Dragon God Supreme

"No time for that, let them fuss if they want."

Feng Wuchen refused without hesitation.

No need to guess, it’s clearly finding fault with no solution.

Only fools would agree.

Glancing at Feng Wuchen, Dantong laughed, "If it were me, I wouldn’t agree either. Who knows what harsh conditions they might impose?"

"How’s Xiao Xiao’s cultivation result?" Feng Wuchen asked.

Dantong smiled slightly, "In any case, they followed your instructions, and all have broken through to the Saint Spirit Realm."

"Oh? They’ve all broken through to the Saint Spirit Realm?" Feng Wuchen said in surprise.

Dantong laughed, "Yes, those who joined the God Shadow guards like Long Nitian have shown the most improvement. They’ll be back in three months, but Long Nitian and the others must carry out tasks with God Shadow guards. I’ve placed Feng Hun Shan and Qing Jiaolong in the Sheng Dan Pavilion."

"I’ll arrange other things for them then," Feng Wuchen nodded.

"Brother Feng, are you really not going?" Dantong asked again.

"I have this time, shouldn’t I cultivate?" Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes.

"Ah, I’m afraid it’s not up to you, the ancestors have already agreed." Dantong sighed helplessly.

"What? The ancestors agreed?" Feng Wuchen’s expression changed, furious, he felt helpless, "The ancestors really screwed me this time."

Dantong shrugged, saying, "So, whether you agree or not, you have to agree. Otherwise, those old timers won’t let go, unless you possess extraordinary strength, then they’ll recognize you."

"..." Feng Wuchen’s face turned completely dark.

Just ascended to the Holy Realm two months ago, where did extraordinary strength come from?

If he had that power, Feng Wuchen would have already beaten them one by one.

"Let’s go, the ancestors said to go to the hall once you emerge. I’ll inform them first." Dantong shook his head and then left the hall.

"Master, being named Dragon God Supreme is trivial, it’s okay whether you want it or not, don’t forget the Divine Ring has the Samsara Tower, with a hundred terrifying experts backing you." communicated the Dragon God Sword.

"Alright, let’s see what absurd conditions they have." Feng Wuchen walked out of the hall helplessly.

News spread, the Third Elder and senior figures from major powers gathered at the hall.

All waiting for Feng Wuchen.

"Brother Feng, it’s up to you now, old brother can’t help." Dantong’s helpless voice came.

Soon, Feng Wuchen entered the hall.

In that moment, Feng Wuchen felt he had entered a pack of wolves, with everyone’s fierce gaze fixed on him.

Is this a feast of cannibals?

Feng Wuchen was secretly annoyed but didn’t show it on his face.

"Greetings to the three ancestors, protectors, Third Elder, esteemed seniors." Feng Wuchen entered cordially with cupped fists, basic etiquette is important.

Can’t let the ancestors lose face, right?

"No need for formalities, proceed." Long Shi Hun smiled faintly.

"Thank you, ancestors." Feng Wuchen sat down unceremoniously, glancing at Third Elder and others, without care.

Looking at the three ancestors, discovering they nodded slightly at him, Feng Wuchen knew what was happening.

"Third Elder, why keep staring? So intensely, you’re making me blush," Feng Wuchen suddenly remarked.

A barely suppressed laugh echoed through the hall.

After all, quite a few supported the idea of naming Feng Wuchen as Dragon God Supreme.

Third Elder’s face twitched, glaring fiercely at Feng Wuchen, he growled, "Feng Wuchen, Emperor Tongue must have told you, right?"

"Yes, he did." Feng Wuchen nodded.

"So, you know everything?" an elder asked seriously, treating Feng Wuchen not as Dragon God Supreme but more like a criminal.

"Sorry, I forgot, could you repeat?" Feng Wuchen grinned, showing no respect.

"You!" the elder exploded in anger.

"What ’you’?" Feng Wuchen stood up, pointing at the elder, "Such insolence, what’s with this attitude? I’m still a Supreme named by the ancestors, speaking to me this way, are you disregarding them? If not for your seniority, I’d charge you with insubordination!"

"..." The elder’s face flushed red, nearly bursting with anger, but he dared not speak further.

He couldn’t bear such a charge!

Feng Wuchen invoked the Dragon Ancestor’s name, completely silencing the vehement opposition.

Feng Wuchen being personally named Supreme by Long Shi Hun, any disrespect to him reflects on Long Shi Hun.

"Insolent?" Dantong was stunned, who is truly insolent here?

Only Feng Wuchen could say that, right?

"This kid’s mouth is impressive, didn’t expect such a bold move, fits my taste!" Long Shiyun observed with excitement.

Long Shitian nodded slightly, smiling, "Expected him to comply with Third Elder’s terms, didn’t foresee he’d turn the tables, remarkable indeed."

"Anyone else want insubordination?" Feng Wuchen asked arrogantly, his sharp gaze causing heads to bow.

Only the Third Elder watched Feng Wuchen with a sullen face.

"Drop the arrogance, though named Supreme by the ancestors, without our recognition, you aren’t Supreme in our eyes!" Third Elder growled.

"Indeed! Without our recognition, you aren’t Supreme!" an elder shouted, others joined in.

The hall burst into chatter.

"Silence!" Long Shi Hun spoke calmly, his words carrying supreme authority, spreading through the hall.

The hall instantly quieted.

"Feng Wuchen, I’ve already agreed for you, if achieved, Third Elder and others will recognize you." Long Shi Hun said with indifference.

Feng Wuchen nodded, "Good."

Scanning Third Elder and others, Feng Wuchen lazily said, "You old seniors, just unhappy I’m above you all, so, what humanly impossible tasks have you devised?"

"Feng Wuchen, to be named Supreme, given you’ve just ascended to the Holy Realm, skill isn’t demanded for now, but you must have qualifications." Third Elder said.

"Conditions!" Feng Wuchen simply stated.

Third Elder sneered, "First, it’s heard you’re an exceptional alchemist in the Divine Realm, now you must use One Thought Divine Power to concoct a Saint Spirit Realm elixir, if you..."

"Next!" Feng Wuchen had already produced a Saint Realm elixir.

Yes, right there in front of everyone, One-Thought Pill Concoction!

"What? Concoction complete?"

"Impossible! Has Feng Wuchen advanced to a Saint Spirit Realm Alchemist?"

"So fast! Didn’t even catch it, the Saint Spirit Realm elixir’s made!"

Everyone’s eyes bulged, filled with shock and disbelief.

Feng Wuchen just ascended two months ago, already entering the Saint Spirit Realm Alchemist ranks?

Third Elder was dumbfounded.

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