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Chapter 303 - 303 303 Witness the Power of a Semi-Saint

303: Chapter 303: Witness the Power of a Semi-Saint 303: Chapter 303: Witness the Power of a Semi-Saint Just as Feng Gong’s hand was about to reach for the Sumeru Divine Mountain, Huang Xiaolong’s palm flipped, shifting the position of the Divine Mountain, causing Feng Gong’s claw to grasp at empty space.

Seeing the Exotic Treasure unexpectedly slip from his grasp, Feng Gong, who was full of joy, couldn’t help but pause, then his eyes glinted fiercely with a murderous intent, ready to strike and kill Huang Xiaolong.

However, Huang Xiaolong suddenly spoke up, “Didn’t you just want to ask about the treasures at the bottom of the valley?

Don’t you want to know what treasures I found down there?”

Feng Gong was taken aback.

At that moment, a formidable force surged out from within Huang Xiaolong’s body, sending Feng Gong retreating more than ten meters away.

“You!” Feng Gong exclaimed in surprise as he looked at Huang Xiaolong.

Following that, a flash of light appeared in Huang Xiaolong’s hand, revealing a mushroom blossoming with seven radiant colors, filling the surrounding area with an extraordinary floral fragrance.

“Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom!” Feng Gong and his companion cried out in shock.

Feng Gong’s eyes turned blood red in an instant.

The Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom was a top-grade Spiritual Medicine for those who cultivate Fighting Energy, extremely rare over a thousand years old, and a world rarity over ten thousand years old, its value beyond measure.

With his Eye Power, he instantly discerned that the Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom before him was at least thirty to forty thousand years old.

A thirty to forty thousand years old Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom!

The breathing of Feng Gong and his companion hastened once again.

At this point, another flash of light emerged from Huang Xiaolong’s hand, and beside the Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom appeared a small purple grass with nine leaves, radiating noble purple Light Apertures, complementing the brilliance of the Spiritual Mushroom.

“Nine-leaf Purple Grass!” Feng Gong’s eyes were so red they seemed ready to bleed.

Nine-leaf Purple Grass, the legendary Healing Holy Medicine!

A thousand-year-old Nine-leaf Purple Grass, once ingested, could heal any grievous injury within a few days.

If it was more than ten thousand years old, even if one’s meridians were shattered and Qi Sea destroyed, swallowing it could bring about full recovery!

This Nine-leaf Purple Grass before him was, like the Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom, at least thirty to forty thousand years old!

A thirty to forty thousand years old Nine-leaf Purple Grass!

However, at this moment, there was yet another flash of light from Huang Xiaolong’s hand.

“Bright Sun Fruit!”

“Human-shaped Purple Blood Ginseng!”

“Jade Green Lotus!”

One after another, legendary Spiritual Medicines rarely seen in the world appeared continuously, causing Feng Gong to be so overwhelmed with excitement that he trembled uncontrollably, as if struck by a frenzy.

As for his disciple, Dai Li, he was even more overwhelmed, so much so that in his excitement, he lost control, and his trousers grew wet.

Feng Gong, staring at these Spiritual Medicines, even forgot about the matter of the Exotic Treasure for a moment.

Huang Xiaolong casually selected more than a dozen herbs from the several hundred present and, feeling it was about enough, stopped there.

Watching the expressions of Feng Gong and his companion, he smiled and said, “Not only did I find these Spiritual Medicines at the bottom of the valley, but I also found four Divine-grade Spirit Pills.”

“Divine-grade Elixir!”

And four of them!

Feng Gong and his companion shuddered violently.

“And they were all Divine-grade High-level,” Huang Xiaolong said seriously.

Divine-grade High-level!

Feng Gong and his companion staggered.

“However, I’ve already swallowed and refined them all,” Huang Xiaolong added.

“What?!” The two, who were already shaking, felt as if thunder had exploded in their ears, nearly causing them to fall over.

“You…

You swallowed and refined them all?!” Feng Gong’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Huang Xiaolong, his heart bleeding with regret, wishing he could devour Huang Xiaolong whole.

Divine-grade High-level Spirit Pills, four of them!

He had been stuck at the Innate Tenth Stage Late Stage Peak for over two hundred years, unable to break through to the Holy Domain.

With these four Divine-grade High-level Spirit Pills, he would have had a ninety percent chance of breaking through to the Holy Domain!

“How could you swallow them all!” Feng Gong glared at Huang Xiaolong with furious hatred, roaring at him in his agitation, as if the four Divine-grade High-level Spirit Pills were his, and Huang Xiaolong had no right to consume them and should have left them for him.

Huang Xiaolong replied with a smile, “Why can’t I consume them?

I found the Divine-grade Elixirs.”

Feng Gong sobered up quite a bit, indeed, the Divine-grade Elixirs were found by someone else.

“Brat, bring that Exotic Treasure and all the Spiritual Medicines like the Seven-colored Spiritual Mushroom and Nine-leaf Purple Grass over here obediently,” Feng Gong said, having regained his composure, “In view of that Exotic Treasure and these medicines, I’ll let you leave!”

Although it seemed strange to Feng Gong that Huang Xiaolong would so readily take out the Exotic Treasures and Spiritual Medicines, he didn’t really take it to heart.

A mere Innate Tenth Rank Middle Stage.

Not to mention an Innate Tenth Rank Middle Stage, even Late Stage Tenth Rank experts have died by his hand, numbering more than a hundred.

At that moment, Dai Li approached Feng Gong from behind, rubbing his hands and said with a smile, “Master, those Spiritual Medicines…

Could you possibly…?”

Feng Gong glanced at his disciple behind him and nodded, “Don’t worry, you won’t miss out on your share.

When the time comes, I’ll give you the Human-shaped Purple Blood Ginseng to consume and refine.”

Dai Li trembled with delight and said, “Thank you, Master!

Thank you, Master!”

Feng Gong waved his hand dismissively.

Dai Li respectfully retreated to the side.

Feng Gong looked towards Huang Xiaolong and said indifferently, “How about it, kid?

Are you going to hand over the Exotic Treasure and the Spiritual Medicines and leave, or do you choose to be buried at the bottom of the valley?

I advise you not to entertain any thoughts of escaping by luck.

Over two hundred years ago, I was already at the Innate Tenth Stage Late Stage Peak, and now I am a Half-Saint.

Even an Innate Tenth Stage Late Stage expert cannot escape from me.”

Escape?

Huang Xiaolong shook his head inwardly and looked at Feng Gong with interest, saying, “Half-Saint?

The Exotic Treasure and Spiritual Medicines are in my possession; if you have the skill, come and take them.”

This was perfect, as Huang Xiaolong wanted to test his current strength after emerging from the valley.

A Half-Saint made for the most suitable opponent.

He wouldn’t have been interested if it were just any ordinary Innate Tenth Rank Late Stage Peak.

Upon hearing this, Feng Gong was momentarily stunned, then sneered coldly, “If you seek death, kid, then don’t blame me.” As he spoke, he suddenly threw a punch towards Huang Xiaolong.

“Now, let me show you the power of a Half-Saint!”

“The strength of a Half-Saint Expert is not something a little Innate Tenth Rank Middle Stage like you can fathom.”

A giant Fist Mark tore through the air, burning with purple flames as the space around it churned.

Before the Fist Mark even reached him, all the stones in front of Huang Xiaolong burst apart and disintegrated.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and threw a punch to meet the oncoming attack.

Seeing this, Feng Gong said coldly, “Ignorant fool!” Did a mere Innate Tenth Rank Middle Stage actually think he could block the Fist Power of a Half-Saint?

He could even imagine Huang Xiaolong’s pitiful end, his body being blown into a bloody pulp by his punch.

Then, Huang Xiaolong’s Fist Mark finally collided with his, creating a thunderous explosion, with flying sand and rocks, and a terrifying gale storm surged towards Feng Gong.

Feng Gong’s expression changed, and in a panic, he slapped out, unleashing a torrent of palm power, barely dispersing the dreadful storm.

However, even so, he was jolted back more than a dozen steps.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Dai Li, who had been fantasizing about her master killing the black-haired young man and giving her the Human-shaped Purple Blood Ginseng, watched in shock as he was forced back again and again, nearly knocking into her; her mouth hung open in an oval shape.

Meanwhile, Feng Gong stood rigid, motionless.

(To be continued.

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