Chaotic Sword God

Under the effects of a mid grade God Tier Twin-headed Lotus contaminated with Xuanhuang Qi, Feng Xue’s wounds immediately began to close at a visible rate. She became brimming with vigour in the blink of an eye despite basically hanging on by a single thread a moment before.

Mid grade God Tier Twin-headed Lotuses were extremely precious. Even in the Saints’ World, they were priceless objects, let alone the fact that it was contaminated with Xuanhuang Qi. That only made its value multiply.

However, when Jian Chen used such a precious Twin-headed Lotus on Feng Xue generously, she did not show any gratitude. The resentment remained in her eyes as she looked at Jian Chen with bone-deep hatred, saying coldly, “If you don’t kill me, there will be a day when I kill you.”

“How thickheaded!” Jian Chen was powerless over Feng Xue. In the Darkstar World, there were only a handful of people that he was unable to bring himself to kill.

Three of them were the three vice hall masters of the fifth divine hall in the past, Bing Yuan, Tarot, and Dou Wujin.

Aside from the three of them, there was also the hall master of the tenth divine hall, Feng Xue.

Turning his gaze away from Feng Xue who was still recovering from her wounds, Jian Chen looked at the sky nearby and asked, “Are you satisfied with these high grade Godking pills?”

Originally, there was nothing where Jian Chen looked at, but a figure then suddenly appeared eerily.

He was dressed in black robes; he did not seem old, only in his twenties. He possessed white eyebrows and white hair. His handsome face emanated a sense of coldness, serious in demeanour. He gave off a natural sense of authority.

He was the Darkstar Emperor!

The Darkstar Emperor’s gaze paused on Feng Xue momentarily before he said to Jian Chen, “As we estimated, each high grade Godking pill can perfectly create a Godking. Now, all the high grade Godking pills have been consumed. Our race has gained over ten thousand Godkings in total.”

The Darkstar Emperor continued, “Over these years of observation, we haven’t discovered any latent side effects so far. However, while we have gained ten thousand Godkings and replenished some of our strength, there’s still an extremely large gap before we’re powerful enough to open the altar.”

“As a result, you need to keep coming up with ideas to strengthen our race.” The Darkstar Emperor stared at Jian Chen deeply.

“Prepare an alchemy cauldron for me. It needs to be a medium quality god artifact at the very least,” said Jian Chen.

“You need an alchemy cauldron?” The Darkstar Emperor was taken aback before staring at Jian Chen in disbelief. “Don’t tell me you plan on refining high grade Godking pills yourself?”

“That’s correct!”

After receiving confirmation, the Darkstar Emperor immediately became breathless. His shock could not be described with words.

Jian Chen could enter the Darkstar World, which meant his age was less than a thousand years back then. It was already shocking enough that he could reach his current cultivation in such a short amount of time.

Now that he heard that Jian Chen actually possessed impressive mastery over alchemy as well, how could the Darkstar Emperor not be shocked?

Taking in a deep breath, the Darkstar Emperor calmed down slowly and said, “Over the years of contact with the outsiders, we haven’t obtained the formula for refining Godking pills, but we’ve learnt from them that refining this pill is an extremely difficult task. Not only does it require an extraordinary mastery over the Way of Alchemy, but it also requires the assistance of two Chaotic Primes to refine Godking pills successfully.”

“However, our Darkstar World doesn’t meet the conditions to refine the pill. Are you really certain you can do it?”

“How do you know if you don’t try?” Jian Chen said. He was already more than familiar with the steps for refining Godking pills. His greatest issue right now was being unable to find a Chaotic Prime to assist him.

“Alright, I’ll go back and find a cauldron for you right now.” The Darkstar Emperor left with the feeble Feng Xue.

The Darkstar Emperor flew through the air quickly with Feng Xue, returning to the capital city.

Under the effects of the Twin-headed Lotus, Feng Xue had already recovered from more than half of her wounds.

“Your majesty, have you been there the entire time?” At this moment, Feng Xue looked at the Darkstar Emperor. Her expression was gloomy.

The Darkstar Emperor sighed helplessly in response. “Feng Xue, how can I not notice your hatred for him? As a result, I guessed your plans the moment you left, which was why I’ve been watching you secretly the entire time.”

“When you were under attack from the sword Qi, I planned on saving you in the final moment; this would let you truly understand how it feels to be on the verge of death, so you could understand your difference compared to him and give up on revenge.”

“However, he has no interest in killing you, so I had no opportunity to save you.”

“Feng Xue, let go of your hatred. He’s too powerful. Our race has already lost the ability to contend against him. If you continue to go down this path blindly, he might spare you once or twice, but he may not spare you a third time or a fourth time.”

“His strength has increased substantially yet again, such that even I don’t stand a chance against him anymore. If he wants to kill you, I can’t stop him.”

“I don’t hope to see our race lose another Primordial realm expert…”

The Darkstar Emperor’s voice was filled with a sense of weariness and helplessness. For the first time in his life, he felt so powerless despite always having been invincible in this world.

Two days later, the Darkstar Emperor came back to the mountain where Jian Chen had condensed the fifth strand of Profound Sword Qi. With a wave of his hand, multiple alchemy cauldrons appeared immediately.

Jian Chen sat atop the mountain, slowly glancing past these cauldrons without any surprise.

“These cauldrons have all been left behind by the predecessors of my race. I’ve checked all the treasuries, and these are the relatively undamaged cauldrons I’ve found,” the Darkstar Emperor said sternly.

“All of these cauldrons are damaged; they are either cracked or their artifact spirit has dissipated. None of them are in perfect condition.” Jian Chen really had no idea what to say as he gazed at these shabby God Tier cauldrons.

The Darkstar Emperor let out a sigh and said rather helplessly, “Back then, the war between us and the Wood Spirits was far too severe. Who knows how many god artifacts were destroyed in the process. Coupled with the erosion of time, basically all the god artifacts that remain are damaged. It’s basically impossible to find an alchemy cauldron in perfect condition.”

“If it’s cauldrons below God Tier, we can give you as many as you want, but these are the only ones that are medium quality god artifacts. If they don’t meet your requirements, there’s nothing I can do.”

In the end, Jian Chen chose a relatively intact cauldron from them, planning on using it to refine pills.

“This cauldron was left behind by an expert from the Wood Spirits that died in battle. It’s been countless years already, but some presence of the Wood Spirits still linger on it. Using it to refine pills will be much more appropriate than using the alchemy cauldrons left behind by predecessors of our Darkstar race,” said the Darkstar Emperor.