Chapter 625

They chatted for over half an hour before a few presidents finally left.

Xiao Feng saw them off, then took off from the spot and flew toward the palace city of Storm Capital.

Storm God Han Que had promised to give him a cultivation manual, and Xiao Feng was eagerly looking forward to it.

"Brother Han, Brother Han~"

He swaggered into the palace, calling out the permitted title.

Soon he arrived at the main hall.

Coincidentally, the power core of Storm God's Nation was holding a meeting, with the Storm God seated in the hall.

Seeing him arrive, he smiled and said, "Little Brother Xiao Feng, how was your experience in the Myriad Realms Battlefield?"

Xiao Feng sighed: "Forget about it—over there time flows ten times faster; I only spent three days, but when I returned a whole month had passed here. It's really depressing!"

"Haha, the rules of the Myriad Realms Battlefield are often tweaked; changing the time flow is minor. Once they even reset the entire heaven and earth, rendering all maps in the divine realm useless, causing many who went there to become literally blind." Han Que said, not surprised.

"Uh, there's such a thing?" Xiao Feng was speechless.

In that case, the so-called "season" setting in the Myriad Realms Battlefield is probably not just a joke.

As the game progresses, further modifications and adjustments may appear to meet version requirements.

"Have you encountered any formidable opponents on your way?" the Storm God asked.

Xiao Feng nodded: "I ran into four 500-level titled god-strength wild monsters, and a 505-level low-tier god."

"Oh? How did the battles go?" the god asked curiously.

The ministers also showed interest, wanting to know whether this adventurer favored by the God's Majesty could stand against titled gods, and how many moves he could endure when facing a god.

Under everyone's gaze, Xiao Feng sighed in disappointment and replied: "A bunch of trash— they only know how to flee; the moment they see they can't beat me, they disappear. That god monster was somewhat interesting; it stole my gear, making the fight a bit tough, and I had to expend great effort to kill it. However, it was so poor it didn't even have a god artifact, dropping only a supreme-grade divine item."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"What kind of joke is this? Scaring off titled gods and killing a god?"

"This guy… is just boasting without basis; he's only level 415, no—His Majesty said he's merely a 315-level lesser god. With that ability, merely surviving against a titled god would be impressive, let alone driving them away—he's probably the one running."

"Heh, just listen and don't take it seriously."

Some were surprised, some doubtful, and some completely disbelieving.

Even the Storm God felt Xiao Feng's words were a bit exaggerated, asking: "Are those opponents you mentioned the savage beasts and calamity demons?"

"Yes, and also a spirit bird clan." Xiao Feng nodded.

The Storm God said: "Although the native clans' beings are relatively weak, they aren't that far off. If you can slay the gods of those three clans, even I would find it hard to defeat you head-on."

"No, it's different. They're just wild monsters with ordinary stats and poor gear. You've trained for years, have many skills, and you possess god artifacts and supreme treasures—maybe even king-level gear—so I definitely couldn't beat you." Xiao Feng shook his head.

Although confident, he wasn't overly arrogant.

If a level 688 god were that easy to defeat, he couldn't have remained the ruler of Storm God's Nation.

The surrounding ministers continued to whisper among themselves.

Among those present, only the Storm God somewhat believed he truly killed a god-level monster.

"Speaking of which, are god-level monsters especially common in the Myriad Realms Battlefield? I just left the teleportation array not far and already encountered one; if I went farther, I'd probably find them everywhere." Xiao Feng asked.

The Storm God smiled upon hearing this: "Though it's not that exaggerated, it's pretty close. That place is teeming with powerful beings; even I wouldn't dare claim I could stay unharmed. The savage beast, calamity demon, spirit bird, magic rock, divine wood, ghost fish, and wondrous spirit clans—seven major groups—have countless god-level powerhouses, many of whom are even king-level. They will be the first trial for adventurers entering the Myriad Realms Battlefield; you'd best wait until you're strong enough before venturing there."

"Seven major clans? That many!" Xiao Feng's eyes widened.

He had thought there were only three major clans, never expecting that even just the wild monsters comprised seven tribes, some of which are king-level beings!

It seems that for the player faction to gain a foothold in the Myriad Realms Battlefield is quite a difficult undertaking.

But that's good—difficulty brings challenge; the stronger the monsters, the longer one can play, avoiding an early "clear" that would be boring.

"Looks like I still need to work hard to level up if I want to roam the Myriad Realms." Xiao Feng's fighting spirit surged.

"Mm, keep striving; I'll be counting on you later." The Storm God smiled faintly.

He then produced an object, sent it flying with divine power, and it landed in Xiao Feng's hand.

He said: "This is what I promised to give you, hoping"

to help you."

Xiao Feng caught it and took a look.

It is a handwritten book, about seventy to eighty pages, with quite a bit of content.

But it contains no item description; it's simply a record of text.

Opening the first page, I saw the six seal-script characters of "Jade Cauldron Golden Pill Essentials."

Upon seeing those ancient Chinese characters, Xiao Feng felt a sense of familiarity and thought happily: "The Nine Provinces Han Que spoke of probably share deep roots with our Dragon Nation; this cultivation method is likely genuinely usable—I must memorize it well!"

"Jade Cauldron Golden Pill Essentials" sounds high-class; it's definitely not some cheap, commonplace technique.

"Thank you, my lord; I'll take my leave now and come back if I have news!" Xiao Feng put away the book, clasped his fists, and prepared to depart.

Just as he reached the door, he remembered the matter of the mount egg, so he stopped and turned back.

"Anything else?" the Storm God asked.

Xiao Feng grinned, thick-skinned, and said: "Well… I suppose I'm doing some work for His Majesty these days; always flying myself is a loss of face. Surely your Storm God Nation has some powerful spirit beast eggs? If it's not too much trouble, could you give me a ninth‑ or eighth‑tier one?"

"Uh..."

The Storm God's expression stiffened.

The ministers were also shocked by his shameless remark.

A rear‑rank minister timidly said: "Who would dare use a ninth‑tier spirit beast as a mount? Even stomping your foot would make a god‑king shrink his neck."

Upon hearing that, Xiao Feng thought: "Wow, that's fierce!"

"Then how about a sixth‑ or seventh‑tier one?" he added.

"A seventh‑tier spirit beast can already become a god upon adulthood… you think this is buying groceries!" another minister retorted bluntly.

Another minister rudely retorted.

Xiao Feng was instantly dazed.

He originally thought the mount had no combat power whatsoever; even if it were Stage 9, it would be quite ordinary, just a bit faster.

As it turned out, hearing that, it's completely not the case!

A Stage 7 Spirit Beast mount, when fully grown, is a Chief God; how could a Chief God level lack combat power?

Obviously impossible!

So, once a mount enters a stage, it is actually very powerful, and it's nothing like a traditional means of transportation!

"Then... what stage are your eggs?" Xiao Feng asked.

(End of chapter)