Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508 Foreign Visit

Elder Red Fist and Ye Chen walked to the mountain entrance of the Dao Opening Sect.

"Stopped!" said two Saint Realm cultivators who guarded the entrance.

"Who are you, people? Please, Identify yourself."

"We are from the Martial Origin Sect, and we came for an official visit," replied Elder Red Fist with an amiable smile.

"Martial Origin Sect?" muttered the two guards before looking at each other since they'd never heard of this sect. Nevertheless, they did not immediately force this person away.

"Did you send an Early Notice Arrival?"

Ye Chen frowned after hearing this and wanted to say something, but he quickly controlled himself. Meanwhile, Elder Red Fist realized he had made a social blunder.

In the Martial Supreme World, martial artists are more easygoing and not restricted by things like etiquette. So, it is normal for one sect to suddenly visit the others to chat or have a sparing session.

So, early notice arrival is usually for rare and grandiose occasions.

Unfortunately, the Myriad Emperor World's culture is heavily influenced by Taoist culture, so formal etiquette is prevalent worldwide.

After realizing his blunder, Elder Red Fist hesitated on his following action. Should he return to the inn and send a notice? Or should he just find a way to have a visit now?

He did not immediately make a decision. Instead, he contacted the Dao Ancestor sent to secretly protect them on this trip.

'Wait,' was the message he received, and Red Fist understood their existence was already detected. And he was correct.

Before the guards became suspicious and asked other questions, someone flew from the direction of the sect with orders to bring these people to see the sect master.

Someone brought Red Fist and Ye Chen to Tianwei Peak to see Wang Tian. The moment the Elder laid eyes on him, his first thought was this person could kill him in a few slashes, despite being one realm and a half above him.

'What a peerless Swordsman,' was his second thought.

"Red Fist has seen fellow Daoist."

"There is no need for restraint; please sit down," said Wang Tian to the cushions in front of them before offering tea.

"I'm assuming you are here for your sect's three Emperor Artifacts?"

"Yes, and we would also like to know what happened to our young sect master."

"He had a confrontation with my son and unfortunately died in the process," Wang Tian replied calmly.

'*Sigh* It's the worst outcome I feared,' Red Fist thought. He deeply investigated the Dao Opening Sect, so he knew of their Heaven Chosen. He hoped that someone else, someone of lower status, had killed Zhen Chao; that way, their sect would have more leeway for negotiations.

He hoped it was not someone vital so they could have a chance to pressure the Dao Opening Sect and take some advantage during the negotiation. Honestly, he knew this outcome was unlikely since not anyone could kill Zhen Chao, but that did not stop him from hoping.

"To be honest, It's hard for us to believe that someone in the younger generation could kill our young sect master."

"I can assure you it was a vendetta between the younger generations," replied Wang Tian, ignoring the latter's implications.

"Hmph, my senior brother was a pinnacle Heaven Chosen, suppressing almost all his peers. How could someone from the same generation kill him?" retorted Ye Chen.

"Your pinnacle is not the same as ours," replied Wang Tian.

Elder Red Fist placed his hand on Ye Chen's shoulder to prevent him from speaking before saying with a smile: "Forgive the younger generation; it is our fault for not raising him properly. However, he has a point. If you do not mind, could we see the young man who defeated our young sect master?"

"He's currently in retr…."

Wang Tian frowned before taking out a talisman. "He seems to want to see you."

A few seconds later, a phantom manifested in the room, releasing an oppressive aura that enveloped both Red Fist and Ye Chen. For a brief moment, they felt their soul, energy, and the worlds inside their bodies suppressed by that aura.

"Sorry about that, I just had a small breakthrough, so it is difficult to control my strength," said Wang Wei.

Meanwhile, Elder Red Fist had an ugly expression on his face. If he felt he could withstand a few swords from the swordsman, he knew he could not survive one attack from this young man.