Bolei Clan

Yulan Calendar year 9991.

After traveling through the Sunset Mountain Range, Fang Yun prepared to cross the Dark Alliance and head toward the Holy Union.

As an entity comparable to the Holy Union, the power of the Dark Alliance was beyond doubt. The Holy Union was under the control of the Radiant Church, with the Fenlai Kingdom at its head; similarly, the Dark Alliance was under the control of the Dark Church, with the Black Lion Kingdom at its head.

In every kingdom and duchy of the Dark Alliance, churches of the Dark Church could be seen everywhere. Almost every moment, believers were entering and exiting these churches.

As one of the two most powerful churches on the Yulan Continent, the influence of the Dark Church within the Dark Alliance was unparalleled. Aside from the Dark Churches, no other churches could be found. Even the selection of kings for the kingdoms and duchies was influenced by the Dark Church, or one could even say it was carried out entirely according to the wishes of the Dark Church.

Furthermore, this place gathered nearly ninety percent of the dark mages on the Yulan Continent.

Prequet transformed into the size of a gecko, remaining hidden in the shadows to follow Fang Yun. After all, his original size was too large; even at only a few meters, he would be easily recognized.

Fang Yun did not want to be watched by everyone everywhere he went.

Traveling alone, Fang Yun easily found a mercenary group heading to the Black Vulture Duchy in the northern part of the Dark Alliance. The Holy Union was located in the north of the Dark Alliance; once past the Black Vulture Duchy, one would enter the territory of the Holy Union.

"Keep your spirits up."

Just as the group left the city, the leader of the mercenary group shouted.

Between cities, there was no shortage of open areas or hilly terrain. Therefore, once outside the city, it was not as safe as within the walls; one never knew where they might encounter bandits blocking the road or where some magical beasts might emerge.

Fang Yun sat on a wooden flatbed wagon, squeezed in with four other people besides himself.

Among them was an old man with a scruffy beard, a slightly yellowed wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a bulbous red nose; he would take a sip of low-quality liquor from time to time.

"Old Carter, can you stop drinking that homemade stuff? It really has a pungent smell, it's practically like expired swill."

A guy who looked slightly younger than the scruffy-bearded man couldn't help but speak up, "I can't believe I'm sitting in the same wagon as you; I can already imagine what this journey is going to be like."

The others also looked at Old Carter; although they didn't speak, the expressions on their faces were not very pleasant.

The smell was truly quite overpowering.

"Heh."

Old Carter squinted his murky eyes and looked at the guy who had spoken, "You fellow, you really don't know what's good. This is my secret recipe Utrisu Wine, the taste is pure."

"If Utrisu Wine all tastes like this, then the only things drinking it must be brown hogs."

The man curled his lip and retorted.

Watching the few of them bickering, Fang Yun also found it interesting. Not to mention the powerhouses of this world, the lives of ordinary people in this world were also full of variety.

Sharing the same wagon, it was inevitable that they would communicate with each other; this was their only bit of fun on the road.

Although this Old Carter was just an ordinary person, he was quite knowledgeable, and Fang Yun heard many rumors about the Dark Alliance from him.

Soon, the sky grew dim.

Because the mercenary group was carrying a lot of supplies and personnel, their speed was not fast. Unable to reach the next city, they had to find a safe area on the spot to camp and rest.

Ordinary people like Fang Yun, who were sitting on the flatbed wagon, had to find a place to lean against and sleep. As for those in the carriages, they were either minor nobles or merchants, who had meals and even prepared exquisite tents for rest.

The distinction in status and position was obvious.

Old Carter and the others each took out various shapes of food to eat. Especially Old Carter, who would take a bite of dry rations and a sip of his homemade "Utrisu Wine," looking completely satisfied.

Seeing this expression, one would think he was drinking some fine wine or beverage.

"Old Carter."

Suddenly, the guy who had previously disliked Old Carter's homemade wine leaned over and reached out to offer his own dry rations to Old Carter, "Want to try some?"

Old Carter looked at this guy with a smile, then chuckled, "What? Want a drink?"

Old Carter wasn't stupid.

"Heh heh, it's cold out, let me have a sip, just a sip."

This guy didn't mention his previous disdain at all.

"I don't know who said that only brown hogs drink this."

Old Carter mocked him.

"I'm the brown hog, alright? Don't be stingy, hurry up, pour some."

This guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, holding out his small bowl.

Old Carter laughed and poured some wine into the man's small bowl, "Just one bowl, mind you."

Just when they thought it would be a peaceful night, a sudden change occurred.

In the middle of the night, the sounds of battle cries suddenly erupted in the distance, the massive commotion waking everyone up.

The entire mercenary group went into emergency alert in a short time. The ordinary people were even more panicked, especially those who were hiring mercenaries to travel for the first time.

"This is likely an encounter with powerhouses fighting."

Old Carter wasn't particularly flustered; he had seen this kind of thing many times before, "Don't worry, as long as it's not bandits, we generally won't be affected."

Battles between powerhouses couldn't be said to be visible everywhere on the Yulan Continent, but they weren't exactly rare either.

Fang Yun noticed the situation not far away immediately. An ordinary person might not have seen it clearly, but for Fang Yun, the night had no effect whatsoever.

There were five seventh-rank warriors and two seventh-rank dark mages surrounding two tall, sturdy men who were also at the seventh rank.

The five warriors were entangled in close quarters, while the two dark mages stood to the left and right, each casting their own spells.

Based on the comparison of strength, the group could have easily killed the two men, but judging by their actions, they had no intention of dealing a lethal blow; instead, they were clearly trying to capture the two sturdy men alive.

It was precisely because of this that the two men still had some room to fight back. Even so, the two men had already sustained quite a few injuries, and at this rate, they would be captured alive sooner or later.

Moreover, judging by the attire of the seven attackers, they were experts from the Dark Church.

Most importantly, the two seventh-rank experts being besieged had not used any battle qi from start to finish, appearing to rely solely on their physical strength to tangle with the seven opponents.

Humans with bodies reaching the seventh rank?

On the Yulan Continent, the physical strength of an ordinary person, even after tireless training, could reach the sixth rank at most. The only ones known to exceed this level were the Four Ultimate Warriors, whose physical strength could surpass the sixth rank to reach the seventh, or even the eighth rank.

Could these two men, whose bodies had reached the seventh-rank standard, possess the bloodline of the Four Ultimate Warriors?

These formidable bodies were capable of withstanding higher-level angel descents, making them extremely valuable to both the Dark Church and the Radiant Church.

In the original story, Klemerson, the leader of the Fallen Angels of the Dark Church, was very likely a member of one of the Four Ultimate Warriors families.

"Prequet, go and save those two humans."

Fang Yun spoke to Prequet, who was crouched like a gecko at his feet.

The conduct of the Dark Church and the Radiant Church had its flaws, but one could not say they were entirely evil. It could only be said that they were unlucky to have stood in opposition to Linley.

Especially since Fang Yun was now the Radiant Sovereign himself, he effectively owned half of the Radiant Church.

Even so, Fang Yun still wanted to learn more about the Four Ultimate Warriors. At the very least, within the Yulan Continent plane, the role of the Four Ultimate Warriors was still quite significant.

"Yes, Master."

Prequet responded immediately and then dashed out.

"It's people from the Dark Church."

The person sent by the mercenary leader to scout for information returned quickly.

"The Church?"

The mercenary leader's expression turned cautious.

Within the Dark Alliance, mercenaries and mages who did not fall under the jurisdiction of the Church were still subject to certain restrictions. Therefore, they naturally preferred not to encounter people from the Church.

Just as the mercenary leader was considering whether to travel through the night, a roar carrying dragon might suddenly rang out.

This dragon might alone caused everyone's expression to change drastically.

"It's the Dragon race!"

A mercenary spoke in a panic.

The Dragon race were all extremely powerful beings. If they had truly encountered a dragon, with the strength of their mercenary group, it would be nothing more than suicide.

The mercenary leader's face was also grim. Without hesitation, he said, "Quick, pack up, let's go!"

Traveling at night carried a certain level of danger, but even so, they could not remain here any longer.

"Leader, what about the supplies?"

The mercenary was also somewhat flustered. It wasn't his first time on a mission, but this was truly his first time encountering a dragon.

"We can't worry about that now. If you can't carry the supplies, just dump them. Protect Earl Fran!"

The mercenary leader gritted his teeth and said, "Leave this place at top speed! Head for Feier City first!"

Mercenaries had to prioritize during missions, and the most important part of this mission was ensuring the safety of Earl Fran. As long as Earl Fran was safe, other things could be sacrificed.

The closest city was Feier City; although it wasn't their intended destination, they had to go there now, even if it meant taking a detour.

"Yes!"

Hearing the leader's words, the mercenary dared not argue, only nodding heavily before quickly leaving to make arrangements.

Soon, everyone in the camp was notified, and the camp became somewhat chaotic.

"Leaving now?"

Old Carter was also full of reluctance, but there was nothing he could do. If he didn't follow the mercenary group, he wouldn't be able to reach the Black Vulture Duchy on his own.

"Hurry up!"

Mercenaries urged the others repeatedly.

The night was thick, and with the sudden appearance of the Dragon race, the mercenary group set off with light gear.

However, Fang Yun did not continue to follow the mercenary group. After all, he was still very curious about the two men who were likely from the Ultimate Warrior families.

As a Saint-level Tyrannosaurus, Prequet easily rescued the two besieged warriors.

"You lot, get lost!"

Prequet did not kill the other members of the Dark Church, as Fang Yun had not told him to kill them.

Faced with Prequet's sudden appearance, the members of the Dark Church naturally dared not say a word. They could only look at the two sturdy men with unwillingness before finally cupping their hands toward Prequet and leaving.

Prequet snorted white mist from his nostrils, then grabbed one burly man in each claw and flew away directly.

Facing Prequet, whether it was the people from the Dark Church or the two men being captured, they all felt a sense of despair.

A Saint-level Tyrannosaurus!

Even the Pope of the Dark Church would not be willing to provoke such a dragon.

On an unnamed small mountain peak.

Prequet casually threw the two men onto the ground.

Facing the encirclement of the seventh-rank experts from the Dark Church, the two had still possessed the courage to resist, but in the face of a Saint-level dragon, they could not summon the slightest thought of resistance.

"This... Lord Dragon."

One of the burly men looked at Prequet cautiously and asked, "Thank you for saving us brothers."

"Don't thank me; it was my master who ordered me to save you."

Prequet's voice sounded like muffled thunder as he looked at the two and said directly, "You wait here for now. You are not allowed to leave."

As he spoke, Prequet spat out a small mouthful of dragon fire, igniting a campfire.

Only then could one clearly see the appearance of the two burly men: both were bald, over two point three meters tall, and extremely robust. They wore sleeveless leather armor and bore many scars on their bodies.

Master?

Hearing Prequet's words, a look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the two brothers.

This was a Saint-level dragon; its master must certainly be a powerful Saint-level expert as well!

At this moment, Fang Yun walked over.

"Master."

Prequet's body shrank in size.

Seeing the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus act so respectfully toward Fang Yun, the two burly men knew in their hearts that this young man was the powerful Saint-level expert. Facing such a powerhouse, the two were naturally nervous.

Moreover, they truly did not expect the master of this Saint-level dragon to look so young, which meant this expert had achieved the Saint-level at a very young age.

After all, one's appearance becomes fixed upon entering the Saint-level.

"Thank you, Lord, for saving my brother and me."

The two burly men hurriedly regained their composure and bowed.

Fang Yun nodded casually and looked at the two men, "Alright, get up. Who are you, and why did the Dark Church capture you?"

Hearing Fang Yun's words, the two looked at each other, and one of them replied, "Lord, we are both generals in the army of the Black Hawk Kingdom. My name is Dom, and this is my younger brother, Dole."

Fang Yun smiled slightly and sat down by the campfire, "The Bolei Clan?"

Hearing Fang Yun's words, the expressions of the two brothers changed instantly, and they even became a bit more vigilant.

"Don't be nervous; I have no malice toward you."

Fang Yun waved his hand, putting the two at ease.

On the Yulan Continent, only the bloodlines of the Four Ultimate Warriors could naturally push their physical bodies to the seventh or eighth rank.

Of the Four Ultimate Warriors, only three had appeared in the original records, and these two were clearly not from those three clans, so Fang Yun guessed that the other party might be of the Bolei Clan bloodline.

Fang Yun was only guessing, but seeing the change in their expressions, he knew he had guessed correctly.

"Hmph, if my master had any malice toward you, you would already be dead."

Seeing the two being so cautious, Prequet spoke up from the side with dissatisfaction. However, when he heard Fang Yun mention the Bolei Clan, his own heart skipped a beat.

As a Saint-level dragon, he naturally knew of the Four Ultimate Warrior clans; they were powerhouses who had suddenly risen five thousand years ago, and even he would have to submit when facing an Ultimate Warrior.

Especially the Dragonblood Warrior Clan, which had a very deep bond with their dragon race.

Now, hearing that these two were actually of the Bolei Clan bloodline among the Four Ultimate Warriors, he was also somewhat shocked. After all, these Four Ultimate Warrior clans had disappeared thousands of years ago.

"Pardon our rudeness, Lord."

Hearing Prequet's words, the burly man who had spoken knew that he had been overly nervous.

Indeed, the other party was an expert who possessed a Saint-level magical beast; even if he had malice toward them, there was nothing they could do about it.

"We two brothers are indeed descendants of the Bolei Clan."

Dom continued, "My full name is Doham Bolei."

"Dohar Bolei."

The other burly man also added.

"I didn't expect to see descendants of the Bolei Clan."

Fang Yun nodded, then scrutinized the two for a few moments and said, "Both of your bloodlines have reached the concentration required to transform into Tiger-striped Warriors, haven't they?"

Even for an Ultimate Warrior clan, to have a physical body reach the seventh or eighth rank, the bloodline must be qualified; otherwise, they would be no different from ordinary people.

Hearing this, Doham looked somewhat helpless, "The bloodline concentration of us two brothers is indeed sufficient. However, we are unable to transform. Our clan's Tiger-striped Secret Manual was lost a thousand years ago."

The bloodlines of the Four Ultimate Warriors are very peculiar; they can only cultivate the battle qi manuals that match their own bloodlines and cannot cultivate other battle qi manuals.

Once the corresponding secret manual is lost, even if one's bloodline concentration is sufficient, it is impossible to possess battle qi.

Therefore, without a battle qi secret manual, the level of a seventh-rank warrior is basically the limit for the two of them.

Fang Yun had guessed this situation.

However, being lost does not mean that the Tiger-striped Secret Manual cannot be found on the Yulan Continent. Although ordinary people cannot cultivate the battle qi secret manuals of the Four Ultimate Warriors clans, they are definitely items worth collecting.

Just like the Undying Secret Manual of the Amanda Clan, Heisai's Saber Organization has a backup copy.

The Tiger-striped Secret Manual definitely has backup copies in the hands of other larger factions as well.

"Follow me from now on. If there is an opportunity, I will help you find the Tiger-striped Secret Manual."

Fang Yun said directly.

Hearing that Fang Yun wanted to help them find the Tiger-striped Secret Manual, the two brothers were stunned for a moment, and then could not help but reveal their surprise, "Does My Lord know the whereabouts of our clan's Tiger-striped Secret Manual?"

If they could have the Tiger-striped Secret Manual, their Bolei Clan would inevitably rise.

"I don't know."

Fang Yun said directly.

"Uh..."

The two were choked by Fang Yun's blunt answer.

"However, as long as we go to those larger factions, we will certainly be able to find some information. Bolei was a powerhouse who shook the continent back then; someone will definitely have a backup of the Tiger-striped Secret Manual."

Fang Yun added.

Listening to Fang Yun's words, the two brothers also nodded subconsciously.

Even if no one had a backup, the Tiger-striped Secret Manual that the clan once lost must be in the hands of some major faction.

However, they had neither the qualifications nor the strength to search for it. Any existence capable of collecting their clan's secret manual must also be a Saint-level powerhouse.

"Is My Lord truly willing to help us find the Tiger-striped Secret Manual?"

Doham could not help but ask again.

As for the reason, he himself had some guesses. As long as they had the Tiger-striped Secret Manual, the two of them would not face the same difficulties in advancing as other warriors. Achieving the Saint-level would be the simplest thing. This is the dominance of the Ultimate Warriors.

In other words, as long as they had the Tiger-striped Secret Manual, they would be two Saint-level powerhouses.

Of course, they did not know that Fang Yun actually just did not want the Tiger-striped Warriors among the Four Ultimate Warriors to fade away like this.

"You don't believe me?"

Fang Yun smiled.

"We naturally believe in My Lord."

The two brothers looked at each other, and then Doham spoke up.

However, shortly after, Doham revealed a look of difficulty, "But, we cannot follow My Lord..."

"Oh? What are you worried about?"

Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged.

Doham hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke, "To be honest with My Lord, we were previously following the Dark Church voluntarily, preparing to head to the Holy Capital. It's just... on the way, we inadvertently learned that the Dark Church wanted us to go to the Holy Capital because they actually wanted to kill us and take over our bodies, seemingly to perform some kind of Fallen Angel descent. The Fallen Angel is extremely powerful, so even though My Lord saved us, they will still not let the matter rest."

They were well aware that the Dark Church possessed many powerful Saint-level powerhouses. If their savior were to be put in danger because of them, it would be their fault.

"The Dark Church is nothing."

Prequet caught the implication in their words and spoke with disdain. In its view, Fang Yun was the number one person below the God-level on the Yulan Continent. If the Dark Church dared to come, they would be courting death.

Even if the Radiant Church were added to the mix, it would be the same.

The Dark Church is nothing?

The two brothers, Doham, were stunned upon hearing Prequet's words.

Fang Yun smiled, "Alright, I know what you are thinking. Rest assured, as long as you follow me, the Dark Church will not dare to trouble you."

Seeing Fang Yun so confident, the two brothers finally suppressed the emotions in their hearts and bowed to Fang Yun, "Thank you, My Lord."

Regardless of whether Fang Yun could truly protect them in the future, at least he had indeed saved them for now.

Even if it really provoked the Saint-level powerhouses of the Dark Church to deal with My Lord, if it came to the worst, they would just leave with the Dark Church; otherwise, they would destroy their own bodies rather than let the Dark Church get what they wanted.