Chapter 68: Martial Arts Prodigy Zhang Sanfeng
Translator: Krukist
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In the void, Wang Feng led the group on their return journey. This time, he refrained from using the Flying Dragon Warship—it was too ostentatious, clashing with his preference for discretion. When to flaunt and when to retreat was a balance he mastered well.
With overwhelming strength, even the crudest act carried weight.
"System, merge five random summoning opportunities!" Wang Feng commanded mid-flight, anticipation burning in his voice.
An Advanced Summoning Opportunity! At minimum, it would summon a Profound Venerable Realm expert. With such power, the Radiant Sun Empire would crumble like dust.
A system prompt chimed:
"Detected host's possession of one Special Summoning Opportunity. Merge five random summons to create one Advanced Special Summoning Opportunity?"
The system's icy tone gave Wang Feng pause. "What distinguishes a Special Summoning Opportunity from a random one?"
"Special Summoning Opportunities summon unique powerhouses. Advanced Special Summoning Opportunities guarantee at least a Profound Venerable Realm expert."
"Merge one Special Summoning Opportunity with five random summons!" Wang Feng decided instantly.
He yearned to witness the caliber of a Special Summoning. Even if it disappointed, the loss was negligible. With the Divine Immortal Sect now established, ordinary Profound Sovereign Realm experts no longer stirred his ambition.
"Congratulations! Host has obtained one Advanced Special Summoning Opportunity!"
"Activate it now!"
"Congratulations! Summoned: Zhang Sanfeng! Display attributes?"
Wang Feng's eyes blazed. Zhang Sanfeng—a legend!
The peerless martial prodigy of his era!
This title alone spoke volumes. The summon was worth every resource.
"Display attributes!"
"Zhang Sanfeng's Attributes:
Name: Zhang Sanfeng
Title: Zhang the Taoist
Cultivation: Peak Profound Venerable Realm
Martial Skills: Wudang Nine Yang Art, Pure Yang Limitless Art, Cloud Ladder, Soft Palm, Heaven-Shaking Iron Palm, Heaven-Slaying Dragon-Slaying Art, Limitless Profound Fist, Seventy-Two Paths of Gentle Sword, Divine Gate Thirteen Swords, Two Forms Sword Art, Profound Void Saber Art, True Martial Seven Extremities Formation
Divine Powers: Taiji Sword Art, Taiji Fist Art
Weapon: True Martial Sword
Special Skill: Alchemy (Ninth-Grade Alchemy Venerable)"
Worth it!
Wang Feng gaped at the holographic panel. Never had he seen such opulent stats. Zhang Sanfeng's prowess transcended his original world's limits—here, his potential was boundless.
A Ninth-Grade Alchemy Venerable! Even the rulers of the Three Great Empires would kneel before him.
"System, explain the difference between Divine Powers and Martial Skills," Wang Feng asked after steadying his breath.
"Divine Powers are Martial Skills perfected to their zenith. The weakest Divine Power eclipses any Martial Skill.
Note: Taiji Fist Art and Taiji Sword Art are self-created Divine Powers, synergizing perfectly with Zhang Sanfeng. When wielded by him, their might surpasses Peak Profound Venerable Realm, rivaling Early Profound Emperor Realm experts!"
Wang Feng shuddered. This was beyond striking gold—it was unearthing a divine treasury!
Magnificent!
He nearly laughed aloud. With Zhang Sanfeng, the Radiant Sun Empire and its emperor were but gnats to be swatted.
"Sect Master, does our Divine Immortal Sect have Sect Robes?"
Mu Yunfei's question snapped Wang Feng from his reverie.
"Sect Robes?"
"Yes! At the Demon Sealing Conference, every major sect had unified attire. Disciples are recognized at a glance! A sect's prestige lies not only in strength but also in its robes and headquarters!"
Mu Yunfei spoke as if stating the obvious. How could the Sect Master overlook this?
"Observant," Wang Feng remarked coolly, though inwardly conceding the point. Uniforms bred identity—and intimidation.
"System, sell Sect Robes?"
Only system-provided robes could match the Divine Immortal Sect's grandeur.
"Available Sect Robes:
Cloud Dragon Robe: 10,000 Profound Stones/set (scales one tier above wearer's cultivation)
Snow Feather Blue Robe: 10,000 Profound Stones/set (same scaling)"
A hologram displayed dozens of designs. Wang Feng smirked—this mirrored his past life's gaming days, where cosmetics reigned.
"Cloud Dragon Robe. Eighteen sets."
Thanks to Ximen Chuixue's looting of the Four Directions Palace, Azure Sea Sect, and Flying Feather Sect, funds overflowed.
"180,000 Profound Stones deducted. Robes delivered."
"Upon our return, each disciple receives two sets," Wang Feng declared.
Mu Yunfei and the others brightened—what majesty would the Divine Immortal Sect's robes hold?
"Ximen, Gucheng, Yin Hou: eradicate all Xuan General Realm and above remnants of the Four Directions Palace, Azure Sea Sect, and Flying Feather Sect. Confiscate their wealth."
Wang Feng's voice turned glacial. Mercy bred vengeance. These sects dared oppose him—their roots would burn.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The trio vanished. Ling Feiwu and the disciples exchanged glances—this would shake the empire anew.
"Qing'er, does your husband seem cruel?" Wang Feng asked Ye Muqing softly.
"Those who harm you deserve death!" She brandished a petite fist, adorable yet fierce.
Wang Feng chuckled. Thirty years of past-life loneliness had birthed this karmic bliss.
The disciples averted their eyes, stifling grins.
A spatial ripple echoed ahead. Monk Wuxiang and Xiao Shiyilang tensed, weapons drawn.
Wang Feng smiled. The Divine Immortal Sect's pillar had arrived.
A figure emerged—an elderly Daoist in Yin-Yang Daoist Robes, white-haired yet radiant, skin unlined. His aura exuded immortal grace.
Ling Feiwu's breath caught. Such transcendence!
Beside her, Li Hei paled. His Peak Profound Emperor Realm soul—suppressed by his mortal shell—couldn't pierce the newcomer's cultivation.
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