Dragon God Supreme

"Supreme Lord, Yun’er doesn’t understand why we have to do this. Supreme Lord, you clearly can deal with them, so why are you still letting them smash up the Sheng Dan Pavilion?"

Shui Yun’er looked at Feng Wuchen in utter confusion.

It wasn’t just Shui Yun’er; even Huangfu Kong and the others were all extremely puzzled, unable to figure out what Feng Wuchen was trying to do.

With Feng Wuchen’s terrifying identity, a casual sentence from him would be enough to make Zhou Ye and the others obediently shut up and act like grandsons.

Zhou Ye and the others wouldn’t have any chance to make a move at all.

"It’s simple, because I want them to compensate me!" Feng Wuchen said with a brilliant smile.

"Compensate?" Shui Yun’er and Huangfu Kong and the rest cried out in unison, their expressions stiffening as they stared wide-eyed at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen said with a smile, "Break one, pay ten. That’s the rule of the Sheng Dan Pavilion. If they don’t compensate, how is the Sheng Dan Pavilion supposed to grow strong? If we don’t cripple them, how is the Sheng Dan Pavilion supposed to awe all of Jiuzhou?"

"Lord Feng’s move really is brilliant. Seven factions came to deal with the Sheng Dan Pavilion; now they’re the ones who have to pay up." Qing Jiaolong said with a delighted smile.

"Why didn’t this old man think of making them compensate?" Huangfu Kong was also enlightened, his old face breaking into an excited grin.

"Supreme Lord is truly amazing." A look of admiration surfaced on Shui Yun’er’s pretty face as she smiled.

Break one, pay ten—this would absolutely make those seven factions lose everything!

Feng Wuchen intended to use "break one, pay ten" to seize a massive amount of treasures. While those seven factions were stripped to the bone, the Sheng Dan Pavilion would be able to truly rise.

"It’s a pity they didn’t completely destroy the Sheng Dan Pavilion, otherwise we could have exchanged it for a grand palace." Feng Wuchen shook his head and said.

"Supreme Lord, how do we make them compensate?" an elder asked.

"Isn’t that easy? Just see whether they value their lives. My stuff is not something they can smash so casually." Feng Wuchen said with a cold smile, a ferocious glint flashing in his eyes.

That elder’s old face flushed red. To think he’d actually asked such a stupid question; he wished he could crawl into a hole.

"I’m the kind of person who likes to give others a chance. If we can talk things out nicely, it saves a lot of trouble." Feng Wuchen said with a cold smile. "First, send people to those seven factions. Three days from now, they’re to come to the Sheng Dan Pavilion to settle accounts for all the treasures they damaged—break one, pay ten. If they don’t come in three days, they’ll bear the consequences themselves."

"Supreme Lord, they definitely won’t be willing." Shui Yun’er said with great certainty.

"If they’re unwilling, then when they finally are willing, it’ll be break one, pay twenty. This is decided by us. Do they have any right to negotiate terms?" Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled.

Huangfu Kong’s face was full of excitement as he said, thrilled, "Best if none of them are willing. This old man will send people immediately."

"Don’t touch anything in the Sheng Dan Pavilion. Wait for them to come, then we’ll settle with them one by one. I still have something to do; you stay here and keep watch." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

Feng Wuchen then left the Sheng Dan Pavilion together with Fu Chen and the others, secretly leaving behind a God Shadow guard.

Feng Wuchen was worried that the people they sent would anger Zhou Ye and the rest, which might bring about their retaliation.

"Fu Chen is a reverend of the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple. It seems Supreme Lord intends to use the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple to suppress them!" The Great Elder said excitedly, growing more and more thrilled and expectant the more he thought about it.

...

After leaving the Sheng Dan Pavilion, Feng Wuchen first had Fu Chen and the others return.

Sheng Tian City wasn’t far from the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple; it could be reached in just a few hours.

Feng Wuchen still had other matters to take care of.

"Huo Lingtian, where is the person you mentioned?" Feng Wuchen asked via voice transmission, knowing that Huo Lingtian had been hiding in the dark all this time.

"Master, he is in the valley to the west of Sheng Tian City. His name is Xiao Wutian, at the Five-Star Saint King Realm. His control over water far surpasses that of the Water Soul Tribe." Huo Lingtian’s respectful voice came.

Feng Wuchen shot westward at full speed.

"Master, this person is very cold, extremely violent, very strange. He’s been guarding his parents’ graves all this time. His parents were killed, and he has no power to avenge them." Huo Lingtian transmitted.

About an hour later, Feng Wuchen arrived at the valley Huo Lingtian had mentioned.

In the valley, a young man was kneeling in front of a grave, a mournful aura spreading throughout the place.

The man was much younger than Feng Wuchen, with an extremely cold, handsome face. He wore a black brocade robe, a head of white hair draped over his shoulders, his tall and thin figure giving off a sense of toughness. From the hard muscles on his arms, one could see that his physical body was quite powerful.

"Is it him?" Feng Wuchen sized up the man.

"It’s him." Huo Lingtian flashed out and appeared.

Feng Wuchen descended, walking over as he continued to size the man up.

Huo Lingtian had thought Feng Wuchen would offer a few words of comfort—after all, the man’s parents were dead.

But the moment Feng Wuchen opened his mouth, Huo Lingtian was dumbfounded.

"Want me to dig them up so you can see more clearly?" Feng Wuchen said blandly, stopping ten meters away from Xiao Wutian.

This was simply an insult to the dead!

A chilling, incomparably cold killing intent erupted in an instant.

"What terrifying killing intent!" Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked.

"Bang!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen’s words fell, Xiao Wutian suddenly stomped on the ground. With a loud bang, his figure instantly turned into a streak of black lightning, blasting forward.

Xiao Wutian’s speed was extremely frightening; the ten-meter distance was crossed in half a second, and he threw a fierce punch at Feng Wuchen.

His very first move was a killing strike!

Ruthless and merciless!

Feng Wuchen didn’t dare be careless. He fully urged his origin power, condensing it into his fist, and slammed out a heavy punch.

"Boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, the two fists clashed ferociously, erupting with a thunderous boom as the ground quivered slightly and split apart.

"Such violent power! Such a strong body! Truly not simple!" Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked in his heart.

Fortunately, his physique had already reached the undying and indestructible realm; otherwise, Feng Wuchen wouldn’t have been able to withstand it at all.

From this head-on clash, Feng Wuchen was forcibly shaken back dozens of meters.

Xiao Wutian was only using the strength of his physical body; clearly, he had only wanted to teach Feng Wuchen a lesson, not kill him.

"I’m giving you a chance to apologize to my parents! Take responsibility or die!" Xiao Wutian said coldly, that icy tone making one feel a chill all over.

Xiao Wutian hadn’t urged his power, hadn’t gone for the kill; he just wanted Feng Wuchen to apologize!

Feng Wuchen spread his hands and said with a smile, "If your parents would really like to see you kneeling in front of their graves crying your eyes out every day, then I’m willing to apologize."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Wutian’s face turned gloomy, his killing intent instantly doubling as a violent power erupted from him.

"Water attribute power—this is an ancient power." Feng Wuchen thought to himself.

"Master, be careful. This man’s combat strength is enough to go up against a Seven Stars Saint King. Your subordinate can use the 转生咒 to control him." Huo Lingtian immediately transmitted.

"No need for you to interfere. Just watch." Feng Wuchen transmitted back.

"Bang!"

Xiao Wutian’s incomparably ferocious attack once again closed in like lightning, his onslaught fiercely overbearing, his power reaching the level of a Seven Stars Saint King.

Facing such formidable power, there was absolutely no way Feng Wuchen could block it.

As Xiao Wutian’s punch blasted out, Feng Wuchen vanished into thin air. The violent fist wind swept out like blades of wind, forcibly piercing through the mountain on the other side of the valley.

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