Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1287: Chapter 1287 Inscription Master Guild

”Senior Su is not to be trifled with. This time, Senior Yang is going to be humbled.”

”Old ginger is spicier! Deserving of the title of Tianshi Immortal Mansion’s Master! Respect!”

”Shh! Keep your voice down, do you want to live?”

The young Inscription Masters in the tavern whispered among themselves, all singing praises for Su Xuan.

Yang Songqing suppressed the fury in his heart and then laughed, ”After I return, I will discipline them properly. But as for Senior Su’s disciples, with such arrogant attitudes that disregard others, if they were someone else, their lives might not be spared!”

”Lives may not be spared, but it would only be your Sky Pattern Sect disciples. To earn respect from others, you must first respect them. Before calling others arrogant, first reflect on your own attitude. Not everyone is afraid of your Sky Pattern Sect,” Feng Wuchen remarked calmly even before Su Xuan could speak.

Feng Wuchen’s words nearly caused Yang Songqing’s organs to explode with rage.

”You punk! What did you say!” one disciple behind Yang Songqing shouted furiously at Feng Wuchen, eyes filled with murderous intent.

”Insolent!” Detecting the disciple’s killing intent, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted, causing the disciple to cough up blood.

Su Xuan sternly rebuked, ”No manners! Do you act as if I don’t exist? Or do you think reaching the Innate Grade Realm is impressive? Yang Songqing, is this how you teach your disciples? Do I, a Celestial Immortal Grade Inscription Master, need to personally teach them how to respect their elders?”

Su Xuan’s terrifying aura left the disciple in overwhelming fear, unable to utter a word.

The Inscription Masters in the tavern were all terrified, not daring to speak, as the entire atmosphere grew heavy.

Su Xuan’s anger was truly frightening.

The Sky Pattern Sect disciple had shouted at Feng Wuchen in front of Su Xuan for the first time, already disrespecting him, yet Su Xuan didn’t hold him accountable.

The second time, he dared shout at Feng Wuchen right in front of him, acting as though the master of Tianshi Immortal Mansion didn’t exist!

Yang Songqing’s face was dark with fury, but he remained silent.

”Let’s go!” Yang Songqing glared at Feng Wuchen and muttered angrily before turning to leave, followed closely by his three dejected disciples.

Before Yang Songqing’s group could leave the tavern, Feng Wuchen mocked, ”Sky Pattern Sect disciples truly have no sense of hierarchy or manners, not even a word of apology. What great teachings from the Sky Pattern Sect.”

”You!” Yang Songqing was almost exploding with rage but found himself speechless.

”Damn this brat!” The disciple gnashed his teeth with a hateful expression, fists clenched tight, wishing he could strike Feng Wuchen down.

”What? You still don’t know how to apologize?” Feng Wuchen’s icy voice echoed again.

”Apologize to Master Su at once!” Yang Songqing’s face twitched fiercely, blue veins bulging, as he angrily scolded the disciple.

”Sect Master, I...” the disciple hesitated, his face dark with reluctance.

”What ’I’? Apologize!” Yang Songqing reprimanded.

”I’m sorry, Senior Su,” the disciple quickly bowed in apology.

”Hmph!” Su Xuan snorted coldly, not paying any heed.

The disciple’s face twitched, unable to vent his frustration, keeping it bottled up inside.

”Su Xuan, just you wait!” Yang Songqing glanced viciously at Su Xuan, mentally seething with anger, and then left in a rage.

Su Xuan dismissed Yang Songqing with a disdainful look.

With Feng Wuchen possessing a soul power at the Divine Grade Realm, Su Xuan had no fear of Yang Songqing.

”Innate Grade Realm Inscription Master, no wonder so arrogant and blatant.” After Yang Songqing’s group departed, Feng Wuchen remarked, having seen countless arrogant geniuses.

”The Sky Pattern Sect is indeed not simple. Within the sect are many talented Inscription Masters; those three just now are top-notch genius disciples,” Zhen Xuantong commented.

Su Xuan furrowed his brow, ”The Sky Pattern Sect has always been arrogant and held themselves in high regard. Yang Songqing is like that, and naturally, so are the disciples he teaches.”

”Master Feng, are you confident in defeating the genius disciple of the Sky Pattern Sect’s Innate Grade Inscription Master?” Second Elder Nie Guhong looked at Feng Wuchen and asked.

”Rest assured, Second Elder, I may lose to anyone, but not to him,” Feng Wuchen replied with a calm smile.

Upon hearing Feng Wuchen’s words, Su Xuan and the others felt much relieved.

If Feng Wuchen wasn’t confident, losing to a Sky Pattern Sect disciple would indeed invite ridicule and mockery?

After a satisfying meal, Su Xuan took Feng Wuchen and his group to the Artificer Guild.

At the Artificer Guild, there were numerous Inscription Masters, quite a few of them powerful. Most importantly, the guild had a Heavenly Emperor overseeing it.

The Artificer Guild already housed many talented Inscription Masters from various regions.

”Sect Master Su of Tiandu Celestial Master Immortal Mansion has arrived!” a guard announced loudly at the entrance of the Artificer Guild.

”Senior Su is here!”

”Su Xuan!”

”Old Su? Quickly, please come in!”

At the mention of Su Xuan’s name, the faces of the many Inscription Masters present changed dramatically, and a large group hurried to the entrance.

”Senior Su!” As Su Xuan and his group walked in, Inscription Masters from various regions came forward one by one to greet him respectfully.

Even the guild’s elders personally came to welcome him, showcasing Su Xuan’s terrifying status in the Heavenly Realm.

Su Xuan’s proficiency in the realm of Inscription Masters was high enough to stand on par with the guild’s president.

As a Celestial Immortal Grade Inscription Master, Su Xuan’s high realm far surpassed that of the powerful Inscription Masters within the guild.

Such a precious and transcendent status naturally demanded respect from Inscription Masters of all regions.

”Old Su, you finally arrived; the president in the hall is already impatiently waiting.” The Third Elder of the Artificer Guild excitedly approached and personally greeted Su Xuan.

For an elder-level member to greet Su Xuan demonstrated the elevated status Su Xuan held.

”Third Elder, you’re too kind,” Su Xuan returned the gesture with a polite smile, showing no airs of being a sect master.

”Please, Old Su.” The Third Elder courteously made a gesture for Su Xuan to proceed.

”Senior Su, I’ll take a walk around the guild and see the place of the contest. I’ll stay out here,” Feng Wuchen quickly said.

Su Xuan nodded, then proceeded with the three elders into the grand hall.

This being the Artificer Guild, Su Xuan didn’t have to worry about Feng Wuchen’s safety at all.

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Inside the grand hall of the Eternal Temple, a guard entered, respectfully announcing, ”To report to the Eternal Heavenly Emperor, Wind Shadow has arrived at the Artificer Guild.”

Upon hearing, the Eternal Heavenly Emperor’s lips curved into a dangerous smile, chuckling coldly, ”Excellent, send out orders: once the Inscription Masters’ contest begins, immediately seal off the Artificer Guild. Don’t let even a fly escape!”

”Yes, Eternal Heavenly Emperor,” the guard replied respectfully.

”Hmph! Wind Shadow, you won’t leave alive this time. This empire is my domain, and what I say goes!” The Eternal Heavenly Emperor muttered coldly to himself, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.