Chapter 1501: Chapter 1501: Searching for Hugh Zuck
In the supre Longevity Heaven, there is a palace known as the Palace of Supre Purity, standing tall amidst a mountain range floating in the void.
The scenery of the Palace of Supre Purity is among the finest in Longevity Heaven. The waters of Sky River flow like cascading streams, producing celestial lodies as they rush down. Accompanied by a gentle breeze, the entire palace appears dreamlike and ethereal.
The Palace of Supre Purity is a grand palace, ho to many residents, as the Supre Heavenly Emperor has a penchant for accepting disciples—three thousand in total, one might say.
However, the Supre Heavenly Emperor is also a man of purity and restraint. He has no wife, no offspring, not even a confidante.
Currently, the Palace of Supre Purity is exceedingly quiet, as all its inhabitants—from the high-ranking disciples to the junior attendants—have departed to various planes through different thods.
The Heavenly Emperor’s most cherished disciple, Fairy rritt, has passed away. Her journey to the True Spirit World for training had been orchestrated by the Heavenly Emperor himself. Now, his regret runs deep, and for years he has neither eaten nor drunk, teetering on the edge of madness.
As disciples and attendants, it is naturally their duty to alleviate the Heavenly Emperor’s burdens. Even Zander Sweeney, a recorded disciple, has sent his entire family out to search on his behalf. This goes without saying for the rest of the palace’s inhabitants.
The Saint, known as the “Seventh Brother,” nad Madeleina Petty, a late-stage Saint Realm cultivator though not yet at its peak, imdiately rushed toward the Supre Hall of the Palace of Supre Purity after his arrival.
A mont later, he arrived outside the hall, where two young attendants were standing. These two were the only ones who hadn’t left, as the Heavenly Emperor required soone to serve him.
“Seventh Young Master, why have you co?” one of the attendants bowed and greeted.
The Heavenly Emperor’s disciples hold a high status in the palace, with their ranks referred to as “Young Masters.” The attendants are of lower rank and must bow to them.
“How is Master doing? Is he still inside?” Madeleina Petty asked softly.
“Three years, six months, and eighteen days—Master hasn’t had a drop to drink or a grain to eat. All day, he clutches intelligence jade simples, seeking useful information!” the attendant replied.
“Seventh Young Master, you should persuade the Heavenly Emperor, or he won’t last. We’re afraid the master will fall into madness,” the two attendants said with worried faces.
“I’ll go and take a look,” Madeleina Petty adjusted his robes and cautiously walked inside.
Within the grand hall, gilded brilliance filled the space, yet the only occupant was the Supre Heavenly Emperor himself.
His entire body was cold, his face haggard, yet his eyes glead fiercely—a fierce gleam, unmistakably the precursor to madness.
Perhaps stirred by the noise, the Supre Heavenly Emperor chanically glanced at Madeleina Petty, then furrowed his brow and roared, “Seventh, what are you doing here?”
“Reporting to Master, this disciple has just discovered an important piece of intelligence regarding Yusuf Zuck!” Madeleina Petty knew that only the na “Yusuf Zuck” could ignite the Heavenly Emperor now.
Indeed, as soon as his words landed, the Supre Heavenly Emperor beca like the wind itself, appearing before Madeleina Petty in an instant and lifting him up with one hand: “Speak! Speak! Speak!” He shouted thrice in succession.
Madeleina Petty turned pale with fright—his master was truly on the verge of madness now, seemingly unrecognizing of familial ties.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Without hesitation, he quickly replied: “Zander Sweeney’s son, Manuel Sweeney, discovered a peculiar figure in the Plane of Heavenly Realm within the Elent World. The man, dressed as a beggar, was filthy and unkempt, showing neither cultivation level nor aura, yet he claid to know Yusuf Zuck’s hiding place!”
“Zander Sweeney received this report and deed it of utmost importance, mobilizing his entire clan to construct a Big Array to lure the man into the Elent World. He then invited to assist midway.”
“When I arrived at Zander Sweeney’s feudal territory at the Flying Waters Cascade, I happened to witness the man breaking through the formation and ascending to the sky, whereupon I attempted to subdue him.”
“However, this man possessed imnse divine skills, grasping my suppressing strike with ease and then swallowing it whole. Subsequently, Colter King, Pablo King, and Royce King—three brothers summoned by Zander Sweeney to assist—arrived. They jointly unleashed an attack, only for the man to shatter it using sheer physical strength. He then ramd into the three brothers, killing each in turn, finally declaring himself Yusuf Zuck’s son, Hugh Zuck!”
“This man clearly displayed no cultivation level, yet his physical strength is beyond imagination. I faintly discerned that his body might be a supre creation—the body of Patrick Ruiz. He has since disappeared but is undoubtedly still in the Elent World!”
“Yusuf Zuck’s son? Patrick Ruiz’s body? In the Elent World?” The Supre Heavenly Emperor, as if injected with pure adrenaline, trembled all over before suddenly bursting into raucous laughter: “Whatever his body may be, issue an imperial order from —everyone is to imdiately enter the Elent World, search for this man, and capture him alive! Once caught, not only will he die, but Yusuf Zuck will undoubtedly show himself! This ti, I’ll make sure the Zuck lineage is wiped out completely! Hahahaha!”
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Ti sped by quickly, and in the Soul World, only one day remained until the three-month deadline, while Ivy Frost had successfully reached the Heavenly Master Territory.
However, just as Yusuf Zuck and Ivy Frost prepared to enter the Holy Hall, Pier unexpectedly arrived.
After ten days of absence, the man seed even thinner—his emaciated figure resembled that of an invalid, drained of any vitality.
Upon entering the God Stone Space, he collapsed onto the ground.
“What happened to you?” Ivy Frost spoke, though it was Yusuf Zuck’s voice.
“That old witch has tornted —I’m lucky to still be alive,” Pier replied tearfully. “Master, please take away. I don’t want to live anymore; I’ve lost all interest in life, in existence—death would be a relief!”
“Hold on just a bit longer, damn it!” Yusuf Zuck cursed in frustration; seeing Pier like this pained him deeply. What was once a decent vampire now left in such a sorry state.
“Ah, yes, I almost forgot,” Pier suddenly whispered. “Master, sothing big has happened.”
“What’s happened?” Yusuf Zuck asked, puzzled.
“There’s news about Hugh Zuck.” Pier replied, “A report just ca in—many Lower Realm individuals have arrived in the Elent World. It’s said that soone from the Supre Heavenly Emperor’s faction found a fool nad Hugh Zuck. This fool claid to be your son, killed three Heavenly Lords in the Elent World using his head, and is still there right now. Everyone’s gathering in the Elent World to capture Hugh Zuck!”
“What?” Yusuf Zuck leaped up in alarm—his foolish son had gone to the Elent World? And he’d claid to be his son? Damn it, he truly was a fool!
Yet given Hugh Zuck’s peculiar way of thinking, such actions felt remarkably plausible!
“Master, Hugh Zuck is in grave danger! That’s why I’ve co to alert you. Tomorrow I’ll leave the Soul World and head to the Elent World, where I’ll protect the young master with all my might. But before I leave, could you help ascend to the status of Heavenly Emperor and give several drops of your Divine Liquid?”
“Also, please don’t worry too much. If Hugh Zuck can kill three Heavenly Lords with his head, his cultivation level clearly surpasses yours. Your priority must be entering the Holy Hall and growing stronger yourself before saving Hugh Zuck!”
“Huff, huff…” Yusuf Zuck panted heavily, his body emanating a murderous aura. In that mont, a sense of deep fear overtook him—if anything happened to his foolish son, how would he bear to live?
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