Dragon God Supreme

”Wuchen, this is Wuxianzi, the Pagoda Master of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.”

Chu Tianshu directly ignored the Grand Elder of the Martial Soul Holy Palace, showing an attitude of ”I came early, you came late, none of your business.”

”Outrageous, Chu Tianshu actually dares to disregard my existence!” The Grand Elder of the Martial Soul Holy Palace’s elderly face darkened for a moment, but quickly recovered. Though he was displeased, he dared not act out.

Zhuchenxin’s heart was also boiling with rage, his face extremely gloomy as he didn’t expect Chu Tianshu to brush him aside as if he was invisible.

This is the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, no matter how displeased Zhuchenxin was, he dared not ignore the presence of Wuxianzi.

”Greetings, Master Wuxianzi!” Feng Wuchen respectfully saluted once again.

Tianxianzi showed interest in observing Feng Wuchen and asked, ”Elder Chu, who is this?”

”This is my disciple, Wuchen,” Chu Tianshu replied with a faint smile.

”Disciple?” An elder exclaimed in surprise, ”To catch Elder Chu’s eye, this lad must surely be a remarkable genius alchemist.”

”Wuchen, this is Elder Qingxuzi of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.” Chu Tianshu once again introduced Feng Wuchen.

”Junior greets Master Qingxuzi,” Feng Wuchen politely bowed and saluted.

”Hmm, not bad, not bad! As Elder Chu’s disciple, you must surely perform impressively. I am very much looking forward to it,” Qingxuzi said with a satisfied smile, gently patting Feng Wuchen on the shoulder.

Feng Wuchen replied with a gentle smile, ”Elder Qingxuzi, I am not participating, just here to observe.”

”Not planning to participate? That’s a pity,” Qingxuzi sighed.

”It’s good for juniors to know their limitations,” Zhuchenxin said with a sarcastic tone, arrogantly glancing at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen directly ignored him.

Zhuchenxin was instantly enraged.

Chu Tianshu then introduced Feng Wuchen to others, deliberately excluding Zhuchenxin and the Grand Elder.

He clearly intended to show them no respect.

Both elderly figures were infuriated, their five viscera churning, faces extremely unpleasant, glaring furiously at Chu Tianshu, wishing to swallow him whole.

Everyone was aware of their grudges, yet said nothing, simply watching the scene.

”The Grand Elder maintains a good relationship with the Soul-Pillar Pagoda. It is not as I imagined,” Feng Wuchen thought to himself. It was apparent that Wuxianzi and others gave Chu Tianshu a lot of face.

”This lad is undoubtedly a descendant of the Dragon God Clan. The mark on his forehead says it all, but with my cultivation, I can’t see through him. He hides very deeply. His identity is probably not just as Elder Chu’s disciple,” Wuxianzi thought with surprise.

”It seems he uses powerful artifacts to hide his cultivation; not even the soul power can be observed. This lad is remarkable, Chu Tianshu is very lucky. The Dragon God Clan has produced another extraordinary genius,” Qingxuzi thought to himself.

Other alchemists were also quite surprised in their hearts; none of them could see through Feng Wuchen.

”Now that everyone is here, let’s first discuss the matters regarding the Alchemist Conference.” Wuxianzi smiled calmly, dissolving the awkward and slightly off atmosphere.

”Seniors, I won’t disturb you any further,” Feng Wuchen wisely exited the great hall. He was there to gain some insight.

Zhuchenxin gave a cold glare at Feng Wuchen, his lips slightly moved.

”Supreme Lord, be cautious of the Demon Clan’s genius alchemist!” Chu Tianshu cautioned through spiritual transmission, clearly having perceived something.

After exiting the hall, Feng Wuchen began to stroll around the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

Besides the grand and magnificent pagoda, the Soul-Pillar Pagoda also had many majestic palatial buildings.

”Truly worthy as a transcendent force in the Holy Realm. It’s magnificent, much more so than the Rakshasa Hall,” Feng Wuchen marveled, also contemplating turning the Rakshasa Hall into an existence surpassing the Soul-Pillar Pagoda in the future.

”I wonder how my wife and the others are doing,” Feng Wuchen’s mind conjured the image of Ling Xiaoxiao, and he missed her dearly.

Without realizing it, Feng Wuchen arrived at the enormous plaza of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

”Just as I thought, the Alchemist Conference must involve competitions. Luckily, I didn’t participate,” Feng Wuchen thought to himself.

At the vast plaza, everything was prepared for the Alchemist Conference: alchemy furnaces, refinement furnaces, alchemy materials, artifact refining materials, inscription materials, forging materials, and so on.

Many alchemists were also gathered around the plaza, observing.

”Supreme Lord!” Just as Feng Wuchen was looking around, three young men approached quickly.

The three men were genius alchemists from the Dragon God Holy Temple, younger in age compared to Feng Wuchen.

The leader, a man in green, was named Limoyang, tall and slim, fairly handsome, a Saint Emperor Realm alchemist, five-star level.

The man in white was named Gefeng, a Saint Emperor Realm alchemist, four-star level.

The man in black was named Zhao Wuya, also a Saint Emperor Realm alchemist, four-star level.

Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes and said in annoyance, ”You three brats did it on purpose, didn’t you? Didn’t we agree to call me Brother Feng outside?”

”Hehe, Brother Feng, are you really not participating? I heard your reverse-heaven divine pearls are extremely powerful,” Limoyang quickly asked with a smile.

Zhao Wuya nodded repeatedly, ”Yeah, Brother Feng, if you participated, you might win the top prize!”

”Not interested. Do you really think a Saint King Realm alchemist like me can beat them? I’m just here to observe,” Feng Wuchen shook his head.

”Brother Feng, the Demon Clan people are coming over; they must be here to stir up trouble,” Gefeng frowned slightly, eyeing the approaching Demon Clan genius alchemists with cold eyes.

”Can you beat them?” Feng Wuchen asked, his cold gaze sweeping over the four Demon Clan genius alchemists.

”Hard to say, they are also Saint Emperor Realm alchemists, but in a battle, we can thrash them!” Zhao Wuya responded seriously.

”Good, if I tell you to fight, then fight!” Feng Wuchen said with a cold smile.

”Brother Feng, this is the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, really fight?” Limoyang asked in shock.

”What’s there to be afraid of? If anything happens, I’ll take the responsibility!” Feng Wuchen showed no fear at all.

Before long, the four genius alchemists of the Demon Clan approached, each with a face full of arrogance and pride—but their attitudes were met with disdain.

”Fight!” Seeing their arrogant demeanors infuriated Feng Wuchen, who immediately gave the order.

Limoyang, Gefeng, and Zhao Wuya pounced like tigers.

The four from the Demon Clan’s expressions changed drastically, retreating in fear.

”We are members of the Demon Clan, you dare attack us?” One of them angrily shouted, fixing a venomous gaze on Feng Wuchen.

”I’ll hit anyone I don’t like!” Feng Wuchen shrugged.

Though the four Demon Clan genius alchemists were also in the Saint Emperor Realm, they were slightly weaker in cultivation than Limoyang and his group, making them no match at all.

Their power and speed were completely overwhelmed.

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The three went all out, using all their strength, and the four from the Demon Clan were beaten into a pulp.

Seeing their condition, Feng Wuchen said again, ”The more I look, the more annoying they are, keep hitting them!”