Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 239: Divine Child of the True Dragon Divine Sect

“Elder, this is Yang Xiaotian,” Hu Nan, still greatly shaken, hastened to step forward and respectfully said.

Li Zhengqing was surprised, then his face lit up with joy, “So you are Xiaotian!”

Of course, he remembered the young man who controlled the Divine Flame.

“Good, haha, excellent!” After his initial delight, Li Zhengqing was even more thrilled, laughing joyously and heartily.

Indeed, this young man who had condensed a Divine Elixir, was none other than the lad who had mastery over the Divine Flame.

Suddenly, the Tyrant Dragon spoke, “This child shall be honored as the Divine Son of the True Dragon Divine Sect.”

Divine Son!

All the Elders and disciples of the True Dragon Divine Sect were taken aback.

It was known that since the founding of the True Dragon Divine Sect, the highest title had always been that of a Sacred Transmission Disciple.

None had ever been titled Divine Son.

Hu Nan was also taken aback; he hadn’t expected their Long Ancestor to directly bestow the title of Divine Son upon Yang Xiaotian.

This was an unprecedented honor in the True Dragon Divine Sect.

At this, Deng Hongqing couldn’t help but say, “Long Ancestor, this move is not proper. Our True Dragon Divine Sect has never titled anyone as Divine Son.”

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the Tyrant Dragon snorted coldly, and with a flick of its mountainous claw, Deng Hongqing, as if struck by a mighty blow, was blasted away from True Dragon Peak, crashing into the mountain opposite.

“Improper?” The Tyrant Dragon gave Deng Hongqing a cold glance, “Is it your place to decide what’s proper or not?”

Originally, Liu Ping, relying on her status as the wife of the Sect Master, had also wanted to voice her disapproval, but seeing the miserable state of Deng Hongqing, her heart skipped fiercely.

The other Saint Realm individuals of the True Dragon Divine Sect were also deeply alarmed.

Deng Hongqing bowed his head, daring not to say another word, yet fury churned within him.

And so, Hu Nan announced on the spot that Yang Xiaotian was the Divine Son of the True Dragon Divine Sect.

Li Zhengqing, taking Yang Xiaotian’s hand, smiled at him, “Xiaotian, I have something to ask you. Why don’t you come visit my cave dwelling?”

All disciples of the True Dragon Divine Sect, including Hu Nan, looked at Yang Xiaotian with faces filled with envy.

Who was Li Zhengqing? He was the oldest and most powerful Elder of the Divine Spirit Realm in the True Dragon Divine Sect.

Even Hu Nan had never been invited into his cave dwelling.

Yet, Yang Xiaotian shook his head and said, “No, today there is the True Dragon examination. Perhaps another time.”

Pfft!

Some Elders of the True Dragon Divine Sect almost spit out their water.

Yang Xiaotian had actually declined the invitation of their Elder Ancestor, for the sake of a True Dragon examination.

Hu Nan was dumbfounded.

In truth, Yang Xiaotian was not being pretentious; to him, today’s True Dragon examination was indeed very important as it related to his cultivation in the True Dragon Secret Realm and the potential existence of the Myriad Dragons Divine Flame within.

This was far more significant than visiting Li Zhengqing’s cave dwelling.

Li Zhengqing was taken aback, clearly not expecting Yang Xiaotian to refuse him.

He, who had been held in the utmost regard within the True Dragon Divine Sect, had not had a disciple dare to refuse him for many years.

But after a moment’s surprise, he chuckled, “Fine, then next time.” He then turned to Hu Nan, “Xiaotian is not familiar with my cave dwelling. When he wants to come, you bring him.”

Hu Nan, realizing he had become an errand boy, had a wry smile in his heart as he respectfully said, “As you command, Elder.”

Li Zhengqing smiled at Yang Xiaotian, “Xiaotian, focus on your True Dragon examination. Long Ancestor and I will not disturb you. Remember to visit my cave dwelling.”

Then he and the Tyrant Dragon tore through the sky and left, returning to the True Dragon Divine Sect’s forbidden grounds.

The people watched as Li Zhengqing and the Tyrant Dragon departed, their feelings complex.

The True Dragon examination continued thereafter.

But when people looked at Yang Xiaotian again, their gazes had changed dramatically.

Especially those from Gu Shaozong, like Li Qianqian and others who had sneered at Yang Xiaotian before, now had a look of fear in their eyes, and beyond that fear, a strong jealousy.

Not to mention Gu Shaozong, Li Qianqian, even Zhao Jinzhou, Jiu Wu, and Wang Zhou – these Sect Ancestors were burning with envy.

It was a Divine Elixir after all.

Something that only existed in ancient times.

Even the most monstrously talented geniuses of the ancient era would not have been able to produce it.

However, in the subsequent True Dragon examination, You Yi directly conceded defeat.

Facing a Divine Elixir, he simply couldn’t muster the courage to battle Yang Xiaotian any longer.

When You Yi conceded straight away, the new disciples of the True Dragon Divine Sect had even less courage to challenge Yang Xiaotian and all admitted defeat directly.

In the end, Yang Xiaotian won the True Dragon examination without any suspense.

Witnessing this outcome, everyone was full of sighs and murmurs.

With that, the True Dragon examination concluded, and the Sect Ancestors from all major sects came forward to congratulate Hu Nan.

Hu Nan’s smile was so wide it was almost crooked.

Yang Ling’er and Qingxuan rushed to Yang Xiaotian, taking his hands with indescribable joy.

Long Lan, witnessing Yang Xiaotian before her, could hardly contain the happiness in her heart.

“Friend Yang’s fusion of a Divine Elixir is unprecedented in eternity, a blessing for our Empire.” Long Lan genuinely smiled, “This is truly a joyous occasion.”

She was genuinely happy for Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaolong laughed and said, “Thank you, Uncle Lan.”

He looked at Hu Nan, who was surrounded by the Elders, grinning until his mouth was awry. Luckily, he had only revealed one Divine Elixir. If he had shown two, Hu Nan’s nose might have been crooked from smiling so much.

On the spot, Hu Nan declared to everyone in the True Dragon Divine Sect a grand celebration, lasting ten days and nights!

Any sect producing a disciple who had fused a Divine Elixir wouldn’t just celebrate for ten days and nights. Even a whole month would not be considered excessive.

Immediately, Hu Nan invited the Sect Ancestors from all major sects to a banquet in the True Dragon Main Hall.

As the main character, Yang Xiaotian also attended.

After the banquet, Yang Xiaotian returned to Heaven-Penetrating Peak with Yang Ling’er, Yang Chao, and others.

Qingxuan, who originally had her own palace to reside in, did not return to it. Instead, she went back to Heaven-Penetrating Peak with Yang Xiaotian.

This time, Long Lan unusually did not stop her.

While the True Dragon Divine Sect celebrated joyously, the news of Yang Xiaotian’s fusion of the Divine Elixir spread like wildfire, stirring the Divine Dragon Empire into a frenzy.

Many sect disciples were so excited that they ran about spreading the news.

When Gu Xi, the prince of the Ancient Sword Kingdom who was still in the Imperial Capital, heard the news of Yang Xiaotian’s Divine Elixir, he excitedly threw his arms in the air and shouted towards the sky, “Divine Yang, I love you!”

His declaration frightened the male slaves of the Azure Dragon Residence so much that they clenched their buttocks and fled as far away as they could.

As many sect disciples excitedly spread the word, the Sky-Stepping Sect’s main hall was deathly silent, the atmosphere oppressively eerie.

Wu Peng sat upon the grand throne, his voice laden with weight, “No matter what, Yang Xiaotian must die!”

“Elder.” The Sky-Stepping Sect Master, Lin Yu, hesitated, “If Yang Xiaotian stays within the True Dragon Divine Sect, it will be difficult to kill him.”

Wu Peng suddenly said, “Invite the King of Netherworld.”

Hearing Wu Peng mention the King of Netherworld, Lin Yu and the many Saint Realm Elders were all startled.

The King of Netherworld, the number one assassin on the list.

His strength remains a mystery to this day, but so far, there’s been no one he couldn’t kill.

He had even once assassinated a peak existent of the Saint Realm, tenth layer.

“But, employing the King of Netherworld will come at too great a cost,” Lin Yu shook his head, “and it’s not certain he would agree to make a move.”

“He will, ” Wu Peng said confidently, a bead of darkness appearing in his hand – a bead that seemed to hail from Hell. Within the cold, black radiance, the faint wails of countless lost souls could be heard.

“The Netherworld Bead!” Lin Yu and the others were shocked.

Wu Peng nodded, “Yes, the Netherworld Bead. The King of Netherworld has been searching for this bead for many years. Armed with this Netherworld Bead, he will undoubtedly take action.”