Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 284: Chapter 45: Followers of the Ancient Saint Emperor

At that moment, a commotion came from a distance, drawing the attention of many people, many of whom quickly gathered around.

“Sister, shall we go take a look as well?” Hong Xin’er whispered.

Dream Xuan Immortal nodded and asked, “Young Master Lin, shall we go take a look?”

“Sure!” Lin Feng nodded.

Xie Linghui disdainfully said, “Why does Dream Xuan Immortal value such a lowly cultivator so much?”

As she spoke, her face still wore a contemptuous expression. Xie Linghui came from an ancient force like the Heavenly Pool Sacred Land and was a genius alchemist, accustomed to mingling with those from top-level forces.

Lin Feng, coming from a mortal kingdom like the True Martial Country, naturally wasn’t regarded highly by the descendants of these top-level forces.

Qing Yao replied, “Junior Sister, don’t judge people solely by their origins. Even some Holy Emperors from ancient times came from humble beginnings, but their accomplishments were unparalleled.”

Xie Linghui scoffed, “Sister, you’re actually comparing him to the Ancient Saint Emperors? Does that boy even qualify?”

“You… should really change your arrogant attitude,” Qing Yao replied, shaking her head slightly.

Chen Yang said, “Actually, what Linghui said isn’t wrong. We are all descendants of ancient sacred lands. That boy, his identity is far beneath ours, he is not of our world. We should avoid contact with such people as much as possible, otherwise, it could demean our status.”

Qing Yao remained noncommittal, “Let’s go have a look as well.”

They all walked toward the nearby gathering.

“Gentlemen, champions assemble here, a place of mighty individuals. Surely, there must also be high-level alchemists among you?”

A cultivator in his thirties was surrounded by the crowd as he spoke out loud.

“Who is this person?” Lin Feng puzzled, not understanding why so many people surrounded this man.

“This person is called Qiann Ruimian, a descendant of an Ancient Saint Emperor.”

Hong Xin’er whispered.

Lin Feng was surprised. This person’s identity was indeed extraordinary; no wonder his appearance had attracted such a crowd.

Many people, presumably, wanted to form a good relationship with him.

“Brother Qiann, I am Huang Shijie, also an alchemist,” a cultivator in his thirties came forward and saluted with cupped fists.

“I am Zheen Li, also an alchemist…”

“In accordance with…”

…

One by one, over a dozen people came forward, all identifying themselves as alchemists.

“It’s rare to see so many alchemists gathered on an ordinary day,” Lin Feng murmured quietly.

Hong Xin’er said, “Isn’t it normal for some alchemists to be at a high-level gathering of top forces? Moreover, as far as I know, there are also seven or eight Spirit Array Masters here.”

Even though Hong Xin’er came from a top-level force like the Heavenly Maiden Pavilion, there was a tone of envy when she spoke of Spirit Array Masters.

Countless people wanted to become Spirit Array Masters, and if not that, then at least to become alchemists.

But out of a million cultivators, it was already remarkable if even one could become a Spirit Array Master or an alchemist.

Therefore, the positions of Spirit Array Masters and alchemists were highly revered.

“Sister, look, it’s Qiann Ruimian, the descendant of an Ancient Saint Emperor. I wonder why he is seeking alchemists here? We are alchemists, and if we could form a connection with Qiann Ruimian, it would greatly benefit us in the future.”

Seeing Qiann Ruimian, Xie Linghui couldn’t help but show excitement.

In the Heavenly Martial Continent, Three Thousand States, this world had always prized strength.

Ancient Forces, ancient sects, orders, and the Immortal Dynasty were all influential forces of the same level.

Above them were some Ancient Families and races.

Even higher up were the Ancient Sacred Lands, the Four Great Ancient Imperial Dynasties, and families inheriting legacies from the Ancient Era.

Among these top-level forces, like the Ancient Sacred Lands and the Ancient Force, there were disparities in strength. The most powerful were undoubtedly those who inherited from the Ancient Saint Emperors.

As a legitimate descendant of the Ancient Saint Emperor’s bloodline, Qiann Ruimian was an exceptionally distinguished figure in the Three Thousand States. If placed in the Ancient Times, Qiann Ruimian would have been a prince of the Heavenly Martial Continent, and many from the Ancient Sacred Lands and Ancient Families would have to pay their respects upon meeting him. Now, it simply wasn’t the Ancient Times anymore.

Yet, even if it wasn’t the Ancient Times, the legitimate descendants of the Ancient Saint Emperor still occupied an extraordinary status.

Chen Yang said, “If we could form an alliance with Qiann Ruimian, it would be crucial for our future.”

Qiann Ruimian spoke, “This time, I have come with a matter that needs everyone’s assistance. I have a piece of Black Iron Wood, which needs to have the Divine Liquid within extracted. Anyone who can help me with this, I will gift them a leaf from the Tree of Life!”

“Ah! A leaf from the Tree of Life?” Many faces revealed shock.

The Tree of Life was one of the three great Holy Trees from the Ancient Era, and it was rumored that its leaves could revive the dead.

“I’ll give it a try!”

An alchemist stepped forward, “My name is Zhou Zheng. I am from the Ancient Zhou Family, and I am a Peak Alchemist at the Early Stage of the Dark Stage!”

“Then, Brother Zhou, give it a try.”

Qiann Ruimian nodded and took out a piece of wood about the size of a palm—it must be the Black Iron Wood. The Black Iron Wood came from the core part of the trunk of the ancient Divine Tree, the Black Iron Tree, which had long since gone extinct, hence the incalculable value of the Black Iron Wood.

Qiann Ruimian took out a Medicine Tripod. His tripod was entirely purple, engraved with four giant dragons.

“This is the Four Dragon Tripod. It is rumored that during its forging, it was cast using dragon blood—this is truly a priceless treasure tripod!” Many exclaimed in awe.

Often, the quality of an alchemist’s tripod could indirectly reflect the identity of the alchemist.

Zhou Zheng showed a smug expression. He placed the Black Iron Wood into the Four Dragon Tripod.

Hiss!

Then, Zhou Zheng flicked his fingers, and a bluish-purple flame appeared at his fingertips.

“Roar!”

Within the flame, one could faintly see a Fierce Beast with bared teeth, letting out a thunderous roar.

Many people felt pain in their ears from the shock.

Someone exclaimed, “This is the Taowu Beast, a creature flowing with the blood of the Ancient Fierce Beast Taowu. This is the renowned Taowu Demon Fire, ranked sixty-seventh on the Demon Fire rankings!”

“That’s right, it is indeed the Taowu Demon Fire; acquiring this demon fire took me a great deal of effort,” Zhou Zheng said, somewhat proudly.

With the top-tier Four Dragon Tripod and the Taowu Demon Fire, Zhou Zheng was quite pleased with himself, and many alchemists looked at him with envy.

“Let’s begin now,” Qiann Ruimian said.

“Brother Qiann, rest assured, I will live up to your expectations!” Zhou Zheng nodded. He flicked his finger, and the Taowu Beast Fire that swirled around his fingertips flew out, entering the Four Dragon Tripod to begin refining the Black Iron Wood within.

The Fire Kirin disdainfully said, “A mere trash Taowu Beast Fire trying to melt the Black Iron Wood, truly overestimating its own ability.”

Only Lin Feng heard the mutterings of the Fire Kirin. He thoughtfully looked towards Zhou Zheng, who was engaged in refining the Black Iron Wood.