Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 336: The Nine Veins Return to Their Master

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: The Nine Veins Return to Their Master

Elder Huang was vigorously unleashing waves of sword light, intending to slay Chu Feng on the fighting platform. Unfortunately, Chu Feng’s Sword Shadow Worm was even more formidable than he had imagined, devouring all the sword light he struck with.

"This old man refuses to believe this evil; three sword lights coming out at once, let’s see if you can swallow them all."

Elder Huang was at the Mid Sword Saint stage and had cultivated three sword lights.

Among those at the Mid Sword Saint stage, this could only be considered the bottom rank.

Generally speaking, experts at Sword Saint Level 1, when clashing with enemies, would consciously retain one or two sword lights to protect themselves. This was very necessary because a slight carelessness could lead to a sudden attack from the enemy.

Not keeping a sword light for self-protection, if the Sword Domain was broken, one would be extremely vulnerable to being slain by the enemy.

Elder Huang also took advantage of Chu Feng’s trash cultivation, hence he dared to be so bold.

As he predicted, when three sword lights were released, the Sword Shadow Worm truly couldn’t block them. Although it was very fast, devouring two sword lights was already its limit.

Add another one, and it was out of strategies.

Suddenly, Elder Huang felt an extremely chilling breeze invading his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Then, his vision blurred.

When he opened his eyes again, the scenery had changed drastically.

To his surprise, Chu Feng had dodged his sword light attack and had already circled to his back, making an obscene gesture at him.

"Weasel, you trash, you wanted to kill me? Come on if you dare!" Chu Feng kept cursing and provoking behind Elder Huang.

"This old man hates being called a weasel the most; today, I will not rest until you are dead, no matter what!" Elder Huang had a taboo, and whoever dared to call him a weasel would immediately incur his wrath.

Everyone has their weaknesses and shortcomings.

Trees fear being stripped of their bark; people fear having their shortcomings exposed.

By calling him a weasel in front of everyone, Chu Feng was exposing his sore spot.

Elder Huang, in a fit of rage, wasn’t about to be polite, and immediately, with a ferocious expression, turned around and attacked the ’Chu Feng’ behind him with all his might. He was completely unaware that he had fallen under the illusion technique of the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King.

Elder Luo, who had rushed to rescue his disciple, finally broke free from Elder Shoumei’s entanglement and flew onto the platform, ready to severely injure Chu Feng and then rescue his disciple.

However, Elder Huang, who was attacking Chu Feng, suddenly turned around viciously and attacked Elder Luo.

Moreover, his blows were merciless and were lethal moves intended to kill.

Although Elder Luo was much stronger than Elder Huang, facing such lethal moves, he didn’t dare to take it lightly. He hurriedly wielded his sword to defend.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two fought together fiercely, Elder Huang as if facing the murderer of his father, ruthless and crazed.

"Huang, have you gone mad?" Elder Luo was both shocked and furious as he realized that in just this short period, due to Elder Huang’s obstruction, Chu Feng had cut out a piece of flesh from his own body and forcefully planted the drawn-out sword vein into the wound.

The scene was extremely bloody, and it was certain that Chu Feng must be in great pain.

But throughout the process, Chu Feng did not even frown, appearing exceptionally cold-hearted.

"I’m going to kill you, I’m going to tear you to pieces..." Indeed, Elder Huang had gone mad, slashing at Elder Luo like someone possessed, his offensive becoming even more fierce and vicious.

This sudden turn of events left Elder Shoumei, who had followed closely behind, dumbfounded.

Since Elder Huang was already blocking Elder Luo, Elder Shoumei hurriedly swallowed an Elixir to restore his Sword Qi and stood guard beside Chu Feng.

With the situation out of control and eerily strange, the other Elders took no action.

Whether it was Chu Feng or Prince Jianyun, neither had any direct interest to them. Life or death was of no concern to them.

These high and mighty Elders naturally do not wish to wade into this muddy water.

...

Prince Jianyun could only watch helplessly as Chu Feng extracted the sword meridians from his body, one by one.

The Heavenly Reversal Vein Elixir has an effect that defies the heavens.

Originally, let alone the Supreme Sword Veins like the Nine Yang Sword Veins, even the trashiest Three Talents Sword Vein absolutely could not be extracted. The most one could do was destroy it.

Because once the sword meridians are formed, they become one with the owner’s body.

Even if someone did use a secret technique to extract them and forcibly transplant them into their own body, it would be futile.

Because the sword meridians are not only connected to all the body’s channels and acupoints, but they also extend down to the Dantian and up to the Divine Court. How could you possibly transplant them?

With the Heavenly Reversal Vein Elixir, it’s much simpler.

After the Nine Yang Sword Veins are extracted, they are implanted into one’s own body, where under the influence of the Elixir, they automatically connect with the body’s channels and acupoints.

"Chu Feng... even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go, I will kill your entire family, exterminate your nine generations..." Prince Jianyun is an extremely distinguished and noble figure, the revered Eastern Palace Crown Prince and heir to the Emperor’s Throne.

But at this moment, he was being slaughtered by Chu Feng like a dead dog.

After the Nine Yang Sword Veins are taken back by Chu Feng, Prince Jianyun will be completely reduced to a cripple.

Having possessed Chu Feng’s Nine Yang Sword Veins for seventeen years, he had long regarded them as his own. Now facing the loss of them, he is naturally not willing to let go.

However, no matter how unwilling he is, it’s only right and proper to return what one owes.

Something that doesn’t belong to him, wanting to claim it for himself is inherently unreasonable. Now that Chu Feng is taking back the sword meridians, he can only suffer the consequences.

"Slap!"

Another sword meridian is extracted.

With each extracted sword meridian, Prince Jianyun emits a piercingly tragic scream. His momentum weakens further, while Chu Feng’s rises steadily.

...

As time passes by, Chu Feng finally succeeds in extracting the last of the Nine Yang Sword Veins and transplants it into his own body.

Boom! Boom!

It’s only after the last Nine Yang Sword Vein is implanted into his body and returned to its rightful owner that the nine fake sword meridians inside Chu Feng’s body combine with the newly implanted Nine Yang Sword Veins, becoming one.

Or rather, they are aggressively devoured by the Nine Yang Sword Veins.

Chu Feng’s whole body is enveloped in a red glow, radiating brilliant light. He is like a proud sun rising to the sky, too dazzling to look directly at.

"He’s succeeded, my husband has finally succeeded!"

Han Xiaoying, overcome with emotion, wept tears of joy, fluttering like a dancing butterfly. After pushing back Elder Yang with her swords, she directly glided to Chu Feng’s side. Along with Elder Shoumei, she stood guard over Chu Feng.

Han Dong also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, climbed to his feet, and resolutely guarded in front of Chu Feng.

Qin Keren stood below the platform, watching Chu Feng with a mix of joy and excitement, but she did not rashly climb onto the platform.

Because with her level of strength, in front of True Disciples and Elders, it simply wasn’t enough. Instead, she might burden Chu Feng and make things worse.

Now that Chu Feng had successfully seized the sword meridians, she was even less likely to get on the platform.

So as not to cause any misunderstandings with Han Xiaoying.

"Damn, that trash has actually succeeded in reclaiming his sword meridians!" Zang Jianfeng’s face was extremely gloomy. He knew that at this point, Chu Feng was no longer the same person that anyone could trample on or bully, the trash disciple from before.