Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4333: A kickass rookie



Ling Han merely smiled faintly at this.

Though his battle prowess could match a Silver Generation like Cheng Qing, even if he really passed four rounds of elimination battles, and challenged the top ten, he would definitely not have the slightest chance of winning.

Those were all Imperial Sons above the level of Spirit Transformation Tier Fifth Change. In fact, there were even Golden Generation elites among them.

If it was just a gap of one or two minor levels, Ling Han was confident that he could crush him, but if the gap was too wide, no matter how freakish he was, he could not do anything. After all, those people were also geniuses of the present generation.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Thus, since he couldn't obtain cultivation resources anyway, what was there to be concerned about?

As for worthless fame? He didn't take it to heart. Moreover, did his freakishness need these rankings to prove it?

What worried Ling Han was where he was going to obtain cultivation resources.

There was no need to think about the Ancestral King Academy for the moment. No matter what, he had to be at least Third Change, or even Fourth Change first. Only then would he be able to charge towards the top ten, right?

Then, Yin soul?

Ling Han shook his head again. Under the powerful suppression of Buddha Doga, the Netherworld army had currently retreated into the Mountain Sea Heaven. If he went over to kill Yin souls... en, he would be killed at any moment.

Dark Clouds Hell?

This was fine. His life force had already recovered. Though the life force he had lost could not be recovered, compared to the long lifespan he had left, he was completely capable of sustaining the expenditure.

However, he now knew that it was suspected that there was a Pseudo-Emperor in the Dark Clouds Hell, and if he thought about it carefully, the Source Dao Stone appearing out of thin air, was it also related to this Master of the Yin River?

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it was. He had best not touch this trouble again.

Then what was he to do?

It didn't work like this, and it didn't work like that either. Could it be that he had to cultivate diligently on his own?

Though the Ancestral King Academy had been modified by many Saints, and the power of heaven and earth here was dense, and the Regulations were lively, so it was very easy to sense them, this was only an environmental factor. It could not replace cultivation resources.

Thus, he still had to go and see if there were any ancient sites that had opened, which could allow him to earn some extra income, and obtain some natural treasures.

As he kept an eye out for news on the Galaxy Network, he kept a low profile and cultivated in the academy.

However, those Silver Generations that had been in the Spiritual Transformation Tier previously were all clamoring, waiting for Ling Han to charge up to the Spiritual Transformation Tier. Sure enough, after this monthly exam, Ling Han's strength was revealed. Occasionally, there would be people challenging him, and they were all Imperial Sons that were in the Spirit Transformation Tier Third Change and above.

Wasn't it obvious that they wanted to use their superior cultivation level to suppress him? Furthermore, sparring would have to be done in a place where the formations would suppress Ling Han. The so-called "fairness" was only targeted at Ling Han's Star Steps.

Faced with this kind of provocation, Ling Han naturally ignored it completely. He wasn't stupid. He clearly knew that he would definitely lose and be beaten, yet he still foolishly rushed forwards?

But in this way, he continuously forfeited the battle, which also caused many people's impression of him to rapidly deteriorate, thinking that he was cowardly and weak. This was only sparring, and could not possibly kill or cripple. You don't even have the courage to fight? The empress, the large black dog, and the others were all indignant on Ling Han's behalf. He had clearly suffered injustice, so why was it that Ling Han was in the wrong instead?

Ling Han, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned. The best way to respond to all this was through strength.

Just you wait!

Not long after, Ding Shu also broke through.

It wasn't the Tenth Form, but rather the Spiritual Transformation Tier.

In the end, he gave up. If he were to continue fixating on the Tenth Form, it was possible that he would be trapped in the True Self Tier for the rest of his life.

In any case, in the past, it was possible that the Great Emperor was only the ninth form, or in fact, only the eighth form.

"B-Boss!" He was willing to admit defeat. After breaking through, he came to find Ling Han.

Ling Han cracked a smile, and nodded, "En, Little Ding."

"Don't call me that!" Ding Shu said angrily.

"Alright, Little Shu," Ling Han readily agreed.

Ding Shu was even more depressed. However, he was the boss here, so what could he do?

"Although I recognize you as my boss now, our battle hasn't ended yet!" Ding Shu said. "If I surpass you in any cultivation level, you'll have to turn around and recognize me as your boss!"

"Sure." Ling Han nodded. On the path of the strongest, he did not think that anyone could surpass him. At most, they could only fight to a tie.

Moreover, the Spiritual Transformation Tier was directly linked to the True Self Tier. Thus, Ding Shu would at least have to wait until the Minor Advanced Tier to be able to compete with him again. There was still a lot of time.

Once Ding Shu broke through, the little azure dragon naturally became the number one cultivator in the True Self Tier, making him extremely conceited and arrogant.

The empress and Hu Niu had also advanced into the True Self Tier, and similarly maintained

the high rate of improvement in their cultivation level.

On this day, he was walking around in the academy, wanting to see if he could encounter another chance of enlightenment.

Unfortunately, this was something that could only be encountered by luck. It was not something that could come just because he wanted it to. After walking for half a day, he was only here to look at the mountains and waters. Thankfully, he still had Hu Niu, the empress and Chi Menghan by his side. This could be considered as accompanying these beauties.

"Yi, why are so many people running towards the entrance?" Hu Niu suddenly asked

curiously.

In just a short while, they saw at least four groups of people rushing past, all heading in the direction of the academy's entrance.

"Let's go take a look, let's go take a look," Hu Niu said excitedly.

Since they had nothing else to do, the four of them headed towards the entrance of the

academy.

When they arrived, they were all surprised. Why were there so many people here?

After asking around, they finally found out what had happened.

As it turned out, someone wanted to join the academy, but this person was very arrogant. He wanted to see if the Ancestral King Academy was qualified to take him in. Thus, he sat at the academy's entrance, and requested a battle of equal cultivation levels. If anyone could defeat

him, then he would join the academy.

F***, so cocky?

Ling Han and the others were all surprised. Faced with this kind of mad man, those big shots

in the academy could tolerate it?

This person... was only in the True Self Tier.

"Have you guys heard of the Thousand Bird Imperial Clan?" someone beside them asked. These words were directed at Chi Menghan.

Chi Menghan pondered for a moment, and seemed to recall something. "Descendant of the Thousand Bird Saint Emperor? Yi, wasn't there no news of this clan since hundreds of millions

of years ago?"

"That's right. The Thousand Bird Imperial Clan has indeed disappeared for a long time, but they have reappeared now." That person nodded.

"Could it be that the person is the Imperial Son of the Thousand Bird Imperial Clan?" Chi

Mengan immediately made the connection.

Yet that person shook his head, "This person is the son-in-law of the Thousand Bird Imperial

Clan. This time, he has been accompanied by a Saint from the Thousand Bird Imperial Clan. Thus, though the higher ups of the academy are very displeased, it would not be appropriate for them to say anything."

Chi Menghan found this strange. "This person is still sitting here, so how could it be that no

one that can defeat him?"

"That's true." That person smiled bitterly, "Recently, it seems like a great many freaks have appeared. This guy has already won seventeen consecutive battles, and there is no one that can match ten moves from him."

This was quite impressive. After all, this was the Ancestral King Academy. There were many Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters here, and not one of them was able to withstand ten

moves from him.

"What's his name?" Chi Menghuan asked again.

"Hehe, Fairy Chi, you must have heard of his name," that person said, his face filled with

certainty.

"Oh?" Chi Menghan was astonished. "Who is it?"

"Origin!"