Dragon God Supreme

Rakshasa Holy Temple.

After returning from Jiuzhou, Feng Wuchen began refining the Nitian Divine Pearl and elixirs.

”Almost done with the refining. My wife and the others should arrive these days, and by then Rakshasa Holy Temple will be lively.” Feng Wuchen laughed with joy, full of anticipation.

A grand palace with only eight people really felt deserted.

”Lord Feng, do you think Lady Feng and the others’ cultivation levels will far exceed ours?” asked Feng Hunshan.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled, ”To be honest, I don’t know their cultivation levels, but last time Qingyang’s level already reached Four-Star Saint King. With the help of the Nitian Divine Pearl, he might have reached Eight or Nine-Star Saint King, and my wife might have even stepped into the Saint Monarch.”

”Eight or Nine-Star?” Qing Jiaolong’s old face turned green; they tried so hard in their cultivation but were only Six-Star Saint Kings.

Feng Hunshan smiled bitterly, ”Isn’t that too fast?”

”I’m still just a Five-Star Saint King myself.” Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes.

”Lord Feng, that’s because you don’t have time to cultivate.” Qing Jiaolong said with a helpless smile.

”By the way, it’s been a while, why haven’t the Green-Scaled Soaring Python and those from the Temporal-Spatial Divine Realm ascended yet?” Feng Wuchen glanced at the two and asked.

Feng Hunshan shook his head, ”I don’t know either.”

Feng Wuchen sighed lightly and said, ”I also wonder when my dad and mom will be willing to ascend. With so many people gone, I really miss them.”

”The gate to the Holy Realm is already open. Would anyone dare to stop Lord Feng if he went to the Divine Realm, given the strength of the Dragon God Holy Temple?” Qing Jiaolong asked.

Feng Wuchen shook his head, ”It’s not the right time yet.”

”You two also have the fire attribute. Here are two scrolls of spells for you to cultivate, and take these few pieces of Huo Lingjing. They are enough for you to break through to the Saint Monarch realm. Don’t use the Nitian Divine Pearl for now to avoid affecting your foundation.” Feng Wuchen flicked his finger, sending two gold beams into their foreheads, followed by five pieces of Huo Lingjing each.

”Thank you, Lord Feng!” Feng Hunshan and Qing Jiaolong thanked him excitedly.

”How are Senior Soul Extinction and the others?” Feng Wuchen casually asked.

Feng Hunshan frowned slightly and respectfully said, ”Not very smoothly. After the incident at the Heavenly Fight Holy Temple, some forces started making moves again, mainly because of the alchemists. Lord Soul Extinction and the others are very helpless.”

”Courting death,” Feng Wuchen sneered coldly.

The Di Hun Clan has been established in the North Domain, alongside Dantong’s race and the Dragon Soul. Any force that dares to touch the Holy Tower will not be spared by Feng Wuchen.

”Huo Lingtian, arrange people near the Holy Tower, and kill anyone who dares to make a move!” Feng Wuchen ordered through transmission.

”Yes, Master!” Huo Lingtian responded respectfully through transmission.

With Dragon Soul experts secretly guarding, Feng Wuchen wasn’t worried about the Holy Tower, not to mention Yi Qingyun was there.

”Lord Feng, Rakshasa Holy Temple might not have it easy. This is the territory of the Martial Soul Holy Palace, and given the tense relationship between Martial Soul Holy Palace and the Dragon God Holy Temple, our existence here is akin to surveillance. No one would agree to that,” Qing Jiaolong said gravely.

”Rakshasa Holy Temple is not under the Dragon God Holy Temple’s authority, and the Hall Master of Rakshasa Holy Temple isn’t me. Could the Martial Soul Holy Palace prohibit everyone from the Holy Realm from coming to the Profound Holy Realm? They have no say,” Feng Wuchen said nonchalantly.

”Power is respected, and if they want to intervene, who would dare challenge them?” Feng Hunshan said.

”That’s true. If they want to intervene, let them come,” Feng Wuchen remained indifferent, clearly not taking it to heart.

”Gu Yuan and Xuanyuan Moze will arrive in these two days. When they do, take them to the North Domain Dragon Soul to strengthen the Dragon Soul’s power and arrange some people at the Rakshasa Holy Temple,” Feng Wuchen transmitted.

”Subordinate brought ten Saint Emperor experts, they are currently gathering information on the nearby forces,” Huo Lingtian responded respectfully through transmission.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

Above the Rakshasa Holy Temple, Feng Wuchen and Qixiao, among others, had been waiting for some time.

”Three days is enough to reach the Rakshasa Holy Temple; they should be arriving soon.” Feng Wuchen said excitedly, deeply missing Ling Xiaoxiao.

”Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

After waiting for so long, the sound of something piercing through the sky finally reached them from afar.

”Here they come! It’s Xiaoxiao’s aura! One-Star Saint Monarch! She really broke through!” Feng Wuchen exclaimed joyfully, already sensing Ling Xiaoxiao’s aura, growing more and more excited.

Ling Xiaoxiao had indeed stepped into the One-Star Saint Monarch realm, just as Feng Wuchen had predicted.

”Xiaoxiao’s aura? So many people?” Qixiao and the other five were stunned, simultaneously looking at Feng Wuchen, ”Brother Feng, are they all your wives?”

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen’s expression changed, his fierce gaze suddenly glaring over, scaring Qixiao and the others into covering their mouths immediately.

”Husband!”

”Brother Feng!”

”Teacher!”

”Master!”

”Alliance Hierarch!”

”Young Master!”

From the high sky afar came the excited and joyous shouts of Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang and the others.

”Brother Feng has so many identities?” Qixiao and the others were once again dumbfounded, eyes wide open in shock.

Before long, above the Rakshasa Holy Temple, Ling Xiaoxiao, Liu Qingyang, and over a hundred others flew over, all with joyous smiles on their faces.

The end of the devilish training was like liberation for them.

”Xiaoxiao!” Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao flying over, Feng Wuchen immediately dashed forward and embraced Ling Xiaoxiao in front of everyone.

”Alliance Hierarch, we’re finally free!” Huanyang said excitedly.

”Old teacher, Long Qianye is a devil! We thought we’d never see you again in this lifetime.” Dong Zhantian complained.

”The Grand Commander is scarier than the devil! We’ve lost count of how many times we’ve ’died.’” Long Yun and others also voiced their grievances.

But Feng Wuchen was busy hugging Ling Xiaoxiao, paying no attention to their complaints.

”Brother Feng truly doesn’t care about our feelings!” Qixiao and the others squinted their eyes, full of disdain and jealousy.

”Brother Feng, we’re all here.” Lin You rolled his eyes and patted Feng Wuchen on the shoulder.

Ling Xiaoxiao blushed, wanting to pull away, but Feng Wuchen wouldn’t let go.

”Mind your business! You find one too, so Uncle Lin won’t come looking for me after he ascends!” Feng Wuchen scolded, glaring at Lin You fiercely.

”So envious! No, I must hug too! Qingqing, come, let’s hug and show them!” Liu Qingyang said, full of envy, reaching out to hug Miao Qingqing.

”You dare, and I’ll cut your hand off! Scram!” Miao Qingqing yelled angrily, sending Liu Qingyang’s soul flying with just a look.

”Haha!” Everyone couldn’t help laughing.

”Dragon Emperor! You should find a wife quickly too! So your mom won’t keep looking for a wife for you all day!” Feng Wuchen scolded.

Dragon Emperor looked gloomy and pouted, ”Brother Feng, this doesn’t concern me, does it? Why bring me into this?”

”Teacher, what is your current cultivation level? Have you broken through to a Saint Monarch?” Zhang Junlan asked respectfully, drawing everyone’s gaze to Feng Wuchen.

”Stop looking, my cultivation is not as high as yours; I’m just a Five-Star Saint King.” Feng Wuchen said helplessly, shrugging.