Dragon God Supreme

The Heavenly Realm consists of eight major territories, with countless mighty forces.

Aside from the transcendental powers under the rule of the eight Heavenly Emperors, numerous major forces and powerful families are also distributed throughout.

Though their strength may not be overwhelming, they possess deep foundations.

The deeper the foundations, the easier it is to cultivate a Heavenly Emperor expert.

Nurturing a Heavenly Emperor expert is no easy task; it requires substantial resources.

"Young master, you don't have that many crystal stones!" Seeing that Feng Wuchen was determined to go to the Zi Xian Pavilion, Nie Hanfeng quickly remarked.

Feng Wuchen grinned and said, "Do I look like someone who lacks crystal stones?"

"Yes!" Nie Hanfeng nodded without hesitation.

"..." Feng Wuchen couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Feng Wuchen indeed did not have fifty billion crystal stones. Among all the treasures he had gathered, Feng Wuchen didn't care much about crystal stones; he only had about thirty billion at most now.

"How much can an Immortal Decision scroll sell for?" Feng Wuchen asked.

Nie Hanfeng thought for a moment and said, "Immortal Decisions are rare and precious; at Zi Xian Pavilion, they should fetch several billion crystal stones. However, such treasures are rarely sold, and only Zi Xian Pavilion has any for sale, so their prices could be even higher."

Feng Wuchen nodded and said, "Alright, bring everyone here to cultivate. Use the heaven and earth treasures, spiritual liquid, and elixirs freely. Time is of the essence; have them quickly go into seclusion and train."

"Yes!" Nie Hanfeng replied respectfully.

Exiting the Ninth Layer Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen greeted Feng Zhengxiong and the others, then immediately set off for the Immortal Realm.

With Feng Wuchen's current First Heaven Emperor cultivation, traveling from the Ling Realm to the Immortal Realm would only take an instant.

Feng Wuchen was not unfamiliar with the Immortal Realm.

He headed straight to the Zi Xian Pavilion.

"In the ancient recipes recorded by the Dragon God Clan, I remember there is a very powerful divine-grade elixir. The Great Elder has studied it for years without any progress. Not only is the elixir extremely difficult to craft, but the ingredients are also extremely rare. I wonder if Zi Xian Pavilion will have these ingredients." While flying, Feng Wuchen muttered to himself.

In his previous life, the Dragon Venerable was not an Alchemist. The ancient recipe was something the Dragon Venerable stumbled upon while reading ancient texts and didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

"If that ancient elixir can be crafted, the cultivation of everyone in the Dragon God Palace and the Dragon God Clan would certainly advance by leaps and bounds." The more Feng Wuchen thought about it, the more excited he became, hoping Zi Xian Pavilion wouldn't disappoint him.

Of course, Feng Wuchen wasn't getting his hopes up too high, as the ingredients for such an elixir were exceedingly rare.

It could be considered a unique existence in the world.

Zi Xian Pavilion is located on the peak of Zi Yun in the northern Immortal Realm, its palace imposing and majestic, instilling awe.

Meanwhile, many large and small forces were distributed around Zi Yun Peak, making it the most prosperous area in the Immortal Realm.

Zi Yun City.

Walking alone on the city street, Feng Wuchen felt the crowd of experts gathered there. This was the only path to the Zi Xian Pavilion; anyone else attempting to fly up would have broken the rules of Zi Xian Pavilion and faced severe consequences.

"So many experts have gathered in Zi Yun City. Is there an auction happening soon?" Feng Wuchen thought to himself as he entered the city, sensing many strong auras.

All were of the level of Heavenly Emperors and Great Heavenly Emperors.

And Feng Wuchen was spot on; three days later, Zi Xian Pavilion would hold an auction!

After inquiring and confirming the auction, Feng Wuchen was extremely excited.

When Zi Xian Pavilion holds an auction, there are all kinds of rare treasures that never disappoint.

The auctions at Zi Xian Pavilion have never let anyone down.

With three days until the auction starts, Feng Wuchen wasn't in a hurry to go to Zi Xian Pavilion and instead found an inn.

The inn was bustling with business, filled with guests.

And powerful figures gathered like clouds, clearly hailing from major forces across various territories.

All with the aim of attending the Zi Xian Pavilion auction.

"Sir, I'm terribly sorry, but there are no available seats." The shop assistant respectfully approached Feng Wuchen, apologizing.

Feng Wuchen glanced inside the inn and said, "There just happens to be one."

The shop assistant turned around and indeed, there was one. He quickly said, "Please, sir, come inside, come inside."

Originally, there were no seats, but as soon as Feng Wuchen arrived, just the moment someone was about to leave, a place opened up. The shop assistant wasted no words and led Feng Wuchen in.

"Hey, kid, move!" Just as Feng Wuchen was about to sit down, a tall and burly man blocked Feng Wuchen, speaking rudely.

"Are you talking to me?" Feng Wuchen looked up calmly at the man.

"Are you blind, kid? Get lost! This is our young master's seat!" The man shouted angrily, extremely arrogant.

"This..." The shop assistant dared not utter a peep; one side was a guest, and the other a notable figure; how could he dare interrupt?

Feng Wuchen remained unfazed, sat down calmly, poured tea, and ignored the arrogant man, leaving him there.

Feng Wuchen effortlessly discerned the man's cultivation, which was at the mid-Heavenly Deity Realm.

To Feng Wuchen, a cultivator at the Heavenly Deity Realm wasn't worth a glance.

To a Great Heavenly Emperor, all beneath were mere ants!

Seeing this, the cultivators at the other tables in the inn gave looks of schadenfreude and awe.

"That kid must be crazy! He has no idea what kind of terrifying person he's up against!"

"So arrogant! But unfortunately, he doesn't have the backing to be so arrogant! Offending the young master of the Thunder God Temple will only lead to a dead end."

"Ignorance is bliss; this arrogant brat surely doesn't know the fearsome nature of the Thunder God Temple's young master, otherwise he'd regret his very existence."

The cultivators in the inn wore grins of schadenfreude, none favoring Feng Wuchen.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's pretentious and haughty demeanor, the man became furious: "You brat! You're courting death!"

An overwhelming aura erupted from the man's body, leaving the crowd almost suffocating, their faces filled with fear.

"Young brother, I advise you to leave. They are from the Thunder God Temple, and you absolutely cannot afford to offend them. You should leave now to save your life." The terrified shop assistant whispered to Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen smiled without saying a word.

With no other choice, the shop assistant had to retreat respectfully; if Feng Wuchen wouldn't listen, there was nothing he could do.

"Ming Shan, stand down."

Just as the man was about to strike Feng Wuchen, a calm voice came from behind him.

Ming Shan immediately withdrew, retreating respectfully.

A young man slowly approached, and the gaze of many powerful figures in the inn instantly turned respectful.

The inn suddenly fell silent.

Clearly, the identity of this young man was extremely powerful.

He was none other than Lei Li, the young master of the Thunder God Temple.

Feng Wuchen, however, didn't even bother to glance, continuing to calmly drink his tea.

A trace of coldness flickered in Lei Li's eyes, but he maintained his composure and said indifferently, "Friend, may I sit here?"

"No." Feng Wuchen refused without hesitation.

Lei Li might have appeared courteous, but it was actually an attempt to assert his superiority over Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's words left the others in the inn baffled, looking at him as if he were a fool.