Dragon God Supreme

Supreme Pavilion.

Ling Xiaoxiao and the others’ faces were extremely grim, their anger nearly erupting from their eyes.

Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, seemed indifferent.

If someone gets killed, so be it. What can you do about it?

”With so many people accusing him, surely someone is behind this, pulling strings. It’s nothing more than an attempt to remove the young master’s Supreme title,” Long Nitian said coldly.

”Isn’t that obvious? Even a fool can see it.” Long Qinghun scoffed.

A minor guard being slain by the Dragon God Supreme—normally, if he’s killed, he’s killed. It’s not unusual. It can even serve as a deterrent, a case of killing a chicken to scare the monkey.

But with Feng Wuchen, the issue somehow escalates to this extent.

It’s already quite apparent.

If there were no one behind these actions, they wouldn’t dare to challenge their superiors, even with a thousand times the courage.

The Dragon Soul Order bestowing the title of Dragon God Supreme—everyone understands what that signifies. It’s called flouting the law!

”I knew something like this would happen—it’s inevitable that even if Brother Feng didn’t kill anyone, there would be people pushing things to escalate,” Dantong shrugged and laughed.

The reason Dantong had said those peculiar words earlier was precisely because he foresaw this situation.

With a sigh, Dantong continued, ”This is just the beginning. They will use this opportunity to suppress, hoping to block your access to the cultivation resources of Dragon God Holy Temple.”

Chi Huang sneered, ”We don’t lack resources at all.”

”Dantong, what should we do now?” Zhang Junlan asked with a frown.

”Husband, should we use the Dragon Soul Order to suppress them?” Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Feng Wuchen and asked.

Feng Wuchen shook his head, smiling, ”Wife, they are not worthy of you using the Dragon Soul Order, which is a treasure given to you by the Dragon Ancestor.”

”Young Master, do you have a plan?” Long Yun asked.

Feng Wuchen chuckled, ”When a mad dog barks, do we need to bark like a mad dog too? Let them create a ruckus if they want.”

The best approach is to ignore them.

Gu Yuan glanced at Feng Wuchen and said, ”This is, after all, the Dragon God Holy Temple. If it were someone else, the master would not let it go so easily.”

”The three Dragon Ancestors are probably watching to see how I handle it,” Feng Wuchen smiled.

”Haha, Brother Feng is indeed smart,” Dantong could not help but laugh out loud.

”By the way, Dantong, Feng Hun Shan and Qing Jiaolong are set to ascend within this month. Arrange for them to go somewhere else,” Feng Wuchen said.

”Why? Brother Feng changed his mind? Planning to establish a force?” Dantong asked with a smile.

”Of course not. I plan to have them join the Rakshasa Holy Temple! You should inform the Dragon Ancestors that Xiao Xiao and I are going out for a bit; the Rakshasa tribe cannot be allowed to fall into decline,” Feng Wuchen smiled.

”I get it.” Dantong nodded.

”Arrange for Qingyang and the others to go out and cultivate,” Feng Wuchen continued.

Dantong laughed, ”That’s no problem.”

”Xiao Xiao, let’s go.” Feng Wuchen smiled, grabbing Ling Xiaoxiao’s hand and walking out of the grand hall.

”Meet me at Emperor Soul Hall in an hour,” Dantong instructed, his figure disappearing into thin air.

Outside the Supreme Pavilion, there was a sea of people.

Upon seeing Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao emerge, the crowd instantly fell silent, with looks of disdain, scorn, anger, and malevolence all directed at Feng Wuchen.

With Feng Wuchen’s exceptional status, he could simply issue a command, and the Dragon God Holy Temple would have experts dispatch all the troublemakers, but Feng Wuchen didn’t want to waste time on them.

The crowd originally thought Feng Wuchen would say something, but to their shock, Feng Wuchen simply walked down with Ling Xiaoxiao’s hand in his, completely ignoring their presence.

”Wife, where do you want to go? Husband will take you,” Feng Wuchen asked gently, his face filled with happiness.

Ling Xiaoxiao cooperated with a wide smile, ”Wherever husband takes me, I will go. I like anywhere.”

Everyone present made way, not daring to make a move.

Instead of stopping them, they were shown a wave of affection by Feng Wuchen, as he shamelessly displayed their love!

At the entrance of the hall, Liu Qingyang and the others could not resist laughing out loud.

After Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao left, everyone’s faces turned extremely grim, as if they had just eaten something unpleasant.

...

In a palace, a figure appeared and knelt respectfully on one knee.

”Reporting to the elder, Feng Wuchen and his wife have left the Dragon God Holy Temple,” the man reported respectfully.

The old man squinted and asked, ”What did he say?”

”He didn’t say anything, acting as if nothing happened at all,” the man replied.

”Unbelievable! That Feng Wuchen! Utterly lawless!” an elder erupted in anger, striking the chair and shattering it.

”Why didn’t you stop them?” another elder yelled angrily.

The man chuckled wryly, ”After all, Feng Wuchen is the Dragon God Supreme appointed by the Ancestor, and a descendant of the Dragon God Clan. We really didn’t dare to stop him; if the Ancestor punishes us, the consequences...”

The elder seated at the head raised his hand, speaking in a deep voice, ”Our objective is to force the Dragon Soul to retract the Supreme title, not to rebel. Your disorder was merely intended for the Dragon Soul to see. That kid is quite clever; this elder underestimated him, but I have my ways. Let’s see what ability Feng Wuchen has.”

”Elder, what should we do now?” the man asked respectfully.

”Dismiss them,” the elder waved his hand.

...

An hour later.

Emperor Soul Hall, Dantong’s palace.

Liu Qingyang and the others had already arrived at the Emperor Soul Hall.

”It seems you are all ready,” Dantong said with a casual smile.

Ye Jianying curiously asked, ”Dantong, where are we going to cultivate?”

”The Saint Realm, with the assistance of the Saint Yuan Stone and earthly treasures, cultivation improvement is not difficult. Plus, there is the spatial realm—aside from cultivating, you also need to have tasks. Constant cultivation may not be beneficial,” Dantong said solemnly.

”What tasks?” Liu Qingyang asked.

Dantong stroked his chin thoughtfully and asked, ”The Dragon God Holy Temple has a unit of God Shadow Guards, extremely formidable, cultivated secretly by the great elder. Their training is arduous and deadly; who wants to join? Stand to my left if you do.”

”I’ll go!” Long Nitian was the first to step forward with no fear.

”I’ll go too!” Long Qinghun was the second.

”Count me in!”

”Include me!”

Long Yun, Bei Dou Yan, Chi Huang, Kuang Zhan, Leng Mucheng, Huanyang, and over twenty others moved to the side.

Dantong nodded in approval and continued, ”Yang Zi Lan’s cultivation is profound beyond measure. Mu Honglian, Qingqing, Lan Yue, Yang Meier, would you like to become pupils?”

”We would!” Miao Qingqing and the others answered in unison.

”Very good,” Dantong smiled, ”Dragon Emperor, Mo Xuan, Nie Huang, Yi Tianqing, Zhang Junlan, Dong Zhantian, Dao Hun, Kuang Zhan, Ye Tianwei, Lin You... Would you consider cultivating under Long Qianye protector?”

”We would!” Zhang Junlan and the others shouted in unison.