After returning to the recuperation room, Ao Jiao could not help sighing.
Indeed, compared to others, Ying Zongtian's stubbornness was somewhat pure, inspiring respect from the bottom of one's heart.
After consuming the Heavenly Essence Pill, Xiao Chen discovered that his injuries recovered much faster than expected. He would probably recover completely in less than three days.
He did not know if this was the effect of the King Grade Medicinal Pill or his physique.
Since Xiao Chen no longer had to work on treating his injuries, it was time to do something else. The King conferral ceremony was over. Naturally, the most important thing now was to take inventory of the congratulatory gifts.
The first gift was the Heavenly Ice Pearl that Xiao Chen's First Senior Sister gave him. After consuming it, one could directly comprehend the will of ice, a precious treasure.
Xiao Chen mainly cultivated the will of thunder. However, the more wills he had, the better. With an additional will of ice, his combat prowess would become more well-rounded.
In the future, if he came across any ice-attributed Saber Techniques or Cultivation Techniques, there would be no need to sell them. He could hold them in his hands and practice them.
Next was Bai's great gift, a Holy Spirit Vein. Clearly, with Xiao Chen's cultivation, he could not consume a Holy Spirit Vein yet.
However, he could use it on his conferred land. Together with the remaining thirty-odd Peak Spirit Veins, he could already rival some of the weaker Nine Ranks of the Great Families.
This way, if anyone was willing to follow him to Heavenly Star Island, he would not treat them badly.
Next up was Ye Chen's great gift, a two-hundred-meter-long True Dragon spine. This great gift stunned Xiao Chen on the spot.
Even if this was not a True Dragon King, it was not far from it. Xiao Chen knocked on it and did not extract the Dragon Marrow. He immediately rejoiced.
Perhaps the Dragon Marrow could solve a problem that had troubled him for a long time.
Xiao Chen's Vital Qi had already reached five Dragon Force long ago. Through Deities Descending, his combat prowess increased tenfold. In theory, he could reach fifty Dragon Force.
Fifty Dragon Force? What kind of concept was that? Even the Blue Robed Emperor would feel pain when he was struck.
Among cultivators of the same generation, no matter what great grandmaster-level Martial Sage you were, you would explode with one punch.
Unfortunately, Xiao Chen's physical body could not keep up. A Rank 4 Sage Body could only erupt with twenty Dragon Force at most. Any more and there would only be one outcome — exploding and dying.
Before he could unleash his strength, he had blown himself up.
However, now that he had so much Dragon Marrow, things were different. Xiao Chen had long since experienced the effects of Dragon Marrow. If he could refine the Dragon Marrow, his fleshly body would definitely become stronger.
It was not impossible for him to easily burst out with 50 Dragon Power.
Shifting his gaze, Xiao Chen found the Beautiful Mountain and River Painting, the legendary Immortal artifact.
After a careful inspection, he was slightly disappointed.
This was not a complete immortal artifact. The simple and unadorned painting scroll was missing a corner, so its power was greatly reduced.
However, this did not affect the value of this painting. It was still an extremely precious treasure. If he sold it, he could exchange it for ten million Black Astral Coins at any time.
After that, Xiao Chen counted the gifts from Qing Cheng, Yao Yan, Ying Qiong, and the others. It had to be said that the value of the gifts he received this time was extremely terrifying.
Any Blue Robed Emperor would be tempted by this.
"If anyone manages to rob you, they will become extremely rich. Every single item in this painting will be a treasure," Ao Jiao said with a sigh.
Xiao Chen smiled and did not refute. How could he just become extremely rich? Right now, his wealth was equivalent to that of a complete Rank 8 sect.
"What is this?" Ao Jiao asked, feeling it was strange when she saw an ordinary painting among Xiao Chen's many gifts.
Even Feng Xingsheng, Yue Chenxi, Gong Yangyu, and the other old friends did not send such ordinary things.
The painting was black and white. There were only two colors: black and white. At the end of the sea of bitterness behind the Bridge of Helplessness, an azure-clad man looked at the reincarnation fragments, leaving behind a somewhat desolate back view.
Ao Jiao said softly, "Strange, there is something wrong with this painting. The Yellow Springs Land only has black and white. Why is this person's clothes azure?"
"Because this person is the Qing Emperor," Xiao Chen answered calmly.
He had seen the Qing Emperor's painting of drawing the saber and the Qing Emperor's painting of climbing high and seeing far. He immediately recognized the azure-clad man's back view in this painting.
"Who gave this painting?"
"I don't know."
Xiao Chen shook his head. He had been to the reincarnation fragments before. There, he resolved a knot in Qing Cheng's heart and resolved a knot in his heart.
Xiao Chen did not know what this person's intention was in sending this painting.
Actually, Xiao Chen had a vague answer in his heart. He guessed who it was, but he did not dare to be sure.
"There seems to be a note in this painting," Ao Jiao suddenly said.
A note in the painting?
At that time, there were too many people, so Xiao Chen did not have time to look at the painting. Now that he heard Ao Jiao's words, he could not help getting excited.
Xiao Chen circulated his Spiritual Sense and indeed, there was an extremely thin note in the painting. He carefully pulled it out and saw that it said, "Congratulations, Brother Xiao, on being conferred King.
If you have time and want to know the origins of this painting, I will wait for you at the largest inn in Haotian City.
Ao Jiao did not understand. "Who is this person? Why did he not even leave a signature?"
Xiao Chen carefully put away the note. At this moment, he was already certain who sent this painting.
Whether his answer was correct or not, he would immediately find out when he arrived at Haotian City.
The Central Province was more than ten provinces away from the Haotian Province. Even the Haotian Sect's warship would have to fly for seven days nonstop before it could rush back.
A great grandmaster-level Martial Sage would not be able to fly nonstop. That would be too taxing and would take at least ten days to arrive.
If it were a Superior Grade Martial Sage, it would take one month. Inferior Grade Martial Sages would need three months. Martial Monarchs would need half a year to one year.
Back then, when Xiao Chen set out from the Haotian Sect and took the shortcut to Hunluo Province, it took him about half a year.
Now, the world was still the same. The sky had not changed. However, it had become insignificant in Xiao Chen's eyes.
This was the broadening of one's horizons that came with an increase in strength. At different heights, the world in one's eyes would be different.
Xiao Chen did not know how the world that he saw now was different from that of Emperor Wu or those Primes.
After seven days, Xiao Chen's injuries had completely recovered. He had returned to his peak.
His eyes flickered with a bright light, making others feel a strong deterrent. Even though Xiao Chen had not done anything after the battle, his aura had changed imperceptibly.
Xiao Chen's every action had the air of a grandmaster. If not for his youthful face, others would have mistaken him for an eighty-to-ninety-year-old old man.
Xiao Chen's current cultivation was that of a peak great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. If he had more opportunities, he would have reached the bottleneck of the Blue Robed Emperor.
The Blue Robed Emperor was already close to being an Emperor. He could be considered an influential person anywhere he went. His every action could stir up a storm.
Xiao Chen had returned to his natural state, the air of a grandmaster. He had already advanced to a higher level, the Heart of an Emperor. Others could no longer see it.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, Haotian City has already fallen. Just focus on comprehending your gains from this trip. I will handle the miscellaneous matters for you."
Shui Lingling spoke to Xiao Chen as the warship hovered above Haotian City.
Miscellaneous matters?
Xiao Chen's thoughts moved as fast as lightning. Soon, he guessed what Shui Lingling was referring to. He would not be able to remain in the Haotian Sect for long before heading to Heavenly Star Island.
There were several disciples in the sect who were willing to leave with him. This should be what Shui Lingling was referring to.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble First Senior Sister."
Shui Lingling said, "Yue Chenxi and the others have already told me about this long ago. However, the procedures are very complicated and involve many rules. It will probably take some time."
Xiao Chen still had some misgivings. "If these people leave with me, it will be a huge loss to the sect, right?"
Shui Lingling smiled gently and said, "It is not really a loss. Even today, we have not finished using the Medicinal Pills refined from your blood. Who knows how many elite disciples you have nurtured for the sect? Compared to this, it is nothing. "
In the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring, Xiao Chen had absorbed several times more divine liquid than the geniuses of the other races combined.
The Haotian Sect's current prosperity was closely related to Xiao Chen.
Without the Medicinal Pills refined from Xiao Chen's blood, there would not be so many elite disciples who could quickly advance to Martial Sage.
With Shui Lingling's explanation, Xiao Chen relaxed. After the two parted, Xiao Chen headed straight for the largest inn in the city.
Haotian City was the central city of the Haotian Prefecture. Aside from the inner city, which only the sect disciples could enter, most of the people in the outer city, aside from the Haotian Sect disciples, were cultivators from other places.
The streets and alleys were bustling and bustling.
The inn was bustling with business; there were no empty seats. The place was very noisy. If one listened carefully, they would find that all the discussions were about the King conferral ceremony.
The news spread very quickly. Now, all the cultivators in the entire Tianwu Domain knew that Xiao Chen was conferred King as the Blue Dragon King.
With five Primes gathered in the Tianwu Domain, Xiao Chen's King conferral ceremony became even more widespread. The entire Kunlun Continent discussed this matter.
The Blue Dragon King, who had been covered in dust for ten thousand years, reappeared before the eyes of the world. There were all sorts of rumors about the King conferral ceremony at the King conferral platform.
Xiao Chen stood outside the inn, his azure robes fluttering in the wind. After thinking for a while, he raised his leg and entered.
Soon, he would find out who gave him the Yellow Springs Painting.
After walking past the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor, Xiao Chen stopped going up. He found an empty table and sat down.
After ordering some food and wine, Xiao Chen started eating and drinking, not in a rush at all.
Since the other party said to look for him at the largest inn in the city, the other party would notice him the moment Xiao Chen entered the inn.
If it was really the person Xiao Chen guessed, there were many ways to hide from the other party. So, he just had to wait.
"Haha! Brother Xiao, congratulations on being conferred King!"
At some point in time, all the guests on the third floor had left.
The instant Xiao Chen raised his head, a person was already seated across from him. This person wore blue robes and carried a sword on his back. He still had that same carefree smile on his face that had not changed for ten thousand years.
Chu Chaoyun! Indeed, this person was the one who gave him the Yellow Springs Painting!
After not seeing him for so many years, Chu Chaoyun still looked the same as before. No matter how he changed, he always gave off an indifferent and relaxed feeling.
Even now, Xiao Chen still could not figure out the mysteries of this person.
After not seeing him for so many years, Chu Chaoyun's cultivation had already reached grandmaster-level Martial Sage.
However, at this moment, Xiao Chen's cultivation had soared, and his strength had advanced. Even so, when he looked at Chu Chaoyun, he did not feel confident of victory.
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