Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1683: Chapter 1682: Probing

“I want a bottle of Low-grade Shenxuan Powder!”

“One Supreme Divine Spirit Stone, or one hundred High-grade Divine Spirit Stones!”

“Give me two bottles of Super Shenxuan Powder! I have four Supreme Divine Spirit Stones!”

“I want two bottles of Low-grade Shenxuan Powder!”

“I want some too…”

In the chamber of commerce hall, numerous cultivators lined up to buy, making it extremely busy.

Even though the Shenxuan Powder is expensive, many people still rush to buy it, mostly from clans and families in power. Even ordinary cultivators can buy Low-grade Shenxuan Powder with a hundred High-grade Divine Spirit Stones.

“I want all of today’s remaining Shenxuan Powder.”

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, as a young man entered with more than a dozen people, his stride full of arrogance.

“Want it all? Who’s so bold? There’s more than a hundred bottles of Super Shenxuan Powder, and several hundred bottles of Low-grade!”

“I think he’s here to cause trouble, who dares to make a scene in the chamber’s business?”

“It’s the young lord of Saint Cloud Hall, Chu Zhentian! He actually came in person!”

“It’s Young Lord Chu Zhentian! If Young Lord Chu buys them all, then what will we buy?”

After realizing who came, everyone in the hall couldn’t help but exclaim, filled with trepidation, as if they had seen a plague, they all hesitantly stepped back.

The visitor was Chu Zhentian, the young lord of Saint Cloud Hall, clad in luxurious white satin, his looks fairly handsome, possessing a gentlemanly demeanor.

“Could I trouble you to bring out the Chief Alchemist, I wish to have a word with him,” Chu Zhentian politely smiled at a maid.

“Please wait a moment, Young Lord Chu.” The maid respectfully replied and went to notify Xu Feng.

In a short while, the maid returned and respectfully said, “Young Lord Chu, the Chief said it’s not for sale.”

“What? Not for sale?” The smile on Chu Zhentian’s face suddenly froze, he couldn’t believe his ears.

The chamber sells Shenxuan Powder, Chu Zhentian buying it, is there anything wrong with that?

But why won’t Xu Feng sell?

The maid respectfully explained, “The Chief said there isn’t much Shenxuan Powder, Young Lord Chu may buy, but not all of it. At most, ten bottles can be sold to Young Lord Chu, otherwise others won’t get a chance to buy any. We ask for Young Lord Chu’s understanding.”

“What sort of logic is this? Does the chamber’s business need to depend on whether others can buy it or not? And why are you targeting us at Saint Cloud Hall?” Chu Zhentian’s face suddenly darkened.

“Young Lord Chu, you misunderstand, the chamber is not targeting anyone, it’s just that there’s not much Shenxuan Powder. If sold entirely to Young Lord Chu, others won’t get any, which is obviously unfair to them. Furthermore, this isn’t the Chief’s decision, but the person who concocts the Shenxuan Powder.” The maid replied respectfully.

Upon hearing the maid’s words, everyone in the hall couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, secretly grateful to the person concocting the Shenxuan Powder.

“…” Chu Zhentian was left speechless.

Though Saint Cloud Hall is a major force, they wouldn’t dare offend the person who concocts the Shenxuan Powder, otherwise, they’d never get a single bottle.

Who the alchemist concocting the Shenxuan Powder is remains a mystery, and no one dares to investigate.

However, many speculate it’s often the presence of Feng Daren at the chamber.

Chu Zhentian’s expression was extremely gloomy, but he couldn’t do anything about it, he could only obediently purchase ten bottles of Shenxuan Powder.

“Quickly find out who this alchemist is! If I can’t buy Shenxuan Powder, neither will he be at peace! Hmph!” Exiting the chamber doors, Chu Zhentian commanded grimly.

“Yes, Young Lord!” A person respectfully replied.

Just about to enter the chamber, Feng Wuchen happened to overhear Chu Zhentian’s words, giving a glance at the furious Chu Zhentian leaving.

“The Young Lord of Saint Cloud Hall, and for no reason, I’ve made an enemy.” Feng Wuchen helplessly shook his head.

“Hmm?” Feng Wuchen, in helplessness, suddenly furrowed his brow, seemingly having sensed something, he thought, “Who’s watching me? Is it the Wushuang Divine Palace?”

“Indeed not simple, such keen eyes and powerful perception.” The mysterious person in the shadows praised.

“It shouldn’t be the Wushuang Divine Palace, they wouldn’t suspect me this soon.” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, unable to figure out who might be monitoring him.

“Swoosh!”

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed by Feng Wuchen, vanishing without a trace at an unimaginably high speed.

“Meet me in the forest outside Moyun City.” A hoarse voice sounded in Feng Wuchen’s ear.

“Five-Star Divine King!” Feng Wuchen slightly frowned and immediately pursued, deploying his movement technique, flashing from side to side, disappearing into the street.

Feng Wuchen was eager to know who was watching him.

Where Feng Wuchen passed, a whirlwind swept through.

“Bastard! Are you blind?”

Not far away, Chu Zhentian and his party shouted in anger.

“Hmph! Do you think this Young Lord doesn’t exist? Or are you looking down on me?” Chu Zhentian, his anger not yet dissipated, surely felt provoked and immediately stomped the ground to chase.

Feng Wuchen quickly chased out of Moyun City, arriving at the nearby forest.

Feng Wuchen arrived just a moment before Chu Zhentian, who then flew in, accompanied by more than a dozen people from Saint Cloud Hall arriving in succession.

“Brat, you dared to challenge this Young Lord in public, you’ve got a death wish!” Chu Zhentian roared, with fierce eyes staring at Feng Wuchen’s back.

“Who might you be? Show yourself.” Feng Wuchen calmly asked, completely ignoring Chu Zhentian chasing behind him.

The mysterious person who lured Feng Wuchen here seemed to have no intention of revealing themselves.

“Unable to sense this person’s presence, he shouldn’t be from Saint Cloud Hall either.” Feng Wuchen slightly frowned.

“You’re courting death!” The humiliation of being ignored surged, Chu Zhentian grew increasingly furious, fiercely unleashing his Divine Element, roaring as he charged toward Feng Wuchen like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, with fierce and aggressive momentum.

Judging from this overwhelming strength, Chu Zhentian’s cultivation had reached Eight-star God Spirit, his fighting power far exceeding Feng Wuchen.

“Eight-star God Spirit!” Feng Wuchen, having sensed the danger, immediately leveraged his Divine Element to perform Instantaneous Movement and evade.

Feng Wuchen was merely at the Nine-Star God General level in cultivation, nowhere near a match for Chu Zhentian; confronting him would be a complete loss.

“What? Impossible! A mere Nine-Star God General, dodging? That’s impossible!” Chu Zhentian punched, only for Feng Wuchen to bizarrely vanish, leaving him utterly shocked.

“Dust, you are no match for him, quickly escape.” Tian Sha’s voice advised.

“Can’t you sense the Divine King either?” Feng Wuchen transmitted the inquiry.

“This person’s movement technique is extremely mysterious, I can’t sense his presence either,” Tian Sha replied in the same way.

“Surround him! Don’t let him escape!” Chu Zhentian shouted, as the disciples from Saint Cloud Hall rapidly moved in, surrounding Feng Wuchen from all directions.

“I think there’s a misunderstanding!” Feng Wuchen said in a deep voice.

“Misunderstanding, my ass! Kill him for me!” Chu Zhentian commanded angrily, feeling utterly humiliated by a Nine-Star God General evading his savage attack.