The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 1169 - 1170: Ful雷 Appears

"Let’s see what other seals he can craft!"

Fu Chen focused almost entirely on Ye Mo, not paying much attention to anyone else, not even his most promising disciple, Fu Si.

In his view, the convention process wasn’t important; the outcome was. But the fact that Ye Mo consistently crafted three seal techniques that were secret to the Fu Sect piqued his interest greatly.

Ye Mo began crafting his fourth seal, a ninth-grade seal.

Generally, charm masters couldn’t craft ninth-grade seals. Crafting ninth-grade seals first required ninth-rank Heart Force and adept control of it, but the most crucial part was the crafting method itself.

Currently, on the Lingwu Continent, only the Fu Sect had records of a hundred ninth-grade seal crafting methods.

"Is he trying to craft the Nine-turn Star Fire Seal?"

As Ye Mo began drawing the seal, Fu Chen was once more astonished. Just as Ye Mo started crafting, Fu Chen knew exactly which seal Ye Mo intended to make.

This Nine-turn Star Fire Seal, according to Fu Sect’s records, ranked among the top in ninth-rank seals and was extremely powerful.

Crafting ninth-grade seals was clearly not simple. To ensure success, Ye Mo deliberately slowed his drawing pace, knowing there was still plenty of time before the half-hour mark.

Meanwhile, the other nine were nearing the final stage of their crafting.

At this point, Fu Chen finally shifted his focus from Ye Mo to survey the nine participants.

Fu Si’s skill level was something Fu Chen was very familiar with. This time, Fu Si was performing exceptionally well; all three of his seals reached the pinnacle of Eighth Order Ninth Mastery, which was enough to secure a top-three spot.

Ling Yan and others also crafted seals of Eighth Order Ninth Mastery, but in terms of actual power, they were still a notch below Fu Si.

Then came the woman in the black cloak.

"Haha, Fu Chen, is this the best your disciples can do? I imagine in your younger days, you could outperform this level!"

As everyone focused on Fu Si, the woman in the black cloak laughed loudly, her voice noticeably aged.

As her laughter subsided, the woman completed the final stroke of her drawing, and instantly, a powerful wave surged from her seal, triggering a reaction between heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The void began to resonate with terrifying energy fluctuations as seals composed of lightning descended from the sky, striking the woman’s final crafted seal. Everyone looked on in shock.

The legendary lightning talisman had appeared!

Though they’d heard of this mythical lightning charm, no one had ever seen it. Now it appeared at this very moment.

"Fu Rong!"

Recognizing this familiar voice, Fu Chen’s expression tightened as he looked at the woman in the black cloak and spoke her name clearly.

Just as he guessed, the woman in the cloak was indeed Fu Rong, the woman who had once collaborated with him to craft a Half-Deity Level Seal, with their differing methods causing a split in the seal’s nature.

She was possibly the Evil Talisman Master.

"Fu Rong? Could she be the Seal Artist who crafted the little girl’s seal with the teacher, matching his level? In those days, they were a couple envied by all on the continent, known as one of the Twin Absolutes."

In the pagoda, some of Fu Chen’s disciples were visibly changed.

The so-called Twin Absolutes referred to a pair of partners, both formidable talents that dominated all. Fu Chen and Fu Rong were one such pair, while Dragon Martial Supreme and Devil Holy Mother were another.

These pairs were known as the Twin Absolutes.

"Could she be the Evil Talisman Master my teacher spoke of? We must absolutely prevent the Evil Talisman Master’s presence from leaking."

"Remain calm. Now that we know she is the Evil Talisman Master, there’s no way she can act recklessly against the teacher’s strength. Once the convention ends, we’ll immediately capture her."

"But Fu Rong’s seal technique has reached its peak, and now she has utilized the legendary lightning talisman. This enhances her seal to ninth-grade level. If she wins the championship, won’t we have to return the wicked artifact to her?"

Hearing this, the elders in the pagoda wore somber expressions. They knew if Fu Rong did win, the Fu Sect could not strip her of her title under public scrutiny.

The lightning repeatedly struck her crafted seal, its aura rising steadily.

Among those present, only Fu Chen could craft a seal capable of summoning a lightning talisman.

"Who exactly is that cloaked woman, capable of summoning the magic lightning seal?"

The crowd was aghast.

Seeing the lightning bolts descend, Fu Chen’s expression turned grim. No amount of calculations had led him to expect Fu Rong’s appearance in this manner.

With her capability, she faced no challenge in winning the championship.

Even without a Ninth Grade Beast Core, she could craft a seal rivaling ninth-grade quality. Meanwhile, whether Ye Mo could craft a ninth-grade seal remained uncertain.

"If I act now, it’ll surely cause chaos. I can only hope that Ye Mo manages to craft the ninth-grade seal. That might offer a glimmer of hope."

Fu Chen sighed, realizing that if Fu Rong didn’t win the championship, everything would be manageable. But if she did, the situation would become catastrophic.

Bang!

The final lightning bolt descended, and the seal suspended before Fu Rong was finally complete.

Sensing the power emanating from the seal, everyone realized it was extraordinary, far surpassing the seals at the Eighth Order Ninth Mastery.

The difference between having the lightning talisman and not was immense.

"The Half-Deity Level Seal is mine!"

Fu Rong said nonchalantly.

Fu Xin the Elder shook his head, acknowledging that summoning the lightning talisman was a technique perhaps only Fu Chen could achieve on the continent.

"Winning the championship isn’t that simple."

Ye Mo felt the commotion around him, his mind echoing with the little girl’s image. Although stunned by the descending lightning talisman, he believed that crafting the Nine-turn Star Fire Seal would still allow him a shot at victory.

"It’s too late. Even at this pace, he can’t finish crafting the ninth-grade seal before the competition ends. Rushing will only increase the chance of failure!"

Time slowly slipped away, and just as Fu Chen spoke, he saw Ye Mo close his eyes, yet his hands continued to move, their speed increasing steadily. All anyone could see was the afterimages of Ye Mo’s fingers dancing.

"What’s wrong with him? Is he risking it all?"

"He’s gone mad, drawing the seal with his eyes closed."

Ye Mo’s actions caused quite a stir, as he was the only one left still crafting his seal with little time remaining, aiming to achieve a ninth-grade seal in this final gamble.

"What is this?"

Witnessing this, Fu Chen’s pupils narrowed, surprised: "It’s the Heart Seal, using the heart to craft. Remarkable. I never expected anyone to master the Heart Seal. It seems that winning the championship may not be as easy for Fu Rong as expected."

Even if Ye Mo’s first two seals were weaker than Fu Rong’s, securing a top finish would allow him into the third round, where he could then leverage the ninth-grade seal to win.

Yet, Fu Chen observed that Ye Mo’s techniques were relatively unrefined compared to others. Whether he could ultimately become champion remained uncertain.