Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao c1-1294

by Flying Alone 孤单地飞

  Everyone couldn’t help but look towards the one who revealed the identity of the Heavenly Luck Rock. It was a lanky male in all white clothing; he wore a straw hat, and his appearance couldn’t be seen clearly. However, judging from his voice earlier, this person should be quite young.

  “White, White-Robed Sword King, Shen Zhong Cheng!” someone said with a quaver after seeing the treasured sword he placed on the table.

  “White-Robed Sword King!”

  “Twenty-ninth place on north region’s prodigy roll!”

  “The only one who squeezed into top forty with the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, absolutely heaven-defying!”

  Everyone cried out one after another. Although Shen Zhong Cheng’s ranking wasn’t the finest, not even squeezing into top ten, he was only at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier! One that could push back eleven first layer Spiritual Pedestal Tier martial artists with his cultivation—the fortieth place even possessed two star battle prowess! The freakishness of Shen Zhong Cheng could be imagined.

  Even Ling Han nodded; if it weren’t for the Demon Birth Sword and the Thunder Battle Armor, he could at most annihilate a Spiritual Pedestal Tier expert with his own battle prowess while relying on Mysterious Three Thousand.

  However, he was now at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, still some distance away from the ninth layer. When his and Shen Zhong Cheng’s cultivations would be the same, his battle prowess would definitely be more than Spiritual Pedestal Tier’s two stars—it would be four stars, even five stars was possible.

  Conversely, did Shen Zhong Cheng reveal all his trump cards? Like Ling Han, the Demon Birth Sword was used at the most crucial moments, and maybe Shen Zhong Cheng also had such a great killing tool?

  In any case, a warrior at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier being able to battle Spiritual Pedestal Tier opponents was certainly freakish, and Shen Zhong Cheng’s current age was only twenty—even Ling Han wouldn’t dare to underestimate him.

  “Dare I ask Young Master Shen, what sort of treasure is Heavenly Luck Stone?” someone asked daringly.

  Shen Zhong Cheng’s mark was his treasured sword. A white ribbon was tied to the sword sheath in a butterfly shape; he also wore a white robe all year long. However, since he ascended onto the prodigy roll, more people mimicked his attire, so this person might not actually be the true White-Robed Sword King.

  Ling Han could be certain that he was Shen Zhong Cheng because he felt the presence of an elite, like an unsheathed sword displaying his abilities to the full extent.

  “Heavenly Luck Stone, a blessing of heaven and earth. Refining it into the body for martial artists at the Spiritual Pedestal Tier and below means that the essence inside the stone will have a miraculous effect when breaking through a large tier. It will increase one’s overall physique, and once advancing into the large tier, one’s battle prowess can rocket four to five stars,” Shen Zhong Cheng said in a calm tone.

  Pu , everyone spurted out.

  Normally, battle prowess surpassing one to two stars was already quite exceptional, and three to four stars was the level of geniuses, but Heavenly Luck Stone could directly grant four to five stars battle prowess… what sort of concept was this?

  Indeed a rare worldly treasure, no wonder it attracted so many figure on the prodigy roll.

  “Young Master Shen also came for the Heavenly Luck Stone, right?” someone asked.

  “Of course, Young Master Shen is already at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, obviously suppressing his cultivation and planning on compacting his cultivation before breaking through. With the Heavenly Luck Stone on top of Young Master Shen’s talents, he could possess battle prowess above ten stars at the first layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.”

  “However, Heavenly Luck Stone is so precious; not to mention the figures on the prodigy roll, even those who have already made a name for themselves would come. Moreover, Flower Blossom and Spiritual Infant Tier elites would appear, seizing this opportunity for their descendants.”

  “If these elites appear, then the young generation will definitely have no game. Even the people on the prodigy roll added together would be helpless.”

  Ling Han, however, thought about how the news on Heavenly Luck Stone spread. Such a precious thing, anyone would conceal it, so how did everyone end up as if the whole world knew?

  The answer was soon revealed. Ten days ago, a small scouting team entered the core area, discovering the Heavenly Luck Stone by chance; however, a powerful beast kept watch nearby, so they couldn’t seize it, deciding that after they returned, they would recruit people again to before moving out.

  However, this team was an army of malcontents, assembled only temporarily. Some became greedy, so three brothers from a clan poisoned and assassinated everyone else on the team.

  …Other than one person—he was poisoned, but he himself was a poison expert; having a degree of poison resistance abilities, he didn’t die immediately and escaped to a stronghold, spreading the news before his death.

  Thus, the people in the entire Dark Demon Forest knew of the Heavenly Luck Stone, but as to where it was exactly, the poisoned person died before saying that, so people only knew that it was in the core area of the forest.

  Consequently, the news only spread amongst the people in the Dark Demon Forest. The various large sects didn’t receive the news yet, but as time went on, it could be imagined that large amounts of elites would come.

  The Heavenly Luck Stone could create a heaven-defying expert for a sect—it was worthy of a sect elder taking action.

  Ling Han shook his head. First was the Crimson Red Chilling Ice Grass, next was the mysterious black stone, and now was the Heavenly Luck Stone… was it destined that he wouldn’t have peace on this trip?

  “Shen Zhong Chong, never would I have thought to encounter you here, come out to spar a bit!” A voice resounded outside the tavern.

  Someone immediately extended his head to see, crying out, “It’s Shadow Weaver Dual Sword Luo Da!”

  “Shadow Weaver Dual Sword, the forty-second place on the prodigy roll?”

  “The difference is too great, right?”

  “No, no, no, that was the ranking a year ago. I heard that Luo Da has already advanced into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier and beat several famed experts at the second layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.”

  “No wonder he dares to issue a challenge.”

  Chapter 399

  Chapter 399: White-Robed Sword King

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  Shen Zhong Cheng sat upright and still, and said indifferently, “I never spar with an already defeated opponent.”

  “Shen Zhong Cheng, you’re scared, right?!” Luo Da’s voice floated over from outside.

  Shen Zhong Cheng picked up his wine bowl, took a sip, and said, “I dislike people like you who don’t know their own limits, so if you force me to fight, I definitely won’t hold back.”

  “Haha, all the better, I want to see how your strength has improved,” Luo Da said, but his laughter was extremely gloomy, showing extreme displeasure.

  Shen Zhong Cheng stood up, reached for the sword on the table, and walked with large strides out of the tavern.

  Hong , the crowd instantly surged out. This was a fierce fight between two figures that ranked towards the front—who wouldn’t want to witness it?

  “Let’s go check it out too,” Ling Han said smilingly.

  Hu Niu nodded. With one hand grabbing onto the corner of Ling Han’s clothes—while the other hand didn’t forget to grab some dried meat to chew on—she left the tavern together with Ling Han, leaving the stronghold and arriving at an open area outside.

  At this moment, Shen Zhong Cheng was standing opposite of a twenty-four to twenty-five year old youngster. That youngster’s physique was tall and sturdy, probably taller than normal people by two heads, and instantly made Shen Zhong Cheng look like a child.
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br />   This person was obviously Luo Da. Such a stalwart guy’s choice of weapon was actually not the brute-force type like a rod or an axe, but rather a sword as well—and it was two short swords, which were like embroidery needles when held in his hands. He looked extremely incongruous.

  However, no one laughed; Luo Da was forty-second place on the prodigy roll, and that was definitely not earned by joking.

  “Draw your sword!” Luo Da said loudly.

  “If you can force me to draw my sword, I’ll naturally draw it,” Shen Zhong Cheng said indifferently. Those words were pretty pretentious, yet the girls that watched the battle in the vicinity shot out smitten radiance from their eyes.

  “Arrogant!” Luo Da attacked brandishing both short swords; martial intent burst forth, forming white silk lines that convolved around Shen Zhong Cheng.

  Ling Han couldn’t help but nod. Luo Da certainly was a Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite, he just hadn’t stabilized his cultivation at mid stage of the first layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. These silk lines were concentrated from Sword Qi; he obviously cultivated a strange sword art that could actually turn Sword Qi into silk lines without it scattering, which was certainly somewhat impressive.

  Being able to be listed on the prodigy roll, could he even be a mediocre person?

  Shen Zhong Cheng used his fingers as swords and shifted his feet, waving his fingers to unleash Sword Qi.

  Sword Qi—why was it called Sword Qi? That was because it needed a sword to compound the sharpness of a treasured sword before being used; however, when shot out with fingers, the sharpness would be largely decreased.

  Why wasn’t Fist Qi sent out instead? That was because the power of fists was in the power of the strike, and not in effects of slicing, cutting, or dicing.

  Now, Shen Zhong Cheng used his fingers as a sword, and the power of the Sword Qi was naturally much weakened. If the sword in his hand were a fourth tier or even a fifth tier Spirit Tool, then the effects would naturally lower even more.

  Everyone involuntarily cried out. Shen Zhong Cheng was truly talented and bold—being clearly lower than Luo Da by a large tier, he still dared to act so arrogant, not even drawing his weapon.

  However, Shen Zhong Cheng wasn’t wildly arrogant, but genuinely talented, moving his fingers as if playing a lute. Xiu, xiu, xiu , he fired flash after flash of Sword Qi, just enough to neutralize Luo Da’z attacks.

  The two… actually tied!

  However, Luo Da was a large tier higher and using weapons. The two short swords were clearly Spirit Tools on which were shining vein-like lines. Under the situation of having such a large advantage, he could only tie with Shen Zhong Cheng when in fact he already suffered an overwhelming defeat.

  Hu Niu’s eyes began to light up, staring at Shen Zhong Cheng’s figure and revealing a bellicose expression.

  Ling Han also somewhat itched to fight as he was also a sword user.

  “As expected of the White-Robed Sword King, too strong!”

  “Being able to match Luo Da who is at the first layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier while himself being at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier… If he advances into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, his estimated battle prowess should rocket to nine stars or even ten stars.”

  “Yeah, there’s still four months’ time; Shen Zhong Cheng can definitely advance into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. It’ll be a good show at the year-end prodigy battle with yet another anomaly.”

  Everyone nodded one after another, giving complete approval of Shen Zhong Cheng’s strength.

  “Ah!” Luo Da roared, unable to accept such a result despite having clearly advanced into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. He had been assuming that he could rely on the advantage of a large tier to suppress the powerful opponent before him, but still ended up empty handed.

  His eyes turned red as he decided to use a few trump cards; he definitely couldn’t lose in public.

  “Hahahaha, are these the so-called experts on North Region’s Prodigy Roll?” A youngster arrived in a streak. Hong , the presence of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier overflowed without restraint, instantly suppressing everyone to the point of gasping for breath.

  Everyone was shocked. This youngster was only twenty-four to twenty-five years of age, yet he was a high level Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior and definitely had shocking battle prowess, however, no one recognized his identity.

  Such a genius should be a well-known figure on the prodigy roll.

  Shen Zhong Cheng and Luo Da immediately stopped their fight, looking at the youngster simulatenously.

  “Truly disappoints me, so weak that I can’t bear to look!” The youngster shook his head, disdain across his face. “Trash like you guys have the nerve to rank on some prodigy roll? It really makes me laugh my head off.”

  “Who the hell are you?” Luo Da said in anger. This guy basically looked down on all one hundred people on the prodigy roll.

  “Me?” The youngster leapt out, pressing his left hand towards Luo Da while firing a fist towards Shen Zhong Cheng; he actually challenged two outstanding figures on the prodigy roll at the same time.

  Luo Da immediately slashed with his sword while Shen Zhong Cheng hesitated. With a qiang , his long sword was unsheathed; shua, shua, shua, seven flashes of Sword Qi instantly struck towards the youngster.

  Peng! Peng!

  With two suppressed sounds, Luo Da and Shen Zhong Cheng were both sent back, dripping blood from their mouths and suffering a loss on this exchange.

  Hiss , everyone couldn’t help but be dumbstruck.

  One against two, fighting two prodigies, he not only won completely, but also injured the two—his strength was truly shocking. Although high level Spiritual Pedestal Tier certainly should show such a performance, this youngster was only twenty-four to twenty-five years old; it could be said as very fair.

  No wonder he dared to act so arrogantly, he certainly was very monstrous.

  “Who are you exactly?” Luo Da cried out in surprise.

  Shen Zhong Cheng took off his bamboo hat and showed an average-looking face. However, his eyes were like dazzling stars, making people stare at them uncontrollably, unable to free themselves. His bellicosity soared through the sky as he was holding his long sword in front of him and emitting waves of a profound aura.

  Ling Han shook his head slightly. The tier was a shortcoming, but if Shen Zhong Cheng advanced into the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, he would qualify to battle with that youngster. But now? He didn’t!

  …That youngster was at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and from this attack earlier, his battle prowess should be around twelve stars or thirteen stars, not too freakish. However, to crush Spiritual Ocean Tier warriors, the first layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier was more than enough.

  Chapter 400

  Chapter 400: Sword Emperor the Second?

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  “I am Tong Zhi Ming,” the youngster said loftily.

  Everyone racked their brains—just where did Tong Zhi Ming come from and how come they never heard of his name before? Such a genius should be renowned.

  Tong Zhi Ming suddenly looked like he was listening attentively, then nodded and said, ” My family’s master wants me to ask you guys if you know of Fairy Zhu’s whereabouts.”

  Pu!

  Hearing those words, everyone spurted out, revealing an expression of disbelief.

  My family’s master?

  A prodigy like this was only a servant? No way, a twenty-four to twenty-five year old that was already a high level Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite would be the finest prodigy in the north region, how could he be a servant?

  “Your, who’s your family master?” someone asked with a quivering voice.

  Tong Zhi Ming immediately glared at them and said, “Who the hell are you, are you even fit to ask for my family master’s name? Don’t forget, I’m the one asking you guys! Now tell me the whereabouts of Fairy Zhu!”

  “Hm
ph, we aren’t your servants, answering whatever you ask!” Everyone was infuriated by his arrogant attitude, so no one was willing to cooperate.

  “Looks like I’ll have to kill a few idiots to warn you country bumpkins!” Tong Zhi Ming sneered, attacking brazenly.

  Pu, pu, pu, pu , his figure swept by and several heads were plucked right off, dancing in the air. The blood within the severed necks soared into the sky as the headless bodies pranced; the scene was as if from Asura Hell.

  “Run! Run into the stronghold!” Everyone instantly lost the will to fight, breaking into a run.

  Tong Zhi Ming’s murderous disposition erupted as he started chasing after ther people into the stronghold, but a large hand immediately swatted at him as an aged voice said coldly, “You’ve gone too far!”

  Peng , Tong Zhi Ming was instantly sent backwards.

  “Which old bastard is it, come out and I’ll cut you up!” Tong Zhi Ming suffered a small loss, yet it further incited his viciousness. He took out an oddly shaped saber reminiscent of a lion from a spatial ring.

  “Where did this junior come from, having such nerve.” An old man appeared, standing atop the stronghold’s wooden walls.

  “It’s Senior Pi!”

  “This is great. Senior Pi is a veteran Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite, it’s said that he advanced into the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier twenty years ago. Although he couldn’t cross into the Flower Blossom Tier, with twenty years of continuous cultivation as honing, his battle prowess is definitely beyond fifteen stars.”

  “He can definitely suppress that arrogant brat.”

  With a new backbone, everyone was instantly reassured.

  “Ignorant old man, come over, let me cut off your head!” Tong Zhi Ming shouted, waving his saber towards the old man surnamed Pi. As the saber struck out, a golden lion appeared, emitting a frightening, ominous presence.

  One man and one lion attacked towards the senior surnamed Pi.

  That strange saber was a Spirit Tool, not only reaching fifth tier, but also harnessing astounding martial intent; the golden lion was more powerful than Tong Zhi Ming himself.