King of Creation

Chapter 1905: Chapter 1890: Zhang Yide’s Choice

Within his own residence, Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze stared intently at the small communication transfer formation before him, his fists clenched tight, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

The butler beside him lowered his head even further upon witnessing this scene.

It was the first time in all these years that their master had lost his composure like this.

The cause of this loss of composure was a piece of intelligence.

The Temple Guardians Zhang Yide and Qinglian, whom Xiao Ze had sent to ’protect’ Ye Zhen, had indeed played their part, sending back news promptly and informing Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze of Sand Sea Divine Priest Wuy Youu’s changes.

They reported that Wuy Youu was extraordinarily cooperative with Divine Envoy Ye. Not only did he follow Divine Envoy Ye’s orders blindly, but he also ceased to heed Priest Xiao’s commands.

Every Sha Clan member in each tribe awaited within the tribe to witness Divine Envoy Ye perform miracles with their own eyes. Wuy Youu did not follow Xiao Ze’s orders.

Moreover, this was already the forty-first tribe, and except for the first two tribes that obeyed Xiao Ze’s commands, none of the subsequent tribes complied, and judging by the trend, Wuy Youu seemed uninterested in obeying Xiao Ze’s orders any further.

This news utterly ruined Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze’s mood, prompting him to send a jade scroll questioning Sand Sea Divine Priest Wuy Youu on why he acted against his orders.

Yet, after sending out the first jade scroll, it seemed to vanish into thin air without any response.

This completely ruined Xiao Ze’s emotions, and he sensed something ominous coming, hence Xiao Ze sent a second jade scroll with even sterner wording.

However, Wuy Youu still did not respond.

This was already the third jade scroll sent by Xiao Ze, demanding an explanation from Wuy Youu, with a hint of threat in his tone.

In truth, upon sending the third jade scroll, Xiao Ze had already realized that Wuy Youu, who had followed him for so many years, very likely might have betrayed him.

Indeed, in Xiao Ze’s mind, it was betrayal.

Anyone would be immensely angered by betrayal, and Xiao Ze was no exception.

But after consecutive jade scrolls demanding explanations, Wuy Youu seemed to sense Xiao Ze’s fury and finally responded.

"Sorry, I had no choice." Wuy Youu offered no explanation, merely replied with these few words.

"How did that Ye threaten you, tell me, and I’ll think of a way." Wuy Youu’s reply left Xiao Ze with a glimmer of hope, thinking Wuy Youu was forced into betrayal.

Yet Wuy Youu’s response shattered Xiao Ze’s last hope.

"Sorry, I chose this willingly!"

These few words made Xiao Ze’s chest heave violently, as Wuy Youu’s two responses seemed contradictory, but in reality, represented Wuy Youu’s thorough betrayal.

"You can still turn back now." In his fury, Xiao Ze sent this as a jade scroll.

Unfortunately, such a jade scroll had no effect.

Wuy Youu wasn’t foolish; Ye Zhen indeed offered him benefits that couldn’t be refused.

The benefits Ye Zhen offered were things that following Xiao Ze for even ten thousand years might not have garnered.

Most importantly, Wuy Youu had decided to fully ally himself with Ye Zhen.

After witnessing Ye Zhen’s divine arts of transformation and experiencing firsthand Ye Zhen’s ability to effortlessly deliver miracles on a large scale, and then seeing the abundant benefits obtained easily from Ye Zhen, Wuy Youu suddenly had a bold speculation.

This Divine Envoy Ye, could he be the incarnation of Yizhi Sand Sea Sky God?

Or perhaps, a second Yizhi Sand Sea Sky God?

No matter which of these two speculations, they were both worth Wuy Youu betting heavily once.

"You might regret it in the future!"

After waiting fruitlessly, having sent a jade scroll like this to Wuy Youu, an insanely angered Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze struck the small communication transfer formation before him into pieces, his expression instantly becoming exceptionally eerie.

During this time, he had already figured out how to teach Wuy Youu a lesson, and it would be soon.

Afterwards, Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze, to ensure everything was safe, decided to personally meet Huaa Xing’an, but before leaving, Xiao Ze issued several more orders.

These orders were all aimed at Temple Guardians Zhang Yide and Qinglian, who were ’guarding’ Ye Zhen.

The gist of the orders was simple.

Which was to have Zhang Yide and Qinglian be fully alert, and if Ye Zhen attempted to escape, kill without hesitation, this was the first order, precaution only.

Then to have Zhang Yide and Qinglian monitor Sand Sea Divine Priest Wuy Youu and obtain the dealings between Ye Zhen and Wuy Youu at all costs.

Also, observe every single action of Ye Zhen and Wuy Youu, especially Ye Zhen’s actions, even down to how many meals Ye Zhen consumed a day, and report to him.

For this command, Zhang Yide and Qinglian were somewhat puzzled and reconfirmed.

Xiao Ze explained, saying Ye Zhen might harbor malicious intentions towards Yizhi Sand Sea, thus every move must be monitored.

Under these orders, Zhang Yide and Qinglian could only accept the command to report on Ye Zhen’s whereabouts and actions every day.

For instance, today they ran to fifty tribes, performed fifty-seven divine arts, conversed with Wuy Youu several times, and during the journey, used a small communication transfer formation to contact the outside world several times, among other things.

Executing this order inherently felt awkward for Zhang Yide and Qinglian.

Because, from what they saw and understood, the order given by Sand Sea Divine Priest Xiao Ze was somewhat excessive, yet due to accumulated authority, they still carried it out without hesitation.

However, the more they executed this order, the more uncomfortable Zhang Yide and Qinglian felt.

As pure-blooded Sha Clan people, before becoming temple warriors, their lives had been incredibly difficult, progressing step by step, so they deeply understood the hardships of the Sha Clan people.

Now with Ye Zhen descending a divine miracle to save his people, they were genuinely pleased from the bottom of their hearts.

In their eyes, Ye Zhen was wholeheartedly curing the Sha Clan people, curing their kind, yet they were surveilling Ye Zhen, constantly vigilant of Ye Zhen escaping, and even preparing to kill.

Still monitoring and recording Ye Zhen’s every word and action.

The first few days were fine, but later, guilt gnawed at the hearts of Zhang Yide and Qinglian more strongly.

The cost of Ye Zhen performing divine arts was extremely high; while the depletion of spiritual power could be replenished by Golden Lotus Jade Essence, the depletion of Divine Soul Power, despite being slightly supplemented by Sand Sea Golden Lotus Tea, was far from sufficient.

After continuously performing divine arts for the thirteenth day, Ye Zhen’s face became as white as paper, and even his gaze seemed a bit hollow.

This was a sign of Divine Soul Power being depleted.

Yet, Ye Zhen still showed no intention to stop.

He performed divine arts every fifteen minutes, then rested on Qinglian’s back for fifteen minutes before reaching the next tribe to repeat the cycle.

Though he kept resting, each fifteen-minute break barely restored much Divine Soul Power.

This scene left Ye Zhen’s accompanying personnel moved deeply.

Until half a month passed when Ye Zhen couldn’t hold on any longer and finally got six hours of sound sleep.

However, after those six hours, Ye Zhen immediately got up to continue performing divine arts.

Ye Zhen was anxious because the latest information indicated the emergence of tribes completely deprived of water; although those tribes had begun relocating under the temple’s guidance, during migration due to water shortages, over a hundred elderly people had already died.

Each hour Ye Zhen delayed could potentially cause hundreds or even thousands of deaths, so he nearly exhausted himself performing divine arts incessantly.

All this was observed by Zhang Yide and Qinglian, filling them with deeper shame.

More importantly, amidst the fervent worship of the Sha Clan people as Ye Zhen kept showing divine miracles, Zhang Yide and Qinglian found themselves either from the crowd or involuntarily joining in the worship.

Ye Zhen’s status in their minds climbed steadily.

From a divine envoy akin to a Sand Sea Divine Priest to a genuine divine envoy.

After following Ye Zhen for over twenty days, in the minds of Zhang Yide and Qinglian, Ye Zhen had become the true embodiment of the Yizhi Sand Sea Sky God, a real divine envoy.

Even Zhang Yide and Qinglian hadn’t realized, in this repetitive fervent and fanatical worship process by the Sha Clan people towards Ye Zhen, they unwittingly became Ye Zhen’s fanatics.

"This can’t go on, if this continues, I’ll go mad!" The first to crack was Zhang Yide, whose face was covered in a coarse beard.

"Every time I see Divine Envoy, I feel overwhelmingly filthy! I feel like a bug in the gutter!"

"I must confess my sins to Divine Envoy and plead for his forgiveness; only then can I once more bask in the Heavenly God’s glory." Having said so, Zhang Yide was about to leave.

"Wait!"

With unease in her eyes, Qinglian heard Zhang Yide’s words and hurriedly pulled him back.

"Old Zhang, I feel the same way; honestly, I want to lash myself with dozens of whips every day just to slightly alleviate my guilt. I also wish to confess to Divine Envoy and seek forgiveness.

But, have you considered Priest Xiao? If we do this, would Priest Xiao be lenient with us?" Qinglian was somewhat worried.

"Certainly not! But after being with Divine Envoy Ye for so long, do you still wish to return to Priest Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, Qinglian deflated like a punctured ball, her body slumped, "I don’t know why, yet now when Priest Xiao is mentioned, I feel a sense of nausea..."

No comparison, no harm.

Compared to Ye Zhen who selflessly aided the Sha Clan people before the great disaster, Priest Xiao, still calculating against others, stood not just in a stark contrast.

In the eyes of Zhang Yide and Qinglian, Ye Zhen was the bright moon in the sky, whereas Priest Xiao was a bug in the gutter.

"Then what are you hesitating about?"

"Regardless of Priest Xiao’s wrath, I must confess to Divine Envoy Ye, and indeed, I’ve already decided I don’t want to nor wish to return to Priest Xiao..."

With that, Zhang Yide strode towards Ye Zhen’s tent; after only hesitating for a moment, Qinglian quickly followed suit.