800 Improvement in the Sacred Lightning Body (1/2)
Chapter 800 - Improvement in the Sacred Lightning Body
”Zhao Feng!”
”Junior Martial Brother Zhao!”
Some disciples and older elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan started to gather toward the blood pond angrily. Kong Feiling and Old Fei were among them, and they had helpless expressions. Based on Zhao Feng's actions earlier, it was obvious that Zhao Feng wouldn't give away what belonged to him so easily, and even Nan Gongsheng and Gu Chaozhi were wary of him.
Di! Da!
Zhao Feng lay lazily in the blood pond and glanced at these members of the same clan.
”Zhao Feng, this old man admires your strength, but no one feels well about you taking the blood pond by yourself or giving the Evil God Crystal away. If this reaches the upper echelon of the clan….” Old Fei's tone was respectful while also revealing their intentions.
”That's right, you are a member of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, how can you be this selfish?”
”Junior Martial Brother Zhao, are you not scared of the upper echelon punishing you?”
Some disciples and older elites warned to show their dissatisfaction.
”Hmph!” Zhao Feng's expression went cold. ”You really think I'd be scared of the upper echelon of a two-star clan?”
Everyone paused, and the ones threatening him with the upper echelon of the clan felt like they had been choked.
The hearts of Old Fei and Kong Feiling shook. Could it be that Zhao Feng wasn't scared of the upper echelon of the clan? Did he even put them in his eyes? Seeing Zhao Feng's composed expression, Old Fei and Kong Feiling both felt like he wasn't simply being arrogant. Even Nan Gongsheng, a super genius of a three-star power, was respectful and wary of Zhao Feng.
Apart from that, Zhao Feng was also admired by Duke Nanfeng, who even owed Zhao Feng a favor. Apparently, Zhao Feng had even declined the title of Marquis. If he was willing, Zhao Feng could just leave the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan and join the Duke's Palace, and he could even enter the circle of the imperials.
”This Zhao Feng is immeasurable. He does have the right to be arrogant.” Old Fei's eyes twinkled. At the moment, they didn't want to fight with Zhao Feng.
”This blood pond is my spoils of war. Without my cat communicating with the Evil God Crystal, it would be useless,” Zhao Feng said. This was his spoils of war. If he was willing to split it, that was him being generous, but there was nothing wrong if he didn't give any away.
”Then what about the Evil God Crystal? That's a God Crystal! That's something that belongs to the domain of Gods,” a youth said coldly, and his question reflected what everyone else thought.
They were all awaiting Zhao Feng's reply, and he didn't want to cause trouble with the clan at the moment.
”The Evil God Crystal isn't something that we can have.” Zhao Feng shook his head.
A light flashed in Old Fei's eyes as he stopped the disciples who were about to debate with Zhao Feng.
”Zhao Feng is right. The Evil God Crystal will attract too much attention, and it's useless to us anyway. It will only bring disaster.” Old Fei agreed with and admired how Zhao Feng gave up the Evil God Crystal. Zhao Feng didn't have the greatest strength, so he used the Evil God Crystal to make Nan Gongsheng and Gu Chaozhi work for him.
”I can give you ten bathtubs of the liquid from the blood pond,” Zhao Feng said after thinking for a while.
The power of this liquid was strong, but it had one major flaw – it contained the wicked power of the Evil God Crystal, which had a strong eroding force.
”Okay.” Old Fei let out a breath.
The Ten Thousand Sacred Clan soon filled up ten bathtubs of liquid from the blood pond, but it wasn't even one tenth of the total amount. On top of that, they needed to refine it with a certain method before being able to use it, unlike Zhao Feng who had the little thieving cat communicating with the Evil God Crystal. Zhao Feng could even use a small amount of the wicked power to refine his body.
For the next couple days, Zhao Feng lay in the blood pond and focused on cultivating.
The blood pond was formed from the blood essence of the strongest races in the underground city, fused with the power of the Evil God Crystal. This blood was the source of the Evil God's Altar, and it could strengthen other beings.
Zhao Feng circulated his Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique and his Sacred Lightning Body to absorb the energy to the fullest.
In this period of time, Nan Gongsheng and those from the Earth Spirit Hall were all trying to find the scorpionman King, but the landscape of the underground city was too complex. If the scorpionman King focused on hiding, it would be hard to find him.
The Purple Sun Palace and the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan focused on scouring the resources remaining in the underground city. What surprised them was that, after the little thieving cat became the priest, some species came to it and gave it offerings.
Zhao Feng gave all the troublesome tasks to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan. Afterward, the little thieving cat, the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, the Purple Sun Palace, and the Earth Spirit Hall started to conquer the nearby species.
It went much more smoothly than expected. They were all extremely wary and respectful of the ”Evil God's priest,” and some races that were even stronger than the scorpionmen didn't dare to attack. When the little thieving cat displayed the miracles of the Evil God, these races all became obedient.
”The power of the Evil God Crystal isn't this simple,” Zhao Feng murmured.
He knew a lot from the scorpionmen queen. There had been people who tried to resist the Evil God's Altar in the past, but they were killed by the underground flames or natural disasters such as earthquakes.
The little thieving cat told Zhao Feng that the priest truly did have the ability to change the climate underground, but it required a lot of the priest's energy, so it wasn't something that could be done casually.