Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 39 - 0: Initial Encounter with Mu Tianyun

Chapter 39: Chapter 039: Initial Encounter with Mu Tianyun

The body of the Supreme, with its powerful practitioners, can be said to fully compensate for those cultivators who lack innate talent, and is absolutely considered to be a miraculous body technique.

Feng Wuchen cursed himself for not having discovered earlier such a terrifying Supreme body technique. If the people of his family were to cultivate it, their strength would absolutely skyrocket.

However, considering that the Feng family is still very weak, Feng Wuchen let it go, deciding that he must not let others become suspicious before he becomes stronger, or else his family would face great disaster.

After the excitement passed, Feng Wuchen continued to practice his martial techniques, aiming to at least get the selected martial techniques to an elementary level, as this would greatly enhance his combat capabilities.

In the deep mountains outside Shuiyun City, Feng Wuchen had spent more than ten days, and he had already trained the selected martial techniques to an elementary level.

As long as he practiced diligently in the future, he would definitely be able to unleash the true power of the martial techniques.

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“Third Layer Heaven’s Wrath Palm!”

In the depths of the mountains, a low shout suddenly rang out, and a powerful force spread out, as Feng Wuchen’s palm struck a tree trunk as thick as a water barrel.

“Bang!”

A single palm struck the tree, causing a loud explosion, with the tree breaking on the spot and wood chips flying everywhere.

“With just a small accomplishment, it already has such great power. It seems I have chosen the right martial technique! If this is the power of Profound Grade, Earth Rank is even more formidable,” Feng Wuchen said with a joyous smile.

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen produced the Fiery Blade, urged on by the power of the Dragon God’s Breath, the sword immediately ignited with a cyan flame, and fierce and violent Sword Qi pervaded the air.

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“Illusionary Sword Technique! Illusionary Ruination of Heaven and Earth!”

Feng Wuchen stomped his foot, soaring high into the air, and with a fierce shout, the Fiery Blade swept out.

“Swoosh!”

A stream of Sword Qi, carrying a cyan flame and accompanied by a sonic boom, flew through the air, severing several trees as thick as water barrels along its path.

Looking at such powerful Sword Qi, Feng Wuchen smiled wryly and said, “True Qi indeed cannot compare with True Yuan, it’s still very strenuous to use. Once I step into the Transformative Realm, the Dragon God’s Breath should unleash its true power, and then I’ll be able to wield it at will.”

The Transformative Realm was still far away, but for Feng Wuchen, it wasn’t a problem at all.

Having stayed in the mountains for ten days and having eaten all his stored food, Feng Wuchen rested briefly before heading towards Shuiyun City.

Feng Wuchen’s speed was extremely fast; amidst the dense forests, he moved like an agile monkey.

All of this was a miraculous effect of the Supreme body, and it was just the beginning; when cultivated to perfection, it would undoubtedly be terrifying.

Upon entering Shuiyun City and having his fill of food and drink, Feng Wuchen left the city.

Shuiyun City was just a temporary stopping place for him.

Feng Wuchen left this time with the intention to cultivate and toughen himself on the journey, not caring where he went.

After traveling for several days, Feng Wuchen arrived at the central region of Yunzhou, Tiandu.

Tiandu was an extremely vast capital in Yunzhou, bustling with people and teeming with powerful individuals.

Adorned in black brocade, Feng Wuchen strolled through the streets of Tiandu, curiously looking around. His handsome and composed demeanor also attracted many admiring glances from young women.

Feng Wuchen had a purpose for coming to Tiandu; on his way, he had learned that Tiandu had an auction house teeming with treasures, which was why he had come straight here.

Feng Wuchen wanted to break through to the Transformative Realm as soon as possible, and in addition to Elixirs, he knew that heavenly and earthly treasures were indispensable.

Consuming too many Elixirs could also lead to certain side effects. Therefore, even though Qi Gathering Pills could help Qi Refining Realm practitioners to advance by one layer, Feng Wuchen did not want to rely too much on Elixirs.

Relying solely on Elixirs for cultivation advancement could raise one’s realm, but if the foundation wasn’t solid, it would be difficult to harness the corresponding realm’s true strength.

Heavenly and earthly treasures were nurtured by the world itself, containing incredibly pure energy without any impurities; they were the treasures among treasures for cultivation.

Feng Wuchen arrived at a tavern in Tiandu named Drunk Cloud Pavilion.

After so many days of traveling, Feng Wuchen was very hungry.

Drunk Cloud Pavilion was bustling with customers, all of whom were drinking and eating heartily, creating an atmosphere full of merriment.

Feng Wuchen casually ordered a few dishes and began to eat with relish, muttering to himself, “Fourth Rank Alchemist, with Soul Power almost similar to Zhenyuntian, yet his strength is quite formidable.”

On the second floor of the tavern, an elderly man with white hair was observing Feng Wuchen, smiling faintly, “This young man is no ordinary person; his Soul Power is very robust.”

“Grandfather, is he an Alchemist?” asked a young man sitting beside the old man.

The old man nodded and said, “Yes, and he is about to break through to Second Grade Alchemist. To have such a realm at such a young age shows that he is an alchemy genius, and also a cultivation prodigy. At such an age, he’s already at the Fifth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm. It’s hard to tell whose disciple he is.”

“No wonder you’ve been watching him ever since he came in,” the young man said, understanding, himself only a year or two older than Feng Wuchen.

The old man smiled faintly and added, “This young man’s aura is also extraordinary. Having seen countless people, it’s extremely rare for me to come across such a young person.”

It seemed that Feng Wuchen had long been aware of someone watching him, but he pretended not to know.

“Sect Master, he must not be from Tiandu,” said a middle-aged man respectfully beside the old man.

The old man, known as the Sect Master, nodded and said with a smile, “Bai Ming, go invite him up.”

“Yes!” Bai Ming responded respectfully and went downstairs.

“Grandfather, why are you looking for him?” the young man asked curiously, seeming somewhat displeased.

The elder did not speak, his gaze still surveying Feng Wuchen.

Bai Ming approached Feng Wuchen’s table and said with a courteous smile, “I am Bai Ming. Young brother, the old Sect Master invites you to have a seat upstairs.”

Bai Ming’s cultivation was not weak—he was at the Yuandan Realm Third Layer, and his power was formidable.

“Old Sect Master?” Feng Wuchen was slightly startled, glanced at Bai Ming, then looked up again at the white-haired elder on the second floor.

Bai Ming nodded and smiled, “Xuantian Sect.”

In the Empire, Xuantian Sect was considered a major force, although it was not as strong as Tianyun Sect, it was still not to be trifled with.

In Yunzhou, Xuantian Sect was the strongest existence, with no power daring to offend it.

Feng Wuchen had naturally heard of the mighty sect forces of the Empire.

However, Feng Wuchen had not realized that the white-haired elder was the old Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, and moreover, as a Sect Master, he was actually visiting a tavern!

Still, Feng Wuchen did not refuse. After all, Xuantian Sect was the most powerful presence in Yunzhou; not to show courtesy would be too arrogant, wouldn’t it?

Feng Wuchen went up to the second floor, where the elder courteously ushered him into a private room.

“May I know what the elder wishes to speak with me about?” Feng Wuchen asked as soon as he sat down.

The elder smiled faintly and asked, “I am Mu Yuntian. May I know how to address this young brother?”

“Feng Wuchen,” Feng Wuchen replied with a smile.

Mu Yuntian smiled slightly and praised, “So young, yet possessing such cultivation, with a soul power so robust—it’s evident you are an extraordinary genius.”

“Elder flatters me. My modest skills cannot compare to that of the Elder’s Fourth Rank Alchemist prowess,” Feng Wuchen said humbly.

“Not arrogant or haughty, nor servile or overbearing; even when facing me, he remains so calm and composed—it’s indeed not simple,” praised Mu Yuntian inwardly.

“It seems you are not from Yunzhou, may I ask where you hail from? Are you a student of Tianyan Academy?” Mu Yuntian inquired.

“No, I come from Wushuang City in Tianzhou,” Feng Wuchen replied readily.

“So you’re from Tianzhou,” nodded Mu Yuntian with a smile, “Meeting is fate; arriving new to Yunzhou, you may inevitably encounter some troubles. Should you face any difficulties, feel free to seek me out at Xuantian Sect.”

“Thank you, Elder,” Feng Wuchen expressed his gratitude, sensing that Mu Yuntian was a person who valued talent, eager to assist him and also interested in drawing Feng Wuchen into the Xuantian Sect.

Unfortunately, Feng Wuchen had never considered joining any forces.

With the memory of the Evil Dragon, Feng Wuchen simply did not need to rely on others; he needed only to rely on himself.

The young man by Mu Yuntian’s side looked very displeased, but he did not dare to say much. He was still quite afraid of his grandfather.

Just when Mu Yuntian wanted to say something else, his old face suddenly changed, twisting in extreme pain as his body trembled violently.

Bai Ming and the young man’s faces turned pale with panic.

“The old Sect Master’s fire poison is acting up,” Bai Ming exclaimed in alarm, hastily taking an elixir from his Storage Ring to administer to Mu Yuntian.

“The Yinhan Pill!” Feng Wuchen said, slightly surprised.

“You know about the Yinhan Pill?” the young man asked in surprise, looking toward Feng Wuchen.

The Yinhan Pill was a Fourth Rank elixir, and Feng Wuchen was merely a First Grade Alchemist—how could he know about the Yinhan Pill? This surprised him greatly.

“The Yinhan Pill is an extremely cold substance, indeed capable of suppressing fire poison, but it cannot expel it. Moreover, it will cause cold poison to form in the body. If it were not for the elder’s profound cultivation to suppress the cold poison, I’m afraid he would have lost his life by now,” Feng Wuchen stated calmly, then proceeded to Mu Yuntian’s side.

“As expected of an alchemy prodigy, your understanding of the Yinhan Pill is thorough, and your mastery of the Alchemy Dao is not shallow.” Mu Yuntian laughed weakly, his face very pale, clearly showing the fire poison’s painful torment.

“The elder should refrain from speaking,” Feng Wuchen said with a gentle smile, deciding to lend a hand in gratitude for Mu Yuntian’s earlier kindness.

With swift movements, Feng Wuchen made complex and profound gestures behind Mu Yuntian’s back, smooth and without hesitation.

Bai Ming and the young man looked on puzzled, not understanding what Feng Wuchen was doing.

“This…” Mu Yuntian’s face suddenly changed dramatically, filled with shock.

Mu Yuntian could feel the fire poison in his body being suppressed instantly and spreading along the meridians in his arms, dark threads surfacing on his arms and eventually turning into wisps of black gas that dissipated.

Black gas emanated all over Mu Yuntian’s body, looking both eerie and frightening, causing Bai Ming and the other to retreat in terror.

Bai Ming and the young man were stunned beyond words.

“This is… fire poison!” Mu Yuntian was astounded, staring in disbelief at the dispersing black gas as the fire poison was so easily expelled from his body.

What Mu Yuntian found even more unbelievable was that all it took were a few presses on his back from Feng Wuchen to have such a terrifying effect!

“It’s miraculous!” Mu Yuntian was immensely shocked, promptly channeling his True Yuan to further expel the fire poison.

In just a moment, Mu Yuntian felt as though he had grown ten years younger, with the fire poison that had accumulated in his body for years being expelled by a large amount!

“It’s hard to believe,” Mu Yuntian said, with a stunned expression, as if this was the most miraculous thing he had ever witnessed in his life.