Chapter 340: Promote to Six-Turn Martial Saint Divine Sense

At this moment, millions watched as Hua Fei and her daughter massaged Xu Chen's shoulders.

And Xu Chen's indifferent expression left them all numb.

Especially Luo Qianshang, Yang Han, Zhao Wuji, Xun Yan, and Di Lintian.

They had encountered Xu Chen many times before, always seeing similar scenes.

Their lips twitched—damn, why could such good fortune never fall to them?

At this moment, Xu Chen squinted, his expression languid.

"Hua Fei, press a little harder on the left shoulder, yes, just like that."

"I'm saying, Xiao Mi, you don't even know how to do this—have you ever served anyone before?"

"If you can't do it, just give up—why is it so hard just to rub someone's shoulders?"

Right before everyone's eyes, Xu Chen was giving orders to Hua Fei and Huayang Gongzhu.

Yet the two women showed not the slightest resentment, and Huayang Gongzhu was extremely cautious.

When she saw Xu Chen frown, she immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'll work hard to learn, Chen Ge."

Xu Chen gave a look of utter disgust: "Pay attention—I'm in agony here. Learn properly from your mother."

Upon hearing this, Huayang Gongzhu nodded frantically like a chick pecking grain: "I'll do it!" Their exchange resembled that of a master and servant. Everyone: "..." Holy shit. Numb.

The noble, supremely proud, peerlessly beautiful Huayang Gongzhu.

Now, she had become a nervous, servile presence.

Beside her, Hua Fei, with her seductive glances, showed no displeasure whatsoever.

In fact, they seemed eager to press themselves against Xu Chen.

This was just fucking insane.

At this moment, Xu Chen stretched lazily: "I'm going to train. All three of you, guard me."

Upon hearing this, Han Ruoxi and the other two women nodded: "No problem." After speaking, Xu Chen took out the two pills again.

He glanced at them—one was the Nine Revolutions Spirit Advancement Pill, a Supreme-Grade Pill.

Its effect was simple and brutal: swallow it, and your rank rises instantly.

Generally, it's best taken at the peak of Nine-Turn Martial Saint.

At that stage, swallowing it guarantees promotion to Martial Emperor.

But Xu Chen had no such plan—he'd take it after returning from Taihua Mountain, to reach Six-turn Martial Saint.

The reason he wasn't taking it now was simple: absorbing the pill's potency required at least seven days.

These next two or three days clearly weren't enough.

The other pill was the Nine Revolutions Soul Pill, meant to enhance Divine Sense.

Its effect was similar to the Nine Revolutions Spirit Advancement Pill: it raised Divine Sense by one level.

In other words, with his current Five-Turn level, taking it would boost his Divine Sense to Six-turn Martial Saint.

The absorption time was fast—just two or three days.

Xu Chen looked at Yan Song and smiled lightly: "Yan Song, your Nine Revolutions Spirit Advancement Pill and Nine Revolutions Soul Pill are quite good."

"Whoa!"

At these words, millions erupted in shock.

Holy shit! The Emperor actually used such precious pills as bait?

Damn, these pills let a Martial Saint jump a full rank!

Whether for cultivation level or Divine Sense—was the Emperor insane?

If those Nine-Turn Martial Saint peaks knew what was up there, wouldn't they go mad trying to snatch them?

Yan Song's face darkened: "Xu Chen, don't get cocky after taking advantage."

Damn it—he'd thought everything was under his control.

Who knew that crazy woman Han Ruoxi would show up, with such terrifying strength?

Even her poison made a Seven-Turn like him wary.

And Huayang knew so many terrifying Forbidden Restrictions—Hua Fei's Sound Attack was especially brutal.

His entire plan had been thrown off course.

The end result? He'd lost these two priceless pills for nothing.

Luo Qianshang sighed: "These pills—even with a thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Medicines, you might never succeed in refining them again."

Yang Han nodded: "Yes, too precious—I'd pay ten thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones for one."

Zhao Wuji snorted: "Ten thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones? You still might not get them—there's no market."

Xun Yan agreed: "Right. Normally, a Martial Saint needs a thousand years to advance one level—this pill does it in days.

Ten thousand Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones? Impossible. You're dreaming. At least twenty thousand—that's the minimum." Di Lintian also sighed: "I never imagined such an incredible opportunity would fall to Xu Chen." Hearing this, the other four Saint Sons and Princes all wore expressions of envy and bitterness.

Could this Xu bastard truly be the Son of Luck? Damn it.

Many Martial Artists stared at Xu Chen with burning eyes.

If not for fear, they'd have rushed to steal them.

Too bad even Yan Song couldn't move—how could they?

Thus, after roughly three days:

Xu Chen's Divine Sense had quietly surged from Five-Turn to Six-Turn.

"Hum!"

He opened his eyes, and two beams of brilliant light shot out, striking the empty air ahead.

Instantly, the void shattered, space currents churned wildly, howling without end.

His Divine Sense suddenly erupted from his body, spreading outward like ripples without end.

Eventually, he discovered his Divine Sense could now spread across six hundred thousand li.

In other words, within a radius of six hundred thousand li, he could launch Divine Sense attacks on any enemy. "My Divine Sense has finally improved—not bad."

Then, Xu Chen stretched lazily and said with satisfaction.

He glanced downward and saw that Lan Yun, Su Yuheng, and the physical body of the Undying Medicine Fenshen were all already inside.

They only needed to wait for the Forbidden Restriction of Taihua Mountain to be lifted, at which point they could follow Xu Chen inside. Yan Song, at 560, coldly stared at Xu Chen: "Between you and Ye Xuan, who will enter?" Xu Chen blinked in surprise: "Can't two virgin males go? What do you think? I think it's fine." Yan Song's lip twitched—damn it.

Over there, they hadn't said no.

But someone as eager to rush to their death as you—I've never seen the like.

He's convinced.

So Yan Song sneered: "If you're not afraid of death, I don't mind." Xu Chen shrugged: "Then that's settled?" Suddenly, his expression turned curious. "By the way, I heard your Taihua Mountain holds one of your Taihua Laozu—apparently trapped for a long time, no one knows if he's alive or dead, right?" Yan Song frowned: "I don't mind telling you—yes. What do you intend?" Xu Chen grinned: "Nothing, just curious." He suddenly remembered—this Taihua Laozu was actually a woman. And because of the ice seal, her youthful appearance had remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years.

But likewise, because of the ice seal, her cultivation had not advanced—she was supposedly at the peak of the Seventh Transformation.

Most importantly, this Taihua Laozu was also, damn it, a female lead.

Come to think of it, she seemed to have some connection with Yi Bingrou.

He bared his teeth—this Laozu had also beaten him in his past life.

Damn it, I'll have to be careful later—don't let me run into her again.