Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor - Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 One Day

“Alas…”

Watching Chen Feng in this state, Ling Qinghai couldn’t help but sigh.

Chen Feng was an absolute genius, around twenty years old, and had opened twenty-one Dragon Veins, even becoming a Low-Grade Alchemist during the Dragon Vein Realm.

Among these two achievements, neither could be matched by others.

But in front of Su Han, everything about Chen Feng seemed dull and unimpressive.

It seemed that no matter how many Dragon Veins Chen Feng opened, Su Han could always outdo him by one. Even Ling Qinghai felt that Su Han was still holding back, as if, should Chen Feng display more Dragon Veins, Su Han could continue to outburst even more.

And speaking of Alchemy, in the entire Dragon Martial Continent, there had never been anyone who could become an Alchemist in the Dragon Vein Realm, let alone refine Low-Grade Pills.

Not to mention it took half an hour, as long as you were in the Dragon Vein Realm, even if it took ten hours, being able to successfully refine a Pill would be extremely astonishing.

But compared to Su Han, Chen Feng once again seemed like nothing special.

Half a minute, High-Grade Pills, ten pieces…

Not just Chen Feng, even the Silver Level Alchemist Master Rong couldn’t achieve this.

Ling Qinghai simply couldn’t believe it, Su Han was a freak, a complete freak!

“Chen Feng, you don’t need to compare with Su Han. With your talent, you are already far above countless others in the Dragon Martial Continent,” Ling Qinghai counseled.

After all, Chen Feng was his disciple. Even if he wasn’t as good as Su Han, he still had much to be proud of.

“No… No!!”

Chen Feng seemed to go crazy, his eyes fiercely fixated on Su Han, his teeth nearly shattered from clenching.

“I have opened twenty-one Dragon Veins, even became an Alchemist during the Dragon Vein Realm, no one in the Dragon Martial Continent can surpass me, Su Han must be cheating!!!” Chen Feng roared.

“Chen Feng!”

Ling Qinghai’s face darkened: “On the Dragon Martial Continent, there are countless County Cities, more kingdoms, and empires, as well as Sects and Super Sects, with a population of trillions! This place is merely a small county. Your talent is indeed extraordinary, but that does not mean you can’t be surpassed by anyone on the entire Dragon Martial Continent. Remember your place!”

“But…”

“There are no buts. You lost, you lost. Your character needs cultivation!”

Ling Qinghai waved his hand: “Someone, take Chen Feng to the Mad Demon Hall. When his character is cultivated, only then can he be released.”

“Yes.”

Immediately, two people stepped forward, took hold of Chen Feng, and carried him off into the distance.

The Elders flickered with thought, because they knew that, although the Mad Demon Hall was painful, it was the best place to temper one’s character and will.

Others may not know, but within the Cold Cloud Sect, countless Disciples longed to enter the Mad Demon Hall, yet they simply didn’t qualify.

What seemed like a punishment from Ling Qinghai was actually him cultivating Chen Feng. With Chen Feng’s talent, after enduring the trials of the Mad Demon Hall, he would undergo earth-shattering changes.

“Don’t forget your bet,” Su Han called out to Chen Feng.

“A cheater, wishful thinking!!!” Chen Feng’s eyes were blood-red.

Until now, he still refused to believe that the Pills were refined by Su Han; he also couldn’t accept that Su Han was stronger than him.

Before this, Chen Feng had always thought that with his Martial Talent and Pill Refining Talent, he would definitely take first place.

“If you don’t fulfill your promise, I’ll help you.”

Su Han’s voice was somewhat icy, “But let me tell you, the result of me removing the Chen Family from Yuanshan County and you doing it are entirely different.”

“Then I’ll wait and see!”

Chen Feng said, “After I come out from the Mad Demon Hall, you will be the first one I kill!”

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Su Han’s eyes.

If Elder Ling Qinghai and the others weren’t here protecting Chen Feng, he would never let him continue to live.

“Alright.”

Elder Ling Qinghai took a deep breath, “The results of this selection are as follows: Su Han first, Chen Feng second, Hu Zhengyao and Yang Lin tied for third.”

The others sighed, but they weren’t disappointed, because they had anticipated this outcome beforehand.

“Those who are qualified to enter the Cold Cloud Sect will be notified shortly; everyone else, may return.”

As his words fell, Elder Ling Qinghai turned to look at Su Han, “Our sect will provide you with the best resources, and if you’re willing, we can guarantee your entry into an even higher-level sect. As long as you’re willing to become a disciple of our sect, we will do everything in our power to cultivate you!”

Clearly, Elder Ling Qinghai really did not want to let go of a freak talent like Su Han.

However, Su Han still shook his head and refused.

Not only did he refuse, he also set his sights on Yang Lin.

“I’m giving you another chance, become my disciple, take me as your master.”

If it were his past life, Su Han would not have spoken to Yang Lin a second time after his initial refusal.

But this life was different, at least the manpower and resources that Su Han currently controlled were far too few.

He was interested in Yang Lin not because of how many Dragon Veins Yang Lin had opened, but because of his magic talent.

Su Han could easily sense that around Yang Lin’s body, numerous magic elements were hovering, seemingly wanting to merge into his body.

However, layers of spiritual energy were enveloping Yang Lin’s body, and with Yang Lin practicing cultivation techniques from the Dragon Martial Continent, without the right guidance, those magic elements couldn’t enter his body at all.

Magic physique!

This was the main reason Su Han was interested in Yang Lin.

Magic was a method of cultivation in high-level stars; when cultivated to the extremity, it was world-annihilating and omnipotent.

For instance, the Seventh-Order Magic God from the previous era could, with his power alone, sweep away several Ancient Emperors, which showed how formidable it was.

Anyone who cultivated magic was known as — a Mage.

Even the simplest low-level magic could contend with the Dragon Blood Realm, showing the immense power of magic.

There were thousands of people on the field, but Su Han had only sensed magic elements on a few of them, and Yang Lin was the strongest, which was why Su Han was intent on winning him over.

However, just like Su Han’s refusal of Elder Ling Qinghai, Yang Lin still refused Su Han.

“I acknowledge your enormous talent, but after all, you are only in the Dragon Vein Realm. Perhaps in the future when you’ve grown much stronger, surpassing me by a lot, I will consider becoming your disciple,” Yang Lin said.

A Dragon Vein Realm, taking another from the Dragon Vein Realm as master?

Clearly, Yang Lin felt that this was shameful, which was evident from his words.

“Wait until I’ve grown stronger?”

Su Han laughed, “There are far too many people who want to become my disciples. Remember the next words I say.”

“Go ahead,” Yang Lin said, crossing his arms and seemingly very interested.

Everyone else also pricked up their ears to listen.

“One day, the God-Slaying Pavilion will stand at the peak of the Dragon Martial Continent, and at that time, you will become an ant in the eyes of the God-Slaying Pavilion. Whether you are my disciple will no longer matter. What matters is… you will never have the chance to join the God-Slaying Pavilion again.”

His calm words, laden with extreme domineering and clarity, slowly emanated from Su Han’s mouth.