chsdbacks Chapter 23 The still charming Feng Luan; How dare a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator make su
Chapter 23 The still charming Feng Luan; How dare a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator make su
The War God Temple is the number one sect in the Fire Burning Kingdom, and naturally occupies the best spiritual veins.
In the midst of the endless mountain range, there stands a towering peak that pierces the clouds.
The place is filled with spiritual energy, with lush trees, pavilions, towers, carved railings, and jade steps, just like a pure land established by immortals in the mortal world.
Somewhere on the mountain peak, there is a unique and elegant courtyard.
"Whoosh!"
A streak of light descended, and Zhou Zihong and Qin Hao landed in front of the courtyard.
"Greetings, Miss!"
Upon seeing Zhou Zihong, the disciples of the War God Temple guarding the courtyard gate quickly bowed in respect.
As the personal maids of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, they naturally knew Zhou Zihong's identity.
Zhou Zihong asked, "Is my mother here?"
Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from inside the courtyard.
"Hong'er, come in!"
The voice was melodious and pleasant to the ear.
"Senior, let's go!"
Zhou Zihong led Qin Hao into the courtyard.
Qin Hao saw a beautiful woman standing there.
The woman wore a bright yellow palace dress, a peacock headdress, and a triangular jade-embroidered fabric draped over the hem. She looked like a peacock princess, elegant and noble, exuding an aura of authority.
She was incredibly beautiful, her complexion as fair as the morning glow reflecting on snow, even without makeup; she was as white as solidified cream, with a face as beautiful as a flower and as lovely as the moon.
"Is she Feng Luan?"
Qin Hao had already recognized the other party's identity.
Zhou Zihong's mother was the only female Nascent Soul ancestor in the War God Temple, possessing early Nascent Soul cultivation.
"Mother!"
After not seeing each other for a long time, Zhou Zihong couldn't help but rush forward and throw herself into Feng Luan's arms.
"Hong'er, you're finally back! I was so worried about you!"
Feng Luanyu gently stroked Zhou Zihong's hair with her jade-like hand, a gentle smile on her face.
She had always been worried about her daughter going to the battlefield outside the region.
As the progenitor of the Nascent Soul stage, Feng Luan was naturally aware of the dangers of the extraterritorial battlefield.
Because of this incident, she even came to hate her husband, Yang Sen.
It was Yang Sen who gave his daughter permission to enter the battlefield outside the region.
"Mother, this is Senior Qin Hao!"
Zhou Zihong explained to Feng Luan, "Back then, the extraterrestrial battlefield collapsed, and many strange creatures appeared. If it weren't for this senior, my daughter might not have been able to come back."
Upon hearing this, Feng Luan broke out in a cold sweat.
She quickly bowed to Qin Hao: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin, for saving my daughter!"
Feng Luan could naturally sense Qin Hao's unfathomable depth.
The other person gave her the feeling of being like Senior Brother Song, and she figured he must also be a powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities!"
Qin Hao said with a smile, "I have come to the Temple of War God to observe your sect's divine arts!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Luan's expression changed drastically.
The Divine Arts are the highest-level techniques of the Temple of War.
Even though the original version was taken away by the fourth-level cultivation country, Tiangang Kingdom, it's still not something just anyone can learn.
If this is the case inside the Temple of War, then it's even more true for outsiders.
However, since the other party had saved her daughter, she had to try her best to stand up for them.
Qin Hao flipped his hand, took out a jade bottle, and tossed it to the other party, saying, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I won't be looking for nothing. This is a Nascent Soul Pill!"
"The Pill for Establishing Infant Status?"
Feng Luan's eyes lit up.
This is a pill that can increase the success rate of Nascent Soul formation, and it is extremely rare in a third-level cultivation country.
They don't have any in the entire Fireburn Kingdom, and only the Cloud Heaven Sect of the nearby Chu Kingdom can produce some every year.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment, I will consult with the others immediately!"
As Feng Luan spoke, she immediately sent messages to the other Nascent Soul cultivators of the War God Palace.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The next moment, four streaks of light flew in from afar and transformed into four figures.
All four of them were men.
The leader was an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, whose body radiated the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.
The second person was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance. He wore a square scarf and a long robe, resembling a scholar. He was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
The remaining two were an old man with a red face and a burly man, both of whom were at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
The elderly man at the head of the group chuckled and asked, "Junior Sister Feng Luan, what important matter has brought you to summon us?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Hao beside him.
When the old man sensed Qin Hao's cultivation level, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He could sense that the person in front of him was at the same level as him, a pseudo-god at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
"Senior Brother Song!"
Feng Luan said to the white-haired old man, "This is Fellow Daoist Qin. He saved my daughter's life on the battlefield beyond the realm!"
"Furthermore, he wants to exchange a Nascent Soul Pill for the opportunity to witness the divine techniques of my War God Temple!"
As she spoke, Feng Luan showed the pills in her hand.
Upon hearing this, Yang Sen was the first to stand up in support: "While the divine arts of my War God Temple are profound, they can only slightly increase the success rate of Nascent Soul formation, and even that success rate is not as good as that of the Nascent Soul Pill!"
"Furthermore, Fellow Daoist Qin saved my daughter's life, so I think we should let Fellow Daoist Qin witness the divine arts!"
The red-faced old man frowned and said, "Senior Brother Yang, you are mistaken. The profoundness of the divine arts of our War God Palace is so great that even a fourth-level cultivation country would be moved. How can a single Nascent Soul Pill compare to divine arts? At least three are needed!"
After saying that, the red-faced old man gave the burly man next to him a wink.
Although he had already achieved the state of Nascent Soul, he also had his own offspring.
If it were just one Infant-Establishing Pill, it wouldn't be available to his descendants at all. But if he wanted several, it would be a different story.
As for the fact that the other party saved Yang Sen and Feng Luan's daughter, what business is it of theirs?
Seeing this, the burly man's eyes flashed with greed, and he said, "That's right, one Nascent Soul Pill is indeed not enough!"
"Senior Brother Zhou, you guys..."
Feng Luan frowned and looked at Senior Brother Song.
Senior Brother Song then turned his gaze to Qin Hao and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any other Nascent Soul Pills? Our War God Hall is willing to purchase them at market price."
"If you sell me one or two more from the Temple of War, we will allow you to view divine magic!"
Seeing that the other party dared to ask for such an exorbitant price, Qin Hao's expression turned cold as he said, "Sorry, this is the only one!"
The red-faced old man, Zhou Jin, spoke calmly: "Since there's nothing else, then don't even think about seeing the divine arts of my War God Temple!"
"So noisy!"
Qin Hao sneered, "I'm talking to your senior brother. Who gives someone like you, a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the right to interrupt!"
"This is my War God Temple. How I say what I want is none of your business!"
Zhou Jin looked disdainful.
The other party isn't some kind of superhuman!
They have five Nascent Soul cultivators on the scene, so why would they be afraid of just one opponent?
"Who do you think you are? You're asking for it!"
Qin Hao's gaze was icy cold. He pointed a finger sharply at his opponent and hissed, "Die!"
"Sizzle!"
In an instant, a streak of blood-red lightning shot out from his eyes.
This is precisely the divine consciousness of the ultimate realm.
The Extreme Realm Divine Sense moved at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already entered the red-faced old man's body.
He instantly felt a destructive force eroding his consciousness and soul.
He had absolutely no power to resist this force.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the red-faced old man's head exploded, and even his nascent soul died instantly.
He died without ever knowing what methods the other party had used.