Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 59: Chapter 059 Worship

“State Preceptor, isn’t this inappropriate? You are now a Fifth Grade Alchemist, and I am merely Second Grade. If you take me as your master, wouldn’t that be…” Feng Wuchen showed a bitter smile, overwhelmed that not only Situ Zhentian had asked to become his disciple, but Yang Tianxian also followed suit, which greatly perplexed Feng Wuchen.

How could a Fifth Grade Alchemist take a Second Grade Alchemist as a master? What would society think?

Moreover, Yang Tianxian was the State Preceptor of the Empire; having a figure of such high standing take a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old youth as a master would surely make the entire Empire a laughingstock, and what would become of its majesty?

However, Yang Tianxian did not care about that and reverently said, “Merit resides with the capable. Master Feng’s accomplishments in the Alchemy Dao vastly surpass mine; I hope Master Feng will accept me as a disciple.”

“State Preceptor, how about this? I won’t take you as my disciple for the time being, but I can offer you some advice on Alchemy. When the day comes that I break through to Fifth Grade Alchemist, I’ll accept you as my disciple. How does that sound? I’m currently only Second Grade; it’s really not suitable,” Feng Wuchen proposed.

There was inevitably some disappointment in Yang Tianxian’s heart, but he could also see Feng Wuchen’s predicament and, after a moment’s hesitation, nodded and said, “Everything is up to Master Feng’s decision.”

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Feng Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief. It’s not that he was unwilling to take on Yang Tianxian as a disciple; who wouldn’t want a Fifth Grade Alchemist as a disciple? But the situation was indeed troubling for Feng Wuchen.

Yang Tianxian held such an exalted position that if others were to find out he had taken Feng Wuchen as his master, it was unclear how many would laugh.

“Great General, both of these Spiritual Artifact spears are Lower Grade Spiritual Artifacts. Having heard of your extraordinary spear techniques, I specially crafted these for you, Great General. Over the next few days, I will strive to forge other weapons,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

With the terrifying skill level of the Evil Dragon Art, forging simple, low-level divine weapons was no challenge for Feng Wuchen at all.

“Thank you, Master Feng!” Ye Cangqiong hurriedly expressed his gratitude, immensely excited and swiftly storing the Spiritual Artifacts into his Storage Ring.

Though they were Lower Grade Spiritual Artifacts, these were already exceedingly rare entities. Even within the Empire, the number of Spiritual Artifacts didn’t exceed the number of fingers on one hand, much less the fact that the Lower Grade Spiritual Artifacts crafted by Feng Wuchen were significantly more powerful than those forged by Situ Zhentian!

“Master, could you forge Middle or Upper Grade Spiritual Artifacts?” Situ Zhentian asked.

“I can,” Feng Wuchen nodded and elaborated: “However, to forge Middle and Upper Grade Spiritual Artifacts, the quality of this meteoric iron is insufficient, and some other precious materials are also needed. I’m afraid our Empire doesn’t have these materials; they can only be found on the Mainland.”

Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, Situ Zhentian and the others felt as if a huge wave had set off in their hearts.

They were shocked beyond all measure.

With a wave of his hand, materials for Artifact Refining flew over. While refining artifacts, Feng Wuchen said, “Don’t mention just Spiritual Artifacts; if there are enough materials, like divine iron, I could even craft Immortal Artifacts.”

“Immortal Artifacts!” Their eyes widened to the extreme at that moment.

Immortal Artifacts! These were the legendary divine weapons! Feng Wuchen actually had the ability to craft Immortal Artifacts! To what frightful level had Feng Wuchen’s Artifact Refining technique reached?

The number of Artifact Refiners capable of crafting Immortal Artifacts, across the entire Mainland, was likely not more than can be counted on one hand, and each one was an exceedingly formidable existence.

Such a distinguished and formidable identity, wherever placed on the Mainland, would incite awe in all directions, and they could stride across the Mainland with utter confidence!

“It is enough that you three are aware of this matter. Do not let it slip to others!” Feng Wuchen’s tone was mild, yet it carried an unmistakable sense of command.

“Yes, Master!” Situ Zhentian replied with great respect.

Yang Tianxian and Ye Cangqiong also respectfully assured, “Master Feng, rest assured, we will not reveal a single word!”

Knowing Feng Wuchen’s formidable Artifact Refining realm, they wouldn’t dare divulge even a word, even if they had ten thousand times the courage.

Feng Wuchen’s ability to craft Immortal Artifacts was something they hadn’t personally witnessed, but given Feng Wuchen’s terrifying divine skills in Artifact Refining, they had absolute faith and would not dare to doubt it.

The Thought-Forming Instrumentation divine skill—as to who else among the Artifact Refiners on the Mainland could achieve such a feat?

At this moment, the way the three of them looked at Feng Wuchen was filled with even greater respect, as if they were beholding a deity.

In the span of only an hour, Feng Wuchen had crafted ten Spiritual Artifacts, exciting Ye Cangqiong tremendously; he repeatedly bowed and thanked Feng Wuchen.

During the process of forging, Feng Wuchen also offered numerous helpful tips to Situ Zhentian, who found them to be immensely valuable.

Continuous forging of Spiritual Artifacts was taxing even for Feng Wuchen at his current level of cultivation; his face had turned pale, clearly depleting substantial amounts of True Yuan.

Fortunately, Feng Wuchen had crafted the Green Abyss Mystical Pill for recovering True Yuan, which enabled him to rapidly replenish what he had expended.

After ingesting a Second Grade Green Abyss Mystical Pill, Feng Wuchen’s depleted True Yuan recovered swiftly, and his complexion gradually became rosy again.

The potency of the pill shocked Yang Tianxian and Situ Zhentian once more.

Though Yang Tianxian was a Fifth Grade Alchemist, the Second Grade Green Abyss Mystical Pills he crafted surely didn’t have such profound effects.

“Master Feng, did you concoct the Seven Treasures Qi Condensing Powder?” In shock, Yang Tianxian couldn’t help asking, seemingly in disbelief that Feng Qianyang, with his capabilities, could have developed such a potent medicine powder.

“It’s just a Lower Grade medicine powder, nothing noteworthy,” Feng Wuchen said with a slight smile.

A Lower Grade medicine powder? When the Seven Treasures Qi Condensing Powder was released, the entirety of Tianzhou was thrown into turmoil, and the major powers of Yunzhou also rushed to Tianzhou to purchase it.

The recipe’s entry into the imperial family of the Empire had caused a sensation throughout the Imperial Capital.

Such an influential medicine powder was considered a Lower Grade by Feng Wuchen?

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But when you think about it, it makes sense. With such profound accomplishments in the path of Alchemy, the Seven Treasures Qi Condensing Powder is indeed a lower-grade medicine to Feng Wuchen.

The shock that Feng Wuchen brought to them today is probably the greatest they have felt in their entire lives.

Thereafter, at the earnest request of Yang Tianxian, Feng Wuchen concocted an elixir before the eyes of the three of them.

Just as Yang Tianxian was about to retrieve the pill furnace, he realized, to his astonishment, that Feng Wuchen didn’t need a pill furnace for his alchemy at all.

One herb after another was calcined in the palm of his hand, condensing their essences. His hands formed wondrous gestures, every movement precise and skillful. In just a few short minutes, Feng Wuchen effortlessly concocted a Third-Rank Pill, the pill exuding a powerful aura.

“A Third Grade Golden Spirit Pill!” Yang Tianxian exclaimed in shock.

What does it mean for a Second Grade Alchemist to concoct a Third-Rank Pill?

Moreover, the pill that Feng Wuchen concocted was a Golden Spirit Pill, which can help those in the Yuandan Realm to greatly enhance their cultivation. Its effects are very powerful, and most importantly, the quality of the pill is extremely high.

Yet that was not the most terrifying aspect, it was Feng Wuchen’s speed of alchemy!

One-Thought Pill Concoction!

The three of them stood petrified, watching Feng Wuchen, motionless.

Thought-Forming Instrumentation had already left them immensely shocked and far behind!

Now, Feng Wuchen had demonstrated his alchemical divine skills once again with One-Thought Pill Concoction!

As a Second Grade Alchemist, he could easily concoct Third-Rank Pills.

Feng Wuchen’s method of alchemy was completely different from other alchemists; other alchemists couldn’t concoct pills without a furnace, and they also had to add the ingredients to the furnace in sequence, one step at a time.

Feng Wuchen, however, calcined all the ingredients at once and forcefully condensed the pill through his magical and powerful Alchemy Decision.

The two elders and Ye Cangqiong were thoroughly convinced, feeling an impulse to kneel and worship.

Afterward, the two elders continuously asked various questions about alchemy and artifact refining, as well as the issues they encountered that they could not solve; Feng Wuchen answered each one patiently.

It was deep into the night when Feng Wuchen returned to his cultivation practice.

After Feng Wuchen left, the three, including Yang Tianxian, felt as if they had been dreaming. Reflecting back on the events, everything seemed so unreal, yet they were convinced.

“Situ Zhentian, our Empire has witnessed the rise of a divine being!” Yang Tianxian said excitedly.

Situ Zhentian nodded without denying, his profound old eyes filled with excitement and reverence. “Indeed, our master is a divine being. At such a young age, he’s attained the realms of Thought-Forming Instrumentation and One-Thought Pill Concoction. Across the entire Mainland, such a being is extremely rare.”

“Lord of the State, Prince, today the soldiers asked a question to Master Feng about his mentor, but Master Feng said it was a secret. I think Master Feng’s mentor must be among the top powerhouses on the Mainland,” guessed Ye Cangqiong.

“Absolutely correct!” Yang Tianxian asserted confidently. “To have fostered such a divine person, Master Feng’s mentor must be a supreme existence of unmatched power on the Mainland.”

With this thought, Yang Tianxian turned to Ye Cangqiong, his tone grave. “Great General, send out the order immediately, all royal officials must show respect to Master Feng. Anyone who dares to offend Master Feng will bear the consequences themselves!”

“Yes!” Ye Cangqiong responded respectfully, and even if Yang Tianxian hadn’t mentioned it, Ye Cangqiong would have done the same.

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At the summit of a mountain not far from the military camp, Feng Wuchen looked towards the campfire-lit camp with a faint smile on his lips.

“Having impressed the three giants of the Empire, from now on, I’ll have free rein in the Empire. I believe my strength has made them willingly submit,” Feng Wuchen mused to himself with a laugh, as if all of this had been part of his plan all along.

Feng Wuchen had readily agreed to Ye Cangqiong’s request, naturally, for his own reasons.

Although Feng Wuchen was a member of the Empire and indeed had some responsibility to help, he still expected to reap some benefits, didn’t he?

“Now that the Empire is under my heel, as long as Yunzhou is taken down, what would Tianyun Sect count for?” Feng Wuchen said with a sneer.

The Mo family had the backing of the Huangfu family, and behind the Huangfu family stood the Tianyun Sect, a colossus within the Empire that controlled many powers. When united, they were formidable.

If they were to truly come to blows, it would surely alarm the Tianyun Sect. Without the Empire and Yunzhou, Feng Wuchen would find it difficult to contend with the Tianyun Sect.

“I have no grudges with Tianyun Sect, so I hope they will not interfere. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind seeing Tianyun Sect disappear from the Empire,” Feng Wuchen said coldly, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the Golden Spirit Pill he had previously concocted and swallowed it whole before channeling the Supreme Dragon God Decision and beginning his cultivation.

Once Feng Wuchen started cultivating, an uproar ensued. His terrifying cultivation speed triggered an intense and violent aura!

Spiritual energy from all directions surged towards him wildly. Even in the depth of night, by the light of the campfires, one could still see the vast, mist-like spiritual energy converging on Feng Wuchen, as if all of it was being absorbed by him.

This grand and astonishing sight drew the attention of Yang Tianxian and all the generals and soldiers.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

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