Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao - Chapter 3990

3990 Natural treasure

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“Hahaha, I drew the pass lot!” After the first group had drawn, someone immediately shouted in pleasant surprise, but immediately drew the hostility of the nine people in the same group, and hurriedly closed their mouth again.

He was only a Cauldron Forging Tier=, and there was no shortage of elites in the same group who were in the Core Formation Tier.

Group after group, they all began to draw lots. There was no need to fight, and the results would be out soon.

Thus, though several thousand people had come, 90% of them were immediately eliminated, leaving behind a mere few hundred people.

Ling Han walked up to draw lots, and when he touched it with his hand, he retreated to the side. Then, he looked, and saw that there was a word written on it: pass.

His luck was not too bad.

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Ling Han smiled, and looked towards Shen Yutang. He saw that Shen Yutang had also looked over, and was holding a lot in his hand, waving it in his direction.

Obviously, he had also passed the test.

“Give me your lot!” A deep voice rang out, and someone walked to Ling Han’s side, “Whatever you want, just name it.”

Ling Han turned around to look. This was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. His hair was slightly yellowish, and his eyes were dark green in colour. Furthermore, they were a little triangular.

Obviously, this was not a human, but rather a Demonic Beast that had taken human form.

Ling Han smiled faintly, “Not interested.”

“I’m Bai Wenxuan from the Soaring Snake Holy Land,” the young man said. “Now, you’re interested, right?”

Ling Han looked at him pitifully. This guy must have gone stupid.

“You!” Seeing that not only did Ling Han not agree, but he even looked like he pitied him, Bai Wenxuan was enraged. He humphed, and was just about to make a move, but he had just raised his hand, when he immediately felt a heavy pressure bearing down on him.

He raised his head, only to see the old Sect Master smiling at him. However, the look in his eyes was as terrifying as could be.

Bai Wenxuan’s heart clenched, and he hurriedly took a few steps back.

He glared fiercely at Ling Han. He was definitely not going to let things pass just like that.

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“Many people feel that this is unfair, right?” The old Sect Master spoke up. He nodded, “All right, I will give you a chance to show off your abilities. Those who have been eliminated can compete, and for the top ten to emerge victorious, those who are interested can stay, and those who are not can leave.”

The actions of the Imperial Clan were just that arbitrary and overbearing. They did not discuss with you at all, and could do whatever they wanted.

Among those who were eliminated, there were a considerable number of Core Formation Tier cultivators, and the number far exceeded a dozen. Thus, in terms of martial arts competition, there was absolutely no hope for Foundation Building Tier and Cauldron Forging Tier cultivators.

Thus, only the Core Formation Tier martial artists registered to participate in the following “revival battle”.

Bai Wenxuan was also among them. He looked coldly at Ling Han, and sent a message through divine sense, “Brat, regret it now?”

“Idiot,” Ling Han replied coldly, and strode off.

Bai Wenxuan really wanted to chase after him, but when he recalled that there was an Imperial Clan member in front of him, his courage instantly vanished without a trace. However, his hatred for Ling Han deepened even further.

He turned this hatred into fighting spirit. He was determined to make it into the top ten, and then teach Ling Han a harsh lesson.

Ling Han and the other “lucky people” who had passed by drawing lots were arranged by the Donglin Imperial Clan, to be settled at the foot of a spiritual mountain.

This mountain was too mysterious. The power of heaven and earth was dense, and even the mountain rocks were like jade. Vaguely, one could still see Celestial Qi inside the rocks. What else could it be but a spiritual mountain?

“As expected of the Imperial Clan. This place is really too amazing,” someone sighed ruefully.

“Pu!” Shen Yutang immediately laughed out loud.

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“What do you mean?” That person was instantly displeased. He actually dared to mock him?

Shen Yutang shook his head and said, “Apologies, this isn’t the Donglin Imperial Clan. It’s only the outer circle.”

What!

This wasn’t the Donglin Imperial Clan, but the power of heaven and earth here was clearly so dense. Moreover, this place was brimming with opportunities that even the Holy Land couldn’t compare to. It was actually just the outer circle of the Donglin Imperial Clan?

“Impossible!” Immediately, a great many people shook their heads in disbelief.

Yet Shen Yutang had completely no intention of clarifying further. In any case, it was up to them whether they believed him or not.

Ling Han was slightly surprised. Could it be that this guy was also a member of the Imperial Clan? Otherwise, how could he possibly have such an understanding?

They settled down here, then received a notice that three days later, there would be a new challenge waiting for them, and this was one of the main events of the Prodigy Gathering, telling them to make their preparations.

In these three days, Ling Han chatted idly with Shen Yutang a few times, but this guy looked laidback, and did not seem to be scheming at all. However, his mouth was especially tight, and did not reveal the slightest bit of secrets about himself.

And just like that, three days’ time passed in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the revival battle had also ended, and ten people who had been eliminated and redeemed emerged.

Ling Han shockingly discovered that Bai Wenxuan was also among them.

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When he saw Ling Han, Bai Yuxuan made a throat-slitting gesture at Ling Han, his threat clear.

“Brother Ding, you seem to have offended him,” Shen Yutang said with a smile.

“Hehe, I’ll knock him over with a single punch,” Ling Han said calmly, appearing to be completely unconcerned.

Shen Yutang did not say anything further.

“Today, the true prodigy gathering will begin.” The old Sect Master came again. “However, I have to remind you that this is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will suffer serious injuries, or even die in truth.”

He paused, then continued, “However, if you guys can persist, your gains would also be huge.”

“Senior, what kind of test is that?” someone asked.

The old Sect Master smiled calmly, and said, “In this heaven and earth, there are some divine items that are naturally nurtured by the heaven and earth, and have unimaginable effects. They are called natural treasures.”

Everyone exchanged looks. Weren’t they talking about a dangerous test? Why had he suddenly digressed?

But for a mighty figure like Sect Master to digress, who would dare say anything?

“Our Donglin Imperial Clan has an unusual vine. It was personally transplanted by our Great Emperor hundreds of millions of years ago from the depths of the universe. After so many years, it finally bloomed and bore fruit.” The old Sect Master showed a nostalgic expression, seeming to be recalling the glory of the Donglin Imperial Clan.

Though the Donglin Imperial Clan was also a top-notch force in the universe now, there were many forces that could match them. It was unlike the time when the Great Emperor was still alive and the whole world was under his command. Even the Imperial Clans had to be respectful.

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The old Sect Master shook his head, collected his thoughts, and said, “The strange vine bears a gourd.”

Another gourd?

Ling Han instantly felt an urge to complain. Could he not have so many gourds?

“This gourd has no offensive effect, nor is it capable of nurturing divine sense and physique,” the old Sect Master said. “However, it is a path of connection.”

“Connect to what?” Someone mustered up the courage to ask.

“The Netherworld,” the old Sect Master said.

Pu, a great many people spluttered.

What, what, the Netherworld?

Yin soul was nothing unfamiliar to these prodigies. Most of them had had contact with yin souls before, and had at least heard of such things before.

However, after a living being died, their soul would be repelled by the power of heaven and earth, and enter into the Netherworld. Theoretically speaking, it was impossible for them to return. This was decided by the Regulations of heaven and earth.

However, there seemed to be a great many places where the Living Realm and the Netherworld intertwined. For example, Celestial Sea Planet was one such place. In the past, innumerable Yin souls had escaped, and in fact, even caused a Saint to die as a result, which was proof enough of how terrifying Yin souls were.

However, these connecting points were all fixed and unchanging.

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And now, a gourd could actually connect to the Netherworld. Just how astonishing was that?