Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 872 - 863 Auspicious Cloud

"Friendship battle?"

Upon hearing Zhou Jing’s words, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but frown slightly.

The crowd fell silent; not a single person spoke. Clearly, they too were curious how Mo Wangchen would respond to Zhou Jing’s challenge.

Today’s gathering was filled with heavenly talents and monsters, and evidently, everyone was eager to see something happen.

"What, we seldom gather like this, and recently Brother Mo has been renowned throughout Yang City. Why not take advantage of everyone being here today for a friendly battle with me?" Zhou Jing said again, seeing Mo Wangchen remain silent. He was trying to provoke Mo Wangchen into action.

Clearly, if Mo Wangchen refused his challenge, he would at most be labeled as cowardly, but if he accepted, it would undoubtedly be the situation Zhou Jing most wanted to see.

Though it’s called a friendship battle, when it comes to actual fighting, blades have no eyes, and he couldn’t guarantee that accidents wouldn’t happen.

This was Zhou Jing’s ultimate goal!

"Brother Mo."

Beside Mo Wangchen, Tian Xinzhi frowned and glanced at him, shaking her head. Clearly, Tian Xinzhi didn’t want to see Mo Wangchen and Zhou Jing fight.

Their biggest rivals were Tang Yongming and Leng Yun. Before the Auspicious Cloud manifested the Divine Charm Dao Pattern, they shouldn’t waste unnecessary energy here.

"Heh, Brother Zhou, since the other party is unwilling to give face, why force him? Besides, with your status, he’s not necessarily qualified to fight you."

Beside Zhou Jing, Tang Yongming fanned the flames. In fact, he too would love to see Zhou Jing teach Mo Wangchen a lesson.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mo Wangchen remained silent for quite a while. Faced with the words of Zhou Jing and Tang Yongming, he hadn’t said a word from start to finish.

Finally, he just shook his head and said, "I’m... not interested in fighting you."

There was no intent to accept the challenge, nor was there a hint of timidity. Mo Wangchen’s response was disinterest.

The meaning was obvious—he had no interest in Zhou Jing; the opponent wasn’t worth Zhou Jing’s action.

These words left the surrounding crowd momentarily stunned; they hadn’t expected Mo Wangchen to respond to Zhou Jing in this way.

"Interesting. If this person isn’t arrogant, then he genuinely has no intention of fighting Zhou Jing."

"Zhou Jing is the senior disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, at the Peak of Void Immortal Realm Middle Stage cultivation, capable of contending with late-stage experts. Among the crowd present, how many can outmatch Zhou Jing? Mo Wangchen’s aura seems only to be at the Void Immortal Realm Early Stage; how could he possibly be Zhou Jing’s opponent?"

The crowd discussed, each holding different views.

Someone sneered, "Putting it nicely, he’s not interested; saying it bluntly, he’s just afraid to make a move."

"Doesn’t he consider who Zhou Jing is? The current senior disciple of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, a super genius destined to achieve the Saint Heir position in the future. Tang Yongming did have a point—not everyone is qualified to fight him."

"Are you afraid?" Amidst the discussions, Zhou Jing, with a cold sneer, looked at Mo Wangchen.

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Mo Wangchen shook his head, his words full of indifference, completely indifferent to the surrounding crowd’s views of him.

"Heh, say whatever you want. Today, in front of the heavenly talents of the world, you’ve refused my challenge. Whether you’re scared of fighting or truly not interested in me, everyone knows deep down."

Zhou Jing sneered, continuing to use verbal mockery, but he too realized that today, Mo Wangchen really wouldn’t accept his challenge. After his words fell, Zhou Jing returned to his seat.

"Everyone..."

At this point, Leng Yun, who hadn’t spoken all this while, finally stepped forward.

He sighed, scanning the crowd with his gaze before speaking, "We are all members of the Xuanwu Alliance. We should assist each other and grow together. The talents among the Seven Alliances are numerous, and today has long formed a great era. I hope we can unite against external forces rather than fight internally."

"Between the Seven Alliances lies the Endless Sea of Death. Without a teleportation array, cultivators could hardly come and go in their lifetime. In the current era of the Xuanwu Alliance, among the younger generation, only the Xuan Emperor has ventured to other Martial Alliances. I’ve heard Brother Leng discussed the evolution of laws with the Emperor. Did you ask him about the other six alliances at that time?" The crowd bore curious looks, their eyes wholly focused on Leng Yun.

Mo Wangchen was also intrigued, surprised that Leng Yun had actually discussed the evolution of laws with the Xuan Emperor.

In the entire Xuanwu Alliance, within the younger generation of talents, the Xuan Emperor was undoubtedly the most exceptional existence and the most mysterious figure among the younger generation of the Xuanwu Alliance.

The Emperor is the son of the Holy Emperor, with a prestigious status, needless to say.

"In years past, the Emperor sought the Great Dao, traveling throughout the Seven Alliances, gone for seven years. It wasn’t until three years ago that he returned. I was fortunate to receive the Emperor’s invitation, discussing laws together. Before leaving, the Emperor said that the monsters of the six alliances were beyond our imagination."

"This is a great era, a day of eruption is inevitable, and in comparison to the other six alliances, our Xuanwu Alliance seems somewhat weak overall. If we continue to be trapped in old grievances and internal strife, the day we encounter talents from the other six alliances, we will certainly be the ones to suffer."

Leng Yun concluded his words, poured himself a cup of wine, and drank it down deeply, with an apparent feeling of anxiety.

The crowd was silent; the entire Daluo Heaven Realm was vast beyond measure, and many people spend their entire lives only within one Martial Alliance.

Today, none of these young talents present had ventured out of the Xuanwu Alliance—not because they were unwilling, but because many things simply weren’t under their control.

Talents are always the most treasured assets of each powerful force, not allowed to be lost. The world beyond the Xuanwu Alliance is too expansive; before these talents can fully mature, the forces behind them naturally dare not loosen the reins and let them soar freely.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, amidst the crowd’s silence, a muffled explosion like a clear sky thunderbolt rolled down from above.

Everyone’s expression changed instantly, their eyes swiftly looking upwards, "What’s happening?"

Only to see the sky turn gloomy, the white clouds hanging above were entirely dyed a fiery golden color.

An invisible, surging grand momentum churned the void. Then, as they watched, the void seemed torn by a giant hand and a white cloud extended out from the rift.

Compared to the surrounding clouds dyed fiery yellow, the white cloud emerging from the rift appeared exceptionally unique.

It seemed to be a glimmering star in the darkness, with an intangible force of sanctity quietly spreading. In the next moment, the entire crowd within the Divine King Valley erupted in excitement.

"The Auspicious Cloud has manifested!"

PS: Only one update today, I’m currently on the train heading to Shanghai for the Advanced Web Literature Training Class, ending on the 27th.

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