Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 203 - 205: Seeing Xuanyuan Mingkong Again

Chapter 203: Chapter 205: Seeing Xuanyuan Mingkong Again

Boss Yang looked indifferent as he faced the representatives of the Hidden Family; he was representing the Wanling Mountain and the old monsters hidden behind it. If he were to be bullied by the Hidden Family today, it wouldn’t only be his own disgrace, but also a disgrace to Wanling Mountain.

"Nothing would please us more." The representatives of the Hidden Family didn’t take Boss Yang seriously at all. In their eyes, within the entire Mortal World, only the Immortal Ancient Academy was worthy of their attention. All other forces were nothing but mediocre players hardly deserving their notice.

Xuanyuan Mingkong glanced at the arrogant representatives of the Hidden Family and shook his head without speaking.

In his view, these families that had distanced themselves from the Mortal World for too long barely understood it. Even he wouldn’t underestimate the many forces of the Mortal World, most of whom were old monsters that had survived that battle from years ago.

"Let’s go and see who’s caused such a ruckus." Xuanyuan Mingkong said, bright-eyed as he looked up at the huge vortex in the sky.

If it was indeed the younger generation that had caused this, they must be nurtured as elites, regardless of whether they were from the Mortal World. As far as he knew, the top ten young masters of the Immortal Ancient Academy had already been dispatched on a secret mission, and only limited experts were left behind at the academy.

"Haha, of course, it’s our Hidden Family’s youngsters, remember the arena? Your youngsters didn’t even have the courage to step up."

"Indeed, being hidden for too long has made you forget our glorious past. This time re-entering the Mortal World is the right time for us to display our strength."

"The Hidden Family’s honor is not to be insulted; anyone who dares to disrespect the Hidden Family must be punished."

Seeing that it was their youngsters who set up the arena and caused the anomaly, the representatives of the Hidden Family were as excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline, they couldn’t wait to bring Xuanyuan Mingkong and others directly to the site to witness the might of their young generation.

Although the strength of a force depends on the number of its experts, it relies more on the talents of the younger generation. Only by having exceptional descendants can a power sustain and grow stronger. It is for this reason they wish to claim areas rich in Spiritual Energy in the Mortal World, as living in places abundant with Spiritual Energy subtly alters a Cultivator’s constitution daily, greatly benefiting their cultivation.

"Are you that confident?" Xuanyuan Mingkong felt a familiar aura amidst the giant vortex in the sky, and with this sense of assurance, he retorted sarcastically.

"This little fellow, you’ve finally shown up." Sensing Mu Can’s aura, Xuanyuan Mingkong inwardly cursed.

"Xuanyuan Dean might not be aware that the one who set up the arena is Yao Family’s strongest young Sword Dao practitioner, who has already mastered the Sword Dao," said a member of the Hidden Family, showing superficial respect to Xuanyuan Mingkong, a peak Martial Saint.

"Yes, it must be that kid Yao Wenbing. I’ve seen his sword skills; no other young person in the entire Mortal World can match his Sword Dao cultivation."

"So that’s how it is, Elder Yao, please introduce your family’s youngster to everyone."

"Our family’s prodigy picked up his sword at five, embarked on the path of Sword Cultivator, and mastered the Sword Dao in twenty years, defeating all Sword Cultivators in the Hidden Family and becoming the undisputed number one in Sword Dao. He is now a Half-Step Martial Saint."

"Twenty-five years old, a Half-Step Martial Saint."

Even though they had heard of Yao Wenbing’s feats, hearing them described so bluntly left the members of the Hidden Family astounded. He was so young; such a monstrous talent would undoubtedly become the protagonist of this era.

"That’s right. A twenty-five-year-old Half-Step Martial Saint; there are probably only a few in the entire Mortal World, right?" The representative from the Yao Family, a peak level Martial Venerate with a chubby face, beamed with excitement. Having such a descendant brought glory to his face, as if he had nurtured him himself.

"Hehe, let’s go and see." Xuanyuan Mingkong remained non-committal. He might not know the extent of Yao Wenbing’s power, but he was certain that the miraculous vortex in the sky was caused by his beloved disciple, Mu Can.

This disciple always managed to surprise him, and of all his disciples, Xuanyuan Mingkong favored Mu Can the most and was most worried about him.

"Boss, why exactly? Why do you follow him?" The third oldest, whose injuries had slowly healed, struggled to get to Yao Wenbing and, with a resentful look, pointed at Mu Can and asked.

"Boss, what spell did he cast on you?" There were many women among the younger generation of the Hidden Family, some of whom secretly adored Yao Wenbing. Seeing the once radiant man, who shone like the sun no matter the crowd, now lifeless like a walking corpse following Mu Can, these women became almost hysterical.

"Boss, say something, why? Why is this happening?"

"You all leave, Yao Wenbing is already dead." Yao Wenbing raised his head, pale-faced, but his eyes sparkled differently, intoxicatingly like a drowning man gasping his first breath of air, which made him appear even more profound.

"Why?" Seeing Yao Wenbing like this, everyone still showed puzzled expressions, wondering what could cause such a transformation in a person.

The crowd grew noisy as a group of imposing individuals approached the arena.

"Haha, I knew it was that kid Yao Wenbing." Looking at Yao Wenbing, surrounded by people, the representative of the Yao Family laughed heartily. He had just arrived and immediately saw Yao Wenbing, convinced that the vortex in the sky was caused by this excellent descendant of his family.

"Just look at those backs." Watching the Hidden Family’s youngsters, these representatives showed satisfaction, completely oblivious to Xuanyuan Mingkong’s bizarre expression.

"Mu Can." Xuanyuan Mingkong shouted loudly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Can turned around abruptly and saw Xuanyuan Mingkong’s smiling face, his heart trembled.

This old man had given so much for his growth. After so many experiences, returning to the Immortal Ancient Academy and seeing his master again, Mu Can’s eyes reddened, about to burst with grievances but he forcefully held back his tears with his willpower.

"Master." Mu Can approached with a light jog, calling out softly.

"It’s good to have you back, good to have you back." The old man was most worried about this disciple who was out in the world. Now seeing him safe, his anxious heart finally settled.