it helped to further enhance his speed.

This was the Mythological Beast Kun Peng’s Kun Peng Travel!

It only took An Lin a few seconds to catch up with the remaining Great Tang Imperial Family cultivator.

The man knew that he wouldn’t be able to get away, so he turned around to fight, and his sword pierced through the air toward An Lin like a bolt of lightning.

Bam!

The longsword struck some sort of seemingly indestructible object and could not travel even an inch further.

The man’s pupils contracted drastically as he focused his gaze. His sword had struck An Lin’s palm.

An Lin had used his bare palm to block his sword strike!

How could his defenses be so terrifying at just the tenth-stage Dao Body?

The massive disparity between the two of them struck him with a crushing sense of despair.

“You’re not getting away this time.” A grin appeared on An Lin’s face, and he gripped the blade of the man’s sword tightly in his hand before unleashing his Mountain Quaking Fist with the other.

Boom!

A golden light exploded.

The man tumbled to the ground as a different golden light erupted.

The final member of the Great Tang Imperial Family had been eliminated.

In the Heavenly Palace, all of the Great Tang Imperial Family cultivators looked on with pained expressions.

“Those two idiots! Couldn’t they have learned from the Flaming River Imperial Family? An Lin is not someone to be messed with!”

“Even though all of them are at the tenth-stage Dao Body, they’re simply not on the same level.”

“Sigh, there are only two people left among the original eight. We have no hope of securing any heavenly peaches…”

All of the Great Tang Imperial Family cultivators were extremely dejected, while the Four Nine Immortal Sect cultivators were jumping joyfully.

“Yay! Sect Leader An Lin really is the best!”

“We’ve got heavenly peaches to eat now!”

“Master is so powerful! He delivers on his promises, and he sweeps away all obstacles in his way!”

“Classmate An Lin has taken one of the nine heavenly peach trees, while Senior Wind Walker of the Hall of Creation has taken another, leaving seven left. We still have chances to secure even more heavenly peach trees!”

Everyone looked up with excitement at the image of An Lin on the screen. They were looking forward to what he was going to do next.

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Within the Dao Observation Space.

An Lin pulled Hong Dou up from the ground and asked with a concerned expression, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Hong Dou shook his head before turning to look at An Lin’s storage ring. “About the heavenly peaches…”

“I understand. Mr. Hong Dou, seeing as you provided information and contributed your efforts to secure this heavenly peach tree, I won’t make you leave empty-handed. How about we split it 80:20?” An Lin spoke with a gentle expression.

Hong Dou faltered momentarily before feeling a little embarrassed. “Mr. An Lin, I don’t think that’s fair to you. You should take some more.”

“You mean we should do 90:10 instead? What a ridiculous request… But I’ll allow it!” An Lin waved an expansive hand.

“Huh?” Hong Dou was momentarily dumbstruck before coming to his senses and flaring up with rage. “You… An Lin! You’re saying you want ninety percent of the heavenly peaches?!”

He had thought that the 80:20 An Lin had proposed would be 80:20 to his favor, but he had interpreted it in the reverse order!

“I provided the location of the heavenly peach tree and also contributed my efforts, so how can you give me so little? This is daylight robbery!” Hong Dou roared with grief and indignation.

An Lin was confused. “That’s why I proposed 80:20, but you insisted on giving me more than that, so what could I do? If you want to change your mind, then I guess we’ll just do 80:20 again.”

Hong Dou’s eyes widened, and the flames in his chest exploded.

It had exploded with rage!

“No! I’ve contributed much more than that, you can’t do this to me!” Hong Dou looked at An Lin with an enraged and aggrieved expression.

He couldn’t beat An Lin in a fight, so he could only try to coax An Lin with his words, even though the possibility of that succeeding was very slim.

“What a fickle rock golem.” An Lin pursed his lips. “Alright then, seeing as we’re such good friends, I’ll do 70:30.”

Hong Dou faltered slightly upon hearing this. He hadn’t expected An Lin to actually change his mind.

For some reason, he was quite touched by his gesture.

An Lin pulled out the heavenly peach tree, upon which hung many alluring heavenly peaches.

He counted all of them to discover that there were exactly a hundred heavenly peaches on the tree.

An Lin gave Hong Dou thirty heavenly peaches before putting the heavenly peach tree into his storage ring again.

“Thank you.” Hong Dou accepted the heavenly peaches with gratitude.

Soon, they set forth on their journey again.

In the battle for heavenly peaches, one required not just power, but also the ability to find the heavenly peach trees within a limited amount of time.

An Lin and Hong Dou ran over the undulating mountains and hills.

The lush scenery around them was very pleasing to the eye.

Boom!

The earth suddenly tremored violently.

A small mushroom cloud rose up in the distance.

An Lin’s eyes abruptly lit up at the sight of the explosive power.

“There’s no mistaking it, that’s Big Brother Cheng’s power!”

An Lin was very excited to have found his first teammate and immediately charged in that direction.

“Wait for me, Mr. An Lin!” Hong Dou tried to keep up with An Lin’s sudden acceleration, only to discover with despair that An Lin was simply way too fast for him to keep up with.

Within a vast expanse of flames and debris.

Xuanyuan Cheng stood with his sword as a crutch while panting heavily with bloodstains all over his body. Two handsome men with white wings lay on the ground before him with golden protective light glowing around their bodies.

However, there were still two extremely powerful Light Wing Clan cultivators situated not too far away, both of whom were hovering in the sky and looking down at Xuanyuan Cheng with animosity on their faces.

“Relinquish your futile resistance, Xuanyuan Cheng. There is no way out of this for you. Tell me where those other two people disappeared into the white snow mountain!” Shirley pointed her sword at Xuanyuan Cheng as she spoke.

“You’ll never find them!”

Xuanyuan Cheng pulled his sword out from the ground as a determined expression appeared on his face.

“Seeing as you won’t talk, I’ll send you on your way,” a six-winged Light Wing Clan male cultivator spoke expressionlessly, and his aura suddenly transformed. Over a thousand white vital energy swords that were sharp to the extreme appeared behind him.

He was Holy Angel Michael of the Garden of Eden, a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!

“Don’t even think about harming my Big Brother Cheng!”

A man hurtled toward them from the distance as his voice rang throughout heaven and earth.

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