BXBX NOVEL Chapter 629 Half Saint Maniac
When Rocky Ray thought back to Gomez Jane, his muscular body shivered in fear. He had never seen such a tough woman before.
Fanta Kunge didn’t stand ceremony with Qian Jin. He walked out of Torrent Battle Fort and led the way. Out of everyone here, he knew the best way to the Fanta Family.
"Where are Qian Jin and others going?" Zachery was confused as he looked at Qian Jin and others who left on their horses. He thought to himself, "The New Generation Competition is getting closer and closer. Qian Jin is going to participate in that competition. At this critical moment, why isn’t he practicing his warrior power and improving his fighting techniques? He should be trying to get a soul weapon and advance into the Saint Warrior Realm. Why is he out running around?"
"How about we ask the President?" an ordinary warrior beside Zachery suggested in a low voice.
"Ok. You can go and ask the President. I will wait for your news here," Zachery replied as he patted that warrior on the shoulder.
This warrior instantly shook his head rapidly and thought, "Ever since Fabreidis passed away, the President has been in a bad mood. Except for sleeping, he is in a crazy state and trains like a madman. Everyone knows that he wants to kill Qian Zhanxuan and avenge his brother. Interrupting him right now? Am I looking to get beaten?"
Since the time was tight, after their horses got tired, Fanta Kunge and others purchased new horses and continued to dash forward. They wanted to get back to the Fanta Family before Fanta Xingyu could go back.
Jinsey State was right next to Yulee State. After several days of traveling without sleeping, Duren Burg felt like calluses had appeared on his butt, and the group finally saw the legendary Fanta Family.
The Fanta Family didn’t have the dominating gate of the Qian Family, and it also didn’t have the fancy walls of the Pam Family. Solely judging from the exterior, this place looked like a military campsite instead of the residence of a famous family.
Fanta Kunge looked at these buildings that looked like a military campsite, and nostalgia hit him.
"Young Master Kunge..."
The person guarding the gate was an old man. He had a hunchback, and he walked with a limp while holding a walking cane.
"Grandpa Zhou..." Fanta Kunge quickly jumped off the horse and saluted at the old man. Then, he turned around and said to Qian Jin and others, "He is an old soldier who followed my grandpa."
Qian Jin instantly saluted at this old man as well.
This old man smiled and said, "You are all great kids."
"Young Master Kunge, why are you back?" this old man asked. He was a little confused as he thought, "Is the New Generation Competition about to occur?"
"I’m here to see my big brother," Fanta Kunge said. However, he didn’t say that he was here to cure his big brother as well. Now that Qian Jin came back with him, there was no reason that his big brother’s condition couldn’t be handled.
"Elder Young Master..." The old man looked sad as he said, "Elder Young Master is getting crazier and crazier by the day, and his strength is increasing as well. Even Old Master can’t suppress him. If the team of mages weren’t here, perhaps Elder Young Master would have gotten out of the Fanta Family already."
"Even Grandpa can’t suppress him?" Fanta Kunge’s expression changed as he thought, "Even the most powerful warrior in Fanta Family can’t suppress Big Brother? What does it mean? Grandpa is a peak soul-power warrior, and he can instantly enter the Saint Warrior Realm with a proper soul weapon. He can’t even suppress Big Brother?"
"Yeah," the old man replied as he walked back into his little room beside the gate. "I heard Old Master say that he had never seen such a powerful ordinary warrior before. Without a soul weapon and the bloodline power, Elder Young Master broke into the Half-Saint Realm with his pure obsession and crazy mind..."
"Half saint warrior? Ordinary? No soul weapons?" Bandit King Bhang Wusheng flashed in Qian Jin’s mind as he thought, "Won’t succeed unless he becomes a maniac. The bandit king’s abilities and vision are this powerful? Although ordinary warriors can’t become a saint warrior without a soul weapon, entering the Half Saint Realm? This news is enough to shock the entire Zence Empire! Is this the shocking potential that a genius can unleash after becoming a maniac?"
As soon as Fanta Kunge passed through the front gate, his feet slightly paused in the air.
A white-haired old man stood in the courtyard. His spine looked like a battle saber that would never bend, and the terrifying scars on his face were the souvenirs from when he danced on the line of life and death.
Although this old man was just standing there, others felt like even if a star fell from the sky, this old man would use his spine to lift it up and create surviving room for his descendants.
"Kunge, you are back." The old man turned around and smiled. Then, he glanced past Fanta Kunge and looked at Qian Jin and others. He asked, "Which one of you is Qian Jin?"
"Senior, I am." Qian Jin slightly bent forward to bow at this old man.
"Thank you for making Kunge grow." The old man smiled and said, "I always worried that he would become a copy of his Sixth Uncle. His Sixth Uncle loves him and instilled many ideas in him. Now it seems like I was worried for nothing."
"Grandpa..." Fanta Kunge stood still and saluted.
"Eh, not bad." Fanta Rum slowly nodded, and elderly love appeared in his eyes that saw many events and were filled with vicissitude. He said, "You are much stronger than before. More importantly, you are much more mature. Your Sixth Uncle already sent back a letter about what happened between you with the message eagle. You are here for Kunsa, right?"
Fanta Kunge nodded and looked at Qian Jin as he said, "My friend is a great pharmacist and mystic pharmacist."
"Hehe, I know that. Who doesn’t know about Qian Jin in the Zence Empire?" Fanta Rum walked to Qian Jin’s side and patted his shoulder while saying, "Kid, you are doing great. You will have to carry the flag for ordinary warriors and lead the way.
Qian Jin observed Fanta Rum. As the man who carried the flag for ordinary warriors for many years, although Fanta Rum wasn’t a saint warrior, and he was weaker compared to Uncle Marc Gavin, all the ordinary warriors in Zence saw him as their leader. It was probably due to his temperament and vision.
"Your Highness, you are here as well." Fanta Rum slightly bowed as a form was greeting. With Fanta Rum’s status, he didn’t even need to kneel before the current empire. Although he wasn’t as powerful as Qian Zhanxuan, his history and experience were on that level.
Even if Fanta Rum saw Qian Zhanxuan, he couldn’t feel any emotions such as fear, joy, or admiration.
"Old General, long time no see." Zence Matten still kept his unique style as he said, "I still remember that when I was little, I rode and peed on your neck."
Fanta Rum smiled and said, "I’m old now, and I can’t carry you."
"Nah, Old General, you are still one of the pillars that are propping up the Zence Empire," Zence Matten said as he put away his prince aura; in its place was the humbleness that a junior had toward a senior.
"Then, I will take you to Kunsa." Fanta Rum stepped forward like a man of the military and said, "Before seeing Kunsa, I don’t think Kunge can calm down and concentrate."
The Fanta Family occupied a large area.
After making dozens of turns, Qian Jin finally realized why the Fanta Family was the leader of all ordinary warriors.
Many little warriors who were still young were soaked in medicine baths to temper their bodies, and the older members already started reading and playing military chess with adults, trying to re-create wars. All these young people were trying to become the strongest warrior.
Anyone born into this family would shoulder an insane burden compared to others.
While walking in the Fanta Family, Qian Jin didn’t see anyone who was in Fanta Kunge’s age group. It seems like they either went to the Human-Demon Battlefront or were studying in various academies. Fanta Kunge wasn’t the only child in his generation.
After walking through corridors, buildings, and squares, the group of people finally got to a tunnel that led underground. Bestial roars were already sounding from the secret chamber underground.
Qian Jin closed his eyes and sensed the roars. If he didn’t know that he was about to meet Fanta Kunsa, he would think that an unknown demon beast was locked inside.
"Such dense magic elements." The small, rice-sized bump on Zence Matten’s head emitted spiritual energy, and it seemed like he had searched through the area. He said, "Imprisonment Spell? Such power can only be achieved by more than ten supreme mages, one ultimate mage in the lead, and all kinds of magic crystals."
Fanta Rum turned around and looked at Zence Matten as he thought, "I heard that the Sixth Prince has a special talent in magic. Now, it seems like his sensitivity to magic elements is even above what was stated in the rumors. From just a little magic energy fluctuation, he can tell what spell it is and how powerful it is."
Any mage who could do that would be extremely sharp in detecting even fainter and weaker magic fluctuations.
The Fanta Family’s dungeon was enormous. More than a dozen supreme mages in here were pale, and streaks of visible and invisible magic power formed the imprisonment spell and shot it deeper into the ground.
Qian Jin knew that to protect these mages, the Fanta Family made them stay on another level instead of facing Fanta Kunsa directly. If Fanta Kunsa somehow broke free, all the supreme mages would be killed if they were close to him.
In the center of the dungeon that was one level lower, there was a man who was close to 30 years old. He was naked, and his legs were coiled and locked down by many metal chains. These metal chains were unique. Many runes were engraved on them, and the power of the imprisonment spell would be amplified once it was injected into these chains.