Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1410: Chapter 1409: First Encounter with Lin Tianjiu

“Hmm? This is the Crystal Bead! The Heavenly Dao Life Chart!”

While flipping through Gu Xingfeng’s Storage Ring, Feng Wuchen accidentally saw a familiar Crystal Bead, which turned out to be the Crystal Bead that sealed the Heavenly Dao Life Chart!

“Why is the Crystal Bead in Gu Xingfeng’s hands?” Feng Wuchen wondered secretly.

“It seems Emperor Ling ordered Gu Xingfeng to find the Heavenly Dao Life Chart. The Heavenly Dao Life Chart seems to be destined for me.” Feng Wuchen speculated quietly.

Looking at the Crystal Bead, Feng Wuchen said happily, “If I can find this second piece of the Heavenly Dao Life Chart, then I will have a complete Life Chart, and I will be able to cultivate the full magical technique. By that time, my cultivation speed will definitely be terrifying.”

“This trip to the Nether Domain truly wasn’t a waste.” Feng Wuchen smiled and, after sweeping clean, found a quiet place nearby to heal.

In the Ninth Level of the Qiankun Tower’s Seventh Layer space, it only took half a day for Feng Wuchen to recover fully.

“Let’s make a trip to the Shengxian Village.” Exiting the Ninth Level Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen flew towards Shengxian Village.

Feng Wuchen’s purpose in going to Shengxian Village was to win over Shengxian Village.

Passing through Qingfeng City, Feng Wuchen took a short rest at a tavern in the city.

The waiter led Feng Wuchen to the second floor. Feng Wuchen glanced around and found all seats occupied except for the spot near the balcony. He then said, “That one will do.”

“It’s already this hour, and the Ninth Young Master hasn’t come; I guess he won’t be coming today. Please, sir.” The waiter hesitated slightly, then respectfully served.

The second floor indeed had no openings, except for the balcony spot.

“Ninth Young Master?” Feng Wuchen glanced at the waiter, guessing it was a special spot reserved for some prominent figure.

“He is the Young City Lord of Qingfeng City, rest assured, the Young City Lord is very nice, no problem.” The waiter said politely.

Feng Wuchen nodded slightly, paying it no mind.

“Who is that boy? Doesn’t he know that’s for the Ninth Young Master?”

“Truly unaware of heaven and earth, even daring to sit in the Ninth Young Master’s spot.”

“That lad must have come from elsewhere.”

The cultivators on the second floor whispered, but none went to stop Feng Wuchen.

“The Ninth Young Master is here!” As the crowd murmured, a voice came from downstairs.

The cultivators on the second floor, hearing that the Ninth Young Master had arrived, all looked at Feng Wuchen mockingly, waiting to see him embarrassed.

Feng Wuchen sat down, took a sip of tea, and a voice sounded beside him.

“Are you alone, brother?” As Feng Wuchen was drinking tea, a young man asked politely.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the nobly dressed man, guessing he was the Ninth Young Master the waiter had mentioned, and nodded slightly.

Apart from the young man, there were two men and a young woman with him. The woman was flamboyantly beautiful, with a stunning figure, while the two men were not to be understated, being Young Lords of two families in Qingfeng City.

But the faces of these two men and the woman were very unpleasant, staring at Feng Wuchen with extreme disdain.

“I am Lin Tianjiu, may I know your name, brother?” The well-dressed young man introduced himself politely, observing Feng Wuchen.

Lin Tianjiu wore a luxurious white satin, had an elegant appearance, fair skin, and long hair draping over his shoulders, exuding the air of a gentleman.

Lin Tianjiu was the Young City Lord of Qingfeng City, of noble status, his cultivation reaching the late stage of Heavenly Monarch, arguably the top genius of Qingfeng City.

“Feng Wuchen,” Feng Wuchen answered simply.

“Don’t you get up? Who allowed you to sit here? Is this your place?” As soon as Lin Tianjiu finished speaking, a snobby young woman in red shouted at Feng Wuchen with disdain.

The words of the red-clothed woman were extremely harsh, enough to incite anyone’s anger.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen glanced at the red-clothed woman.

The other two men were about to speak but were stopped by Lin Tianjiu. Lin Tianjiu sternly scolded, “Third Sister, do not be rude!”

With Lin Tianjiu’s reprimand, Third Sister finally fell silent, yet still glaring intensely at Feng Wuchen.

The cultivators on the second floor were surprised, thinking the Ninth Young Master was being exceedingly polite.

“Ninth Young Master is usually not so easy to talk to!”

“What’s going on? Why is the Ninth Young Master being so polite to that lad?”

The cultivators on the second floor were baffled.

“Brother Feng, Third Sister is straightforward, can’t control her words, hope you don’t mind.” Lin Tianjiu apologized courteously.

“No problem.” Lin Tianjiu’s politeness made Feng Wuchen somewhat like him.

“Ninth Young Master, sorry, I thought you wouldn’t make it, so I let this gentleman take the seat.” The waiter serving the dishes quickly explained.

“It’s fine.” Lin Tianjiu responded with a mild smile.

The waiter set down the food and withdrew.

“Sorry for taking your seat, if you don’t mind, please join me for a meal.” Feng Wuchen smiled mildly.

“Who cares? Just look at what you’ve ordered! Look at your poor appearance!” Third Sister held nothing but contempt for Feng Wuchen, never missing a chance to disparage.

But as soon as Third Sister spoke, Lin Tianjiu cheerfully said, “If it’s like this, then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

Lin Tianjiu sat down directly, entirely unreserved.

“Brother Lin!” Third Sister was immediately displeased upon hearing Lin Tianjiu, complaining, “Brother Lin, given your status, how can you sit with him? We need to hurry to Shengxian Village!”

“Indeed, Brother Lin, it’s beneath your status.” Another man responded, evidently also looking down on Feng Wuchen.

“Kid, you’d better leave at once, or this Young Master won’t be kind to you!” Another man threatened Feng Wuchen.

“Shut up! Sit down!” Lin Tianjiu suddenly shouted, his gaze sweeping over, silencing the three who obediently sat down.

“Brother Feng, terribly sorry, these three… alas, let’s say no more.” Lin Tianjiu sighed with regret and shook his head.

Lin Tianjiu raised his wine cup with a faint smile, saying, “I can see brother Feng is not from Qingfeng City, may I know where brother Feng hails from?”

“Spirit Domain, Spirit Capital.” Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.

“I see.” Lin Tianjiu nodded, then smiled, “Come, a toast to brother Feng.”

“This person hides deeply, unable to discern his cultivation depth, with no energy fluctuations, a calm gaze showing he’s no ordinary person. This one is not simple, his cultivation may not be below mine.” Lin Tianjiu pondered secretly.

Third Sister and the two Young Lords continuously glared at Feng Wuchen with eyes filled with disdain and contempt, utterly looking down on him.

“Feng Wuchen, is it? Which faction are you with?” A Young Lord asked with Yin and Yang indifference, full of cold arrogance.

“Spirit Domain Dragon Temple.” Feng Wuchen answered.

“Dragon God Temple?” Third Sister sneered, “Hmph! Never heard of it, Dragon God Temple, you really think you’re from the Dragon God Clan? Who are you trying to scare?”