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On Tian Cang Peak, within a blood-red pool, a figure slowly rose and stepped out.

The crimson liquid dripped from his body as he walked, his aura growing more condensed and powerful with each step, far surpassing his previous state.

“Master, my injuries have fully healed,” Ye Yunqi said as he knelt respectfully before a black-robed elder.

“Good,” Mo Wusheng replied, his deep, penetrating eyes seeming to see through Ye Yunqi’s body. He nodded in satisfaction. “Not only have your injuries healed, but your Tidebloodline has also undergone a preliminary transformation, reaching the Saint-level.”

As he thought about this, Mo Wusheng couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness.

His disciple had been severely injured and nearly killed by Wang Yuandao’s disciple. To save him, Mo Wusheng had been forced to use many of his treasured dicinal resources. But then he decided to go all out—not only to heal his disciple’s injuries but also to use this opportunity to break and rebuild, further enhancing his disciple’s bloodline to the Saint-level.

To achieve this, Mo Wusheng had to expend a great deal of his accumulated treasures and even used his contribution points to exchange for valuable resources from the sect.

However, the transformation of an Innate Divine Bloodline carried imnse risks, with a success rate far lower than the failure rate—only one in ten.

Fortunately, it had succeeded. His efforts had not been in vain.

"Wang Yuandao, my disciple’s bloodline has now transford and improved. Not only is his potential greater than before, but his strength has also surpassed his previous level,” Mo Wusheng thought, his heart boiling with hatred as he recalled how Wang Yuandao had injured him with a single sword strike, forcing him to flee. “I may not be able to defeat you, but my disciple will surely crush your disciple, making you die with regret.”

“Disciple, first adapt to your enhanced bloodline, then challenge the Mixed Heaven Battle Tower,” Mo Wusheng instructed Ye Yunqi.

“Yes, Master,” Ye Yunqi replied imdiately, but then a question arose in his mind. “Master, didn’t you say before that there was no need to challenge the Mixed Heaven Battle Tower at this stage?”

"Wang Yuandao’s disciple has just challenged the Mixed Heaven Battle Tower and is now ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking,” Mo Wusheng said calmly.

"Chen Feng!”

Ye Yunqi clenched his fists, a surge of hatred rising in his heart like a tidal wave. His eyes turned blood-red, filled with intense killing intent.

“Master, don’t worry. I will first surpass Chen Feng on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and then I will challenge him directly, crushing him in front of everyone.”

“There’s no need to rush,” Mo Wusheng said instead. “You only need to surpass Chen Feng on the Hidden Dragon Ranking for now. After that, focus entirely on your cultivation. Strive to reach the Eleventh Transformation of Body Refinent before the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm opens. At that ti, you can seek opportunities within the secret realm to continue your transformation and, incidentally, kill Chen Feng within the secret realm.”

“The Hidden Dragon Secret Realm can only be entered by those at the Body Refinent level. The battles inside are beyond the interference of the outside world. Even if Wang Yuandao has strength comparable to the Unity Dao Realm, he will be powerless to intervene,” Mo Wusheng continued, his eyes gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

Since he couldn’t defeat Wang Yuandao himself, he had to find other ways to exact revenge.

Wang Yuandao’s closed-door disciple was undoubtedly an excellent target.

If his own disciple could crush and kill Wang Yuandao’s disciple within the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm, Wang Yuandao might be so enraged that he would die on the spot, not even waiting for his remaining ten years of life.

Thinking of this, Mo Wusheng felt a surge of joy.

“Yes, Master. I will spare no effort in my cultivation and dominate the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm,” Ye Yunqi declared with unwavering determination.

With his bloodline now transford to the Saint-level, he indeed had the qualifications to do so.

Gu Yuan Peak.

“Fourth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking? Not bad, but true prodigies don’t bother with such rankings. If they challenge anything, it’s the Strongest Ranking,” Xuanwu Xiao muttered to himself.

He had never been to the Mixed Heaven Battle Tower, otherwise, the first place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking wouldn’t belong to soone else.

“Master is right. Chen Feng isn’t worthy of being my opponent.”

“My opponents should be those from the Three Palaces and Nine Halls.”

Three Palaces and Nine Halls.

“Fourth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking...”

“Haha...”

“Just a bunch of clowns playing around.”

The news of Chen Feng challenging the Mixed Heaven Battle Tower and ranking fourth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking spread like a storm throughout the Mixed Heaven Sect.

So who heard the news were amazed, while others scoffed.

Regardless, the na Chen Feng had once again reached the ears of many, following his recent defeat of Ye Yunqi, and his reputation grew even louder.

At this mont, Chen Feng, who had returned to Absolute Sword Peak, was summoned by his master, Wang Yuandao, to the training room.

“I heard you went to challenge the battle tower. Did you gain anything?” Wang Yuandao asked with a smile.

“Master, I have mastered the first form of the Thirteen Absolute Swords,” Chen Feng replied truthfully.

“Oh?” Wang Yuandao was montarily stunned, then his eyes lit up with a brilliant light, filled with excitent. He had also practiced the Thirteen Absolute Swords and knew full well how difficult it was to comprehend and master.

After all, he had only mastered the first form when he was at the Aperture Opening Realm.

His disciple, however, had managed to master the first form at the Body Refinent level in just one day. Such speed was astonishing, making him the fastest in the history of Absolute Sword Peak.

“Perhaps it’s not impossible for Chen Feng to inherit the position of Absolute Sword Peak’s master within ten years,” Wang Yuandao thought to himself.

"Chen Feng, your foundation is solid and stable. It’s ti to begin the second level of Mixed Heaven Sword Body cultivation,” Wang Yuandao said.

Hearing this, Chen Feng’s heart trembled, a mix of joy and sorrow.

The joy ca from knowing that once he mastered the second level of the Mixed Heaven Sword Body, his physique would strengthen further, his potential would increase, and his strength would grow even more.

The sorrow ca from the fact that he would once again have to endure the ordeal of becoming a human dicinal stew.

That experience was etched deeply into his mory.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Yuandao tossed dozens of radiant dicinal treasures into a large cauldron, their colorful lights shimring. There were over a hundred of them, causing Chen Feng’s eyelids to twitch and his heart to tremble.

Last ti, he had been ignorant and fearless, unaware of how valuable those ingredients were.

This ti, the number of dicinal treasures seed to have nearly doubled. Wouldn’t that amount to over a million taels of silver?

However, Chen Feng was no longer a complete novice.

In the Mixed Heaven Sect, many things couldn’t be asured in silver.

Then, Wang Yuandao poured a stream of dazzling, starry water into the cauldron, subrging most of the dicinal treasures. The radiant lights of the treasures and the starry water intertwined, creating an even more dazzling spectacle.

Beneath the cauldron, flas roared, growing fiercer and more intense.

The water in the cauldron gradually began to boil, the starry light and radiant hues rging into a magnificent, cloud-like display.

“Get in.”

Wang Yuandao’s emotionless voice reached Chen Feng’s ears.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng shook off his clothes and leaped into the cauldron.

The mont his body entered the cauldron, an overwhelming, molten heat enveloped him, seeping into his body. The intense, “refreshing” sensation caused Chen Feng’s expression to twist, and he nearly let out a scream.

Wang Yuandao then sent strands of sword energy into the cauldron, which dissolved into the dicinal liquid and seeped into Chen Feng’s body.

The cultivation of the Mixed Heaven Sword Body required sword energy as a guide.

Originally, Wang Yuandao hadn’t planned to teach Chen Feng this so soon, intending to wait until Chen Feng could generate sword energy on his own. However, since Chen Feng was only a Mortal Body, without body refinent, he could only endure two rounds of energy tempering at most, limiting his foundation and potential. Thus, Wang Yuandao had no choice but to intervene early, using his own sword energy to assist in the refinent.

For a powerhouse comparable to the Unity Dao Realm to personally assist in body refinent with sword energy—what an extraordinary privilege.

Even ordinary core disciples didn’t have this kind of treatnt.

It felt as if countless needles were piercing every part of his body, the pain increasing exponentially. Chen Feng gritted his teeth, barely holding back the agony as he focused on cultivating the second level of the Mixed Heaven Sword Body.

Under his guidance, the chaotic dicinal liquid, mixed with fragnts of sword energy, gradually beca more orderly.

The pain also began to lessen.

The vast power within the liquid followed the pathways of the Mixed Heaven Sword Body’s second level, slowly circulating and tempering his physique.

Sensing that Chen Feng’s cultivation had stabilized, Wang Yuandao couldn’t help but smile.

This disciple of his never failed to impress.

“With exceptional comprehension, a physique capable of efficiently absorbing dicinal energy, a strong will, unyielding perseverance, and an unwavering determination, you already possess all the qualities of a true powerhouse...”

“Master believes that one day, your na will resound throughout the Eastern Wasteland...”

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