Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 547 - 533: Leaving the Holy Palace

Wu Pojun’s words spread like thunder throughout the dwellings of the Earth Hall disciples.

Upon hearing the name Lin Feng, the countenances of many Earth Hall disciples couldn’t help but slightly change.

After Jun Shitian left the Holy Palace, amongst the devilish disciples of the Main Hall, Lin Feng unquestionably became the first, not only occupying an extraordinarily high position in the entire Holy Palace but also receiving special treatment from the Holy Palace Master, being allowed to enter Emperor Valley at any time without the slightest restriction.

Thus, the name Lin Feng within the Holy Palace signified invincibility, the most powerful existence among all the disciples of the Holy Palace. No one dared to disrespect him; even Emperor Realm Elders would act with utmost respect in his presence.

No one dared to think otherwise; in a few more years, Lin Feng would surpass Jun Shitian, ranking among the top of the Central State’s younger generation.

Swoosh!

Xiao Ye, who was cultivating alone in his detached courtyard, upon hearing this thunderous roar, couldn’t help but open his eyes, with divine light flickering through his pitch-black pupils, soon after the terrifying King Martial aura gradually subsided.

"Is it time to go out for experiential training?" Xiao Ye leapt up, stretching his body, and immediately, a series of crackling sounds like frying beans emerged.

A satisfied smile immediately appeared on Xiao Ye’s face. freёnovelkiss-com

"Not bad, during this period of cultivation, with the help of the Heavenly Treasure Record, I’ve digested two King Crystals and thirty Top-grade Essence Stones, my cultivation in the King Martial Realm has indeed broken through all the way, all four King Realms have improved significantly." Behind Xiao Ye, four Grotto Heavens rose, as four kinds of divine light were released from them.

Moreover, Xiao Ye vaguely felt that after transforming the four Grotto Heavens into King Realms using the Spirit King Pool, there seemed to be some additional elements within these four King Realms, filled with spiritual energy.

If one looked closely, behind the divine light of the four King Realms, there sat cross-legged four figures of unparalleled elegance.

Xiao Ye had explored this phenomenon for several days and did not find any harm to himself. Apart from this, he made no further discoveries and reluctantly gave up, starting to focus on cultivation.

"Could those four shadows represent Great Emperors?" Xiao Ye was shocked as he watched the four figures.

After cultivating to the Peak Level in the King Martial Realm, spiritual entities would be nurtured within the King Realm, and most Martial Artists kept their weapons inside the King Realm, eventually nurturing the strongest Royal Artifacts. What about him then?

Once his King Martial Realm cultivation reached the Peak, could it be that he would nurture something related to the Human Race Four Emperors?

"Forget it, when my cultivation breaks through in the future, nature will let me know." Xiao Ye could not help but smile helplessly, then straightened his clothes and called out for Little White.

Little White, who had been lying down in Xiao Ye’s room, rushed over like lightning upon hearing the call, burrowing into Xiao Ye’s arms to continue sleeping comfortably.

"Little White’s strength seems to have increased a lot." Xiao Ye’s pupils shrank, shocked by the speed Little White had just displayed.

Because he had the Heavenly Treasure Record, his King Martial Realm cultivation could increase rapidly, and Little White, seemingly with a cheat activated, did not need to cultivate, its strength rising continuously, almost at par with Xiao Ye.

"Taking Little White out for training is like having an extra helper," Xiao Ye thought to himself as he walked out of his detached courtyard.

Stepping outside the house, he saw Wu Pojun leading thirteen disciples, waiting for him at the front gate.

Swoosh!

Upon seeing Xiao Ye emerge, Wu Pojun and the thirteen disciples all looked over with very sharp gazes, focusing intently on Xiao Ye.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye really puts on quite a display, making us, your senior brothers, wait outside just for you. Don’t you know that there’s a hierarchical order within the Holy Palace?" Wu Pojun said with a cold laugh, a hint of frostiness swirling in his eyes.

His words were clear in their intent—to stir up animosity towards Xiao Ye in front of those thirteen disciples, making it more convenient to take action after leaving the Holy Palace.

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Ye’s mouth slowly curled up, revealing a mocking smile.

Wu Pojun truly harbored great resentment towards him, going out of his way to make things difficult for him from the very start.

Ignoring Wu Pojun, he saluted the thirteen disciples with clasped fists: "My apologies, senior brothers, for making you wait."

"It’s because Senior Brother Wu only told me that today was the day we depart, but he didn’t specify the exact time. Thus, I could only wait at my residence, which has caused this delay."

Upon hearing Xiao Ye’s words, an odd look came over the faces of the thirteen disciples.

Wu Pojun’s body trembled, nearly spitting blood in anger.

With just a casual remark, Xiao Ye had shifted all the blame onto him, making it seem as though it was all his fault.

Having already experienced Xiao Ye’s sharp tongue at Elder Yang’s, Wu Pojun coldly turned and flicked his sleeve, saying: "Let’s set off now. If we delay matters for Senior Brother Lin Feng, we all will suffer."

After that, Wu Pojun flew out of the space of the Earth Hall first.

Hearing the name Lin Feng, the thirteen disciples’ expressions turned grave, and they quickly followed Wu Pojun, flying outwards.

"Hmph, Wu Pojun, once I leave the Holy Palace, what moves can you make against me?" Xiao Ye’s face revealed a trace of cold laughter, and with a shift of his figure, he followed suit.

After the group left the space of the Earth Hall, Wu Pojun, who was very familiar with the Holy Palace, led everyone through a broad avenue to stand before a portal emitting white light.

Beside the portal was a large stone upon which sat an emaciated elder in gray robes, his presence completely undetectable.

"Is this the array for leaving the Holy Palace?" Excitement sparkled in Xiao Ye’s eyes, filled with anticipation for the true Central State.

"Lord Elder, we disciples are acting on an order from Senior Brother Lin Feng of the Main Hall to carry out a mission. Please open the array and let us depart," Wu Pojun respectfully requested, not daring to be careless, and he also presented the token bestowed by Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng?" Hearing this, the gray-robed elder opened his eyes, and upon confirming the token was correct, a sharp light flashed in his cloudy eyes. Then, with a wave of his hand,

Whoosh!

A dazzling beam burst forth from his palm, directly projected into the portal.

Woosh!

The portal shuddered and then exploded with intense light, forming a massive space rift, from which a vast aura surged forth.

"Thank you, elder," Wu Pojun saluted again, then led Xiao Ye and the others into the space rift, vanishing from sight.

"Sending a new disciple to find a congratulatory gift for the Palace Master of the Holy Palace? Sigh." The gray-robed elder looked towards the space rift, then shook his head with a sigh, closed his eyes once more, and resumed his cultivation.

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