Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven
Chapter 852 - 843 Suppression

Chapter 852: Chapter 843 Suppression

"The last room in our inn has just been rented by this guest, and now we are full, gentlemen..."

Feeling anxious, the servant finally spoke up.

"Fully occupied?"

Upon hearing this, before the Jinyi Youth could say anything, the two disciples of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect accompanying him furrowed their brows.

One of them said, "We traveled a long way, and finally arrived at Yang City, and now there isn’t even a place for us to rest?"

Seeing the displeasure on all three faces, the servant couldn’t help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, "I sincerely apologize, our inn is already..."

"Isn’t he yet to move in?"

Before the servant could finish speaking, the leader of the three, the Jinyi Youth, finally stepped forward.

With one word, he walked up to Mo Wangchen, wearing a faint smile on his face, and said, "Dear friend, we are people from the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect. My name is Zhou Jing. Would you let us have this room, as a gesture of friendship? How about it?"

"Flame Phoenix Divine Sect?"

Upon hearing the Jinyi Youth’s words, Mo Wangchen was taken aback.

In fact, when he was at the Mei Family, he had learned a lot about the Xuanwu Alliance from Mei Zhan.

Among them, he had heard of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect before.

In the Xuanwu Alliance, aside from the dominant Xuan Emperor City and the Alchemist Alliance, there are also numerous Ancient Martial families and Sacred Lands.

Almost akin to those above the Heavenly Gang, the Ancient Martial families and Sacred Lands are considered top-tier, first-rate existences here.

Each Sacred Land and Ancient Martial family has been inherited for millions of years, with unimaginable, terrifying heritage.

In these Sacred Lands, Saint Heirs and Saintesses are appointed, like the Saintess Feng Qing of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect, rumored to possess the bloodline of the Ancient Divine Phoenix, deeply connected to the Phoenix Clan of the present era.

This Zhou Jing, though not a Saint Level genius, is one of the top figures among the younger generation of the Xuanwu Alliance, greatly renowned across the entire alliance.

"Haha, I wonder which faction you might hail from, dear friend?"

Seeing Mo Wangchen remain silent, seemingly contemplating something, Zhou Jing inquired again.

Mo Wangchen raised his head, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Sorry, I’ve already rented this room. You might need to find another inn."

It’s not that Mo Wangchen was unwilling, but Yang City is currently crowded, and he had managed to find a room at Tianyang Building here with much difficulty; other places are likely the same, with no available rooms.

The Divine King Valley gathering is seven days away; he couldn’t roam the city for seven days, could he?

"Humph!"

His words caused the two disciples of the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect behind Zhou Jing to snort coldly. One stepped forward, staring coldly at Mo Wangchen, "Kid, leave when told; where’s all the nonsense coming from? Honestly, our senior brother showing interest in your room is already giving you face. Don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

"What do you mean by that?"

Mo Wangchen laughed instead of getting angry upon hearing this, "I don’t owe you anything. This room was rented by me first, so why should I yield it to you?"

"Do you not know we are from the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect?!"

The other disciple squinted his eyes, his gaze turning colder as he stared at Mo Wangchen.

"What’s so special about the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect?"

Mo Wangchen appeared puzzled, "Do you intend to use your faction to oppress others and bully them?"

"Dear guest..."

The servant from Tianyang Building standing beside Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but speak up; sweat trickled down his forehead as it was his first time witnessing someone dare to disregard the Flame Phoenix Divine Sect’s face like this.

Moreover, the Jinyi Youth opposite him was Zhou Jing, no less! Among all the geniuses of the Xuanwu Alliance, Zhou Jing is definitely a force to be reckoned with, a super genius second only to the Saint Level.

In the Xuanwu Alliance, there are ten Sacred Lands, each with a Saint Level genius, unmatched from ancient times. Zhou Jing, being a genius second only to the Saint Level, is magnanimous across the Xuanwu Alliance; how many dare to offend him?

"Oh?"

"I don’t recognize you; nearly all the outstanding geniuses from the ten Sacred Lands are known to me, yet you seem unfamiliar. Might you be a descendant of one of the Ancient Martial families?"

Not far away, Zhou Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly; given the opponent’s resolute stance despite knowing his identity and backing, he must have some support.

"Humph, looking at his war chariot, how could he belong to an Ancient Martial family? Even if he is, he’s just an ordinary descendant; daring not to respect our senior brother’s face!"

A disciple beside Zhou Jing snorted coldly; one can often discern a person’s identity and status from their vehicle.

War chariots are common in the Daluo Heaven Realm; many affluent individuals, including young geniuses, can possess a decent war chariot.

At this moment, Mo Wangchen’s chariot appears decent, but compared to those ridden by geniuses from Sacred Lands and Ancient Martial families, it falls short.

"The beasts pulling the chariot seem to be offspring of Ancient Yinglong, Fire Dragon Qilin, right?"

With this said, the disciple sneered further, "Although Fire Dragon Qilin is rare, it is essentially a hybrid, resembling both True Dragon and Qilin, with mixed blood. Ancient Martial families and Sacred Lands place great importance on bloodline, how would they use a hybrid to pull a chariot?"

"Hiss!"

Upon these words, Mo Wangchen squinted, his gaze chilled. However, before he could respond, Dragon Qilin behind him roared angrily, seemingly incensed, facing Zhou Jing and his peers.

"Unruly beast!"

Zhou Jing snorted coldly, a war beast daring to exhibit such an attitude toward him, instantly darkening his expression.

"Chirp!"

Behind him, a Fire Bird screeched sharply, piercing the eardrums, and suddenly the flames surrounding its body escalated dramatically. It slowly ascended, radiant like the Bright Sun, with an oppressive aura descending.

This pressure was mysterious, having no effect on Mo Wangchen but exerting a significant impact on the Dragon Qilin behind him.

"Is it a bloodline suppression..."

Mo Wangchen furrowed his brow; under this suppressive aura, the Dragon Qilin’s body shook violently, as if struck by a dreadful force, trembling, attempting to bow down.

"Hiss!"

Dragon Qilin roared defiantly, unwilling to yield, fiercely resisting its opponent.

However, bloodline suppression originates from the essence. Despite its struggles, it can’t withstand the pressure of the Fire Bird’s bloodline.

As Dragon Qilin’s limbs weakened, nearing submission to the ground.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Mo Wangchen stepped forward; a cold hum accompanied by a Great Dao resonance emanated, instantly dispelling the oppressive aura from the Fire Bird, vanishing completely.

"Chirp!"

Fire Bird mourned as if its spirit was shaken, its beak bleeding. Gazing at Mo Wangchen again, its flaming eyes were filled with unparalleled dread.

"If you can’t manage this war beast, I wouldn’t mind managing it for you." Mo Wangchen’s gaze turned cold, his voice clearly echoing in Zhou Jing and his peers’ ears.

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