Dragon God Supreme

Feng Wuchen cultivated for several hours, and the speed of his cultivation improvement made him quite satisfied.

”To improve my cultivation faster, relying solely on Saint Yuan Stones is far from enough.” Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, contemplating going to the Dragon God Holy Temple’s Alchemy Pavilion to use some heavenly treasures and earthly treasures for cultivation.

The Dragon God Holy Temple was not lacking in lower-grade heavenly treasures and earthly treasures; instead, there were more than enough to use endlessly.

However, as soon as he had this thought, Feng Wuchen instantly dismissed the idea.

The Dragon God Holy Temple’s Alchemy Pavilion must have a powerful alchemist in charge, and although he was the Dragon God Supreme, he feared that he would still face some cold stares.

”I won’t bother to do something that invites trouble; although not everyone is like this, it’s best to leave it be, just for the sake of pride.” Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly.

Unless Feng Wuchen becomes strong enough, in the eyes of the Dragon God Holy Temple and the various major forces under it, Feng Wuchen is merely an empty name.

The world that respects strength is cruel like this.

”It seems staying at the Dragon God Holy Temple isn’t the best choice.” Feng Wuchen thought with helplessness.

This wasn’t to say Feng Wuchen disliked the Dragon God Holy Temple, just that this massive entity still didn’t have a place for him.

”I’ll take Xiao Xiao to find a place in a few days, and while at it, learn about the Holy Realm’s herbs; first, I’ll go to the library.” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, then headed to the library.

Feng Wuchen planned to read some ancient texts about elixirs, as he was not familiar with the Holy Realm’s elixirs.

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Meanwhile, inside a palace of the Dragon God Holy Temple.

A disciple reported respectfully: ”Elder, Feng Wuchen didn’t go to the Alchemy Pavilion to take any items for cultivation.”

”Humph! He knows his place. Does he really think that just because Long Shihun named him Dragon God Supreme, he can throw his weight around in the Dragon God Holy Temple? He must never expect to overshadow me!” The thin elder on the main seat said coldly.

As an elder of the Dragon God Holy Temple, how can he tolerate a young junior stepping above him?

”Alas, he’s just a descendant of the Dragon God Clan, and he has just ascended to the Holy Realm. How could he have the ability to hold the title of Supreme? Long Shihun’s decision was indeed too hasty; I really don’t know what he’s thinking, it’s as if he doesn’t take us seriously at all.” Another elder shook his head helplessly.

”Humph! If Feng Wuchen possessed strong abilities, I wouldn’t say a word, but he has just ascended, and if this were to spread, wouldn’t it be a joke on our Dragon God Holy Temple?” The thin elder said darkly with anger, the more he thought, the angrier he became.

Reaching such a powerful realm, no one could tolerate a junior stepping above them.

Moreover, Feng Wuchen is only a Two-Star Saint!

”Continue monitoring Feng Wuchen; if necessary, teach him a lesson. I want him to know that Dragon God Holy Temple can’t tolerate a weakling like him as Dragon God Supreme, and I want Long Shihun to know that Feng Wuchen is not qualified!” The elder said coldly, his aged words full of undeniable authority.

If Feng Wuchen had really gone to the Alchemy Pavilion just now, not only would he have been mocked, but he might even have been humiliated.

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Feng Wuchen had already arrived at the library.

The Dragon God Holy Temple’s library was extremely grand, storing various kinds of ancient texts, and even powerful cultivation techniques and spells.

”Greetings, Supreme!”

Seeing Feng Wuchen appear in the library, the guardian was momentarily stunned and then quickly stepped forward respectfully to welcome him.

”No need for formalities, please lead me to the ancient texts about elixirs.” Feng Wuchen politely said.

One person quickly and respectfully said, ”Supreme, please follow me.”

”Thank you.” Feng Wuchen followed him.

The library was divided into seven layers, with different ancient texts, cultivation techniques, and spells on each. The higher up you go, the higher the required permissions.

This means that the higher up you go, the more precious the ancient texts, cultivation techniques, and spells are.

The first layer of the library was very spacious, with various ancient texts all around, but they were all ordinary, and anyone from the Dragon God Holy Temple had access.

”Supreme, these are the records of alchemists’ ancient texts on this side, and to the left are cultivation techniques and spells, but cultivation techniques and spells require Saint Spirit Realm to be cultivated.” One person explained respectfully, directly bringing Feng Wuchen to the right side, seemingly not planning to let Feng Wuchen see the cultivation techniques and spells.

Of course, Feng Wuchen wasn’t interested either, not minding at all.

Seeing Feng Wuchen have no reaction, the two had a look of disdain in their eyes, as if saying, ”How could you be worthy of cultivating Holy Realm’s cultivation techniques and spells?”

”Supreme, feel free to look around, we won’t disturb you.” One person respectfully said, the two withdrew to the central position.

From their appearance, they seemed worried Feng Wuchen would sneak a look at the cultivation techniques and spells, deliberately keeping an eye here.

Feng Wuchen casually picked up a scroll about alchemy, introducing various herbs.

Feng Wuchen read quickly, almost having a photographic memory, memorizing various herbs and heavenly treasures and earthly treasures, even their properties and appearances, not missing even the details.

He read one scroll after another, covering ancient texts on artifact refining, inscription, crafting, and more.

Initially, the two guards didn’t pay attention, but when Feng Wuchen started reading ancient texts on artifact refining, inscription, and crafting, they became increasingly disdainful.

”Whether he’s an alchemist is still questionable, yet he’s reading artifact refining, inscription, and crafting ancient texts; can he even understand?” The overweight guard said disdainfully.

”Humph! If the alchemists in the Alchemy Pavilion knew, they would laugh their heads off.” Another guard coldly laughed.

”Come on, come on, ignore him—just a Saint Realm cultivation level.” The overweight guard said impatiently.

Feng Wuchen was truly engrossed in reading, completely oblivious to their disdainful expressions.

After a full hour, Feng Wuchen had memorized all the basics, thoroughly understanding the fundamentals of Fourth Layer alchemy in the Holy Realm.

The basics were too simple, not needing much time at all.

”Please lead me to the second layer to have a look.” Feng Wuchen walked over and said calmly.

”Um, Supreme, are you a Saint Spirit Realm alchemist?” one guard tentatively asked.

”No.” Feng Wuchen shook his head.

”Then are you a Saint Realm alchemist?” the overweight guard asked.

”Also no.” Feng Wuchen shook his head again.

Feng Wuchen wasn’t lying; he truly hadn’t reached the level of Saint Realm Alchemist.

The two guards instantly disdained him a thousand times in their hearts.

Not even an alchemist, yet pretending to know so much, reading ancient texts in four different fields!

”Supreme, are you not an alchemist, then why read the alchemists’ ancient texts? Also, there’s a rule in Dragon God Holy Temple that you must reach Saint Spirit Realm to qualify for the second layer; that’s a rule set by the ancestors.” The overweight guard said with difficulty.

”This rule exists?” Feng Wuchen was taken aback.

”Dragon God Supreme doesn’t understand the Dragon God Holy Temple’s rules? If this were known to others, wouldn’t it make a joke that there’s no one in our Dragon God Holy Temple?” A peculiar voice suddenly came from somewhere.