Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 88: Chapter 088: Deterrence

Tiandu’s main city fell silent, and aside from the Great General and others in the know, everyone else seemed petrified.

Since both the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince had taken Feng Wuchen as their master, his status was no longer just that of the Grand Commander—his standing was even above that of the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince.

No wonder the news of the assassination attempt on Feng Wuchen shocked the two great leaders of the Empire; no wonder the Great General showed such reverence towards Feng Wuchen.

It was simply because Feng Wuchen was the revered master of both the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince!

“The State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince have taken Master Feng as their master?” Mu Tianyun’s old face was covered in shock and disbelief.

Feng Wuchen was currently only a Third-grade Alchemist, while the State Preceptor, a Fifth Grade Alchemist, wouldn’t need to take Feng Wuchen as his master, right?

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It was one thing for the Imperial Prince to take a master, but even the State Preceptor had done so!

The State Preceptor was the most powerful alchemist in the Yanhuo Empire, having reached the Fifth Grade. Within the Empire, no one could surpass him.

Such a formidable alchemy realm, and yet he took a young Third-grade Alchemist as his master—how could this not shock everyone?

Why exactly did the State Preceptor take Feng Wuchen as his master?

Simply because Feng Wuchen could drive out fire poison? Simply because Feng Wuchen could spot deficiencies in Elixirs?

Wasn’t this reasoning a bit far-fetched?

But the precise reasons, perhaps only the State Preceptor himself knew.

Perhaps Elder Wei Yun also knew.

“The Grand Commander is actually the revered master of the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince!” Su Yuanshan’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, realizing this terrifying identity was not one he could afford to offend.

Everyone present felt like they had misheard. Feng Wuchen was still a teenager of sixteen or seventeen, while the State Preceptor was an old man over fifty. Was it appropriate for him to take a master?

“Brother Feng is actually the revered master of the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince! This… this can’t be true, can it?” Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing both looked stupefied, their minds already stirring with a huge storm.

“Imperial Prince, didn’t I tell you? Don’t call me master in front of so many people; it’s so embarrassing,” Feng Wuchen said helplessly.

“Status is irrelevant; the capable one assumes the role. Master should not be concerned about this,” Situ Zhentian replied with respect, not daring to show any hint of the Imperial Prince’s demeanor in front of Feng Wuchen.

Yang Tianxian added, “Master is a divine being; we naturally must respect and not neglect him.”

Feng Wuchen really didn’t know what to say, but now that the various powers of Yunzhou were aware, he didn’t add anything further, taking their responses as a silent acknowledgment.

Yang Tianxian felt a secret thrill in his heart, realizing that Feng Wuchen had no choice but to take him as his disciple.

“Master, the Emperor wishes to see you. When do you have time to visit the royal family?” Yang Tianxian continued.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, “Let’s talk about this another time. I don’t have much time, and there are many things I need to deal with. In three months, it will be my father’s fiftieth birthday, and I also need to make a trip back to the academy. I’ve already promised the dean that I’ll go back to the Imperial Capital when I can.”

Though Feng Wuchen neither agreed nor refused, Yang Tianxian dared not press the matter.

However, the words about the fiftieth birthday stuck in the minds of Yang Tianxian and Situ Zhentian.

As everyone regained their senses, their faces still showed shock.

Su Yuanshan felt inwardly fortunate that he had submitted, knowing that Situ Zhentian would have been the first to kill him otherwise!

The revered master of the State Preceptor and the Imperial Prince—what a fearsome status that was!

In the Yanhuo Empire, he would be second only to one, and above tens of thousands!

Looking towards the major powers, Feng Wuchen spoke indifferently, “Since you have all submitted to me, I don’t care whether or not you are sincere, but I must remind you not to regret it.”

“Rest assured, Grand Commander, we harbor no second thoughts!” the crowd replied in unison, with reverence.

“Whoever dares to send assassins against the Grand Commander in the future, do not blame this prince for being ruthless!” Situ Zhentian glared at the major powers as he thundered, his overwhelming presence sweeping out with an intimidating force.

“We wouldn’t dare!” everyone replied in terror.

Mu Yunshan then said, “From this day forth, whoever dares to be an enemy of the Grand Commander is an enemy of the Xuantian Sect.”

If Situ Zhentian’s words weren’t enough to deter them, then Mu Yunshan’s certainly were!

Mu Yunshan’s cultivation was second only to Mu Tianyun, stronger than both Situ Zhentian and Ye Cangqiong, firmly establishing him as a formidable force!

“You mustn’t doubt the energy behind my words,” Feng Wuchen said coldly.

“Rest assured, Grand Commander! If we dare betray you, let the heavens strike us with thunder!” the Palace Master of Tianxu Palace said in fear; they did not dare question Feng Wuchen’s words.

“We are absolutely loyal to the Grand Commander!” the higher-ups of the major powers declared one after another, all showing a resolved appearance of loyalty.

“You may all go back,” said Feng Wuchen, his tone light. He had achieved his goal, merely on a superficial level. Whether the major powers were genuinely submissive was of little concern to him.

Even if it was only for appearance’s sake, at least the matter was resolved for now.

Of course, not all were mere appearances; perhaps some powers truly submitted, for Feng Wuchen’s position was too terrifying to ignore.

Moreover, in the hearts of the soldiers of Sky Shadow cavalry and the Black Flag Army, Feng Wuchen’s position was exceptionally esteemed. As long as he made a request, no matter what it was, they would carry it out without any hesitation.

“Yes!” The senior leaders of various major powers took their leave, and the heavy stones that hung in their hearts were finally set down.

They had been worried that Feng Wuchen would use some brutal methods to punish or deal with them. Those who had sent assassins to kill Feng Wuchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they would have certainly died if they had slipped up in their speech.

The long spear of Huanyang was not something to take lightly; it could certainly claim a life with a single thrust.

The appearance of the Sky Shadow Cavalry and the Black Flag Army, merely cleaning out two powers, caused many forces in Yunzhou to tremble with fear.

The presence of Ye Cangqiong, the State Preceptor, and the royal princes only made the last line of defense for the major powers collapse.

To subdue all the major forces of Yunzhou was as easy as turning over one’s hand, something Feng Wuchen hadn’t anticipated to go so smoothly.

“Grand Commander, I believe that after this, they will not dare to offend the Grand Commander again,” Ye Cangqiong spoke up. With the Empire’s three titans intervening, he truly didn’t believe they wouldn’t be able to keep the Yunzhou powers in check.

“That would be for the best,” Feng Wuchen nodded.

“Grand Commander, in these past few months, I have used your methods to train a group of soldiers with very significant results. I believe that with the Grand Commander’s methods, we can definitely train even more elite soldiers!” Ye Cangqiong became more and more excited as he spoke.

Yang Tianxian laughed, “Indeed, the Emperor himself went to watch the training and could not stop praising it.”

Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, “Great General, you must be quite tired.”

Glancing at the Sky Shadow Cavalry and the Black Flag Army, Feng Wuchen said, “Don’t let the soldiers who come after you surpass you.”

“Rest assured, Grand Commander! They will definitely not have the chance!” Huanyang was the first to declare confidently, and the soldiers shouted in agreement, full of confidence.

Mu Tianyun and the others could not help but envy them, but in a few months’ time, Feng Wuchen would also help the Xuantian Sect train a group of talented disciples.

They were looking forward to it, curious about the methods Feng Wuchen would use for the training.

Chu Wuheng had already ordered a feast to be prepared; with the rare visit from the State Preceptor, the royal princes, and the Great General, he would not miss the opportunity.

After the banquet, Yang Tianxian and the others returned to the Imperial Capital.

As Feng Wuchen left, he handed over the prepared items to Huanyang, which were techniques for instantaneous movement.

Departing from Tiandu, Feng Wuchen, along with Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing, went back to the Liu family first, and afterward headed for Tian Yun Mountain!

Time was running short, and Feng Wuchen planned to spend the next few months practicing his cultivation in Tian Yun Mountain, improving as much as he could.

As his cultivation became stronger, the difficulty of practicing also increased.

The essence of the Blood Hoof Spirit and the Bi Jing Kuang Lion were both exhausted, and Feng Wuchen no longer had other heavenly treasures to assist in his cultivation, so the speed of his cultivation would be much slower.

Without any heavenly treasures, Feng Wuchen could only rely on elixirs to enhance the speed of his cultivation.

Arriving at a valley in Tian Yun Mountain, the first thing Feng Wuchen did was to refine the Tongxuan Pills; these could help Transformative Realm practitioners improve their cultivation speed, with effects significantly stronger than those of the Golden Spirit Pill.

“Such strong flames, they belong to an Alchemist, and the aura of the fire is very peculiar, absolutely not something that Beast Fire or Samadhi True Fire can compare with.” Just as Feng Wuchen was in the middle of alchemy, not far from the valley, a young man dressed in white brocade expressed his amazement.

The young man was very curious about which flames could be so terrifying; judging from his ability to discern the power of Feng Wuchen’s flames, he seemed to have quite a research interest in them.

“Someone’s approaching! Be careful!” Feng Wuchen, who was engaged in alchemy, suddenly frowned and spoke, sensing the presence before the person arrived.

Liu Qingyang, who was practicing his cultivation, abruptly opened his eyes and said angrily, “So someone has come to assassinate us, huh?”

It had only been a day since the last incident, and today someone had arrived!

“Brother Liu, don’t be impulsive; we don’t know who it is yet,” Miao Qingqing said gravely.

“Transformative Realm Seventh Level! The aura is extraordinary, and their strength is very mighty!” Feng Wuchen declared.

“Transformative Realm Seventh Level?” Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyang disdainfully said, “With Brother Feng’s strength, it doesn’t matter if they’re Transformative Realm Seventh Level or even Ninth Level, they’re sure to die!”

“He’s an Artifact Refiner! A Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner! This person’s identity is probably not simple,” Feng Wuchen continued.

In no time, a figure leapt from a mountaintop, arriving at the valley with astonishing speed; a few bounds brought him close.

“Wow! To think that amidst such complex forests, there’s such a beautiful valley!” The young man in white exclaimed in surprise as he looked around.

Finally, his gaze settled on Feng Wuchen and the others, offering them a simple glance before his eyes rested on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen and the others were also surprised. They hadn’t expected that a Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner would be a young man of similar age!

“Who are you?” Liu Qingyang asked coldly, eyeing the man in white warily.

The man in white didn’t pay any attention to the question and, looking at Feng Wuchen, said, “The flame just now felt very powerful; may I ask what it was? Can you tell me?”

Feng Wuchen replied with a question, “Who are you? What are you doing here? If there’s nothing else, please leave immediately.”

“Do you want a beating, kid? You’re answering my question with another question,” the man in white replied, displeased and ready to throw a punch.

“Hmph! Be careful not to get yourself killed!” Liu Qingyang sneered, feeling schadenfreude.

“So if I win against you, you’ll tell me? But I’ll break your legs!” the white-clad man shouted angrily, his extremely fierce True Yuan force bursting forth, the powerful Qi Force sweeping out like a ferocious storm.