Chapter 25: Peak Of Essence Condensation Realm

Chapter 25: Peak Of Essence Condensation Realm

"Somebody else?"

"Is there someone on the White Cloud Peak who is stronger than Wang Hao and Qi Yang?"

"Senior Brother Chen must be joking again. Qi Yang and Wang Hao are both Saint Bodies. I dare say that among the younger generation of the Xia Country, their talents can be ranked in the top five!"

The elders shook their heads repeatedly.

"Nonsense! Do I look like I'm joking?" Chen Changfeng glanced at them, somewhat displeased.

"Then, Senior Brother Chen, tell us, who will come out on top in this Spiritual Rain contention?"

"Su Zhan."

"Who is Su Zhan?"

The elders were puzzled and confused.

The matter of the Talent Pillar in the Splendor Hall had not been leaked, and these leisurely elders without real power were unaware of it.

Hearing this name suddenly, they all wore puzzled expressions.

Chen Changfeng said, "He is a new disciple who joined us half a month ago. Although he is only in the Essence Condensation Realm, his talent is exceptional. That's why he was assigned to the vacant Peak Seventeen on the White Cloud Peak. Naturally, he will also participate in this Spiritual Rain contention."

"Just joined and already residing on the White Cloud Peak Could he be another Saint Body!" one elder exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Changfeng shook his head. "He is not a Saint Body."

"Not a Saint Body? Then what does this disciple have to compare with Qi Yang and Wang Hao?"

"While it is true that special physique is not the sole criterion for martial talent, it is definitely the most crucial factor. Without being a Saint Body, even if Su Zhan has exceptional innate aptitude and suitable meridians for cultivation, he can never compare to a Saint Body!"

"Could it be that this Su Zhan is some sort of descendant of Senior Brother Chen? Is that why you have such confidence in him?"

Upon hearing Chen Changfeng's words, the elders exchanged glances and began speculating.

"I would certainly hope to have such an outstanding descendant." Chen Changfeng chuckled.

Looking at the elders who clearly didn't believe him, a thought crossed his mind. "If you don't believe me, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet What kind of bet?"

"It's simple. If Wang Hao or Qi Yang absorbs the most Spiritual Rain, I'll give each of you 100,000 Spirit Stones. Conversely, if Su Zhan wins, each of you will give me 100,000. How about it?"

"100,000" Several elders showed hesitation on their faces.

"If that's too much, then if you lose, you only need to give me 50,000 Spirit Stones!" Chen Changfeng glanced at them and continued.

"Alright, I'll bet with Senior Brother Chen!"

"I'm in too. Senior Brother Chen is generous with his wealth, giving money to us poor fellows. We can't possibly refuse, right? Haha!"

"You're right. We can't disappoint Senior Brother Chen's kindness!" The clueless elders smiled and nodded.

Chen Changfeng looked at the elders and began calculating in his mind. There were a total of eight elders.

5 * 8 = 40

40,000 Spirit Stones Should he use them to buy cultivation pills or maybe make an arrangement with a female cultivator from the neighboring Moon Kingdom?

Sigh, what a difficult choice.

"Yes! Senior Brother Chen's status within the sect is second only to the Sect Master. Is there anything Senior Brother Chen doesn't know?" The elders curiously looked towards Chen Changfeng.

Chen Changfeng chuckled and said, "That person is Su Zhan!"

"What!"

The faces of the elders changed dramatically.

"Senior Brother Chen, you previously said that Su Zhan is not a Saint Body"

"Yes!"

Chen Changfeng smiled and asked in return, "I didn't lie, did I? Is he a Saint Body?"

"I" The elder was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, Su Zhan was not a Saint Body.

But damn it, he possessed an even more powerful Divine Body! In front of Su Zhan, Wang Hao and Qi Yang were nothing!

The elders felt like they had been tricked by Chen Changfeng and wore frustrated expressions on their faces.

"Don't forget about the 50,000 Spirit Stones, everyone!" Chen Changfeng had a smile on his face.

On the White Cloud Peak, after Su Zhan fully activated his Divine Body, the Spiritual Rain connected together, merging into rain lines that converged towards him, like rivers flowing into the sea.

The true disciples looked at the sparse droplets of Spiritual Rain above their heads and started to question their lives.

"What's going on? Even if there was a problem with the formation, it should have been fixed by now, right?"

"This cultivation of Spiritual Rain is a waste this time. Such bad luck!"

"It seems that it's not that the Spiritual Rain is lacking, but rather, the newly condensed Spiritual Rain is being absorbed by someone!"

With little time left in the Spiritual Gathering Formation, the true disciples could no longer sit still. They walked out of their caves and saw the radiant sun and the lines of Spiritual Rain, instantly understanding everything.

"Another Saint Body?"

"This Saint Body is terrifying. It absorbed all of our Spiritual Rain!"

"Who is this person? Such a jerk! I was planning to break through to the mid-stage of the Martial Master realm, and now everything is ruined!"

"He's not human!"

The true disciples complained, questioned, and were shocked as they hurried towards the radiant sun.

"Ah-choo!" In the front courtyard, Su Zhan suddenly sneezed.

Someone is jealous of my handsomeness again.

He sighed inwardly, absorbed the last drop of Spiritual Rain, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Essence Condensation Realm. Moreover, his physique had been enhanced by the nourishing Spiritual Rain.

As the Spiritual Gathering Formation dissipated, Su Zhan stretched his body and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"To break through to the Martial Master realm, I must refine my lifesource weapon. Elder Chen promised that I could go to him and obtain the top-grade materials once I reached the later stage of the Essence Condensation Realm. Now is the time!"

Su Zhan arrived at the entrance and pushed open the gate.

However, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

All twenty-three true disciples of the White Cloud Peak were standing outside the gate, their faces gloomy, as if they were deeply frustrated.