Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Wen Qianye unleashed his full power, darting forward with his long spear, which streaked like a rainbow as it thrust toward Ling Fei.

Although he wasn’t using a Spirit Seal, the celestial river and faint mountains manifested from his own Mystical were so majestic they were no weaker than one.

’Water forming a river, mountains faintly appearing... This is clearly the sign of having ultimate control over a Mystical. So this is Mystical Perfection?’ As Wen Qianye made his move, Ling Fei had a flash of insight. He finally had a clear understanding of Mystical Perfection. At this rate, reaching the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm was just around the corner for him.

With this newfound understanding, Ling Fei’s eyes flashed. He took a great stride forward and extended his palm, forming the True Dragon Hand, and struck out.

True Dragon Void-Shattering!

BANG!

His great hand struck the air, and a wave of Dragon Qi swept out, transforming into a Golden Dragon that lunged forward.

The Golden Dragon was incredibly lifelike, as if condensed from Blood Qi and manifested from a Mystical. Wherever it passed, the mountains and river before it crumbled, unable to withstand a single blow.

’H-He... Ling Fei has reached the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm too?’ Across from him, Wen Qianye’s heart trembled. In this one strike, Ling Fei’s Golden Dragon was so lifelike, its momentum so much more real. This was clearly the mark of a Mystical that had reached Perfection, one he could control at will. His expression changed drastically.

BANG!

Just as his expression changed, the Golden Dragon crashed into his long spear.

CRACK!

The massive dragon struck, its Dragon’s Might vibrating through the air. He felt as if his wrist was being battered by thousands of Qi Dragons, and his bones began to crack.

Blood trickled from the web of his hand, and the long spear flew from his grasp.

BANG!

Then, the Golden Dragon slammed into Wen Qianye’s body.

As the Golden Dragon struck him, the Soft Armor Wen Qianye wore erupted with Light Patterns, trying to resist the terrifying power.

But after resisting for only an instant, the Light Patterns shattered, and the Soft Armor took the full force of the Golden Dragon’s impact.

The sound of his Soft Armor cracking reached his ears, and he had a bad feeling.

PTUI!

An astonishing power crashed into him, causing the qi and blood within his body to roil. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as his body was sent flying backward.

When he landed, searing pain shot through him. He had no idea how many bones in his body were broken.

’He’s too strong. Is the Great Tang Empire’s True Dragon Hand really that terrifying?’ After landing, Wen Qianye’s brow furrowed, a bitter taste in his heart.

’I’ve heard the Great Tang Empire’s True Dragon Technique is good, but a few of the Great Tang Princes are also in the Southern Wilderness, and their reputations aren’t that great!’

"True Dragon Mystical Technique, Perfection!" After that one strike, Ling Fei’s eyes flashed as he spoke in a low voice.

He possessed Dragon Blood and was like a True Dragon himself, so he already had the complete Mystical. All he needed to do now was gain full control over its Mystical Power.

Therefore, after gaining this insight and verifying it in combat, his True Dragon Mystical Technique had now touched upon the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm.

When Wen Qianye was sent flying again, the disciples of Thousand Lakes Mountain were utterly dejected.

"Senior Brother Wen lost?"

"How could this happen? Senior Brother Qianye is the number one genius of our generation at Thousand Lakes Mountain. Can’t he even defeat an Alchemist?"

The disciples of Thousand Lakes Mountain were despondent. Their world went dark, as if they could see no hope.

"Senior Brother Wen, get up and fight him again! We believe you can win!" someone shouted, cheering for Wen Qianye.

’Damn it, I’ve already lost half my life, and they want me to keep fighting? Do they think I’m immortal or something?!’ On the stage, Wen Qianye rolled his eyes and grumbled to himself, ’These guys have no consideration at all. I wouldn’t fight again even if it killed me. Screw it, what good is face? It’s better to be alive.’

He felt that if he fought Ling Fei one more time, he would really meet his end here.

He regulated his breathing for a moment and then tried to push himself up to his feet.

"Go, Senior Brother Wen! Go, Senior Brother Wen!" Seeing Wen Qianye struggle to get up, the people from Thousand Lakes Mountain grew excited and immediately started shouting.

"We’re with you, Senior Brother Wen!" one person after another encouraged him.

PTUI!

However, as their voices reached his ears, Wen Qianye spat out another mouthful of blood, and all the strength he had just gathered drained away.

’Even now, they still want me to fight.’

He felt like crying.

’I absolutely can’t let these guys get their way. Do they really think I’m an ox to be worked to death?!’ Wen Qianye felt like someone was deliberately messing with him.

"I surrender!" After taking a deep breath, he gathered his strength and shouted.

"What?! Senior Brother Wen surrendered."

"No!" the people from Thousand Lakes Mountain wailed, feeling a sense of despair.

If even Wen Qianye couldn’t defeat Ling Fei, who else in their sect could avenge their fellow disciples?

But just as the people from Thousand Lakes Mountain were wailing, Wen Qianye’s eyelids fluttered shut, and he lay there on the ground, completely motionless.

He...

...seemed to be playing dead.

’Heh heh, now what can you do to me?’ He chuckled smugly to himself, feeling he was just too clever.

Seeing this, Ling Fei flicked his wrist. His Plaque flashed, and he directly retrieved Wen Qianye’s Inscription Pattern.

"Go, bring Qianye back for treatment," the Lake Master of Thousand Lakes Mountain said.

The people from Thousand Lakes Mountain, their faces full of embarrassment, carried Wen Qianye back.

Their sect’s magnificent genius had lost to an Alchemist. It was a complete loss of face.

"Ling the Pill Master is so strong!" Once Wen Qianye was off the stage, the cultivators from the various sects couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

The scene just now had been too shocking. With just a single blow, he had shattered Wen Qianye’s all-out attack. It felt unbelievable.

It had left many people in the arena stunned.

"The top geniuses of both the Dongze Sect and Thousand Lakes Mountain were defeated so easily by Ling the Pill Master. Is he aiming for the top ten in this tournament?!"

"Top ten? I think he’s aiming for the top five."

"Ling the Pill Master truly lives up to his name as a prodigy rarely seen in our Southern Wilderness in a thousand years!" After the initial exclamations of amazement, the disciples from the various sects began to discuss among themselves.

Now, everyone was already ranking Ling Fei among the top-tier geniuses of the event, a contender for the top five.

After this victory, Ling Fei returned to the Waiting Battle Platform to rest.

At the same time, he closed his eyes to meditate on what he had gained from the recent exchange.

’Celestial Pill Perfection isn’t just about having Perfect Control over a Mystical; more importantly, the Mystical itself must reach Perfection.’ Ling Fei’s understanding of the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm was now crystal clear.

’Mystical Perfection... Mystical of the Celestial River, Mystical of Meteor... I still need to comprehend those. But for my True Dragon Mystical Technique, since I possess True Dragon Blood, wherever my Blood Qi reaches, my Dragon’s Might follows. This is the initial stage of the True Dragon Mystical Technique. As for what comes next, that involves other bloodline Divine Techniques.’

What came later would require continuous accumulation; there was no need to overthink it now.

A journey is taken one step at a time. As he refined his True Dragon Body, he would first master the True Dragon Momentum.

Gradually mastering the power of the True Dragon Body—that was Perfection!

’Gradual mastery... yes, that’s it! Gradual mastery!’ Ling Fei’s mind was as clear as a mirror.

At the very least, this was his current state of Perfection, a quantum leap in improvement from before.

Thinking of this, he began to continuously circulate his True Dragon Blood Qi while also contemplating the Mystical of Void-Shattering.

While Ling Fei was constantly trying to comprehend and master his Mysticals, the matches of the other geniuses also continued to conclude.

When these people arrived at the Waiting Battle Platform and saw Ling Fei meditating with his eyes closed, they all couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

"Ling Fei is actually comprehending the Mysticals of Martial Arts?"

"His aura is withdrawn, and the presence of his Mystical is condensing. Is he about to reach the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm?"

Many people’s expressions turned solemn.

Before even stepping into the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm, Ling Fei could defeat Wen Qianye and the others with a mere wave of his hand. If he actually broke through to the Celestial Pill Perfection Realm, how much stronger would he be?

Thinking of this, no one dared to underestimate Ling Fei anymore.

Even Beiming Shang of the Beiming Sword Sect couldn’t help but give Ling Fei a longer look.

"This Ling Fei is truly someone remarkable," Beichen Feng murmured beside Beiming Shang.

"The Great Tang Emperor’s illegitimate son?" A hint of suspicion flashed through Beiming Shang’s sharp, dark eyes.