<h4>Chapter 1680 (Raw 1692): Spirit Pool</h4>


    This was the first time Xiao Chen used the state of cycle in the Great Thousand Realms, and he immediately confused the Divine Firmament Sect’s Little Thunder Saber Feng Yu.


    Feng Yu continued muttering to himself. Even now, he still could not understand how Xiao Chen managed to strike him.


    Feng Yu had been overconfident. He thought that within the younger generation of the entire Grave Sea, even if he was not among the top three desmen, he would at least be in the top ten.


    Furthermore, this was just his conservative estimate. In his heart, he felt that he was the top desman.


    In fact, before Xiao Chen appeared, it was truly so. None of the desmen of the same generation in the three blessednds could defeat Feng Yu.


    The desmen that could defeat Feng Yu were all true inheritors of their sects. Those people were of a senior generation, so he still had time to catch up.


    However, Xiao Chen was only a half-step Primal Core cultivator. Hence, Feng Yu simply could not understand.


    “Fellow cultivators of the Divine Firmament Sect, are you not going to treat your senior brother’s injuries?”


    Seeing the so-called Little Thunder Saber still muttering to himself irritated Xiao Chen somewhat.


    He swept his gaze over to the Divine Firmament Sect disciples outside the pavilion to signal them to bring Feng Yu away.


    A few people immediately flushed red. They hade to the Purple me Sect many times before, but this was the first time they were instructed this way by another.


    “Senior Brother, let’s go.”


    “Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”


    The Divine Firmament Sect core disciples flew to the arena in the clouds and helped up Feng Yu.


    Feng Yu startled away and stared at Xiao Chen, looking somewhat demented. “I clearly dodged it. Why did I still get struck?”


    Feng Yu found this resultpletely uneptable. It was even more humiliating than actual defeat.


    To think that he could not understand.


    Who was Feng Yu? He was the prized disciple of the Thunder Saber Xiang Tian, praised as the disciple most likely to inherit his master’s title.


    For Feng Yu not to be able to even understand the Saber Technique of his contemporary was a huge joke.


    Xiao Chen recalled some past matters. He replied indifferently, “Go back and practice for a few more years. How long have I practiced the saber, and how long have you? There is nothing uneptable about this.”


    The other party was very simr to the young Xiao Chen. He both cultivated the lightning attribute and was talented at the saber.


    However, they had different experiences and different characters. Perhaps one day, the other party might surpass Xiao Chen, but the time was not now.


    “Brother Feng Yu, you can go now.”


    Although Ling Yu had been defeated, he felt extremely happy when he saw Feng Yu’s appearance. Who told you to keep seeking trouble for the Purple me Sect? Let’s see whether you dare toe again in the future.


    Thoroughly embarrassed and disinclined to stay any longer, the Divine Firmament Sect disciples quickly brought Feng Yu away.


    When the Divine Firmament Sect’s people had left, Ling Yu immediately asked, “Martial Uncle, how did you do that? I also could not understand that saber strike.”


    “You are not a desman; there is no point in asking this.”


    “That’s true. Oh no!” Ling Yu suddenly pped his forehead and said, “I forgot to tell those Divine Firmament Sect disciples to remove the electricity in my senior brothers’ and senior sister’s bodies.”


    Xiao Chen said softly, “That’s not a problem. I’ll do it.”


    He was very confident when it came to the lightning attribute, so he went to check on the few injured core disciples.


    After sending his Veritable Essence Energy into the injured disciples’ bodies, he no longer worried. He absorbed all the tyrannical lightning-attributed Veritable Essence Energy in their bodies into his own.


    Xiao Chen already cultivated the Thunder Domain. His will of thunder was an even higher level than Feng Yu’s. This tyrannical lightning-attributed Veritable Essence Energy was nothing to him.


    “This is great!”


    The three core disciples were previously very weak and worried. Now, they revealed joyous expressions.


    Given this, the three core disciples would still be able to enter the Fiendish Demon Battlefield two monthster and seek out their own fortuitous encounters.


    “Many thanks. Are you really Senior Ye Zifeng’s junior brother?” the rescued disciples asked curiously.


    Xiao Chen thought for a moment, then replied, “I can be considered so. I already dealt with the electricity; just rest for a few days, and you will be fine.”


    This admission astounded these people. Unexpectedly, Ye Zifeng had such a young junior brother.


    “No matter what, it is all thanks to Martial Uncle. Otherwise, Feng Yu would remain arrogant until who knows when.”


    “For the past few years, he has made our Purple me Sect look terrible. However, the true inheritors could not make a move. No one could do anything about him.”


    “Martial Uncle really did a great thing for the Purple me Sect. This is the first time I saw Feng Yu suffer so greatly, looking so aggrieved.”


    “However, the Thunder Saber Xiang Tian is extremely protective. Now that Martial Uncle injured his disciple, you have to be careful.”


    “Right, right, right! That Feng Yu still has a senior brother, a true inheritor. He is already an early-stage Major Primal Core cultivator, and his talent is no lesser than Feng Yu’s. He has cultivated for longer and is harder to deal with.”


    Xiao Chen smiled faintly and did not dwell on this. He did not believe that the Thunder Saber Xiang Tian would actually make a move on him.


    This matter also reminded Xiao Chen that the opening date of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield was approaching. He really should start making some preparations.


    Just from thepetition between the core disciples of the Purple me Sect and the Divine Firmament Sect, it was clear how intense thepetition at the Fiendish Demon Battlefield would be.


    Furthermore, this was just the tip of the iceberg. Each blessednd had dozens of sects.


    There was nothing to fear from the core disciples. However, just the true inheritors of those Rank 3 sects would already be a threat to Xiao Chen. Furthermore, there were still the Rank 4 sects’ true inheritors.


    However, each sect did not have many true inheritors. The requirements for bing a true inheritor were extremely harsh.


    Xiao Chen knew that the Purple me Sect had about five, maybe six, true inheritors.


    Since Xiao Chen was going to the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, he did not want to be just a passerby.


    He needed to seek advice from Senior Brother Ye Zifeng. Coincidentally, he could also ask his questions about what happened three days ago.


    After casually chatting with the Purple me Sect core disciples, Xiao Chen took his leave.


    Ling Yu followed, quick as a wink. “Hehe! Martial Uncle, when can we start that special training you mentioned?”


    Xiao Chen realized that Ling Yu was referring to the killing Qi training. “Let’s start tomorrow, then. I also happen to be a desman. After the special training, when you meet that Feng Yu again, your odds of victory should be much higher.”


    “Here is another bottle of Life Juice Source. Refine it as well. Use the next two months to break through to thete-stage Minor Primal Core Realm.”


    Ling Yu was beside himself with joy, having already experienced for himself the benefits of the highest-quality Life Juice Source over the past few days. This was like a delivery of coal in the middle of winter.


    —


    At the ce where Ye Zifeng was in closed-door cultivation at the summit of the peak, where the spiritual fog was the densest, a forbiddennd for the Purple me Sect disciples, Xiao Chen went up unobstructed. He discovered that Ye Zifeng had alreadye out long ago, apparently to wait for him.


    “You should not have made a move. At least, you should have waited until you broke through to the Primal Core Realm.”


    Xiao Chen knew he could not hide the matter at the Greeting of Swords’ Edges from Ye Zifeng, so he only asked, “Why?”


    “When he was young, the Thunder Saber Xiang Tian lost to me once and never epted the defeat, so he wants to fight me again. For the past few years, I have been avoiding him. In fact, his incitement is also a part of the reason why his disciple keeps seeking trouble for Ling Yu.”


    Xiao Chen thought about it and said, “Senior Brother is saying that I spoiled his n?”


    “Yes. However, that is just a small matter. I have been waiting for you for some time already. Actually, I also have some questions to ask you.”


    “Senior Brother, go ahead and ask.”


    “What exactly is your bloodline?”


    Xiao Chen’s thoughts ground to a halt. After hesitating for a while, he answered honestly, “The Dragon Race’s Azure Dragon bloodline.”


    Looking like he had an epiphany, Ye Zifeng muttered, “No wonder I found your aura so familiar that day, but I still could not identify it. The Azure Dragon bloodline...that exins it. However, why are you still alive? I really can’t figure that out.”


    “Ah!” Xiao Chen was gobsmacked. He simply did not know why Ye Zifeng said this.


    “It is strange, right? I find it strange too. You are merely at the peak of the Veritable Personage Realm. To think that you already formed your Soul Pool. If you were a regr person, your soul would have long scattered, yet you are still alive and living well.”


    Xiao Chen revealed a confused expression. “Soul Pool?”


    “That is where Soul Dao cultivators store their Soul Energy. It is the most mysterious ce in the human body. It is hidden in the forehead, at the end of the sea of consciousness. Don’t bother checking; with your cultivation, you won’t be able to sense it.”


    Xiao Chen’s heart started pounding heavily as he thought of that “Immortal Pill” he swallowed before he transmigrated.


    “Don’t overthink. The world is vast with all sorts of bizarreness. Even the Azure Dragon bloodline, which had been lost for several tens of thousands of years, could resurface. What could be impossible? In any case, even if you think about it, you won’t understand.”


    Ye Zifeng’s words helped Xiao Chen let it go. There was indeed no need to dwell on this problem.


    “I would like to enter the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. Will Senior Brother help me?”


    It was better for Xiao Chen to return to reality and pay more attention to the things closely rted to his strength.