Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1549 - 1540: Feather Transformation Saint Heir
Wandering alone in Taifeng City for two days, during this time, Mo Wangchen saw many familiar faces.
Saintess Yunxi, Purple Extreme Saint, including Zhen Ming and other prodigies from the Eastern Desolate.
He did not show himself to meet them, instead, he stayed hidden, waiting for the start of the tests.
The Heavenly Martial Saint also came. The Undying Sword Body of the Eastern Desolate, many people say, is the only Human Clan Divine Body that can contend with the Ancient Clans.
Proving the way with the sword, capable of cutting all things under heaven, the Heavenly Martial Saint gives a strong and sharp impression.
This was Mo Wangchen’s first encounter with him, even though the Heavenly Martial Saint did not appear at the Xuantian establishment ceremony not long ago.
The Immortal Jade Inn!
The most bustling tavern in Taifeng City, it’s a property of an ancient family within the city.
Lately, due to the increase of cultivators in Taifeng City, the Immortal Jade Inn has naturally been packed with people daily.
On this day, Mo Wangchen arrived here.
"It’s rumored that a Divine Body emerged in the Eastern Desolate, comparable to the Undying Sword Body, named Mo Wangchen, who defeated the first of the Heavenly Martial Seven Swords. Now he is hailed as the number one under the Eastern Desolate Saint. I wonder if he will come when the Divine Bell appears this time?"
"The Reverse Life of a hundred years, who can resist such temptation? Mo Wangchen’s arrival is not surprising. But now, with so many talents gathered in Taifeng City, he’s clearly not enough to take the lead; it’s too difficult."
"I say, is there no one left in the Eastern Desolate? Even a kid who suddenly appeared can stand proudly below the saints?" a talented individual from the Western Wilderness sneered.
Just as Mo Wangchen walked into the Immortal Jade Inn and hadn’t yet sat down, he heard many people discussing. Hearing someone mention him, he couldn’t help but shake his head and smile wryly, but he didn’t want to pay attention. He’s heard such talk many times lately.
If he cared each time, how could he manage it all?
"Never mind Mo Wangchen, Jian Yi, as the first of the Heavenly Martial Seven Swords, practiced half of the Heavenly Martial Sword Technique; everyone knows how strong he is. To defeat him, Mo Wangchen can’t be ordinary. Who are you to make judgments here?"
And just as he found an empty seat and sat down, suddenly, he heard a faint female voice coming from a window seat not far away.
Mo Wangchen was startled at first, the voice sounded familiar. Turning his gaze, indeed, it was a woman in a gray long skirt, the Young Pavilion Master of the Eastern Desolate Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Mu Ling!
"I just made a few casual comments, but this lady’s tone is a bit too sharp, don’t you think?" The Western Wilderness talent couldn’t help but frown. His name was He Qiming, from the He Family of ancient martial arts in the Western Wilderness, a direct lineage disciple.
"You say there’s no one in the Eastern Desolate, what right do you have to say that?" Mu Ling turned her gaze to him, speaking calmly.
Hearing Mu Ling claim to be from the Eastern Desolate, He Qiming sneered, "What does my qualification have to do with you?"
"The world knows, among the four great desolate domains, the Western Wilderness is the weakest. Yet, as a mere family scion, you dare to make judgments here about the talents of the Eastern Desolate. Don’t you think your tone is a bit arrogant?" Mu Ling said.
"Bang!"
He Qiming, hearing this, slapped the table in front of him into pieces and stood up, "If you want to stand up for the young generation of the Eastern Desolate, you can try me. I won’t hold back just because you’re a girl."
Being targeted like this by a woman, He Qiming, a proud man, couldn’t hold back. He angrily spoke up.
"Buzz..."
Mu Ling smirked, raised her hand, and pointed. An invisible finger light mixed with vast divine power pierced through the void, shooting out.
"Ah!"
The next moment, only the sound of a scream erupted, blood splattered, the finger light pierced through He Qiming’s left arm, sending him flying backward, coughing up blood uncontrollably.
"With such little ability, who are you to look down on anyone?" Mu Ling retracted her finger, indifferently saying.
"You!"
He Qiming’s face changed dramatically, a trace of fear appearing in his eyes. Who was this woman? One pointed finger, and it was so terrifying. With his peak second stage of the Ancient God Realm strength, he didn’t even have time to react.
Around them, the onlookers were also slightly surprised, but only because Mu Ling’s strength was somewhat unexpected. Such occurrences have been common in Taifeng City lately; many have become accustomed to them.
After all, with the current assembly of talents from the four domains in the city, it would indeed be odd if nothing happened.
"Is there no one left in the Western Wilderness? Is this the level of strength that dares to make judgments on the talents of the Eastern Desolate?" Mu Ling countered with the same words.
"This lady, He Qiming is just a family scion, what right does he have to represent the Western Wilderness? I, being unworthy, would like to learn from the talents of the Eastern Desolate."
Just at this moment, not far behind Mu Ling, at another window position, a man with a fan smiled and spoke.
"Li Yuantian!"
He Qiming turned his gaze over, seeing the man’s appearance clearly, his expression changed.
"Li Yuantian? Feather Transformation Saint?!"
Hearing his address to the man, the people present couldn’t help but gasp.
In the Western Wilderness, although it’s the weakest of the four domains, there exist two sacred lands. Feather Transformation Sacred Land is one of them.
Feather Transformation Saint Li Yuantian, practicing Feather Transformation Divine Technique, became famous at an early age, one of the top kings among the young generation of today.
"It seems the Feather Transformation Saint is over-aged? He has been in the path for nearly four thousand years; he can’t participate in this test, yet he came to the Southern Desolate?" someone curiously remarked.
"I didn’t come for the Divine Bell test. With talents from the four domains gathering, such an event would indeed be a pity not to join. My ambition is in Martial Arts. There’s no longer a worthy opponent in the Western Wilderness, so I wanted to take this opportunity to challenge the talents from the Eastern, Southern, and Northern Desolates." Li Yuantian smiled faintly.
His age exceeds the range for the test. This time, he came to the Southern Desolate simply because the gathering of talents from the four domains made his hands itch.
"It’s rumored Li Yuantian defeated the Feihong Saint three years ago, now truly the number one among the younger generation of the Western Wilderness!" someone exclaimed.
The Western Wilderness has two sacred lands, Feather Transformation and Feihong.
Three years ago, in that battle, the Feihong Saint was defeated. Now the Feather Transformation Saint indeed has no equal in the Western Wilderness.
Saying he came to the Southern Desolate to witness the strength of the young generation from the other three desolate domains is not difficult to understand.
"My visit to the Southern Desolate is for the test; I don’t want to waste too much energy on you." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Mu Ling looked at him, frowned slightly, then shook her head.
This is a formidable opponent, truly the first king among the young generation of the Western Wilderness. If they really fought, it would have a great impact on her upcoming test.
"That’s really a pity, rarely meeting someone who interests me." Li Yuantian chuckled softly, without making things difficult, just revealing a hint of regret in his eyes.
"Just now, this young lady spoke in defense of Mo Wangchen. As you’re both from the Eastern Desolate, I gather you must know each other. I’m interested in him as well and have long wanted to engage him. Could you perhaps invite him for a friendly duel? Of course, this is just a friendly spar, a touch-and-go." Li Yuantian continued, his expression sincere.
Hearing this, Mu Ling merely smiled, "Then why don’t you ask him yourself?"
With that, she suddenly turned her gaze to a specific spot, smiling, "Since Brother Mo is here, why not show yourself to everyone?"
The crowd was taken aback by her words, then turned their gaze to see a man in white sitting there. Who else could it be but Mo Wangchen?
Mo Wangchen first froze, quickly realizing, shaking his head with a wry smile, it turned out Mu Ling had already discovered him earlier.
