Chapter 1258: Wan Xiang’s Descenden (1/2)

Five years was neither a long nor a short amount time; it passes in the blink of an eye for cultivators.

Within the next five years, if Huang Xiaolong wanted to increase his strength rapidly, to the point where he could defeat Guo Jun and the other sea tribe’s genius disciple Feng Yingying, he needed to repair the Pill Blending Tower as soon as possible.

Recently, he had learned from the little cow that the Pill Blending tower was very precious and heaven-defying. In truth, even the little cow didn’t know of the Pill Blending Tower’s origin, but she was certain that as long as he has the materials, the Pill Blending Tower could refine any pills he wanted.

Since he had successfully cultivated the first stage of the Grandmist Parasitic Medium, his three supreme godheads were swallowing energy even faster than before; even the four divine fires’ chaos spiritual energy, and the purple grandmist aura dragon’s purple grandmist aura were unable to satisfy them.

As long as the Pill Blending Tower could continuously supply him with chaos spiritual pills to satisfy his three supreme godheads’ energy requirements, his cultivation speed would definitely advance faster than the current one.

During these three years, he had finished refining all the golden beads that he had collected from the volcano. But now that he had advanced to the early Sixth Order Ancient God Realm, the golden beads has lost their usefulness to him.

Huang Xiaolong also informed his two Masters, Golden Brow Ancestor and Blood Knife Ancestor that he was going to visit the Clear Spirit World.

Both his Masters were surprised when they heard his decision—this brat wants to go to the Clear Spirit World?

When they learned Huang Xiaolong was going to the Clear Spirit World for the chaos five-colored heaven refining stone, Blood Knife Ancestor was the first to speak, “How about this, I also feel like going out there, so why don’t I accompany you to the Clear Spirit World?”

A warm feeling filled Huang Xiaolong’s heart. He was well aware that Blood Knife Ancestor had used this as an excuse, as he was worried about Huang Xiaolong’s safety.

“Master, this time… I’d like to go alone, and take this opportunity to train.” Huang Xiaolong said, after a moment’s deliberation. Even though he knew that having Blood Knife Ancestor to accompany him would mean there would be fewer dangers, it was still a little inconvenient for Huang Xiaolong due to the secrets he had.

Not to mention, traveling with Blood Knife Ancestor would attract more attention.

“You… really don’t need me to go with you?” Blood Knife Ancestor hadn’t expected that his darling disciple would refuse.

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and persuaded, “Masters, you can rest assured. I will pay attention to safety, I’ll be fine.” Then he added jokingly, “I’m someone with great luck, I won’t die so easily.”

Both Golden Brow Ancestor and Blood Knife Ancestor laughed hearing their disciple’s words.

“That’s true.” Golden Brow Ancestor chuckled. “You even refined the grandmist aura.” He had never met anyone with this degree of luck. Even he and Blood Knife were a little envious of Huang Xiaolong.

In the end, both Golden Brow Ancestor and Blood Knife Ancestor stopped insisting on accompanying Huang Xiaolong. But they advised him over the things that he needed to be careful about, when he would go to the Clear Spirit World.

He memorized every single advice by heart.

Huang Xiaolong departed from the Fortune Divine Kingdom the next day on the little cow, and headed to the Perpetual Peak to see Yao Chi. He accompanied Yao Chi for a day, before leaving the Fortune Gate. But soon, he discovered a tail on him.

Huang Xiaolong sneered mockingly. Needless to say, the person following him probably belonged to one of the four forces—Dragon Origin Sect, Twin Cities Sect, Zhu Feng, or Wang Wei.

However, Huang Xiaolong was not bothered by this at all. He strolled idly around the Fortune City, and quickly altered his physical features as soon as the person following him was distracted. With this he was able to walk past unnoticed right in front of the person who was tailing him, and smoothly leave the Fortune City.

Shortly after Huang Xiaolong had left the Fortune City, inside a luxurious manor in Fortune City, Zhu Feng was glaring at the subordinate kneeling before him, “What? You lost him?! You, a Sixth Order Ancient God Realm can't even follow a Fourth Order Ancient God Realm, what use do you have left?”

”Master, have mercy!” The subordinate kowtowed and pleaded fearfully.

His head fell to the floor just as he finished pleading for his life and rolling back and forth.

With a cold indifferent flick, Zhu Feng returned the long sword in his hand into its sheath.