Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Wen Qingye sat cross-legged to the side, and the surrounding Primordial Qi gathered faster and faster. With Wen Qingye at the center, both Guu Lei and Ren Hua could feel the Primordial Qi coalescing into a mist.

Using the power of the Star Cold Water and Flame Spirit Gold Water, Wen Qingye assaulted the barrier time and time again.

If he failed, he would just try again.

He swore to break through to the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence.

.....

Time flowed on. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. During this period, everyone had taken pills to maintain their stamina.

Shen Yanxing’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yann Chuxue and Wang Jie in the distance. The Flame Spirit Gold Water had already erupted twice, but he hadn’t obtained a single drop. Logically, with his strength, he should have been able to get at least two drops.

The Flame Spirit Gold Water gushed out in greater quantities with each eruption. ’Let’s see how you two stop me next time,’ Shen Yanxing thought, gritting his teeth.

The Inner Courtyard students who obtained the Flame Spirit Gold Water immediately sat down cross-legged and began to refine it. The Flame Spirit Gold Water was certain to erupt again during this refinement period, which gave many of the weaker students an opportunity.

”Chong, take this drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water and refine it.” Wang Jie tossed a vial directly to Wang Chong. Inside the vial was a single drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water.

Overjoyed, Wang Chong caught the drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water, ran to a corner, and began to refine it.

Many people grew tense. The eruptions of Flame Spirit Gold Water generally grew larger each time. They figured this next eruption would be greater than the last two combined, giving everyone present a great deal of hope.

”A few of you, help me tie down Wang Jie and Yann Chuxue in a moment,” Shen Yanxing said to the people beside him.

”Brother Shen, Yann Chuxue and Wang Jie are at the peak of the Refining Spirit Second Layer Heaven...”

Shen Yanxing’s brow twitched, his tone rising slightly. ”Hm?”

At this moment, Shen Yanxing had lost his usual composure, his reason all but gone. All he wanted now was the Flame Spirit Gold Water.

”Yes, I... we understand,” the men said hurriedly, their bodies trembling.

Shen Yanxing nodded in satisfaction, then fixed his gaze on the pool’s water ahead.

An unknown amount of time passed, and everyone grew anxious from the wait, but the pool’s surface remained placid.

Wang Jie looked at Yann Chuxue and mused, ”Generally, when the Flame Spirit Pool goes a long time without erupting, the next eruption is...”

Just then, the surrounding temperature shot up instantly, and everyone’s heart tightened.

”WHOOSH!”

It was as if a red rain had begun to fall. Dozens of drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water shot up from the Flame Spirit Pool.

”SWOOSH!”

Shen Yanxing pivoted in a flash and shot toward a drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water not far away.

”Back off!”

Wang Jie roared, his palm erupting with what looked like purple lightning—a wild, domineering, and merciless strike aimed straight at Shen Yanxing.

Only then did Shen Yanxing realize that Yann Chuxue had single-handedly blocked all of his men. He grit his teeth, rapidly gathering his body’s Primordial Qi into his hands until the air around them began to ripple.

”BOOM!”

After the clash of their two moves, both retreated four or five steps. However, any discerning person could tell who was stronger at a glance. Wang Jie floated in the air with a smile in his eyes, clearly holding back, while Shen Yanxing had obviously given it his all.

At that moment, Yann Chuxue defeated the few men with lightning speed. With a sharp wave of her hand, three drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water flew instantly into her vial.

Several people around were secretly shocked by Yann Chuxue’s immense strength. In the blink of an eye, two Inner Courtyard students—one at the Refining Spirit First Layer Heaven and another at the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Refining Essence—had been defeated.

Yann Chuxue’s graceful figure spun again, rushing toward the few drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water that Shen Yanxing and Wang Jie were fighting over.

Pinned down by Wang Jie, Shen Yanxing could only watch helplessly as Yann Chuxue walked, unimpeded, to the Flame Spirit Gold Water floating above the pool’s surface.

”That’s mine!” Shen Yanxing raged, trying to snatch the Flame Spirit Gold Water, but a palm strike from Wang Jie, crackling with the might of thunder, forced him to defend.

Yann Chuxue glanced at the two fighting men, then took out her vial, preparing to collect the drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water.

”SWISH!”

A gust of wind whistled past. Yann Chuxue froze for a second—the several drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water before her had vanished.

Who was it!?

Everyone was stunned. Who on earth would dare—and be able—to snatch the Flame Spirit Gold Water from Yann Chuxue’s grasp?

Yann Chuxue focused her gaze and saw him—white robes fluttering, short hair dancing in the wind. It was Wen Qingye.

”Shen Yanxing, this drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water is for you! Now we’re even!” Wen Qingye took one of the three drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water and tossed it directly to Shen Yanxing.

Elated, Shen Yanxing caught the drop of Flame Spirit Gold Water in his palm, then turned and bolted into the distance.

A cold glint appeared in Wang Jie’s eyes as he stared fixedly at Wen Qingye.

”What audacity, to snatch the Flame Spirit Gold Water from right under my nose.” A cold gleam flashed in Yann Chuxue’s eyes. She hadn’t expected Wen Qingye to be able to take the Flame Spirit Gold Water from her, and what was more infuriating, he had even given a drop to Shen Yanxing.

Wen Qingye said nothing. He directly consumed the two drops of Flame Spirit Gold Water and two drops of Star Cold Water. He instantly felt an unbearable heat course through his body, as if he were brimming with inexhaustible strength.

Everyone was shocked. ’Doesn’t this kid know how potent the Flame Spirit Gold Water is? He actually consumed two drops at once?’

But a moment later, they saw that Wen Qingye’s face was merely a bit flushed; he showed no other signs of discomfort. They were all baffled. ’Why is he fine?’

The Flame Spirit Gold Water belongs to the capable. Wen Qingye couldn’t be bothered with Yann Chuxue; besides, he had never liked being indebted to others. Regardless of whether Shen Yanxing’s motives were good or ill, he was the one who had told Wen Qingye about the Innate Grass.

”You actually dared to consume the Flame Spirit Gold Water. It seems you didn’t take my words seriously at all!” Wang Jie’s gaze on Wen Qingye grew colder and colder.

Wen Qingye’s expression was calm, but a violent power was surging through his meridians. His cultivation was also rising, bit by bit.

”I’ll handle him!”

Yann Chuxue stopped Wang Jie, who had been about to make a move, and turned her cold eyes toward Wen Qingye.

”Oh?” Wen Qingye was also quite interested, his eyes narrowing slightly. After all, it was Yann Chuxue who had recruited him into Qig Mountain Academy. Now, Wen Qingye wanted to see for himself just how strong she was.

Yann Chuxue looked at Wen Qingye, her voice perfectly calm. And yet, it made one feel a sudden chill—a cold that pierced straight to the bone.

Wen Qingye looked at the elegant, icy woman, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Shen Yanxing, now standing a short distance away, couldn’t help but shake his head as he watched Wen Qingye. Yann Chuxue’s strength was so great that even he didn’t dare to challenge her. ’This Wen Qingye is in for it now.’

Ren Hua watched Yann Chuxue and couldn’t help but frown. ”Yann Chuxue is one of the most famous cultivators of the younger generation in the entire Celestial Martial Country. Wen Qingye, he...”

”Wen Qingye’s sword is fast,” Guu Lei said faintly, a trace of confidence in his words.

Yann Chuxue noticed the smile on Wen Qingye’s lips and said coldly, ”How about you receive three of my moves?”

”Three moves is too few,” Wen Qingye chuckled lightly.

Yann Chuxue’s expression remained unchanged, as frosty as ever. ”Are you that confident?”

Wen Qingye tilted his head back, standing proudly against the wind. ”Wen Qingye is the most confident person there is.”