Chapter 1067: 425: Elixir Sect’s Luo Huatian!
Come see me within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
_2 Chapter 1067: 425: Elixir Sect’s Luo Huatian!
Come see me within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
_2 He only guided Bai Shouhong to collect various Skill Magic Artifacts, which led him to neglect his cultivation.
Then, he combined this with medicines to slow down Bai’s affinity for Spiritual Energy and hinder his cultivation.
Now five years have passed, and everyone knows that the Prince of Zhongyong is fond of trinkets and neglects his cultivation, despite having top-grade Spiritual Roots which makes his cultivation progress slow.
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With this impression established, it was convenient for him to begin further actions, sabotaging Bai Shouhong’s cultivation with medicines.
Thus, creating accident after accident, Bai Shouhong experienced numerous failures in his breakthroughs, completely ruining his Spiritual Root aptitude.
The result seemed only natural, and it did not arouse suspicion from anyone, including the King of Zhongyong, let alone alert the various surveillance branches set up by the Longevity Sect.
But Master Qiandan paid extra attention to any suspicious individuals who appeared next to the princely heir, Bai Shouhong, during such a sensitive period.
“Let’s test these two later.
With their Qi Cultivation at the ninth and tenth layers, it’s unlikely they are powerless Loose Cultivators.
What kind of Cultivators would attend such a ridiculous Alien Immortal Meeting?”
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Soon, as Master Qiandan’s Spiritual Might swiftly approached, the Qi Cultivating Cultivators within the King’s Mansion sensed it and stirred.
Over a dozen Cultivators flew out of their rooms and soared into the sky to salute the two figures approaching in midair.
“Is this what my second senior brother looks like after Reforging?”
Chen Dengming stepped out of the doorway and caught sight of his second senior brother’s chubby figure, barely managing to keep a straight face.
It was too similar.
That little round belly of his indeed bore a seven-tenths resemblance to his second senior brother, Jiang Jian’s, former appearance.
At that moment, both the King’s Mansion and the Royal City became abuzz with excitement, with many remarkable figures emerging to offer their respect.
“Greetings to Master Qiandan!
Greetings to His Highness the Prince!”
Many mortals who came seeking a chance at immortality were instantly thrilled at the sight of so many Cultivators appearing, with some even kneeling on the ground and paying their respects enthusiastically.
A more intense Foundation Establishment Spiritual Might began to emanate slowly from Master Qiandan, enveloping everyone present.
Immediately, the entire Royal City and King’s Mansion quieted down under the pressure.
“Hahaha, the return of the great Master Qiandan with his child brings great joy to this prince.
Please come inside quickly and take your seat in the mansion!”
Just then, a hearty and resonant laugh suddenly echoed from within the King’s Mansion.
Striding out from inside the mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in a purple python robe greeted them with a grand, heroic posture.
Upon seeing this, everyone inside the King’s Mansion immediately paid their respects and called out in greeting to the Prince.
Master Qiandan, however, looked proud and slightly bowed to the King of Zhongyong as a return greeting.
He calmly surveyed everyone present and then fixed his gaze on the last two to walk out of the Superior Immortal Pavilion—Chen Dengming—his eyes piercing and voice like sand as he spoke.
“You two juniors, from what esteemed lineage do you come?
Seeing a person such as myself, why do you not pay your respects?”
Chen Dengming and Su Yanyan exchanged glances, both noticing the amusement in each other’s eyes.
They immediately realized that Master Qiandan was testing them, wanting to know the lineage of these two suddenly emerged high-level Qi Cultivation Cultivators.
Having already decided to give his second senior brother a stern warning, the two did not want to beat around the bush.
Chen Dengming replied with a faint smile,
“Master Qiandan, with your status, you are not yet qualified to receive my respects.
Your return is timely—I have some questions to ask you.”
“You impudent youth!
Which school do you belong to?
Have you ever heard of the might of my Elixir Sect?”
Master Qiandan’s face changed color as his eyes shot out fierce light, directly aiming at Chen Dengming.
An overwhelming Spiritual Might pressed toward him.
“The Elixir Sect?
The Elixir Sect of yesteryears did possess some renown, but now…
it has declined,”
Chen Dengming remained calm and unyielding, his expression unchanged.
All, including the Prince Bai Shouhong, were inwardly shocked, knowing that this seemingly ordinary young man must be extraordinary.
Yet, he wore no aura of a mighty one.
How could he be unafraid of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?
The King of Zhongyong, startled and fearing that Master Qiandan, the Foundation Establishment powerhouse, might act out and damage the King’s Mansion and Royal City, was about to intervene with a harmonizing comment,
when Master Qiandan already bellowed out, “Presumptuous whelp!” With a motion of his fingers, thunder and fire flew from his talismans, and his Spiritual Might suddenly intensified as wind roared and thunder rumbled in the air.
Everyone within the King’s Mansion cried out in shock, ready to dodge out of the way.
In an instant, Chen Dengming’s eyes blazed with divine light, piercing into Master Qiandan’s eyes like sharp arrows.
His tone was flat yet it reverberated over the whole gathering, drowning out the sound of thunder,
“How dare you run amok within the territory of the Longevity Sect?
What is your purpose in approaching the Prince of Zhongyong?
Confess truthfully.”
The moment Master Qiandan’s gaze met Chen Dengming’s eyes, his heart shuddered with weakness as if two chisels violently struck deep into his spirit, exposing all his secrets in an instant.
The words “Confess truthfully” kept echoing in his spirit, shaking his very core.
Master Qiandan’s heart pounded like a drum, almost on the verge of exploding in an instant.
At the moment he was completely overcome, a thought emanated from his spirit the instant Chen Dengming intentionally spared him.
“Master save me!!!”
Boom!—
Within his sea of consciousness, a golden and round divine thought, like an elixir pill, stirred as if sensing Master Qiandan’s abnormal state.
Immediately, this strain of divine thought swept out.
It spread a tremendously strong divine might, rushing out of Master Qiandan’s body, and then directly towards Chen Dengming, uttering a bone-chilling snort that intimidated the whole area.
“Which fellow Daoist dares to harm a disciple of the Elixir Sect?
Have you heard the name Luo Huatian of the Elixir Sect?”
The moment this overbearing aura and voice of divine thought spread, it was like a roaring thunder suddenly exploding, causing the entire Royal City to tremble slightly, with bricks and tiles on many buildings vibrating.
An unbearably oppressive and terrifying aura, as if dark clouds were looming overhead, enveloped the entire place.
“A Golden Core Great Cultivator!”
The cultivators present changed complexion drastically, utterly shocked, while the ordinary people shivered uncontrollably, gasping for air, and immediately collapsed to their knees in terror.
This strong spiritual might was undoubtedly the presence of a Golden Core Great Cultivator.
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A dozen Qi Cultivation cultivators felt their minds buzzing as if clipped-wing birds teetering on the edge, then plummeted one after another.
King of Zhongyong and the Princely Heir Bai Shouhong’s eyes widened, hearts pounding.
This force, carrying a powerful divine thought, transformed into an image of an old man with a brash and decrepit face, charging up to Chen Dengming’s face, kicking up a wind of overwhelming momentum.
However, Chen Dengming’s eyes remained unwavering, his clothes still, untouched by the storm around him.
In the moment this divine visage was merely ten feet away from Chen Dengming, its eyes suddenly contracted, its expression first shock then instantly froze in midair, not daring to advance an inch, its gaze filled with astonishment and doubt.
Chen Dengming swept it with a cold look, his gaze like a bolt of thunder, shattering the clump of divine face and sending back a thought.
This thought, crossing time and space, pierced into a secret chamber deep beneath the Dali Dynasty miles away.
“Come see me within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!”
Boom!—
Inside the chamber, an old man diffusing the scent of medicinal herbs suddenly felt as if struck by thunder, his eyes bulging, bloodshot as he spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood, with the same thundering, calm voice rolling like thunder in his mind.
“Come see me!”
Those plain words caused his Golden Core to quake, his spirit to tremble, and his body to nearly collapse weakly to the ground, nearly dying on the spot.
“Come see me!”
Luo Huatian had never heard such domineering words in his life, yet at this moment he did not find them overbearing; it felt only right, urgent, and necessary to comply immediately.
Who is this person?
Who is this person?
Who is this person!!
He had no time to think any longer; each moment he breathed was about survival.
He called out in fear and trepidation, not caring to stabilize his Golden Core, rolled up in a ball, and “boom” smashed open the doors of the secret chamber, rolling out, soaring through the sky, heading straight towards the King’s Mansion of Zhongyong in the south.
Within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!
He must make it to the King’s Mansion in Zhongyong!
Otherwise, Luo Huatian of the Elixir Sect would perish!
Inside the King’s Mansion of Zhongyong, the multitude that had been terror-struck by the Golden Core Great Cultivator a moment ago, now witnessed the ordinary looking young man casually sweep his gaze, causing the face of the Golden Core Great Cultivator to crumble and disintegrate, feeling as if the world had been turned upside down, stunned on the spot.
Master Qiandan, who had just regained a semblance of calm, was shocked to the point of seeing darkness, blood pouring from all seven orifices, and in the blurred awareness, completely unaware of what he was doing, he babbled on about the motives and secrets of his approach to the King’s Mansion five years ago, publicly revealing them all.
“…I, I am guilty, I approached the Princely Heir deliberately to harm him, to prevent the Princely Heir from successfully succeeding the throne in the years to come…”
Such audacious and startling confessions, once uttered, immediately caused an uproar all around, seemingly more shocking even than the disintegration of the Golden Core Great Cultivator’s face.
The plump body of the Princely Heir Bai Shouhong trembled, his eyes also reflecting a glint of bafflement and realization…
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