The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3145 - 3140: Mo Wanchou_1

Yang Chen had never been one to hesitate. Without delay, he and Bei Hongwang set a direct course for the Wind King Star.

As they traveled, Yang Chen sought more details regarding Murong Qi from his companion.

He found it quite baffling that he and Murong Qi had ended up at opposite poles, separated by such a vast distance. It was only after consulting Bei Hongwang that the reason became clear: when they were ejected from the barren black hole, they had been flung in entirely different directions.

It was common for individuals entering the Wasteland Black Hole simultaneously to be deposited into completely different Star Domain Interfaces, especially if their initial trajectories were divergent. Thus, their separation was perfectly logical.

Bei Hongwang couldn't provide much more insight into the deeper mysteries of their arrival. They had confirmed her location, but the finer details would have to wait until Yang Chen could investigate personally.

The trek was relatively brief. Since the Wind King Star was part of the Taiyuan Star System, traveling within the same system was a simple matter. For cultivators like Yang Chen and Bei Hongwang, who were accustomed to traversing different realms, moving within a single system was as effortless as walking through a private garden.

With Bei Hongwang acting as a guide, their efficiency was maximized. It took a mere ten days to exit the Star Domain Interface and reach the Wind King Star.

Upon their arrival, Yang Chen immediately extended his soul to survey the area. He quickly discovered that this Star Domain Interface was home to numerous powerful cultivators.

Even a cursory scan revealed the presence of experts at the Sky Separation Realm. This confirmed that the Wind King Star was indeed a stronghold under the jurisdiction of Taiyuan Palace.

"We are drawing close to Miss Murong’s position," Bei Hongwang remarked with a polite smile as he led the way.

Yang Chen gave a subtle nod, his mind already spinning with future arrangements. Once he reunited with Murong Qi, his next objective was to visit Zhang Xuelian at the Taiyuan Palace. While Murong Qi was destined for the Taiyuan Palace, he had his own choices to make.

Even though the Divine Night Sect had left a strong impression on him, his heart leaned toward the Taiyuan Palace, primarily due to Zhang Xuelian’s presence there.

The two continued toward Murong Qi's location. The Wind King Star’s interface was of moderate size, so it didn't take long for them to reach their destination. As they came to a halt, Yang Chen’s soul senses locked onto Murong Qi.

He felt a sense of relief noticing she seemed unharmed. Her Cultivation was stable, and her past wounds appeared to be mending well. There were no immediate obstacles to her recovery.

Furthermore, several dozen guards from the Divine Night Sect were stationed around her for protection. However, just as he prepared to step forward, Yang Chen caught Bei Hongwang’s eye.

"Brother Yang Chen, something is amiss. My Sect only assigned two Sky Separation Realm experts here, but now..." Bei Hongwang’s brow tightened in concern.

Yang Chen had also sensed the shift. He focused his soul, observing a courtyard where Murong Qi sat at a stone table across from a man. Her beautiful face was masked in an icy, distant expression.

The figures surrounding her watched with menacing intensity, their eyes filled with silent threats that kept her rooted to her seat.

Yang Chen quickly assessed the situation. "Is she being held against her will? Why aren't your people intervening?" It was obvious that the surrounding crowd was forcibly restraining her movements.

Bei Hongwang sighed helplessly. "Young Master Yang Chen, if it were anyone else, we would have acted. But the man confronting Miss Murong... even on our own soil, we must tread carefully. Here in Taiyuan Palace territory, his status is exceptionally unique. I fear our hands are tied."

"He is from the Taiyuan Palace? Who is he?" Yang Chen asked, his curiosity piqued.

"His name is Mo Wanchou," Bei Hongwang answered.

"Mo Wanchou?" Yang Chen repeated, the name unfamiliar to him. He narrowed his gaze at the young man standing before Murong Qi, who wore a deceptive, gentle smile.

At first glance, the youth seemed unremarkable. However, a deeper look revealed a terrifying emptiness within him. It was as if he possessed a localized gravitational pull, drawing others into a boundless, unknown void. He felt like a living Barren Black Hole!

Yang Chen was taken aback. This man was a Realmless cultivator, just like himself. The only other Realmless individual who had ever elicited such a visceral reaction from him was Xuan Zhen of the Spirit God Royal Clan.

In the courtyard, Murong Qi and Mo Wanchou were locked in a cold standoff. Finally, Mo Wanchou broke the silence with a snap of his fingers. "Miss Murong, isn't your goal to enter the Taiyuan Palace? Why not just submit to me? If you serve as my Furnace Cauldron for just six months, you'll be free to do as you please. You'll gain the status of a Taiyuan Palace disciple and your liberty. I won't hold you back. Why fight it?"

Murong Qi gritted her teeth in anger. "Mo Wanchou, I have my dignity. I would choose death over becoming your cauldron. Furthermore, I am confident I can earn my place in the Taiyuan Palace on my own merit."

In that moment, she thought of Yang Chen. He had promised to help her join the Sect. She believed that once he arrived, she wouldn't need to prostrate herself before someone like Mo Wanchou.

Mo Wanchou erupted into a mocking laugh. "Murong Qi, that is the most absurd thing I've heard all year. You, join the Taiyuan Palace on your own? Perhaps if you were still high on the Great Luo Celestial Stele, they might care. But look at you now—you've dropped out of the top fifty. Why would they want you?"

Murong Qi flinched, her teeth clenched tight. She knew he was right about her ranking.

"Even if you attempted the entrance trials, your odds are slim. Those assessments are rare, and you must realize that as long as I am here, I can easily block your path," Mo Wanchou said, his gaze turning frigid. "Murong Qi, if I wish it, you will never set foot inside the Taiyuan Palace."

"You...!" Murong Qi hissed, her fury boiling over.

Joining the Taiyuan Palace was her greatest ambition, one she refused to abandon. But surrendering to Mo Wanchou was out of the question. She envisioned a partner like Yang Chen—someone honorable, transparent, and righteous. She could never stomach a man like Mo Wanchou, who treated people like mere tools for his own gain.