Chapter 105: Did I Consume Senior Brother Chen

The heavens and earth fell silent!

Battle‑hardened Immortal, Jin Rilie and his son, Long Xuan and the others stared at the black, ferocious great ship hovering in mid‑air in the distance and the rotten flesh stuck to its prow, horror filling their eyes, their dry throats unable to utter a sound.

Their hearts seemed to stop.

The people of Tiandu City and Ji Hui Thus we have Title: Elder lying among the ruins, each with a blank expression, their bodies trembling wildly like pendulums.

And Jia Lan, who was on the Heavenly Doom Shark Boat together with Chen Zheng, was even more stunned.

As for Ling Xiao, cold sweat drenched his body, as if he had just been hauled out of water.

The scene was overwhelmingly shocking to them.

Many had assumed Chen Zheng was no match for Wan Luo.

It would take a Great Elder from the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace to intervene and stop Wan Luo.

But who could have imagined Chen Zheng suddenly wielding a mid‑grade Dao instrument to blast open the Rashomon, crushing Wan Luo until no bone remained.

It was like an emperor about to behead a beggar, only for the beggar to pull out a kitchen knife and chop off the emperor's head.

That was excessively brutal.

"Fortunately the Golden Core wasn't shattered."

On the Heavenly Doom Shark Boat, Chen Zheng went to the prow, reached out and drew the spinning Golden Core from afar, seizing it in his hand.

The Ancient Giant's original Golden Core housed all his Divine Skills.

It was also his trump card.

Not only could it self‑detonate at a thought to threaten foes, it was also extremely sturdy, able to be hurled to smash enemies.

Gold represents immortality.

A cultivator's mortal body easily decays and cannot escape the erosion of time; only the original Golden Core can endure forever.

Yet however sturdy a Golden Core is, it cannot match the hardness of a mid‑grade Dao instrument, especially one like the Heavenly Doom Shark Boat, a Dao instrument designed for ramming people and treasures.

Chen Zheng truly feared that a mis‑control might smash Wan Luo's original Golden Core to ruin.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

If he spends some time breaking down this Golden Core, he can obtain all of Wan Luo's cultivated Divine Skills, including the Panwu Great Strength Divine Skill.

It should be noted that once a cultivator reaches the Divine Skill Fifth Tier Tianren Realm, the difficulty of conflicting foreign magical forces disappears.

The more Divine Skills one cultivates, the stronger one becomes.

Especially, to advance in the Tianren Realm to the Divine Skill Sixth Tier Unified Realm, one must master five kinds of Five‑Elements Attribute Divine Skills.

But Divine Skills are not easy to refine; a great Divine Skill without decades of arduous practice is hard to perfect.

Supreme Divine Skills, let alone the Three Thousand Dao Paths, are even harder, with unknown amounts of time and resources required.

For example, Wan Luo's original Golden Core contains seventeen Divine Skills, the result of centuries of diligent cultivation.

Now they are all cheap for Chen Zheng.

It can be called a blood‑rich profit.

……

Along the central axis of the Xuanhuang Great World, clouds and mist roiled, and a magnificent portal rose like a pillar holding up the heavens, supporting the sky so it would never fall.

A cultivator of profound attainment looking down from the starry sky would see endless primordial Qi continuously condensing and surging toward that grand portal on the axis.

Inside the portal seemed a colossal entity that devoured everything, siphoning the fortunes of the Xuanhuang Great World.

Undoubtedly, the portal is the mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect, the world's foremost school.

Within the mountain gate lies an independent spacetime, suffused everywhere with fresh primordial Qi; an ordinary person inhaling a breath can extend their lifespan.

Palaces and mountains alike float in mid‑air within this isolated spacetime.

There is even an artificial great sun inside, shining eternally, never dark. At this moment, in a great hall of the Taiyi Sect, a Pill Furnace stands.

The furnace's material is unknown—not metal, not stone, not jade; its surface is shrouded in layers of smoke and clouds, as if it possessed infinite space.

The furnace breathes violently, shrinking to the size of a fist at times, then expanding into a massive behemoth, continuously alternating.

And Hua Tiandu, the First True Transmission of the Feather Ascension Sect, is using this furnace to refine the Jiazi Great Pill.

Cang Baizi is assisting him.

The two work with full vigor, the atmosphere blazing.

However, the Jiazi Great Pill is a regional‑level elixir, and ten thousand of them must be forged for the Taiyi Sect; even Hua Tiandu's extraordinary furnace cannot complete this quickly.

Suddenly, Cang Baizi noticed Hua Tiandu's expression had changed and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Hua Tiandu spat out four words between his teeth: "Wan Luo is dead."

"Huh? Who could kill Senior Brother Wan Luo?" Cang Baizi was stunned, then wore a shocked expression.

Hua Tiandu coldly replied, "It was Chen Zheng; he had a mid‑grade Dao instrument that struck Wan Luo dead."

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"How could Chen Zheng possess a mid‑grade Dao instrument? Impossible!" Cang Baizi screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Hua Tiandu's eyes filled with murderous intent as he headed toward the hall's exit, intending to return to the Feather Ascension Sect to personally slay Chen Zheng and set things right.

Just as he was about to step over the threshold, his foot halted.

Cannot move for now!

The Taiyi Sect Sect Head had already promised him that if he produced ten thousand Jiazi Great Pills for the Taiyi Sect, showing sincere contrition, he would be allowed to enter the "Eternal Divine Furnace" for cultivation in the future.

and the chance to marry Yan Shuiyi,

Now the pill is only half‑refined and he's leaving; if the Taiyi Sect Sect Head learns of this, wouldn't he think the heart is insincere?

He gritted his teeth, pulled a black jade Ruyi from his bosom, infused it with a divine thought, and sent a message to his master "Ruyi Zi", who was in seclusion.

The perspective returns to the Feather Ascension Sect.

Chen Zheng saw the Great Elders of the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace silent, as if communicating telepathically, so he retrieved the Heavenly Doom Shark Boat, grabbed the dazed Jia Lan, and flew toward Jia Lan Peak.

Wan Luo wants to kill him; he is acting in self‑defense.

If the Feather Ascension Sect punishes him because of this, then that sect would not be surprising.

It is winter, yet on Jialan Peak the scenery stays the same, blue blossoms covering the hills and valleys.

Here, Chen Zheng met many old acquaintances, all female disciples of the Jialan Society—Long Xuan, Nan Beibei, and others.

Ye Piaoling and several other true‑lineage female disciples were also there.

There was also the delicate Xu Yueer.

The girl lowered her head, not daring to look at Chen Zheng, appearing a little fearful and uneasy.

When Chen Zheng first came to the Feather Ascension Sect for an assessment, he didn't know the route, and she took him to the Stepping Immortal Courtyard.

In such a short time, Chen Zheng can even slay an Ancient Giant.

It is beyond description, even a single sky‑piercing flight would fall short.

"Yueer, come here for a moment," Chen Zheng waved his hand in the main hall of Jialan Peak.

"Senior Brother Chen, what is it?" Xu Yueer carefully walked over from among the women.

Pop!

As Xu Yueer opened her mouth to speak, Chen Zheng lightly snapped his fingers, and a milky‑white essence flew into her mouth, sliding down her throat into her belly.

"Senior Brother Chen, what did you feed me?"

Xu Yueer, unaware of what wild thoughts she had, flushed as red as an apple.

Soon, her internal Qi and blood surged, merging with her spirit, causing magical power to arise within her, vibrating everywhere and spouting outward.

She never imagined that merely eating Chen Zheng's offering would thrust her straight into the Shen Tong Mi Jing.

The many female disciples of the Jialan Society nearby saw the scene and almost had their eyes pop out.

(End of chapter)