I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 611 Xiao Chen: I Am Not a Divine Envoy, But an Immortal’s Disciple

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Chu Feng activated the Wendao Sect's formation to summon the light of luck once more, allowing Ji Jiuwu, Jiang Yan, and Bailu to cultivate beneath its glow. Far across the lands, Cao Youqian and his Thunder Qilin, along with Xiao Chen in a distant human tribe, were enveloped by the phenomenon, drawing worship from surrounding creatures and tribesfolk. As the light faded after a day and night, Ji Jiuwu broke through to the Life Core Realm and awakened his Human Emperor Body, causing him to emit a radiant golden light that compelled awe from his junior brothers. Seeking guidance, Ji Jiuwu approached Chu Feng, who revealed the nature of his transformation and taught him a method to conceal his aura, while also offering Jiang Yan the Nature Scripture for dual cultivation paths.

Bailu cocked its head and replied, "In response to Master, this disciple has made some gains, but still falls short of the requirements to join your guidance."

"Oh."

This response sparked Chu Feng's curiosity right away, prompting him to say, "Show this Seat what you've achieved."

"Here it is."

With those words, a beam of light shone from Bailu's form. Gradually, its shape shifted toward a human body, with arms and legs emerging, though fur still covered the hands and feet.

"Impressive."

Chu Feng nodded approvingly and remarked, "You haven't fully transformed into a human yet, but your advancement is nothing short of miraculous in speed. Continue like this, and in no more than three months, you'll achieve human form and become this Seat's student."

As an instructor, offering proper motivation to a pupil is essential. Besides, the one before him burned with pure eagerness to study.

"Gratitude for your kind words, Master. This disciple vows to cultivate diligently and aim to take human shape without delay." Bailu declared, its expression brimming with resolve.

Chu Feng fanned himself lightly with the feather fan and responded, "Excellent, this Seat anticipates the moment you succeed in your transformation."

"En."

Bailu gave a nod and added, "Then this disciple bids farewell for now."

"You may go," Chu Feng permitted.

Meanwhile, over at the Wolf Fang Tribe, the glow of destiny faded from Xiao Chen. He glanced across the gathered crowd and uttered calmly, "Everyone, stand up."

"Our thanks, Divine Envoy."

The Wolf Fang Tribe's Great High Priest spoke with deep reverence.

"This Seat holds no title of Divine Envoy. This Seat serves as a disciple of an Immortal, journeying through this realm to propagate the Sword Dao."

Though Xiao Chen's tone remained soft, his words echoed clearly for every human in the Wolf Fang Tribe. Immortals were unknown to them, yet swords were familiar—mere common tools in their eyes, unfit to unleash their full potential.

The Great High Priest ventured cautiously, "If not a Divine Envoy, then why does divine radiance envelop you? And what exactly is this Immortal you mention?"

Xiao Chen stayed composed, a faint smile curving his lips as he explained, "An Immortal surpasses even the gods in supremacy."

These words sent a shockwave through the assembly!

Voices from the Wolf Fang Tribe's humans erupted in unison, "Blasphemy against the Wolf God demands the Wolf God's wrath upon you!"

"Great High Priest, seize this foolhardy one!"

"..."

To everyone's astonishment, the Great High Priest—ever the most devout to the Wolf God—refrained from acting. He lifted his hand instead, urging silence among the group.

This gesture left the tribesfolk utterly stunned. Rage boiled within them, yet none dared direct it at the Great High Priest.

"Divine Envoy, is the deity you follow truly mightier than our Wolf God?"

The Great High Priest posed the query, his mind uneasy.

"What makes you think my Master outstrips your Wolf God in power?" Xiao Chen countered with a grin.

"You uttered blasphemy against the Wolf God moments ago, yet no retribution came. Our Wolf Fang Tribe dwells entirely within the Wolf God's domain; any who offend face swift punishment."

With the Great High Priest's declaration, faith crumbled across the Wolf Fang Tribe. The idea of a being surpassing the Wolf God had never crossed their minds.

A subtle smile played on Xiao Chen's lips as he gazed into the nearby shadows. He murmured softly, "Hidden ally in the darkness, will you emerge on your own, or must this Seat force you out?"

Before his words fully settled, a fierce demonic gale howled from the horizon, carrying waves of infernal demonic qi.

Terrified by this oppressive presence, the Wolf Fang Tribe's humans dropped to their knees, crying out repeatedly, "The Wolf God descends!"

"The Wolf God descends!"

"..."

The Great High Priest too bowed toward the gale with utmost respect, proclaiming, "We greet the Wolf God."

Soon after, the gale fully subsided.

A colossal wolf demon, stretching dozens of zhang in length and over ten zhang tall, bore a crescent mark on its brow and rode upon a cloud of demonic energy as it approached.

Half Saint Realm Wolf Demon!

In his thoughts, Xiao Chen assessed the creature before him.

The wolf demon, meanwhile, peered down at the unfamiliar human cultivator. This one's aura and vitality stirred a primal urge within it to devour him whole.

It sensed that consuming this human could propel its cultivation to new heights.

Yet, this cultivator showed no fear before its godly presence.

Without dwelling further, the wolf demon demanded, "Human, in the presence of this God, why do you refuse to kneel?"

Xiao Chen let out a cold huff, "What qualifies a fresh Half Saint Realm wolf demon to demand this Seat's obeisance?"

"Bow and yield to this Seat at once, and perhaps this Seat will grant you mercy. Harbor forbidden intentions, and this Seat will turn you into tonight's feast."

Hiss...

The Wolf Fang Tribe's humans drew sharp breaths upon hearing this. They couldn't fathom that this stranger would challenge the exalted Wolf God, sealing a tragic fate for himself.

Thoughts raced through many minds: "If the Wolf God devours him, at least it won't be me."

While the humans reeled in shock, the wolf demon's fur bristled in fury. Ten thousand li around belonged to the Moon Wolf Emperor—itself—and humans revered it as divine.

For some random human to undermine its authority now? Failure to devour him brutally would shatter its dominance.

"Insolent human, you've incensed this God. Behold true heavenly retribution today!"

As it spoke, the crescent mark on the wolf demon's forehead glowed, lifting slowly into the air. The moon ascended abruptly, plunging the land into night, with silvery light enveloping the entire Wolf Fang Tribe.

"Divine Punishment!"

The wolf demon bellowed, sending a beam of moonlight crashing toward Xiao Chen.

"Mere parlor tricks."

While uttering this, Xiao Chen shaped a sword with his fingers and jabbed lightly at the lunar orb above. Sword qi erupted from his digits, streaking upward.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion followed, shattering the moon overhead. Darkness lifted, and daylight bathed the ground once more.

Silence gripped the Wolf Fang Tribe; even the wolf demon froze in disbelief. Its signature attack, so effortlessly countered by this human cultivator.

Gazing at the dazed wolf demon, Xiao Chen proclaimed with haughty confidence, "The profound secrets of the Great Dao demand proper handling. Witness this demonstration—but only once, so observe closely."

With that, an immense azure sword materialized behind Xiao Chen. Its emergence warped the skies and earth in hue.

Most Wolf Fang Tribe humans collapsed unconscious, while the Great High Priest quaked on his knees. Terror gripped him: "This... could this be humanity's genuine deity?"

Staring at the colossal blade, escape dominated the wolf demon's thoughts alone. This human cultivator terrified it beyond measure, eclipsing every human it had encountered.

As the wolf demon wheeled to flee, an imperious voice pierced its ears.

"Fleeing at this point? Far too late."

Xiao Chen commanded, and the sword obeyed. A surge of sword qi sliced through the wolf demon's frame, severing head from body mid-flight and painting the heavens crimson with gore.

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