Boom!
An eighth-grade Talismanic Elixir cannot kill a Supre Sword God, but it can injure them.
General Wei, with only a Second Tribulation Supre Sword God Cultivation, is among the weakest of the Supre Sword Gods. He secretly harbors a ans to resist spiritual attacks but deliberately pretends to be severely wounded by the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King.
He lures Chu Feng to approach him.
Seeing the opportunity to imdiately strike, slaying Chu Feng with a sword.
Unexpectedly, Chu Feng is a cat with thorns. Appearing weak, he can unleash multiple trump cards at crucial monts.
This is why Chu Feng finds General Wei trash, not worth consuming a Ninth Grade Talismanic Elixir. Otherwise, General Wei wouldn’t be gravely injured; he’d be dead.
After the intense explosion wave dissipates, this branch of the Alchemy Venerate Academy has beco a ruin.
The roof was blown away, tiles and other debris constantly falling.
General Wei’s figure erges a hundred ters away, his armor shattered, his hair disheveled, his face and hands covered with nurous wounds. He looks utterly miserable.
"Damn mongrel, to have wounded this Divine General, you deserve to die!" General Wei, with disheveled hair, resembles a fierce ghost.
Due to the explosion’s power from the Eighth Grade Fla Burst Pill, all the Divine White Tiger Guards were forced back.
Those who retreated late are beyond recognition.
Chu Feng coldly gazes at General Wei.
Whoosh!
A shadow streaks like flowing light, appearing behind General Wei.
"Bang!"
It punches General Wei’s back hard.
"Wow!"
General Wei spits silver blood, like a broken sandbag, drawing an arc in the air.
Bang!
He falls at Chu Feng’s feet, like a dead dog, nearly losing the ability to resist.
Chu Feng’s big foot steps on him, his gaze wicked and cold, like a Demon King from Hell.
"Listen well, I shall spare your life today since it’s your first offense, and my Longevity Hall has a store in Baihu City — the strong dragon does not overpower the local snake. Take your n and get out imdiately."
Chu Feng and his Demon Body unleash divine power, but do not slaughter General Wei, the army leader.
This man is a First-class Divine General of the Divine Baihu Kingdom, and killing him would make a mortal enemy of the Divine Baihu Kingdom. For a businessman, harmony is precious.
General Wei’s acceptance of bribes and leading troops against Chu Feng does not represent the Divine Baihu Kingdom’s stance.
Such matters, from Chu Feng’s view, are resolved by giving him a beating as a lesson.
Harmony brings wealth; making money is the way.
After speaking, Chu Feng kicks General Wei’s body like a soccer ball.
"Quick, save the General!"
The Divine White Tiger Guards shout urgently, catching General Wei’s body.
"Let’s go!" General Wei spits fresh blood repeatedly, gravely injured; his gaze toward Chu Feng is poisoned with resentnt and thick fear.
Hunt eagles by day, but today, the eagle-eyed hunter is blinded.
Leading a camp of Divine White Tiger Guards to capture a Three Stars Sword God, yet utterly defeated — truly, General Wei’s worst defeat in history.
"Dean Hong, Director Zhao, where do you plan on going? Did I say you could leave?" Chu Feng’s icy voice resounds.
Dean Hong and Director Zhao, seeing the unfavorable turn, prepare to slip away quietly.
Unfortunately, just two steps out, Chu Feng catches them.
"Uh... Haha, does Alchemist Chu have more to say?" Dean Hong forces a laugh, slowly turning around, secretly clutching two Talismanic Elixirs. Although their grade is unknown, they pose little threat to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng is certain the Talismanic Elixirs in Dean Hong’s hand are no higher than seventh-grade.
This old rogue has enough self-awareness and does not use them.
Holding them in his hand only serves as psychological comfort.
"Of course there’s more," Dean Hong has recently sent many great gifts to my Longevity Hall: poisoned patients, patients bleeding from wounds... quite a few. The ancients said, it’s discourteous not to reciprocate. Today’s grand gifts, I shall return in full."
When saying this, Chu Feng’s tone turns icy.
Dean Hong, guilty of being a thief, turns pale upon realizing his sches have been exposed.
"Ah... Haha, what poisoned patients, bleeding patients? Dean Hong, I don’t know what you’re talking about? Alchemist Chu jokes very well." Dean Hong will certainly deny these despicable acts.
"Yes, yes, Alchemist Chu is exceptionally humorous and loves joking." Director Zhao also supports alongside with a forced laugh.
"Whether it’s a joke or true, the truth will soon be revealed. Paper cannot wrap fire, and the evil you’ve done will finally see the daylight." Chu Feng does not argue with them but waits patiently.
Guessing that Li Shishi, having left for so long, should be returning now.
"Housekeeper Hu, bring a copper gong and bang it outside on the street to gather everyone. Say that today, my Longevity Hall will reveal the true face of Alchemy Venerate Academy’s shop and determine life and death."
Every word spoken by Chu Feng cuts like a blade, carrying imnse weight.
Especially the three words ’determine life and death’, weighing like ten thousand tons, terrifying Dean Hong and Director Zhao to death.
Seeing things reaching this point, faces ripped apart, Dean Hong, after fearing, flashes a determined look.
He discreetly asks Director Zhao, "Where’s Wen Danzun? Hurry, invite him over." Dean Hong clearly doesn’t know of Wen Danzun’s encounter with Chu Feng.
Upon seeing Chu Feng’s unexpectedly formidable power, defeating General Wei, he imdiately thinks of using Shennong Mountain’s power to repress Chu Feng.
"Dean, you shouldn’t!" Director Zhao makes faces and shakes his head repeatedly at Dean Hong.
"Why shouldn’t you? If I tell you to go, then go quickly!" Dean Hong knows today’s matter cannot be resolved peacefully, choosing to go head-to-head with Chu Feng.
Director Zhao hesitates, wishing to reveal Wen Danzun’s face slap incident with Chu Feng.
But fears it would be heard by Wen Danzun.
Exposing Wen Danzun’s embarrassnt would surely attract hatred.
"Wen Danzun is upstairs; having him co down would be good." Chu Feng’s face bears a teasing smile.
"Go quickly!" Hearing Wen Danzun is upstairs, Dean Hong’s heart feels assured. He sternly urges Director Zhao to summon him.
Director Zhao, with no other choice, goes upstairs to invite Wen Danzun down to face humiliation.
Soon, a crowd has gathered outside, witnessing the spectacle.
Even the official army got severely beaten and fled, much to everyone’s astonishnt.
Director Zhao goes upstairs to ask Wen Danzun to co down, but there is no sign after waiting for a long ti.
Dean Hong grows nervous, suspecting a hidden secret within this situation.
"Little Liu, go up and take a look!" Dean Hong instructs a disciple behind him.
"No need to go, Plague God Pill Master is just a frightened mouse, terrified upstairs, unwilling to co down. It’s useless no matter how many you send." Chu Feng intentionally speaks loudly.
As soon as he finishes speaking, there’s a commotion upstairs.
"Who’s the mouse? Chu, don’t be so arrogant!"
With an iron-blue face, Wen Danzun flies down directly from upstairs.
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