God Emperor

Chapter 2286: One Hundred Thousand Sacred Pills

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Other than the Godstones, Zhang Ruochen had only chosen the materials to set up the dimensional teleportation array. The main material for it was the Dimensional Saint Jade.

The Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting was too vast. If a cultivator could use the dimensional teleportation array to travel freely in the starry sky and across the planets, then he would have the greatest initiative.

Back in Destiny’s Creek Valley, the captains of the ten Immortal Vampires gathered to plan the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting, including Lord Bladehell, Lady Wind, Supreme Saint Jinkun, and Zhang Ruochen.

Although the ten great clans were competitors, their interests were closely tied together.

In the end, the captains of the ten great clans decided to go to their home planet first.

They didn’t know the situation on their home planet yet. However, the Immortal Vampires on their home planet were the target of Celestial Captives and even the cultivators of other clans who were attending the festival.

If the home planet was destroyed, the total points would be cut in half. The consequences would be unimaginable.

Lord Bladehell stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, “Supreme Saint Ruochen, you are a Master of Time and Space,” he said. “You must be incredibly fast. How about this? We’ll take the Immortal Vampires and rush to the home planet as fast as we can to build a base. Then you will attack the home planet of the other nine clans.”

Supreme Saint Jinkun was moved and he said, “That’s a great idea! It’s best to attack the home planets of the most powerful clans, such as the Nether Clan, the Yanluo clan, the Deathkin, and the Ashura.”

If they could destroy all the beings living or dead on the planet before the other cultivators arrived, it would be the best for the Immortal Vampires.

Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, knew that if he did that, he and the Bloodysky Clan would be everyone’s target for the next 100 days.

The cultivators who had no enmity with him would also be enraged.

Lord Bladehell had laid a trap for him.

If we destroy the Nether Clan, Yanluo Clan, Deathkin, and Ashura’s home planets now, the four clans will definitely see the Immortal Vampires as a thorn in their side, Zhang Ruochen said. “How long can the Immortal Vampires’ home planets be preserved?”

Lady Wind shook her head and said, “I think Supreme Saint Ruochen is right. There’s no need for the Immortal Vampires to start a war now and make enemies for ourselves for the time being.”

Two hours later.

Just as Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest was about to announce the start of the Celestial-Hunting Festival, a demigod from the Yanluo Clan flew over from the sky with a three-foot-tall pill furnace in his hand and landed on the Mount Destiny.

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest cupped his fists and asked, “Why did elixir attendant rush to the Mount Destiny at this time?”

To celebrate the 100th Celestial Hunting Festival, my master spent 800 years refining a cauldron of Saintwill Pills and was ready to give them to these juniors, the demigod elixir attendant smiled. “Unfortunately, the cauldron’s opening was a little late, and it didn’t make it in time for the main festival.”

When Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest heard the elixir attendant mention about his master, his expression immediately became serious. He glanced at the pill furnace in the hand of the elixir attendant, and his eyes were filled with a trace of surprise and envy.

How could the Saintwill Pill refined by the Grand Supreme Elixir Master of the Yanluo Clan be ordinary?

One had to know that many gods went to seek the pill, but they were unsuccessful.

The cultivators who went to the festival in Destiny’s Creek were all excited as if joy had fallen from the sky.

“I was curious earlier. Every time at the Celestial-Hunting Festival, the food provided by the Fane of Yama is the best. However, this year, there isn’t any. Apparently, it’s just arrived.”

“What grade is the Saintwill Pill personally refined by the Grand Supreme? If I can consume one, I might have the chance to condense a fifth-grade Saintwill.”

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The most important thing for the Supreme Saints of the Neverwilt Realm and the Hundred-Shackle Realm was to break the shackles and condense the Saintwill.

Among them, condensing the Saintwill was related to one’s future achievements, so naturally, it was the most important thing.

Generally speaking, the pills that aided in condensing the Saintwill were only of King Grade at most, and they were scarce in quantity. However, if a Grand Supreme Elixir Master were to make a move, the grade of the Saintwill Pill that he could refine was probably not as simple as King Grade.

All the cultivators, including Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, Luo Shengtian, Wujiang, and Yan Wushen, had high-hope written all over their faces.

The elixir attendant announced loudly, “You can bring this batch of Saintwill Pills that Grand Supreme Elixir Master has refined into the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. There are 100,000 top Heaven Grade Saintwill Pills, 10,000 King Grade Saintwill Pills, 10 Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills, and one Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.

“The Elixir Spirit of a top-tier Heaven Grade Saintwill Pill is comparable to a Nine-Step Saint King.

The Elixir Spirit of a King Grade Saintwill Pill varies in medicinal effect and combat strength from the Neverwilt Realm to the Hundred-Shackle Realm’s Great Perfection stage.

“Ten Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills are extremely precious and can help to fuse with the Saintwill. However, their Elixir Spirit has the combat strength of an initial stage Thousand-Koan Realm Supreme Saint. Those Supreme Saints in Neverwilt Realm, do not try to take or consume it or your life will be in danger.

“The only Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill is the most precious. Even Grand Supreme Elixir Master did not expect it to be able to form a pill. This is because the Saintwill Pill can not reach Emperor Grade level. This is a pleasant surprise.

“The Elixir Spirit of this Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill has the battle strength of a Paramount Realm Supreme Saint. Grand Supreme Elixir Master knew that you were no match for it, so he sealed its power. The battle strength of this Elixir Spirit is probably at the peak of the Thousand-Koan Realm.”

BOOM!

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place was in an uproar.

In the Divine Bone Pagoda, Supreme Saints of the Thousand-Koan Realm and the Banshi Isshou Realm were all envious.

If they had known that the Grand Supreme Elixir Master was refining the Saintwill Pills for the Celestial-Hunting Festival, they would have definitely suppressed their cultivation and not broken through.

With the help of the Saintwill Pill, they would definitely be able to condense a higher level Saintwill.

The cultivators from the Celestial Court, such as Lian Xi and Zhou Zhen, were all in a daze. They had only refined one batch of pills. 100,000 Nine-Step Saint King and 10,000 Supreme Saints.

What kind of existence was Grand Supreme Elixir Master?

One batch of pills was equivalent to the battle strength of a strong world.

Zhang Ruochen could not calm down either. He finally understood what a Grand Supreme Elixir Master represented. He was already an existence beyond the understanding of ordinary cultivators. He had reached a level that even Supreme Saint could not understand.

Of course, the resources required to refine such a cauldron of Saintwill Pills were unquestionably astronomical. He’d have to go through several Macroworlds to gather all of the medicinal herbs.

Supreme Saint Yi Xuan quietly walked to Lord Xia Yu’s side, he said telepathically, “Lord Xia Yu, you’ve already fused with a Grade Three Saintwill, but I haven’t. Lend me a hand and help me obtain a Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. I owe you one. From now on, I can help you with anything you want.”

Lord Xia Yu knew very well that she could fuse with a Grade Three Saintwill. It was already her limit. No matter how good the Saintwill Pill was, it wouldn’t mean much.

However, she didn’t agree immediately. She looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, “Do you need help?”

Zhang Ruochen knew that Supreme Saint Yi Xuan was asking Lord Xia Yu for help. He said, “It’s just collecting pills. It’s not that hard. Go help Supreme Saint Yi Xuan!”

“HMPH! Conceited guy. Be careful not to get nothing.” said Lord Xia Yu as she was annoyed. She wasn’t happy with Zhang Ruochen’s ungrateful attitude.

Lady Wind didn’t cultivate the Grade Three Saintwill, so she was determined to get the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill. However, she didn’t go to Zhang Ruochen this time. Instead, she contacted Lord Bladehell and the Mad Whitejade Lion.

Dozens of elites at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm all targeted the ten Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pills. Only Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, Luo Shengtian, and Wujiang were interested in Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill.

Of course, only they were interested.

Other cultivators were put off by the Elixir Spirit at the pinnacle of the Thousand-Koan Realm.

“Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill is too abnormal. Do you think it’s possible to condense a Grade Three Saintwill from a single path after consuming it?” Luo Shengtian asked.

Lan Ying, Yan Huangtu, and Wujiang all guessed the same.

It was precise because of this that they wanted to take it down at all costs.

After all, condensing a Grade Three Saintwill from a single path means obtaining 25% of the Canon of that path after becoming a god.

One could completely become the main god of that path.

Lan Ying smiled sinisterly and said, “The battle strength of the Elixir Spirit has reached the peak of the Thousand-Koan Realm. Can you take it down?”

Wujiang said, “We won’t know until we try?”

“It seems that Supreme Artifact of the Nether Clan is in your hands,” said Lan Ying.

Wujiang said, “That’s right, it’s in my hands. I want that Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill!”

Luo Shengtian’s gaze turned to the Yan Huangtu and said, “Why didn’t Grand Supreme Elixir Master of the Yanluo clan keep the good stuff for you and Yan Wushen?”

Wujiang interrupted, “The Grand Supreme treats everything equally. How could he be biased?”

Wrong,” Yan Wushen exclaimed. “That’s because Grand Supreme Elixir Master knew we’d definitely be able to take Emperor Grade Sacred Pill,” he said as he walked over and stood beside Yan Huangtu. “How could it have gotten into the hands of Outsiders?”

“That’s exactly the reason.” Yan Huangtu laughed.

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The elites of the Yanluo clan were as numerous as the clouds. There were already eleven elites at the Great Perfection stage of the Hundred-Shackle Realm, two to three times more than the other clans. More importantly, the Yanluo clan did not have any factions. They were a unified clan, and there was no internal strife.

If they wanted to take that Emperor Grade Sacred Pill, indeed, no one would be able to compete with them.

After Lan Ying heard Yan Wushen and Yanhuang Tu’s words, even she was in her deep thoughts.

Yan wushen said, “You should go and fight for the ten Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pills. Don’t you want to fuse a Grade Two Saintwill? Fighting with the Yanluo clan for Emperor Grade Sacred Pill is just a waste of time.”

Zhang Ruochen had been listening to their conversation because their decision would have a crucial impact on the fight for the pill.

It appears that Lan Ying, Luo Shengtian, and Wujiang will abandon the fight for the Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill in favor of the Quasi-Emperor Grade Sacred Pill. Zhang Ruochen exhaled a sigh.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen also wanted to fight for Emperor Grade Sacred Pill and try to cultivate a single Path to Grade Three.

Unfortunately, even if he mobilized the power of the entire Bloodysky Clan to fight with the Yanluo Clan, the chances of getting it were very low.

The Yanluo Clan was too powerful!

“Yan Wushen, I’ll give you the chance to fuse with a single Grade Three Saintwill. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

Zhang Ruochen lowered his gaze to the Violet Gourd that hung around his waist. The most pressing matter, he believed, was gathering the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill and fusing the Yin Yang Five-Element Saintwill into Grade One.

In fact, the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill had broken the normal level of the Saintwill Pill. It was very likely that the only ten pills in the entire universe were the work of the Grand Supreme Elixir Master.

His Yin Yang Five-Element Saintwill had already fused four types of Saintwill. There were still three more.

Zhang Ruochen was still confident about fusing the fifth type.

However, according to the Divine Sky-connecting Tree, no living creature could fuse more than five types of Saintwill. In other words, fusing the sixth and seventh types would be very difficult. With the help of the Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, the chances of success would be higher.

“I need at least two,” said Zhang Ruochen. He didn’t just want two. He had the Violet Gourd, so he was very ambitious. He looked up at the elixir attendant, his eyes sharp to the extreme.

All the cultivators present were rubbing their fists and rubbing their palms. Powerful auras burst out from their bodies. They were either ghostly qi soaring into the sky, blood qi forming a sea, or death qi forming clouds.

From a certain perspective, this battle will determine their future.

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest released a wave of ghostly Qi that enveloped the ten thousand cultivators who were attending the festival. He swept them up and flew through a spatial door. They flew out of the Divine Domain of Destiny and arrived above the six-colored Forest of No Return.

The elixir attendant stood shoulder to shoulder with him, standing at the very front.

The ghostly cloud stopped and carried everyone. They floated in the pitch-black, cold, empty, and silent universe.

Below them was the starfield where the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting was located.

It looked very close, but in fact, it was still 40,000 to 50,000 miles away.

The Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms also flew out of the Divine Domain of Destiny and hovered above the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting.

Whoosh

Under the expectant gazes of the cultivators, the elixir attendant opened the lid of the pill furnace. Instantly, it emitted a strange light that was filled with a myriad of colors. It illuminated this universe that was tens of thousands of miles away in a mystical and resplendent manner, making it seem like a dreamy land.

The fragrance of the pills instantly drifted out for tens of thousands of miles, turning into a vast Qi stream of pill that extended toward the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting.

In the Qi stream of pill, more than 100,000 Saintwill Pills were floating in the air.

The Elixir Spirits of those Saintwill Pills were all manifested. They were of all colors and shone with dazzling brilliance. What was astonishing was that they actually took on the forms of various Saint Flowers.

The Elixir Spirits of the ten Quasi-Emperor Grade Saintwill Pills were huge. They were very eye-catching. There were Emperor Sunflowers that were thousands of meters tall, Blood Clovers that were as big as clouds, and Yin-yang Jasmines that were like the Sun and the Moon, there were red Immortal Cactus...

The Elixir Spirit of Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was the biggest. It was like a small planet. It rushed at the front and was already 20,000 miles away.

What surprised Zhang Ruochen was that the Elixir Spirit of Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill was actually a Lotus of Divine Reflection. The source of this content is NoᴠelFɪre.net

Fortune Palace’s Black Robe High Priest announced, “The Battle of Celestial-Hunting has officially begun.”

The elixir attendant said, “110,011 sacred pills have been released. How much you can collect depends on your abilities. I’m looking forward to your performance this time.”

Swish

The 10,000 cultivators from the Infernal Court could no longer contain their excitement and flew forward at top speed along the Qi stream of pill, like a swarm of bees leaving their nest.

The higher the grade of the sacred pill, the further they ran.

Whoever was faster had a greater chance of obtaining a high-grade Saintwill Pill.