Dragon God Supreme

The next day, alchemists from various major forces rushed to the main hall of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

Only Feng Wuchen wandered alone in the palace.

Feng Wuchen regretted coming.

He wanted to cultivate, but it wasn’t his own place, and it just felt uncomfortable.

Especially with the presence of people from the Demon Clan.

Bored with nothing to do, Feng Wuchen went to the Alchemy Pavilion of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.

As a colossal entity with the most alchemists in the Holy Realm, the Soul-Pillar Pagoda hosted Artifact Refiners from four different fields.

Thus, besides the Alchemy Pavilion, there were also the Artifact Refining Pavilion, Inscription Pavilion, and Forging Pavilion.

"Hmm? Is there still someone here? Aren’t they supposed to be exchanging insights?" Feng Wuchen sensed a lot of soul power as soon as he reached the entrance of the Alchemy Pavilion.

It was precisely emanating from the Alchemy Pavilion.

And there were quite a few people.

The Alchemy Pavilion of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda was extremely grand, a huge and majestic palace that was awe-inspiring.

When Feng Wuchen entered the Alchemy Pavilion, he saw dozens of alchemists.

Young alchemists, both male and female.

To be precise, they were loose cultivator alchemists from various regions, unaffiliated with any faction. It was already impressive that they could attend the alchemy competition.

They didn’t have the qualifications to exchange insights yet.

Two Saint Monarch Realm alchemists were competing in alchemy.

When they noticed Feng Wuchen entering, everyone’s eyes swept over to him.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen silently cursed that it was over.

He had entered a wolf’s den!

Seeing that it was Feng Wuchen who entered, the eyes of dozens of alchemists suddenly lit up, and it seemed as if their faces spelled ’help me unleash potential’.

Sensing something amiss, Feng Wuchen immediately turned to leave.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Brother, don’t go!" The Saint Monarch Realm alchemist, who was in the middle of alchemy, abandoned his work and pounced at Feng Wuchen’s feet like a dog to stop him.

Several more alchemists immediately lifted Feng Wuchen up and carried him inside.

Feng Wuchen was so shocked that cold sweat broke out.

Someone unaware might think they were about to harm the most handsome boy.

"Brother! Please have a seat." Another Saint Monarch Realm alchemist said with a respectful smile.

"Brother, are you tired? Let me give you a shoulder massage." Yet another Saint Monarch Realm alchemist respectfully offered a shoulder and back massage.

One person lifted Feng Wuchen’s legs and gently kneaded them, grinning, "Brother, how about the strength? Comfortable?"

"Brother, I’ll bring water to wash your feet!" Another alchemist said excitedly.

The alchemists scrambled to take action, from eyebrows down to toes, catering to Feng Wuchen’s every comfort.

Each treated Feng Wuchen as if he were their boss, with utmost respect and smiles all around.

Feng Wuchen was both amused and exasperated.

"Brother, from now on, you are my big brother." One of the Saint Monarch Realm alchemists said excitedly, showing extreme respect.

"From now on, you are my big brother!" The alchemists shouted in unison, resembling a Black Society.

"Don’t give me that. I know what you want, but I can’t help you." Feng Wuchen shrugged helplessly.

"Brother, how can you say that? Limoyang and the others instantly amplified their soul power, wasn’t it all thanks to your help?" A Saint Monarch Realm alchemist said with a respectful smile.

"Yes, yes, brother, please help us unleash potential too." A Saint Monarch Realm alchemist immediately begged on his knees.

"Brother, my family’s ancestor is waiting for me to revive the clan, please, brother, help me unleash potential!"

"Brother, please help me. I am the hope of the whole village. As long as you unleash my potential, I can lead the village to the pinnacle of life!"

"Please, brother, help us unleash potential! I am on my knees for you!"

Dozens of alchemists knelt and pleaded.

Feng Wuchen’s head throbbed at the sight. He didn’t have a clue about unleashing potential.

That required soul crystal stones, supreme treasures refined with Void Heaven Soul Stones.

Where could Feng Wuchen find dozens of them?

"Begging me won’t work. It’s not that I won’t help, but I truly can’t do it." Feng Wuchen had to refuse firmly, then turned to leave.

"Brother! Just unleash my potential, and I’ll give you a Holy Spirit Stone!" A Saint Monarch Realm alchemist offered sincerely, actually holding a Holy Spirit Stone!

Holy Spirit Stone!

Feng Wuchen was instantly tempted.

The price of a Holy Spirit Stone greatly outweighed the cost of a soul crystal.

Of course, this was just from Feng Wuchen’s perspective; for others, it would naturally be the soul crystal.

The dozens of alchemists were also stunned.

Seeing Feng Wuchen’s silence, the man gritted his teeth and produced another Holy Spirit Stone, saying, "Two Holy Spirit Stones!"

"Hiss..."

Everyone inhaled sharply in astonishment!

How could he expend so much?

"This fellow is a Saint Monarch Realm alchemist; where did he get such Holy Spirit Stones?" Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked.

One must know that the Holy Spirit Stones of the Dragon God Holy Temple aren’t plentiful either.

"Three! Three Holy Spirit Stones! I obtained these inadvertently while hunting Spirit Beasts, only three!" The man was about to cry, producing another Holy Spirit Stone, this was his entire fortune.

"Three Holy Spirit Stones!"

Dozens of alchemists couldn’t help but exclaim, staring wide-eyed at the Saint Monarch Realm alchemist.

An immense wave surged in Feng Wuchen’s heart too.

The value of three Holy Spirit Stones was enormous.

Thinking that the future Rakshasa Holy Temple would also need some powerful alchemists to hold the fort, coupled with the three Holy Spirit Stones, Feng Wuchen already had his answer.

"Alright, considering your sincerity, once the alchemy competition is over, wait for me at Rakshasa Holy Temple." Feng Wuchen agreed in a somewhat reluctant manner.

"Great! Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother! From now on, you are my brother!" The man was so excited he repeatedly kowtowed in thanks and immediately handed over the three Holy Spirit Stones.

Feng Wuchen was overjoyed, instantly storing them in a Storage Ring.

Had he known Feng Wuchen wasn’t disdainful earlier, but rather stunned, he probably would have been so angry he’d vomit blood.

At one Holy Spirit Stone, Feng Wuchen was already tempted.

Because he chose to stay silent, he ended up with two additional Holy Spirit Stones.

The other alchemists couldn’t contain their excitement, as though they had seen the dawn of victory.

"Brother! I have lots of celestial treasures, all given by those selling elixirs or requesting alchemy from me. I usually don’t use them, there are probably hundreds of thousands, all in this one Storage Ring, please help me unleash potential!" Another Saint Monarch Realm alchemist begged on his knees, producing a Storage Ring.

"Hundreds of thousands?" Feng Wuchen was delighted, inwardly calling them rich upstarts.

Feng Wuchen nodded, speaking earnestly, "Hmm, not bad, wait for me at Rakshasa Holy Temple."

After a quick glance, Feng Wuchen stored them in a Storage Ring again.

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother!" That man was so overjoyed he kept kowtowing, as if he had taken a stimulant.

"Brother, I also have many celestial treasures, herbs, artifact refining materials, please help me unleash potential."

"Brother, I also have celestial treasures, not much, but I have Blood Fiend Spirit Crystals, over fifty thousand, and eight billion Gold Coins!"

"Brother..."

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