Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 338: Madness

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Madness

Boom!

No one saw how Qiu Tai moved, but in a flash, he landed steadily on the arena stage.

The cold and powerful aura he emitted, even without deliberate release, made the surrounding people withdraw one after another. Even Zang Jianfeng, who was so arrogant, subconsciously stepped back.

Elder Shoumei, Han Xiaoying, and Han Dong all watched nervously as Qiu Tai suddenly leaped onto the stage.

A simple and heavy bronze treasure sword was planted on Qiu Tai’s back.

"Qiu Tai, what are you trying to do?" Even with the cultivation of a Late Stage Sword Saint, Elder Shoumei couldn’t help but feel some trepidation in the face of this man.

True Disciples being able to succeed as Sect Master isn’t just because they are young.

It’s also because they possess extraordinary talent and potential.

Although their short cultivation time may not reveal much, for true disciples like Qiu Tai who have cultivated for many years, especially those ranking at the forefront, each one possesses exceedingly strong power.

Even surpassing the elders of the sect.

Qiu Tai didn’t even deign to give Elder Shoumei a proper look but stared at Chu Feng who was merging with his sword meridians, "Dare you battle with me?" In Qiu Tai’s opinion, if it weren’t for Elder He’s order, Chu Feng wouldn’t even qualify to battle with him.

"Why should I battle with you? Who are you?" Chu Feng’s tone was even more arrogant.

Others may fear Qiu Tai, but Chu Feng does not.

In the Sword Tomb, he dared to kill ancient demons, and dared to challenge all the Sword Saints with a Fourth-grade Flame Burst Pill. What kind of courage was that?

How could Chu Feng be afraid of this True Disciple named Qiu Tai?

"Heh... Without much strength, yet your eyes are higher than the top of your head. It’s good to be proud and ambitious, but if you lack strength and remain arrogant, you are destined to be nothing but an insignificant weakling, crawling on the ground, looking up whenever you see someone."

Qiu Tai laughed in anger; no one within the Ten Thousand Sword Sect had ever dared to speak to him like that.

Even those elders, upon seeing him, treated him with reverence.

Chu Feng’s attitude was such that Qiu Tai resolved to break a few more of Chu Feng’s bones.

"My name is Qiu Tai, one of the true disciples of our sect. As long as you are willing to fight me, you can name any condition," Qiu Tai said to Chu Feng in an extremely arrogant tone. "You can rest assured about one thing; insignificant ants like you are not worth my time to kill!"

To make Chu Feng agree, Qiu Tai added another line.

"This number!"

Chu Feng extended one hand.

"As long as you can offer this amount, I am willing to fight with you."

Chu Feng naturally knew how powerful Qiu Tai was, and he was aware that this man was the second-ranked powerhouse among true disciples.

However, he was not afraid but rather a bit excited; to battle such a powerful opponent was, for him, a rare opportunity.

Qiu Tai’s sudden appearance on the stage, demanding to fight with him, and the chilling gaze he directed at Chu Feng, indicated he had ill intentions.

Chu Feng definitely wanted to seize the opportunity to extort a hefty amount of silver from him.

Having regained the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he just so happened to need a large amount of elixirs to surge his cultivation.

"Fifty thousand taels?" Qiu Tai asked contemptuously.

For him, a true disciple ranked second in the sect, fifty thousand taels was nothing at all.

Chu Feng sneered and shook his head.

"You want five hundred thousand taels?" Qiu Tai took a deep breath, his tone becoming even colder. "Some silver, you must have your life to spend it."

Within his words, there was no lack of a threatening intent.

With Qiu Tai’s pride, he surely wouldn’t admit defeat and say he’s broke or can’t afford it. He tried to use his threatening words to make Chu Feng back down voluntarily.

"My life is tough enough. No matter how much silver, I can spend it all. If you can’t even come up with five hundred thousand taels, then forget it. I won’t duel with you." Chu Feng had successfully integrated the last sword meridian.

For many years, he had never felt as solid and sure as he did at this moment.

Feeling the nine Crimson Dragon-like sword meridians inside his body, Chu Feng’s heart was filled with joy.

"Senior brother, sister-in-law, your third brother is no longer the waste he once was. I’ve finally taken back my own sword meridians. Don’t worry, I will surely get to the bottom of father’s wrongful case from years ago. Those who caused our family’s destruction and death, I won’t let any of them live."

Now that Chu Feng had the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he also had the courage and utmost confidence.

"Panlong Crown Prince, Chang’e, you treacherous couple, I bet you never imagined that not only have I been reborn, but I also possess the Nine Yang Sword Veins and the Abnormal Fire! It won’t be long before you feel fear."

Chu Feng couldn’t forget for a moment the pain Panlong Crown Prince and Chang’e had caused him.

Especially Chang’e’s betrayal; it was like a thorn in the heart, constantly provoking Chu Feng. His deep-seated hatred needed to be cleansed with the blood and lives of his enemies.

"Hm? My Nine Yang Strange Fire seems to be evolving, transforming..." Chu Feng discovered with surprise that upon integrating all nine sword meridians, the Nine Yang Strange Fire inside his body was absorbing strands of energy from within the sword meridians.

It was actually evolving.

The Nine Yang Sword Veins are the Supreme Yang Sword Veins that can automatically absorb the Power of the Sun from the void.

The Nine Yang Strange Fire originally emerged after the Nine Yang Sword Veins were taken away. It is from the same origin as the Nine Yang Sword Veins.

Now that the Nine Yang Sword Veins have returned, naturally, they can absorb the Power of the Sun from the void.

After previously devouring the Crimson Refining Strange Fire, it had already advanced to the Second Grade Ninth Stage. Now, absorbing the Power of the Sun, it immediately showed signs of levelling up.

"Really looking forward to it, with my Nine Yang Strange Fire, dealing with a Sword Master Level is no problem at all. If it advances to third-grade, it should be enough to contend with a Sword Saint."

Chu Feng realized that he had a bad fate, envied by heaven and earth, for the enemies he encountered were all abnormal super strong people.

The majority were at the Sword Saint Level.

If the Nine Yang Strange Fire advanced to third-grade, it would be another means he could use to kill Sword Saint powerhouses.

Besides, the benefits of the Strange Fire improving were not limited to just this.

Chu Feng’s ability to refine various elixirs would surely improve a level as well, becoming more efficient, with a higher success rate, and stronger Fire Control Ability.

Qiu Tai had extremely sharp senses, and as soon as the Nine Yang Strange Fire within Chu Feng began to level up, he immediately sensed it, causing him to frown involuntarily.

Because he sensed a threat.

What could a mere Sword Master have that would threaten him?

Could it be that Heavenly Divine Weapon?

Qiu Tai’s gaze couldn’t help but focus on the Demon Slaying Sword in Chu Feng’s hand. He believed that it must be this Divine peerless weapon that made him feel threatened.

"Here’s one million taels in silver notes! These five hundred thousand are to buy a duel with you. The other five hundred thousand, if you can defeat me, will be a bonus." Qiu Tai, ridiculed by Chu Feng as a pauper, was immediately enraged.

He actually pulled out a million taels in silver notes, his wealth unfathomable, truly commanding respect.

One would wonder, how did he, at such a young age, earn so much silver?