“Crack!”
Wu Xiang crushed a silver cup in his hand into powder.
He had a bad premonition earlier, but he never expected that the Sacred Dynasty and the Heavenly King Gate would intervene in this matter.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat heavy.
Among the kneeling mid-to-high-level members of the Yuehua Sect, no one dared to speak up or argue.
This was the power of the Sacred Dynasty.
Although the current Sacred Dynasty was almost falling apart, plagued by disasters and in decline, in the eyes of most subjects of the Sacred Dynasty, it was still a noble existence that could not be opposed.
“What should we do? Ling Xiao has actually provoked the Sacred Son of the Sacred Dynasty!”
Yang Danlin panicked and quickly transmitted a message to Yuan Zun to ask.
“You’re panicking for nothing; so what if it’s the Sacred Dynasty? Does that mean the Sacred Dynasty can act lawlessly? Even during the peak of the Sacred Dynasty, they couldn’t behave so recklessly; let alone now. What’s there to fear? Pull yourself together and don’t embarrass me.”
Yuan Zun scolded.
“You say it lightly; the Sacred Dynasty has ruled the Tianlong Continent for over a hundred thousand years. For us to rebel against it, even if I want to, my deeply ingrained mindset can’t change in a short time.”
Yang Danlin smiled helplessly and bitterly.
He truly wanted to help Ling Xiao, but with things at this stage, he simply couldn’t help.
Among the core disciples, some secretly gloated; Ling Xiao’s existence was a threat to them. If Ling Xiao were taken away like this, they figured they would have their chance to shine.
Whether this thought was right or not, that was how they felt anyway.
“Sect Master Wu, this palace knows you will be angry, but Ling Xiao has committed such a heinous crime; you wouldn’t sacrifice the entire Yuehua Sect for him, would you?”
The Sacred Son looked at Wu Xiang and sneered coldly.
Wu Xiang clenched his fists tightly; black true essence enveloped his body, and a figure like a demonic fiend appeared behind him.
A pitch-black cloak made him look extremely cold and stern.
Seeing Wu Xiang’s reaction, Chen Nanxing and the others immediately tensed up; the white-bearded elder from the Heavenly King Gate even stepped in front of the Sacred Son, fearing Wu Xiang might attack in rage.
Behind him, a phantom also appeared; it was a golden-armoured warrior holding a long spear, majestic and imposing.
Legend had it that under the Pagoda-Holding Heavenly King back then, there were a hundred thousand golden-armoured troops; this elder’s martial soul should be one of the generals among the golden-armoured troops.
As their auras erupted, the pressure in the hall multiplied instantly.
Those with weaker strength felt their faces turn pale; breathing became difficult, and their chests felt as if stuffed with cotton, extremely uncomfortable.
“Sect Master, stop immediately; do you want the Yuehua Sect to be destroyed under your leadership?”
At that moment, over a dozen inner gate elders shouted in unison.
Except for a few like Golden Light Heavenly Venerable, Guang Han Heavenly Venerable, and Yang Danlin, the rest were prepared to act with full force to stop Wu Xiang from clashing with the Heavenly King Gate.
“Hmph, if a sect can’t even protect its own disciples, what’s the use of it? Let it be destroyed!”
Wu Xiang snorted coldly; not only did he not stop, but his aura erupted even more terrifyingly.
“Sect Master Wu, is it really worth doing this for a mere Ling Xiao?”
The Sacred Son smiled faintly: “Ling Xiao is just a warrior at the ninth layer invincible realm of the Transcendent Realm; he doesn’t count for much. This palace has something here to bestow upon your Yuehua Sect; it can ensure that your Yuehua Sect produces a top genius under twenty years old in a short time!”
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and an ancient and elegant wooden box appeared.
Don’t be fooled by it being wooden.
This wood was more precious than gold or silver; coupled with the craftsmanship, which was definitely from a master, and there were even array inscriptions on it.
Not to mention anything else, the box itself was quite a valuable treasure.
Under everyone’s gaze, the Sacred Son carefully opened the box; in just an instant, a strange fragrance filled the entire hall. Merely inhaling a whiff of the aroma could invigorate one’s spirit, as if one had taken some tonic.
“All rise; no need to keep kneeling.”
Seeing the surprised and envious looks from those kneeling on the ground, the Sacred Son was very satisfied.
Everyone stood up from the ground; only then could they see the item in the box more clearly.
It was a purple-red pill, about the size of a cherry, lying quietly in the box, emitting a soft purple-red glow; that enticing fragrance came from it.
As the master of the Medicine Hall, Yang Danlin’s knowledge of medicines was naturally stronger than others, so he was the first to exclaim in shock.
“Divine Treasure Body Tempering Pill!”
Warriors on the Tianlong Continent all knew that a person’s martial cultivation was related to their talent and aptitude; although the martial soul also determined one’s achievement limit, martial souls could be inherited, but talent was hard to change innately.
Unless there were some miraculous pills.
And this Divine Treasure Body Tempering Pill was one such miraculous pill; after consumption, it could turn any warrior’s talent and aptitude into a divine-grade treasure body!
What this meant, all the warriors present understood very well.
One must know that the Divine Treasure Body Tempering Pill was a pill that only very outstanding alchemists could refine; its quality was yellow-grade intermediate!
A pill of this grade, even Yang Danlin couldn’t refine; the highest he could refine was yellow-grade low-level pills.
Therefore, alchemists of his level were also called yellow-grade lower-level alchemists or yellow-grade low-level alchemists.
The grading of alchemists was based on the best pills they could refine.
An alchemist who could refine the Divine Treasure Body Tempering Pill was at least a yellow-grade intermediate alchemist, superior to the best alchemist in the Yuehua Sect.
So, such a pill was undoubtedly a supreme treasure for the Yuehua Sect.
…
In the hall, after hearing Yang Danlin’s introduction, except for a few core disciples who had good relations with Ling Xiao, the rest of the disciples showed fervent gazes, as if they wished to swallow the pill on the spot.
“Gulp!”
One could even hear someone involuntarily swallowing saliva.
The allure of this thing was simply too great, great enough to drive people mad.
“Hehe, this is a yellow-grade intermediate pill personally refined by the imperial physician Lord Sun Shang; I believe everyone here has heard of Lord Sun Shang’s name, right?”
The Sacred Son smiled slightly; she seemed to enjoy the Yuehua Sect members’ loss of composure due to excitement.
Her laughter was filled with pride and arrogance.
To commission the imperial physician to refine pills, besides the Sacred Son of the Sacred Dynasty, only the Sacred Emperor himself could do so; even the princes didn’t have this qualification.
“It’s actually the work of the Miraculous Hand Heavenly Venerable Lord Sun Shang; no wonder it’s so extraordinary.”
Naturally, there were people in the Yuehua Sect who knew of Sun Shang’s name, and quite a few.
Simply because this Sun Shang was the most outstanding alchemist on the Tianlong Continent, originating from the Heavenly King Gate, specializing in treating illnesses and refining pills for the Sacred Emperor and the Sacred Son.
Countless strong individuals tried to curry favour with him and approach him, but had no way.
If not for the status of the Sacred Son, obtaining miraculous pills from the Miraculous Hand Heavenly Venerable Sun Shang would be utterly impossible.
