Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Saint Realm Beast Pill
Chapter 241: Saint Realm Beast Pill
A terrifying aura enveloped the entire Fifth Palace, and behind the skeleton, a massive phantom emerged.
"Who dares covet this saint's beast pill?!"
Before the voice had even faded, the massive qilin skeleton seemed to come alive. The overwhelming pressure it emitted forced Chu Feng to retreat several steps before he managed to stabilize himself.
"Saint... Saint Might."
Bailong instinctively cried out as he felt the terrifying pressure. His soul trembled uncontrollably, and he even had a sensation of collapsing.
Chu Feng hovered midair, opening the Eye of Apocalypse to gaze at the phantom before him. The corners of his lips curled slightly.
"A mere residual will like you has no right to know this one's name. If you know what's good for you, retreat now, and I'll grant you a chance at spiritual release. But if you insist on standing in my way, then I'll have no choice but to release you by physical means."
The phantom did not understand what "physical release" meant. Yet, in life, he had been a Saint. Even though he had fallen for many years, a Saint's dignity could not be defiled. To expect him to retreat was impossible.
"Die!"
With a thunderous roar, he spat out a flame that surged toward Chu Feng.
Seeing this, Chu Feng pointed with both hands. A flash of sword light shot forth, easily piercing through the flame and dispersing the phantom as well.
"It's... it's over?"
Bailong could hardly believe what he had just seen. That was a phantom of a Saint—how could it vanish so easily?
Rumble!
With a deafening crash, the remains of the qilin collapsed to the ground.
Chu Feng casually reached into the remains and retrieved the beast pill. Feeling the scorching energy still lingering within it, his eyes lit up.
This journey was certainly not in vain.
Blastoize immediately flew toward Chu Feng.
"Master is invincible! Even a Saint Beast phantom is no more than a chicken or dog before you."
Chu Feng replied calmly, "You don't need to state the obvious."
Blastoize: ???
Bailong: "..."
"Let's go."
Chu Feng landed and continued forward. There were no other restrictions in this palace, nor any more treasures.
But to a treasure seeker, a single Saint Pill was already more valuable than anything else in the world.
The group passed through the Fifth Palace without obstruction and soon stepped onto the stone staircase leading to the Sixth Palace.
Moments later, Chu Feng arrived at the entrance of the Sixth Palace. He did not barge in rashly. Even before stepping through the gate, he sensed a dreadful aura.
Bailong, however, seemed unaware of the aura and instinctively began walking toward the Sixth Palace.
"Wait."
Chu Feng called out to Bailong.
"Your Highness, is something wrong?"
Bailong turned his head, looking at Chu Feng with a puzzled expression.
The display of power from this Half-Saint just now had boosted his confidence. He was eager to explore all the way to the Thirteenth Palace.
"Something's off here."
Chu Feng began scanning the Sixth Palace with his divine sense, but it was completely blocked from entering. He turned his gaze toward the area where his sense was obstructed.
There stood half a stone stele. Chu Feng approached and casually pulled it out. Fixing his gaze on it, he saw a line of Sanskrit engraved on it.
"None but the True Buddha may enter. Trespassers shall die!"
Bailong and Blastoize, upon hearing this, both turned their eyes toward Chu Feng.
"Master, what should we do next?" Blastoize asked.
"Let's go. This is not a place we can step into just yet."
Chu Feng always acted cautiously and never rushed blindly into danger. Moreover, he could clearly sense a perilous aura in this place.
He was not one to knowingly walk into a tiger's den.
"Yes."
Blastoize and Bailong, though somewhat disappointed, still followed Chu Feng as he turned away.
The group retraced their steps, and by the time they returned to the Water Hall, daylight had already broken outside.
Chu Feng turned to Bailong and asked, "What are your plans next?"
Bailong cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, this dragon intends to rely on incense and wish power within this Linjiang River to reconstruct a physical body. The only concern is that other powerful beings might come looking to cause trouble."
Chu Feng smiled. "So, what you're saying is, you wish to seek some protection?"
"This dragon is willing to serve at Your Highness's command. I only ask that Your Highness take me under your wing."
Bailong was no fool. He could clearly tell that this Half-Saint, Chu Feng, was very interested in that small world.
Chu Feng said, "There's no need to formally take you in. However, I can grant you protection three times—but in exchange, you must guard that small world for me."
"Three times is more than enough. This dragon is willing to serve as a gatekeeping hound for Your Highness."
Bailong agreed without hesitation. Countless people longed to establish a connection with a Half-Saint and never got the chance. Now that such a heaven-sent opportunity lay before him, how could he let it pass? That would make all these years he lived meaningless.
Chu Feng said, "Go find a fine spirit jade and bring it here."
"Yes."
After speaking, Bailong departed.
Blastoize watched Bailong's excited back and felt deeply frustrated.
"Master, I can be a gatekeeper too—and I'd do it better than that guy."
Chu Feng chuckled and tapped Blastoize on the head. "Your turtle brain, this one still has other uses for it. Assigning you to be a doorman would be far too beneath you."
Upon hearing this, Blastoize became so excited he spun around several times inside the Water Hall.
Half an hour later, Chu Feng, with Blastoize in tow and led by Bailong, emerged from the Linjiang River.
This scene was witnessed by the temple attendant of the Dragon King Temple.
As the temple's attendant, he naturally recognized Lord Bailong. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with joy, nearly shouting out in shock that the Dragon King was still alive.
He quickly rushed forward and knelt down on the ground, respectfully saying, "This humble one greets Lord Dragon King and Your Highness Half-Saint."
Bailong waved his hand. "At ease. Go inform the Linjiang City Lord that this one was rescued by His Highness and can still perform the duties of River God. Resume the Dragon King offerings."
"Yes."
The temple attendant acknowledged and turned to leave.
Chu Feng, meanwhile, stepped into the air and returned to the inn where he had been staying.
As soon as he landed, Elder Bing, Chen Qianqian, and the Golden-Winged Eagle King rushed over to him.
"Young Master / Master / Brother, are you alright?"
Chu Feng looked puzzled. "Do I look like something happened to me?"
The Golden-Winged Eagle King said, "But you've been gone for over ten days."
"I've been gone that long?"
Chu Feng muttered to himself. In his memory, he had only spent one night inside that small world. How had so much time passed outside?
It must be the laws—the power of the laws.
The laws left behind by that fallen True God were still at work, causing a difference in the flow of time between the small world and the outside.
Unfortunately, he still wasn't strong enough to meet that fallen True God.
Bing Yan asked, "Young Master, did you encounter trouble inside the True God's ruins?"
Chu Feng nodded. "I did run into a few minor problems, but the harvest was worth it."
As he spoke, he took out the beast pill from his storage ring.
When the Golden-Winged Eagle King saw the pill, the bloodline memory within him made him speak out without thinking.
"A Saint Realm Fire Qilin's beast pill. If a cultivator who has mastered the true essence of fire refines this pill, they will surely break through to the Saint Realm directly."
Chen Qianqian didn't know what kind of existence the Saint Realm represented, but seeing the surprised expressions on her Uncle Jinchi and Aunt Bing's faces, she knew this item was no ordinary thing. Her small mouth even formed an "O" shape.
Chu Feng said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, Saint Realm beast pills can be used to refine Enlightenment Pills. With this pill and a few spirit herbs, it should be enough to refine at least two furnaces' worth."
"That's true," the Golden-Winged Eagle King replied. "But Enlightenment Pills are meant for Half-Saints about to break through. After all, an Enlightenment Pill can only help a cultivator comprehend the true essence of the Great Dao. It doesn't directly allow one to become—"
He suddenly paused mid-sentence, then looked at Chu Feng with wide eyes.
"Don't tell me… you're not far from becoming a Saint?"
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