Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 134

The thin, misty wisps of clouds swirled around the light blue sky like steam from a hot spring as a little pebble crashed down about a thousand feet to the earth.

As the forces of gravity sucked it in, the pebble first hit the rocky mountainsides before finally landing with a loud "crack" on the ground.

Zen was deep in thought about Yan's whereabouts as he stood outdoors when the crack of the pebble landing stunned him.

He had been walking around the mountainside before in circles and had almost searched every part of the mountain, but to no avail. He couldn't find a single trace of Yan.

He paused momentarily. 'Where on earth is she?' he thought.

Zen looked up at the summit over him, his eyebrows tightly knitted in confusion.

It couldn't be that Yan was trapped in a higher place, was she?

After thinking more about Yan's whereabouts, Zen resumed climbing up.

While Zen ascended up the mountain's rocky slopes, several people were walking down along the path leading to the summit.

The handsome, noble looking man walking at the helm of the group wore deep purple robes. Although it was quite dark, a faint light seemed to emanate from his being.

Zen continued to observe. A far as he knew, disciples of Cloud Sect generally wore clothes in three colors.

It was common knowledge that the outer disciples were dressed in white robes, while inner disciples wore black robes.

However, some disciples were dressed in purple robes.

In Cloud Sect, disciples who wore purple robes were guided by their masters personally and they directly acquired refinement skills from their maters. Inside this sect, still only quite a few disciples wore purple robes, which symbolized a superior position.

Zen's eyes focused on the man wearing purple robes. "This person has 'intent' as well!" Zen muttered to himself. "It's the homicidal intent of lotus!" he concluded.

Zen further observed that the man was shrouded by a band of lotus-shaped light behind him. The "homicidal intent of lotus" that clouded his body was quite mild like a tangle of soft, worn-out thorns that no longer scared and hurt people.

This "homicidal intent of lotus" was also known as certain temperament or nature.

However, Zen still perceived some sort of threat in that seemingly mild and tame "homicidal intent of lotus." It was said that the power of this intent would be extremely hard to resist once it was brought into play. A strong temptation, one might say.

When the group was nearly approaching him, Zen prepared to move out of their sight.

However, when he moved sideways, Zen noticed two men out of the corner of his eye that he was familiar with. He recognized them as Perrin and Billy, and they were walking behind the man dressed in the purple robes.

"Perrin, where is Yan?" Zen's eyebrows shot up as he questioned Perrin while he got down from where he was perched, and took a step forward.

Perrin was a little surprised to hear a voice echoing out loudly, calling his name. He turned around and saw Zen who was ahead. He sneered at him and said, "Zen, what a coincidence to meet you here. I have originally planned to extend your freedom for a few more days but I never expected you to even dare show up here at Hell Mountain." Perrin's life vitality was invigorated as he spoke to Zen. It was evident that he wanted to hit him directly.