Chapter 715: Chapter 715: Looking Down on Others Chapter 715: Chapter 715: Looking Down on Others The Fla Dragon was a fierce general under the Evil Dragon God, with terrifying strength.
The power of the Fla Dragon surpassed that of Long Jian, which ant that even the Blood Demon was no match for the Fla Dragon.
Leng Yunkong and the others grew more terrified the more they thought about it, unable to imagine such a horrifying level of cultivation.
“The Fla Dragon has more important matters to attend to, rest assured. I give you one month to capture Feng Wuchen alive,” Demon Wind ordered.
“Yes!” Leng Yunkong and the others answered respectfully.
“Ti is short, act quickly. I have many other matters to deal with, and I won’t be able to protect you at all tis,” Demon Wind left these final words, then vanished in a wisp of black smoke.
As Demon Wind disappeared, the evil aura also dissipated.
“Feng Wuchen possesses the Primordial Ancient Wu Fire; he won’t be easy to deal with.” Leng Hun gritted his teeth, recalling his disgraceful escape, a surge of anger and humiliation swelled in his heart, unwilling to accept what had happened.
“Yang Ying, I don’t care what thods you use, just bring Feng Wuchen back to as soon as possible!” Leng Yunkong ordered.
“Yes, Hall Master!” Yang Ying responded reverently, without the slightest hesitation.
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After establishing the Dragon God Alliance, Feng Wuchen and his companions once again embarked on the quest for the Primordial Ancient power.
The Wuji Realm’s Kunlun Valley was precisely their destination.
Before assimilating the Wu Fire, Feng Wuchen had learned from the Wu Fire that there was a Primordial Ancient power in the Wuji Realm’s Kunlun Valley. Though unsure of its truth, even knowing that Kunlun Valley had long been in ruins, Wuchen was still determined to investigate.
No one could be sure whether the Wu Fire spoke the truth or not.
Of course, since there was a clue, Feng Wuchen opted to believe it existed.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Feng Wuchen, Liu Qingyang, Miao Qingqing, Yi Tianqing, Bei Dou Yan, Ye Tianwei, Nangong Zhan, Zhang Junlan, Dong Zhantian, Lei Tianjue, and ten other talented individuals arrived at the border of the Wuji Realm.
“I hope this journey to the Wuji Realm will enable to smoothly break through to the Tianji Realm,” Ye Tianwei hoped. He was already at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Heavenly Human Realm, yet he had been unable to touch the threshold of the Tianji Realm.
Liu Qingyang smiled happily, “We also need to make haste, aiming to break through to the Tianji Realm as soon as possible.”
“If we can find the dicinal ingredients, I’ll refine a Seventh Grade Pill to help you break through the Tianji Realm,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, glancing at Ye Tianwei.
“A Seventh Grade Pill? Have you broken through to beco a Seventh-Grade Alchemist?” Ye Tianwei’s face changed drastically as he asked in shock, staring wide-eyed at Feng Wuchen.
“Seventh-Grade Alchemist?” Zhang Junlan and the others were greatly startled, all showing shocked expressions.
Zhang Junlan hastily asked, “Master, have your Artifact Refining skills also broken through to the Seventh Grade?”
“Almost there, but breaking through to the Tianji Realm is not easy; one wrong move could cost you your life, so you must prepare thoroughly. We should be able to find the necessary ingredients in the Wuji Realm,” Feng Wuchen replied seriously.
The monstrous talent of Feng Wuchen left Zhang Junlan and the others both envious and astounded; even calling Wuchen a demon seed an understatent.
In a short while, Feng Wuchen and his companions arrived at Xuanmu City in the Wuji Realm.
Feng Wuchen planned to inquire about Kunlun Valley in Xuanmu City.
With only superficial mories of Kunlun Valley from the Evil Dragon God’s recollections, Feng Wuchen was not familiar with Kunlun Valley and had never been there before.
Feng Wuchen and his companions first went to a restaurant to fill their stomachs and then headed to a teahouse in Xuanmu City.
The teahouse gathered many elders cultivating their minds and spirits, and seeking information about Kunlun Valley from them was undoubtedly the best way.
Older generations always knew more than their younger counterparts.
“Hall Master, a Fifth Grade Alchemist is refining pills.” Ye Tianwei said. They had just arrived at the entrance of the teahouse when they sensed a powerful force of soul power.
“Refining pills in a teahouse?” Miao Qingqing and the others were taken aback; it was the first ti they had heard of such a novel event.
Teahouses were places where elders gathered to chat and enjoy tea, plus with the bustling street outside, refining pills in a teahouse undoubtedly seed like a pointless endeavor.
“Let’s go upstairs and have a look.” Feng Wuchen said indifferently, leading the group towards the teahouse.
The teahouse was only three stories high, with the tea-tasting elders on the third floor.
The place was quite crowded, teeming with dozens of people.
“You can’t enter the teahouse.”
However, as Feng Wuchen and his group attempted to enter the teahouse, they were stopped by two guarding sentinels.
“Why is that?” Feng Wuchen asked, quite surprised.
“Are we not allowed in the teahouse either? Are you saying that only certain statuses are permitted?” Bei Dou Yan asked in astonishnt.
“You’re correct, without status, you can’t go into the teahouse.” A young man replied rudely, his gaze sweeping over Feng Wuchen and the others with contempt.
“You bunch of brats, why do you want to go up to the teahouse? Don’t you even look at what status you are, now scram.” Another sentinel directly scolded them.
“How can you speak like that?” Liu Qingyang retorted angrily, glaring fiercely at the two guards, wishing he could slap them away.
“Looking down on people like dogs!” Lei Tianjue sneered mockingly.
“Kid, disagreeing, are you? If you dare to make a move, try it!” One of the guards said arrogantly, looking as if he was ready to cripple Liu Qingyang if he dared to act.
“We see you no better than dogs, what of it?” Another guard was also extrely insolent.
“You son of a bitch!” Liu Qingyang raged, having never seen anyone so blatantly arrogant.
“Brother Liu, let it be, don’t stoop to their level.” Miao Qingqing hurriedly intervened.
“You’d best leave at once, don’t disturb Master Li refining pills. If you offend Master Li, your little lives won’t be spared!” One of the guards warned darkly and coldly.
“Refining pills in a place like this, I’d be surprised if it’s successful, talking about Master Li indeed.” Ye Tianwei sneered with contempt.
“You little punk! What did you say? Are you questioning Master Li’s alchemy skills?” one of the guards shouted angrily, his face twisted with ferocity upon hearing Ye Tianwei’s sneer.
“Quite bold, daring to insult Master Li! You’re looking for death!” another guard yelled furiously, charging out aggressively.
The two guards not only looked down on them like dogs but didn’t hesitate to resort to force over a disagreent, reaching the peak of arrogant aggression, as though this would please Master Li.
“Bang!”
“Pfft!”
But as a guard passed by Feng Wuchen, suddenly there was a dull thud, and the guard spit out blood, his body flying backwards.
The guard collapsed there and then, unconscious.
“You brat, you dare to fight in the teahouse! You’re clearly showing no respect for Master Li, this is insulting to Master Li!” the other guard yelled angrily.
Surrounding the streets, the crowd flocked to witness the commotion.
“What’s all this noise about? Don’t you know my master is refining pills?” A young man stepped out from the crowd, rebuking them fiercely, as a terrifying aura swept forth.
The man’s expression was extrely unpleasant, with a dozen sentinels following behind him.
“Young Master Gong, they were creating a scene in the teahouse, and they even tried to barge into the teahouse!” the sentinel accused, pointing at Feng Wuchen and his group angrily.
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