Blood Moon Hunters Chapter 106 Winning the Championship

"Oh my God! What did you say?! The Palace of the Human Emperors!"

"Wang Bugui is a descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors! We taunted him as a waste. Oh no, we're going to be killed, aren't we?"

"The sect has been quiet for more than 2,000 years, and now it's descendant appears!"

In different moods, the audience entered a discussion, which instantly boiled the whole martial field.

"He... is actulally a descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors!" The Heandmaster of the Crazy Saber Sect, sitting in a chair, exlaimed.

"After thousands of years, the Human Emperor reappears to conque the world, and to order all the creatures!" Gu Xiaoyao squeezed these words after a long time. His fan even fell on the floor.

"Why? Why? Haha. We have spent so much time to find a body cultivation genius, but he has to meet the Human Emperor? Is that the fate?!" The Headmaster of the Lingwu Sect almost went insane. He had been dreaming to carry forward the Lingwu Sect, however, the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors showed up. The geniuses in this age were destined to be under his pressure.

"Indeed the Palace of the Human Emperors... Yun Jinghong!" Leng Shuangrong clenched her teeth. She seemed to be a bit happy. But somehow, she was angry when she thought of Yun Jinghong's name.

"Sister Shuangrong, don't be angry. If you want to find his troubles, I will go you with you." Hua Mengchen smiled.

"Humph, you've already known the identity of Wang Bugui, don't you?" Leng Shuangrong hummed at her. Hua Mengchen could only grinned, daring not to look at her again.

"But I remember that there's always only one descendant of the Human Emperor. But his disciple we saw last time was not Wang Bugui. Why?" Leng Shuangrong asked.

"That disciple we saw last time was Wang Bugui's father. There was a turmoil in the West created by a big devil ten years ago, and he has died in that war. He was exactly the Big Capable whose death was reckoned by you last time."

Full of sadness, Hua Mengchen shook her head and sighed, which indicated her admiration to the man. Then she told everything Qin Xiao had told her, and after that all the elders bowed their heads. Wang Bugui's father was a real hero, but with a short life.

"Wang Xuanming deserves to be the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors. He has fulfilled the mission of defending the Human Race." The Headmaster of Shushan exlaimed.

"Since the ancient historical times, there were a lot of turmoils, and they were all suppressed by the Human Emperors. The emperors were willing to shed the last drop of blood for the Human Race. They didn't give up to the respect paid by humans." Hua Mengchen said with regret.

"Even if he faced a powerful demon with the strength equal to the true immortals, he still showed no fears. The Eight Limits Universal Order, Destruction of the Mountains and Rivers of 10,000 Realms. Though he knew there was no way for him to win, he still fought the enemy at the price of his life. He did everything he could to protect the Human Race. What a respectable, sad man!" Gu Xiaoyao sighed to the sky.

"Without him, maybe those big demons would have already invaded in our Hua Xia territory, wouldn't they?" The Headmaster of the Zhenyang Sect uttered.

"If they dare to do that, I will fight against them! The worst ending is just death! We were born as Hua Xia people, and will die as Hua Xia ghosts." Leng Shuangrong snorted with a firm tone.

Her words stirred up the blood of everyone here, and some of them even regreted that time couldn't go back, otherwise, they could have the chance to fight side by side with that hero.

At this time, the two on the arena had stopped fighting.

"I lost. If Chiou didn't send her spiritual power to me, I couldn't even stand up. This is cheating." Wang Bugui admited the defeat and shrugged his shoulders. He didn't feel glorious even if he won, because in his heart, after the puppet Chiou appeared, Leng Yueyan was fighting two people, which was unfair.

"I don't want this kind of charity. It was I who lost. Your last punch was enough to break my Dharmakaya. But remenber, I will challenge you once again in the future, and one day I will defeat you to show my real strength, even if you're the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors." Leng Yueyan replied.

"Haha, interesting! This is the first time I met someone like you, who says no to the championship. Well, I will always be ready for your challenge. Send message to me, if you want to battle me. But don't lag too much behind me, or you won't be my opponent." Wang Bugui grinned, and made an agreement with her.

"Elder Tong, I'm sorry for ruining the arena again!" Wang Bugui turned to Tong Yixing with a laugh. His words made everyone have no idea if they should laugh or cry. Reasonablly, the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors should be a serious man with invincible king's power.

But his words sounded like gangsters in the mortal world. Tong Yixing was also helpless. Looking at the arena filled with huge holes, he sighed, "Only the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors can destroy the arena as this."

Then he turned to Leng Yueyan, and asked, "Do you really decide to give up the victory?"

Leng Yueyan slowly nodded. Therefore, Tong Yixing announced loudly, "The winner of the Gathering of Practitioners is Wang Bugui from the Palace of the Human Emperors!"

"Wow! Boss won the championship!"

"Yeah, we don't need to eat the futon of the little Taoist nun!"

Yu Wude and the others began to cheer, so did the other cultivators. In this cheering crowd, Wang Bugui raised his fist, "I also represent the liberal cultivators. Thanks all the liberal cultivator brothers for your supports!"

"Wang Bugui! Wang Bugui! Wang Bugui!..."

More excited, the liberal cultivators started to call his name in unison. They would never forget that a genius from the Palace of the Human Emperors was willing to friend with them. Though they only spent eight days together, their friendship was forever. A person who might be the Human Emperor in the future spoke for them, which made them dignified before the disciples of all the sects.

After a while, Leng Shuangrong walked out of the palace, and said, "Wang Bugui, come and take your prize."

"Okay. Coming!" Wang Bugui turned his head with a smile, and came to Leng Shuangrong with a step. She slowly nodded at him, waved her hand and summoned a jade box. There was a small stone shining with five-color divine light in it.

"Ah, this is..."

"The fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone!"

"Such godly treasure indeed exist in the world!"

The cultivators couldn't believe their eyes. They didn't expect the final reward of the competion would be that.

"It was discovered in the Pure Land of the Mountain Tai more than ten years ago, and has been sealed here. I don't know why it broke out from the main peak several days ago. After a discussion with the Headmasters, we decideded to take it as the prize for the winner of the competition. Take it." Leng Shuangrong explained.

"Thank you, Senior Leng!" Wang Bugui received the jade box, thanked Leng Shuangrong, and turned away. He didn't expect the fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone that he longed for most was the ultimate reward of this gathering. He was luck, and it was a step closer to cure Qitian!

"Congratulations for getting this divine treasure, Brother Bugui!" Chu He appaoched Wang Bugui and laughed.

"Boss, the fragment of the Divine Heaven Mending Stone! You're lucky! It's the most valueable baby old dragon holds, and now you have one too!" Yu Wude grinned.

"We must drink till all's blue tonight!" Zhao Changge smiled.

"Yes, let's go out and buy some wine later!" Lyu Hao also laughed.

"Please stayed at the Spirit Peak for one more night, and tomorrow we have something to announce!"

Leng Shuangrong's voice sounded again. Everyone replied with a hold fist salute, and then returned to the Spirit Peaks they were arranged as residence. Lyu Hao took Yu Wude and Zhao Changge with him, and flew out to buy some wine.

At night, Wang Bugui and the others gathered at the Spirit Peak, and had a good time drinking with the other liberal cultivators.

"Let's taost Brother Wang for win the championship of the gathering!" One of them stood up and tossed off the cup.

"Haha, come back to you!" Wang Bugui picked up the glass and finished drinking.

"Thank you, Brother Wang. As the descendant of the Human Emperor, you don't belittle us, instead, you're willing to friend us, even to guide us when we're in downturn. You're so kind!"

"Yes. Being out in the first round made us downhearted. Fortunitely, we met you, and your words enlightened us. During these these few days, we watched so many battles between the genius of various sects, which was so helpful!"

"Moreover, we have to say sorry to you. When we first met you, we were not optimistic about you. Because we didn't know you are the descendant of the famous Palace of the Human Emperors."

All the other liberal cultivators raised their cups to thank Wang Bugui. He also felt very pleased to see them learn so much in the gathering. It was the best result that his words had made sense.

"In fact, Brother Bugui did not care about these. we're all the Chinese descendants, and he hopes that the Chinese descendant cultivators would existed in the world forever. Maybe someday, we will have the chance to fight side by side with him. Losing so many liberal cultivator will be a loss of our cultivation world, right?" Chu He laughed, and then took out his jade flute, beginning to play beautiful melodies to liven things up.

"Your flute sound is still so moving, Chu He. I feel like I'm in a gathering in the immortal world. Wonderful!" Wang Bugui said with a smile.

"Haha, let's drink and have fun in the flute sound!" Zhao Changge followed with a smile as well.

"How about we joining you?"

Just as they were drinking happily together, they saw some people coming from afar. They were Feng Tianming, Ning Zhe, Leng Yueyan, Lu Qianchen, and the three fairies of the Palace of Hundred Flowers. The one who spoke just now was Feng Tianming.

"Hey, you all come. The wine is not enough probablly! Why didn't you tell us that you would come earlier. Wait here for me. I'll go to buy some more wine." Yu Wude put down his cup.

"No need. I brought the old vintage of Shushan." Feng Tianming swept his hand, and suddenly, a dozen wine jars appeared. A fragrant scent of wine filled the air immediately after the jars were opened.

"Hmm, awesome! We welcome such guest who brough fine wine like you." Yu Wude smelled the wine, and revealed a smile.

"Thank you. Then I'lll find a seat for myself. Let me propose a taost for Wang Bugui first!" Feng Tianming took out a cup, poured it all over, turned to the king, and drank it with a gulp.

"Monk, you come too? You should not be allowed to drink alcohol and eat meat, shouldn't you?" Zhao Changge joked.

"As a worldly monk, I'm not bound by the Buddhist disciplines." Ning Zhe smiled. He also poured a cup of wine, and toast Wang Bugui.

Wang Bugui drank a cup too, and then turned to Leng Yueyan, "You can drink?"

"It's just a kind of water. I won't be drunk without sadness." Leng Yueyan was a simple person. She picked up the wine and drank it without hesitation.

The others began to cheer up. The three fairies of the Palace of Hundred Flowers also proposed a taost to Wang Bugui. Since then, the male cultivators had seen the other side of the four beautiful girls. The wine of Shushan was intoxicating. After less than four hours had passed, the four girls became a little drunk with flushes on their cheeks. They looked so charming now.

The male cultivators asked them to stop drinking. Chu He was about to play an awakening song. But before he started, the girls had passed out drunk. He revealed a bitter smile, changed his mind, and played a lullaby, while the other males started booze again.

Chapter end