Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1777: Chapter 1776: The Price

Duanmu Zhuiming and the three Divine Monarch level alchemists were powerless.

It was utterly impossible to find a Divine Sovereign level alchemist in time. By the time they did, Duanmu Xuan would likely have already passed away.

Only Feng Wuchen might be able to save Duanmu Xuan, whose life was hanging by a thread.

It’s like trying to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

”Young Dust.” Wu Hao and the others looked at Feng Wuchen.

”Young Dust, I beg you to save my son.” The beautiful woman pleaded incessantly.

”Can you save my grandson?” Duanmu Zhuiming stepped forward and asked.

”I could have preserved Duanmu Xuan’s physical body, but unfortunately, you arrogant and incompetent people wasted precious time.” Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly.

”This arrogant brat!” Situ Hao’s old face twitched violently, wishing he could tear Feng Wuchen to shreds.

But with Wu Hao and others present, Situ Hao could only suppress his anger.

”Are you suggesting that you can preserve my grandson’s soul body?” Duanmu Zhuiming asked with a frown.

”I already said so, but you all thought it was foolish, so I feel there’s no need to show foolishness to you.” Feng Wuchen said with no expression.

”Hall Master, the Young Master’s breath has disappeared.” Someone suddenly announced.

”What?” Duanmu Xiong and the beautiful woman were shocked and turned pale.

”Xuan’er! Xuan’er!” The beautiful woman rushed over immediately.

Duanmu Ruoshui collapsed to the ground, utterly despairing, with elite tears continuously rolling down, endless sorrow surging in her heart, her mind filled with memories of her and her brother.

”Alas...” Gao Moyang shook his head in grief, as the insults from these people had already missed the best opportunity.

Duanmu Zhuiming panicked and rushed over, tears streaming down his old face in grief, crying, ”Xuan’er, Xuan’er.”

”He’s my son! Get away from me! Go improve your cultivation! Get away!” Duanmu Xiong roared furiously.

”Hall Master! Please calm down!” The Elders hurriedly advised.

”Humph! Old Duanmu, I think this wild brat is just trying to show off with his words, claiming to save someone but is actually making excuses for his earlier boastful talk.” One of the Divine Monarch level alchemists said disdainfully.

”Coming in spouting nonsense and blaming us for wasting time, now that the young master Duanmu is dead, he calls us incompetent, obviously intending to humiliate us.” Another Divine Monarch level alchemist said coldly.

”What does it matter what he says when the person is dead?” Another Divine Monarch level alchemist said coldly, ”Elder Gao, I suspect you brought this brat here purposely to humiliate us. Don’t think being with a trade union means we have to tolerate your insults!”

Looking at the faces of the three alchemists, Feng Wuchen grew more and more displeased, suddenly feeling the urge to teach them a lesson.

Feng Wuchen laughed in extreme anger, bellowing, ”You three useless trash are the most garbage among all the alchemists I’ve seen. A group of frogs in a well, always thinking you’re amazing. I really don’t know what makes you so arrogant and extreme. Is it your alchemy skills? Or your artifact refining ability? Or is it your talisman crafting skills?”

”I don’t think you three Divine Monarch level alchemists are skilled at all; you can’t even resolve your own fire poison, yet you still have the gall to act all high and mighty here.” Feng Wuchen said with increasing disdain.

The three Divine Monarch level alchemists were so angry their faces turned green. In the entire Star Soul Realm, who dared insult them like this?

Everyone in the grand hall was stunned.

Someone actually dared to insult Divine Monarch level alchemists like this.

It must be known that Situ Hao and the other two hold a transcendent status in the Star Soul Realm, who dared disrespect them?

”Let me ask you, is there still hope for Duanmu Xuan?” Feng Wuchen asked coldly, looking at the three Divine Monarch level alchemists with an expression as if seeing idiots.

”Humph! Brat! How dare you spout nonsense! The person is dead, how can you save him?” Situ Hao roared angrily.

”You better check once more if Duanmu Xuan is dead or alive because I seriously doubt your capabilities. I’m afraid you three garbage Divine Monarch level alchemists can’t even tell the difference between a dead person and a living one.” Feng Wuchen mocked coldly.

Situ Hao and the others almost puked blood in fury.

Anyone can’t tell a dead person from a living one?

Duanmu Xiong and the others were dumbstruck as if they could all hear the underlying meaning of Feng Wuchen’s words.

”Is there still hope for my younger brother?” Duanmu Ruoshui looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.

”Husband, is there still hope for Xuan’er?” The beautiful woman asked hurriedly.

”I don’t know either, but Xuan’er is indeed dead. Yet for him to speak like this makes it seem like he can bring Xuan’er back to life.” Duanmu Xiong said in a daze.

”President Wu, could you verify whether Duanmu Xuan is dead or alive?” Feng Wuchen asked.

Wu Hao looked puzzled, not knowing what Feng Wuchen intended to do. Could Feng Wuchen really bring the dead back to life?

”Young Dust, Young Master Duanmu is indeed dead, without any breath.” Wu Hao confirmed solemnly.

Shifting his gaze slightly, Feng Wuchen turned to Duanmu Zhuiming and said, ”Duanmu Zhuiming, you also thought I was spouting nonsense earlier, didn’t you? Duanmu Xuan is dead, but if I am to save him, you will have to pay me one hundred billion Supreme Divine Spirit Stones. That is the price for your insult.”

”One hundred billion Supreme Divine Spirit Stones?” Duanmu Xiong and the others widened their eyes, thinking it was daylight robbery.

Wu Hao, Gao Moyang, and the three elders were also taken aback, wondering if the price was too high.

”Duanmu Xuan is dead. Does Young Dust really have a way to bring him back?” Wu Hao’s mind was in turmoil.

”You can consider not saving him. You decide what’s more important: life or Divine Spirit Stones.” Feng Wuchen said coldly.

”Fine! If you can really bring my grandson back to life, a hundred billion it is!” Duanmu Zhuiming readily agreed, thinking it worth trading a hundred billion for his dear grandson’s life.

Gazing at the three Divine Monarch level alchemists, Feng Wuchen added, ”You three trash also think I’m foolish, don’t you? Thinking I can’t save Duanmu Xuan, right? Care to wager?”

”Humph! I’m afraid of you? The person is dead; I don’t believe you can bring him back to life!” Situ Hao shouted angrily.

”Hand over your Storage Rings.” Feng Wuchen mocked coldly, also removing his own Divine Ring, mocking, ”If you lose, the Storage Rings will be mine. That’s the first condition. We’ll discuss the second condition after I save the person. If I lose, this Divine Artifact will be yours!”

”Divine Artifact! Divine Artifact Storage Ring!” Everyone present widened their eyes, drawn to the Divine Artifact.

”Young Dust, can you really save my brother?” Duanmu Ruoshui asked with delight, feeling as if returning from hell to heaven.

”Because of your doubts and insults, I’ve been utterly disappointed. I didn’t want to save him, but these alchemists made me feel so disheartened that I decided to make them pay for their insults. I’ll show them how garbage they truly are, I’ll ensure they lose their reputation in the Star Soul Realm!” Feng Wuchen said coldly.

”Humph! Arrogant!” Situ Hao said viciously, narrowing his eyes.

”Great! Great! Xuan’er can be saved!” The beautiful woman exclaimed joyfully.

Duanmu Xiong and Duanmu Ruoshui were also filled with joy and anticipation.

Does the miraculous power to bring the dead back to life truly exist?

Everyone was extremely curious and full of doubts.