Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1230 - 1155: Time Pavilion

Don’t even mention whether he has the ability; even if he is indeed that formidable, the country won’t let him go. No matter how strong he is, he can’t evade missiles, right?

The goat-bearded man wanted to speak, but the elder in a grey robe at the center finally stood up and spoke softly, "Liu Yifeng, enough, Ye Qingfeng is a formidable figure of Huaxia. It’s a minor issue, no need to dwell on it."

The goat-bearded man coldly stared at Ye Qingfeng but said nothing further, knowing that the elder in a grey robe was the true authority in the Time Pavilion.

"I’ve heard that the Eastern Base’s Southwest Region has produced a peerless genius, aloof and proud. Seeing you today, indeed extraordinary," the elder in grey looked at Ye Qingfeng and smiled.

"I want to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond," Ye Qingfeng said directly, not in the mood for idle chatter.

"You came for the Heavenly Spirit Pond?" The elder in grey, somewhat surprised, asked, having not expected Ye Qingfeng was here for the seemingly insignificant Heavenly Spirit Pond.

But soon he understood; Ye Qingfeng, being a talented alchemist, could casually produce precious elixirs. The elixirs as rewards were surely nothing in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes.

"Who do you think you are? The Heavenly Spirit Pond is Jiangdong’s Cave Heaven Blessed Land; you think you can enter just because you want to?" the goat-bearded man said coldly.

Ye Qingfeng ignored him, focusing directly on the elder in grey, the true decision-maker.

"Ye Qingfeng, how about this: we’ll give you a spot to participate in the Sect Competition. As long as you win, you’ll naturally get a chance to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond."

At this point, Elder Xi spoke up. Adhering to the rules of the Sect Competition was what they hoped Ye Qingfeng would do, and allowing him to participate was already an exceptional favor.

"Compete against those youngsters below?" Ye Qingfeng glanced down casually. A group of young disciples were fiercely battling, the scene bustling with activity. "Do you want them all to perish at my hands?"

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold; he was in no mood to play around with a bunch of youngsters. Usually, when he acted, it was with deadly intent.

If he had to compete, he wouldn’t mind; he would simply eliminate all opponents.

"Young man, that’s too much!"

Even the elder in grey showed a slight change in expression; this man was threatening to kill these disciples to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond, despite being offered a chance by participating in the Sect Competition.

Was he thinking there was no one in Jiangdong to challenge him?

Did he think he was still in the Southwest, free to be arrogant and without restraint?

The Time Pavilion has three Peak War Generals, several High-level War Generals, along with sect leaders from the Three Great Sects, all Peak War Generals as well.

With such formidable strength, how could Ye Qingfeng be so audacious?

The atmosphere turned chilly suddenly.

"Disagree? Then let’s fight!"

Ye Qingfeng’s aura shifted dramatically, a fierce energy surging skyward, his eyes cold. If they didn’t submit, he would fight until they did.

Today, word would spread of a bloodbath in Jiangdong!

His words instantly chilled the atmosphere again, his fierce presence causing everyone’s heart to tremble wildly.

Even the elder in grey was taken aback. Could it be this man has reached the War King Realm already? The aura was overwhelmingly strong.

"You, you couldn’t have reached the War King Realm already, could you?" the elder in grey asked, his voice trembling.

"Hiss" Several other elders gasped simultaneously, utterly shocked. War King Realm? This is the dream of countless Martial Artists; could such a young man achieve it?

In this mundane world, the War King Realm is the aspiration of so many Martial Artists. Such a young person achieving it seems unthinkable; no one could accept it.

"Whether I am or not, I only want to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond. If you refuse, then it’s either a fight." Ye Qingfeng stated unreasonably.

A blatant threat; the frustration was evident in many elders’ hearts. This person was outrageously overbearing, unreasonable, saying nothing, only demanding they defeat him, otherwise, it’s life or death.

There was no way to communicate with such a person.

"Alright, I agree!" The elder in grey, face calm, nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Liu!"

Liu Yifeng’s face changed instantly, a hint of anger as he shouted out.

He disliked Ye Qingfeng intensely, could not believe such a young brat could be at the War King Realm—a complete fabrication.

They were from the Time Pavilion of Jiangdong.

Yet, he forgot, given Ye Qingfeng’s age, even if Ye Qingfeng was just at the Peak War General level, his talent was terrifyingly formidable, advancing to War King, War Emperor was assuredly a matter of time.

And Ye Qingfeng’s true strength was the War King level.

Moreover, as his power steadily returned, reaching the War Emperor Realm wouldn’t be far off.

These things, Liu Yifeng and even the elder in grey could never have imagined.

Ye Qingfeng’s expression remained indifferent, satisfied only after the elder in grey took the step back, as if everything was rightful, and he was not grateful for the retreat.

This attitude further enraged Liu Yifeng, but with the elder in grey not speaking up, he could do nothing to Ye Qingfeng, only staring coldly at him.

"Then, wait for the Sect Competition to end, then you’ll enter the Cold Pond with the top twenty disciples," the elder in grey said to Ye Qingfeng, being quite courteous.

Even within him, the elder in grey felt somewhat helpless; he truly admired Ye Qingfeng. This young man’s strength required no elaboration, a genius with exceptional talent, coupled with alchemy technique, making him a martial arts prodigy.

The elder in grey hopes this young man can revitalize Huaxia’s martial arts yet, regrettably, due to Ye Qingfeng’s temperament, the elder in grey inwardly sighed, wishing for a chance to temper this young man’s character. Too rigid means being likely to break, difficult to achieve greatness.

If he could alleviate some of this young man’s vicious energy, with him leading Huaxia’s martial arts, the future would be boundless.

Yet, little did he know Ye Qingfeng’s true identity.

The Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie.

He once led Huaxia Martial Artists, fiercely battling foreign elites.

A supreme force listed on the War God List.

"Ye Qingfeng, your talent is outstanding, likewise young, hoping you could guide our Jiangdong youths," the elder in grey said to Ye Qingfeng.

"No need, I have nothing to guide. Here’s what I’ll do: the elixirs I gave to Elder Xi, you prepare the materials yourself, I’ll help you make a hundred bottles. Each participating disciple will have one bottle."

Ye Qingfeng said casually.

These ordinary elixirs meant nothing to him.

As for guidance, who has that energy?

It was fundamentally a thankless task.