Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 407 - 408: Quancheng Kingdom (6th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 407: Chapter 408: Quancheng Kingdom (6th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Is this the strength of an ordinary Martial Artist facing life and death?

Hearing Tobha Ding’s words, Chu Fengmian thought to himself.

The strength he had just displayed was actually less than a third of his true capability. Looking at it now, Chu Fengmian’s strength was already sufficient to contend with an ordinary life-and-death realm Martial Artist.

This result did not surprise Chu Fengmian.

Originally, when facing Emperor Qinhuang, he had already been able to contend with these peak-level saints.

Now, Chu Fengmian had acquired the power of creation and a part of the profound cold power from Han Yueli’s body, which greatly enhanced his strength.

Compared to a typical first-layer life-and-death realm Martial Artist, he was much stronger—nothing astonishing there.

"However, this level of strength is nothing in Beimang Academy. It seems I must act low-key if I want to go to Beimang Academy," Chu Fengmian thought to himself.

According to this power index, Night Sky Monarch of Beimang Academy had the strength equivalent to a thousand peak saints.

This power was dozens of times stronger than Chu Fengmian’s current level, and he was still far from being able to contend with him.

However, once Chu Fengmian entered Beimang Academy, with his talents, he was confident that his strength could surge again.

His talent was no worse than any Innate Divine Body.

As Chu Fengmian and Tobha Ding were conversing, the space in front of them suddenly shattered. Their figures turned into a beam of light and left the void.

"Is this Quan City Kingdom?"

Upon leaving the space, Chu Fengmian glanced and saw a massive city.

Quan City Kingdom was more like a colossal city rather than a kingdom. It was so vast that one couldn’t see its end.

It was tremendous, with countless strong individuals hidden within, so much so that even Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Sense couldn’t thoroughly scan the entire Quan City Kingdom.

It was evident how vast Quan City Kingdom truly was.

Just this giant city alone was probably not smaller than the Qinhuang Kingdom, with a population of a hundred billion—truly astonishing.

Numerous Martial Artists arriving at Quan City Kingdom would land directly and enter through a city gate below.

Quan City Kingdom was also covered with dense prohibitions that made it impossible to fly directly; entry was only possible through the main gate.

With Chu Fengmian’s strength, although these prohibitions meant nothing to him, to avoid trouble, he descended and entered through the city gate.

A hundred Nine Tripods Pills was paid per person, and three people then entered into Quan City Kingdom.

Upon entering the ancient city, what met their eyes were countless shops selling pills, Spiritual Artifacts... endlessly in sight.

Quan City Kingdom was indeed far richer than Qinhuang Kingdom. This was the truly prosperous kingdom of the northern region.

In comparison, Qinhuang Kingdom was just a remote place, while Wusheng Kingdom was like an unknown little spot.

Chu Fengmian scanned the nearby area and didn’t notice anything that caught his interest, so he directly asked aloud.

"Where is the Teleportation Array?"

Tobha Ding looked at Chu Fengmian and responded.

"Young Master, the Teleportation Array that leads near Beimang Academy is in the City Lord’s mansion."

"Let’s go."

Chu Fengmian spoke and followed Tobha Ding directly to the City Lord’s mansion.

This City Lord’s mansion was immense and contained Teleportation Arrays leading to several other large cities.

When Chu Fengmian arrived, many Martial Artists who were waiting to use the Teleportation Array had already gathered in front of the mansion.

"In another month, it will be the day Beimang Academy begins accepting disciples. These people are probably planning to try their luck there," Tobha Ding explained as he saw the scene.

Many of the assembled Martial Artists were far from weak; the weakest among them had the capability of Wind Riding Realm, and some of the outstanding ones, young as they were, had entered the Divine Power Realm, achieving saint status.

These Martial Artists were not Loose Cultivators; many were geniuses from large families in surrounding kingdoms.

Joining Beimang Academy, even as an Inner Sect Disciple, held much more prestige than some small kingdoms’ emperors.

Moreover, joining Beimang Academy brought not just status but future opportunities as well, luring any young Martial Artist with a hint of talent to join.

"We’ll wait here too," Chu Fengmian said, scanning the crowd and slowly speaking.

The three of them walked into the crowd and moved with the bustling throng.

"Why are there so many people today?"

"Beimang Academy is about to accept disciples. Numerous geniuses from surrounding kingdoms are planning to go to Beimang Academy to try their luck."

In front of Chu Fengmian, several young Martial Artists were discussing, clearly also killing time with small talk.

"Trying their luck, but most likely they won’t even find a spot."

"Maybe not necessarily; if they have high talent, some families might be willing to give them a spot."

"Humph, these people calling themselves geniuses? In Beimang Academy, they’re nothing compared to some menial disciples. If they manage to get in, they might at best be menial disciples."

"Even as menial disciples, the resources are much better than ours. If by luck they get promoted to External Sect Disciple, returning to our kingdoms, they could be major figures. If it’s an Inner Sect Disciple, even emperors must greet us."

A young Martial Artist spoke with longing.

"Stop dreaming. If we can get in and blend into an External Sect Disciple role, we’re all set; no more worrying about resources."

Another young Martial Artist spoke harshly.

"Beimang Academy truly dominates the area, drawing so many Martial Artists to attend the assessment."

Chu Fengmian watched the endless discussions among the crowd and spoke calmly.

Leaning on a strong tree is good for enjoying the shade. Joining Beimang Academy was like clinging to a strong tree, with countless benefits, no wonder so many people wanted to join.

"Of these people, those who can actually join Beimang Academy are probably one in ten thousand, and most could only be menial disciples at most; even External Sect Disciples are difficult."

Tobha Ding scanned the surrounding crowd and spoke disdainfully.

Although Tobha Ding was no more than an ant in Chu Fengmian’s presence, he was still superior to these people, naturally holding them in contempt.

Hearing Tobha Ding’s words, Chu Fengmian just smiled. Indeed, those who could really join Beimang Academy were one in ten thousand.

Yet, the slightest chance still drew countless Martial Artists to try their luck.