Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

"Without entering the Sword God Realm, one can hardly ascend to the hall of elegance. No matter how devilish one is, it's still limited, at best, just slightly stronger than ordinary mortals!"

Han Sheng heard the people around him praising Chu Feng and felt somewhat irritated.

Because here, he was the truly exceptional devil.

Chu Feng, merely an Early Stage Sword Saint, how could he be compared to him?

Those at the Sword God Level disdain those of lower realms; it's a sense of superiority that comes innately. This is the difference between a god and a mortal.

Sword Saints lie between mortals and gods.

In front of mortals, they can stand high above. The so-called mortals here refer to those below the Sword Saint cultivation, all of whom can be considered the mortal class. Even a Great Sword Master is just a slightly stronger mortal.

Only by reaching the Sword Saint Realm can one transcend the level of mortals.

However, in the eyes of a Sword God's strong people, Sword Saints have no status and are often looked down upon.

"I can't agree with Brother Han Sheng's words. Which of us Sword God's strong people didn't cultivate step by step from Sword Master, to Great Sword Master, to Sword Saint?"

Dongxue's beautiful eyes were firmly fixed on the figure still stubbornly climbing the Transmission Ladder.

Somehow, she always felt that this youth was different, exceptional in every aspect.

"Although that's said, the number of Sword Saints who can advance to Sword God is less than one in a hundred. Perhaps, this youth named Chu Feng, might never advance to the Sword God Realm!" Han Sheng's words emanated a sense of superiority, looking down from above.

And with the tone of a successful person, he speculated on Chu Feng's future.

"He has already climbed to the hundredth step!"

A hint of mockery appeared on Dongxue's pretty face.

She couldn't stand those who assumed themselves superior to others. Each formidable genius carries pride, but

to be so arrogant as to denigrate all other talents as trash, that was a bit too much.

Had Chu Feng really been trash, that would have been another matter.

He had already climbed to the hundredth step and used only about two hours; that was quite terrifying.

Yet Han Sheng still had to put on a disdainful face as if it meant nothing.

She wanted to ask, how long did Han Sheng take to climb this Transmission Ladder when he first attempted it?

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, Chu Feng, who was grimly climbing, possibly unable to withstand the terrifying gravity, or maybe he didn't stabilize his footing, suddenly fell and began to tumble downward.

"Ah..."

Many onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"Haha, I told you, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. This kid really wants to break the record and become an exceptional devil, but it's just an ugly duckling preening. So disgraceful!"

Qin Shan's handsome face had always been extremely gloomy.

But seeing Chu Feng fall and roll downward, his mood immediately brightened, and he couldn't help but laugh and make cutting remarks.

"Miss Dongxue, although you think highly of Chu Feng, he is not living up to expectations! I'm afraid those ten spirit stones are as good as lost!" Han Sheng also couldn't help but feel elated, his face revealing a smile like that of a king.

Watching Chu Feng continue to tumble down, Dongxue involuntarily clenched her fists, filled with worry.

Her heart also tightened.

For her, proud and cold as she was, to care so much about a youth she was meeting for the first time, if word got out, it would definitely drive countless male disciples who admired her into a frenzy.

Smack!

Chu Feng's fingers, like steel hooks, firmly grasped the edge of the ladder, finally stopping his rolling figure.

He tumbled down a full ten steps.

"Keep going, climb up!"

Dongxue couldn't care less about retaining her composure, cheering loudly for Chu Feng as she had placed bets on him, and would lose ten low-grade spirit stones if he lost.

Chu Feng was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected anyone to cheer for him.

He turned his head and saw it was Dongxue, the female sword slave, who was cheering loudly.

"Thank you!"

Chu Feng nodded slightly towards Dongxue, silently mouthing two words.

Under the state of increased gravity, it was impossible to speak.

He gritted his teeth, his Nine Meridians moving together, and climbed upward again. This time, Chu Feng's steps were more stable.

It took him less than a quarter of an hour to climb back up to the hundredth step.

Without waiting for the audience to react, he didn't slow down at all but, fueled by a burst of effort, reached the peak, finishing the final step.

"So, what the Transmission Ladder tests is the determination to press forward without hesitation!"

After reaching the peak, a smile of success appeared on Chu Feng's face, along with a trace of enlightenment.

Actually, the Transmission Ladder wasn't as difficult as imagined.

If you are weak, it is strong. If you are strong, it becomes weak.

The first time Chu Feng reached the hundredth step, there was a trace of fear in his heart. Therefore, when he stepped onto the one hundred and first step, the gravity increased tenfold, and he simply couldn't bear it.

"Young man, you're right, this Transmission Ladder tests your resolve. Cultivation is the same, with a resolute spirit, there's nothing in the world that can't be achieved. Conversely, if you let go of your spirit and fear the dangers ahead, you will hardly make any progress."

An aged voice rang out in front.

Chu Feng looked up to see an old man with youthful features and white hair, holding a wine gourd, drowning his sorrows in drink with a satisfied expression.

Presumably, this is the Instructor Elder guarding the third level.

All the cultivation techniques are stored on this level, his power must be extremely fearsome.

However, upon closer inspection, Chu Feng noted that the old man didn't resemble a powerful expert at all but rather looked like a beggar wandering the world. His robe was covered in grease and dirt, having turned black.

And it was also tattered.

The old man's hair, although tied up in a traditional knot, was messy like wild grass.

"Is this really an Inner Sect Instructor Elder, or is there someone else?"

Chu Feng was puzzled.

His nostrils flared twice because the wine the old man was drinking emitted a very strong aroma, also mixed with the scent of medicinal herbs.

"Young man, do you fancy this taste too?" the elder asked with a smile, lifting the gourd.

"The elder's wine, soaked with many precious medicinal herbs, is too costly for me to afford such an expensive fine wine!" Chu Feng had already identified the components of the medicinal herbs in the wine.

As an Alchemy Venerate, he still had this capability.

The elder could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly, a look of surprise appearing on his face. "Oh, it seems the young brother is really a fellow connoisseur. Then tell me, what medicinal herbs have been used in this wine? If you get it right, I'll let you have a few sips."

It's said that smoking and drinking make brotherhood.

This saying wasn't wrong at all.

Realizing that Chu Feng had some knowledge about fine wine, the elder immediately warmed up to him.

"Then I'll give it a guess! If I'm wrong, elder, please don't blame me."

"A variant of the Canine-Roe Blossom, Earth Spirits aged a hundred thousand years, processed Thunder Wood, at least five types of deadly snakes, likely the Seven-step Red Training Snake, Grass Crown King..." Chu Feng was indeed talented, detailing the components of the wine very clearly.