Chapter 995: Xuanyuan Potian Humiliated
Xuanyuan Potian had long spread word that he would participate in the recruitment of Martial Emperor's disciples by the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor, and had even declared his intention to become the number one disciple of the Heavenly Martial Realm. This news was known to everyone in the Northern Wasteland, known to all without exception. In fact, Xuanyuan Potian had already regarded himself as a Martial Emperor's disciple, a display of unparalleled confidence. That was why he had just called out the word "senior brother." In Xuanyuan Potian's view, this address was a sign of respect towards Mu Chen and the others.
However, Mu Chen seemed unwilling to give Xuanyuan Potian any face, directly refusing him.
With a cold sneer, Xuanyuan Potian silently noted this, but saw that Mu Chen appeared not to care about him at all. Mu Chen's gaze turned to the demonic core floating in the void, and he said to Hou Qinglin beside him, "Junior brother, these people cannot subdue this item. Since that's the case, you should take it. Consider it a gift for when the teacher recruits Martial Emperor's disciples. No matter what the gift is, at least it's your intention, and the teacher will surely be pleased."
"Alright!" Hou Qinglin nodded slightly, his demeanor ethereal. He took a small step forward and in an instant arrived before the demonic core.
The experts contending for the demonic core stiffened. They hadn't expected that at the most intense moment of the struggle, Mu Chen and Hou Qinglin would appear. These two were far from ordinary Martial Emperor's disciples; they were personal disciples of the Martial Emperor, holding an extraordinary status. Even the heads of those terrifying noble families would treat them with great respect.
Even setting aside their status, with their terrifying strength alone, if they wanted to seize the demonic core of the demon dragon, probably no one could stop them.
A powerful aura slowly extended from Hou Qinglin's body toward the demonic core, yet his gaze remained calm, as if the demonic core of the demon dragon did not impress him.
"This demonic core was discovered by us. Do you think you can just take it like that?" Xuanyuan Potian looked at Hou Qinglin and said defiantly. The others harbored the same thoughts, but intimidated by Hou Qinglin's reputation, no one spoke. They simply watched Xuanyuan Potian, this fellow had quite the nerve.
Hou Qinglin's gaze swept indifferently over Xuanyuan Potian, and he said calmly, "I never said you couldn't compete for it. You can make a move against me, but do you have the guts?"
Hou Qinglin's calm words made Xuanyuan Potian's expression freeze, his face growing increasingly ugly. No one had ever dared speak to him like this; it was always he who addressed others in this tone. But now, Hou Qinglin had made him understand what contempt truly meant.
Do you have the guts?
A calm voice, an indifferent gaze devoid of any concern. No one doubted Hou Qinglin's disregard for Xuanyuan Potian. If Xuanyuan Potian dared to make a move, no one could predict what Hou Qinglin would do.
In terms of strength, Xuanyuan Potian was far inferior to Hou Qinglin. In terms of background, Hou Qinglin was a personal disciple of the Martial Emperor, while Xuanyuan Potian was merely a descendant of an Emperor.
Everyone's expressions froze. The space suddenly became exceptionally quiet. Xuanyuan Potian, relying on his terrifying talent and formidable strength, had always dominated and shone brilliantly. It seemed that only someone like Hou Qinglin would dare to speak to him in such a contemptuous tone.
"Refreshing!" At the lower level of the crowd, Lin Feng stood atop the collapsed ruins, a faint smile on his lips as he uttered a sound. Watching Hou Qinglin's figure, his fondness greatly increased, and the more he looked, the more agreeable he found him. Hou Qinglin had helped him before, and now this remark made him feel very good, extremely satisfying.
Back then, when he had entered the Dragon Palace, Xuanyuan Potian had spoken to him with that same look, that same tone. He hadn't expected the tables to turn so quickly, with Hou Qinglin now treating Xuanyuan Potian the same way, letting him taste that feeling for himself.
"It's not you standing there, so what are you so refreshed about? Xuanyuan Potian dared to treat you that way because he had the capital to do so in front of you. This man dares to treat him like this because he has the capital to do so in front of Xuanyuan Potian. If one day you also stand at that height, you too can despise Xuanyuan Potian with the same tone and posture."
Qiongqi said indifferently, as if constantly reminding Lin Feng, stirring the passion in his heart. That's right, Xuanyuan Potian had dared to treat him that way because Xuanyuan Potian had the capital. If one day he were like Hou Qinglin, possessing the formidable strength to look down on Xuanyuan Potian, he would be just like this—Xuanyuan Potian, no matter how proud or arrogant, would not dare to utter a single word, even if filled with rage.
"I've said before that this man is a rare genius, exceptionally brilliant. Even though Xuanyuan Potian possesses the bloodline of an Emperor and has terrifying talent, he can still despise Xuanyuan Potian. He has the confidence to keep suppressing Xuanyuan Potian, even waiting for Xuanyuan Potian to grow up. That is his pride."
Qiongqi said slowly, then looked at Lin Feng and continued, "Kid, when will you grow up, stand high in the sky like them, engage in direct dialogue, contend, and be full of vigor, so that I, the Emperor, can speak with some confidence? Right now, it's really pathetic!"
"Uh..." Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Indeed, it was pathetic.
His gaze flickered. He looked up at the void, his blood still boiling, filling him with boundless longing.
"One day, you will see this. I will stand at a position higher than theirs, with the same posture, to despise those who once despised me. Their humiliation, their contemptuous gazes, will all be the driving force for my strength, the power that makes me strong!"
Lin Feng murmured softly, as if speaking to himself. The power of his bloodline continued to roar without ceasing. His body was constantly transforming. No one knew about his transformation. At this moment, he appeared as if nothing was happening, but only he understood how intense the changes inside his body were.
The last wisp of the demon dragon's dragon soul power seemed to be slowly merging with his bloodline, completely integrating into it, becoming a part of his bloodline power, and also enabling his bloodline to truly transform.
Qiongqi was momentarily stunned by Lin Feng's words, then a faint smile appeared on his demonically handsome face as he murmured, "I hope this day won't make me wait too long!"
At this moment, in the void, Hou Qinglin took a step forward, directly striding toward the demonic core.
His palm sliced through space, as if a power of the void was born, interweaving in the space and enveloping the demonic core.
"Boom!" The demonic core erupted with terrifying demonic light, and a destructive force shot toward the void. The roar of a dragon shook the space.
Hou Qinglin's hand swept through the void, and instantly, a deep, endless abyss seemed to appear, emitting traces of reincarnation light. The terrifying demonic power and the dragon's furious roar all sank into the abyss, gradually dissipating, then completely vanishing.
"Reincarnation power!" The crowd's gazes froze. Powerful. Even without using his Azure Forest Reincarnation Sword, Hou Qinglin could still unleash the light of reincarnation. This was too formidable. Such strength made people feel beyond reach. Who would dare to fight him?
"Whoosh!" A terrifying void force enveloped the demonic core. Hou Qinglin stepped forward directly. Every direction in the void seemed to possess the reincarnation power of the abyss. No matter how powerful the demonic core's force was, it could not split the void.
Opening his palm, Hou Qinglin suddenly clenched it. The light of reincarnation continued to bloom, and the demonic core was grasped in his hand, like an ordinary crystal. It was hard to imagine that the demonic core Hou Qinglin now easily controlled was the same terrifying core that had just killed many experts. The gap was too vast, impossible to bridge.
"Impressive!" Lin Feng's eyes were filled with longing. This was the second time he had seen Hou Qinglin take action, and it was still so soul-stirring.
"I've already said he is a rare genius. A mere demonic core cannot stop him. He is destined to become an Emperor, and perhaps even a Great Emperor one day. After you become a disciple of the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor, you will be fellow disciples with him and Mu Chen. You can interact more with these people. There is much you need to learn from them!"
Qiongqi spoke from the side. Lin Feng nodded. He had a good impression of both Mu Chen and Hou Qinglin, and their strength was formidable, enough to even be his teachers. Soon, he would have the opportunity to become their fellow disciple!
At this moment, Hou Qinglin lowered his head, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Xuanyuan Potian below, and said, "Before you have strength, don't flaunt your talent. No one cares!"
Hou Qinglin's words were very direct, mocking Xuanyuan Potian. Xuanyuan Potian could be proud; he didn't care. However, the cold glare Xuanyuan Potian had shot at Mu Chen displeased him. Mu Chen was a senior brother he had always respected!
PS: Asking for some flowers. The momentum has stalled. Let's work together. One thousand two hundred, it will come quickly!