Chapter 79

The Nimbus Martial Ancestor's news spread very quickly.

On the second day, news about Chen Feng was spread in the sect.

"Have you heard? Chen Feng was locked up in the Punishment Hall."

"That's impossible. Senior Brother Chen Feng is the future Sect Leader. Who dares to lock him up?"

"I heard that he slandered Zi Chen and sent people to kill Zi Chen. The matter was exposed."

Chen Feng, the number one disciple of the Nimbus Martial Ancestor and the future Sect Leader, was definitely a lofty existence in the Nimbus Martial Ancestor. On the other hand, Zi Chen was only an ordinary disciple who had just entered the inner sect for a year. Logically speaking, if Chen Feng wanted to kill Zi Chen, it would be a piece of cake.

However, Chen Feng was locked up in the Punishment Hall. This was out of everyone's expectations.

On the third day, someone confirmed the news, causing an uproar.

On the fourth day, the news that three elders were also locked up in the Punishment Hall shocked the disciples. This matter was even more unexpected.

For a moment, everyone was guessing Zi Chen's identity. How could he topple Chen Feng and even drag the First Elder into the Punishment Hall?

On the fifth day, in front of thousands of people, Wu Sheng, who was promoted to a core disciple by the Second Elder, came out with his tail between his legs. At the same time, the news that he was demoted to an inner disciple spread.

Wu Sheng, who was dressed in black, was now wearing white. He was now an inner disciple and would need to exchange contribution points for resources in the future. From heaven to hell, the huge difference almost caused Wu Sheng to break down. Moreover, his only backer was now in the Punishment Hall and his life was unknown.

"Could it be that it's only because of Zi Chen?"

"What's the background of this Zi Chen? How could he topple Chen Feng and cause the elders to be punished and even demoted as a core disciple?"

The series of events related to Zi Chen challenged everyone's nerves. On the sixth day, the news that Zi Chen was promoted to a core disciple came.

"Zi Chen became a core disciple. It's not time for the assessment yet. Who arranged it?"

"I heard it's the Punishment Hall Master."

"Hiss … It's him. That Iron Mask King of Hell. This Zi Chen is really lucky. He actually managed to climb up to the Punishment Hall Master. Why don't I have such good luck?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Among the Nimbus Martial Ancestor, Zi Chen received the most attention. Moreover, some people had already seen the current situation and made bold guesses that Zi Chen had the possibility of becoming the future Sect Leader.

As the person involved, Zi Chen was quietly cultivating in his room.

Zi Chen's injuries had been severe that day, but his injuries had healed within a day of his return. Zi Chen's heart was like a huge potential treasure, constantly releasing his potential.

After that, it was time to cultivate. Zi Chen fought two Xiantian Realm opponents in a row. Both times, he was on the verge of death. He thoroughly understood that his strength was not enough.

A bottle of True Qi Dans disappeared in front of Zi Chen's eyes. Streams of silver energy rushed towards his body, just like a great wave washing away sand, over and over again scouring his body.

Three days later, all of the True Qi Dans had been refined by Zi Chen. His strength still hadn't broken through, and he was still at the peak of the ninth level of the True Qi Realm. However, his physique was constantly changing day and night.

Miao Kong did not send any more True Qi Dans. Zi Chen had already refined all the spirit herbs, leaving only the Water Spirit Flower.

The Water Spirit Flower had bloomed for a thousand years, and it had withered a year ago. When Zi Chen picked it, the flower had already withered. It was obviously close to two thousand years old. This was Zi Chen's biggest harvest in the Spirit Herb Garden.

"My strength has reached a bottleneck. If I take more True Qi Dans, the effect will not be very big."

Zi Chen looked at the Water Spirit Flower in his hand and finally made up his mind. No matter how precious something was, if it was not used, it would only be a decoration. Moreover, since he had picked it, the spirit energy of the Water Spirit Flower had been slowly draining away. Without a real jade box to store the spirit herbs, the longer the spirit energy of the Water Spirit Flower was left, the more spirit energy would be drained away.

On the fourth day, Zi Chen calmly sat down. He held the Water Spirit Flower in his hand and was ready to swallow it.

The nearly two thousand year old Water Spirit Flower contained a huge amount of spirit energy. Zi Chen did not dare to swallow it in one gulp. He could only pluck the petals one by one.

The Water Spirit Flower shone brightly, translucent and smooth. As soon as Zi Chen plucked it, it turned into a translucent jade bead. It was dazzling and radiant, and contained a dense amount of Spirit Qi.

Zi Chen swallowed it in one gulp.

As if it had been compressed a thousand times, the spirit energy jade bead entered his stomach and turned into a torrent, attacking Zi Chen's body.

Zi Chen calmed himself down and began to operate the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Technique to absorb this torrential energy.

"Boom!"

Within his body, there was a rumbling sound, like thunder and lightning. Huge waves surged and surged. The pure energy was like a flood that broke through the dam, gushing out from his heart and rushing towards his body.

Within the energy of the thousand year old Water Spirit Flower, there was a unique property like water. It could easily transform Zi Chen's body.

Zi Chen's body once again underwent a transformation. This transformation was the second true transformation he had experienced since the lightning energy entered his body. The transformation this time was no less than the first time he had come back from the dead and cleansed his body.

Huge waves surged, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Zi Chen's body seemed to contain a world. Under the endless energy, this world was undergoing a fundamental transformation.

His blood, bones, skin, and even bone marrow were all changing. With the constant nourishment of energy, Zi Chen's transformation was visible to the naked eye.

The Water Spirit Flower only had nine petals. After giving two to the Xiantian Giant Python, Zi Chen still had seven petals left. As time passed, the petals disappeared in front of Zi Chen. Within Zi Chen's body, the rumbling sound continued. The sound of huge waves gradually disappeared and was replaced by the sound of rolling thunder.

It was like the Nine Heavens Thunder, descending from the sky and wreaking havoc on all things, but it also brought about a different kind of rebirth. Silver light flashed around Zi Chen's body. His eyes were slightly closed, and a vast pressure appeared from his body. It was as if the Thunder God had descended to the mortal world, majestic and mighty.

Arcs of lightning coiled around Zi Chen's body. His clothes instantly exploded, turning to dust. He was completely naked. His skin was like jade, emitting a treasured light. It was as if heaven and earth were Xing Chen, or as if he were a dormant bolt of silver lightning, filled with a mysterious feeling.

Zi Chen's body and mind were empty. He once again entered the silver space and saw the lightning youth. At this moment, the youth was like a celestial god. His eyes sparkled with silver light, and lightning flashed. Lightning dragons coiled around him, and his aura surged.

It was as if a celestial god had branded him into Zi Chen's heart.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The remaining petals of the Water Spirit Flower in front of Zi Chen suddenly exploded. Following that, the roots, stalks, and leaves all exploded, turning into a small stream that surged into Zi Chen's body.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and silver light flashed. The pitch-black room became resplendent with silver light. Zi Chen was like a celestial god, sitting in the middle of the room.

On this night, many disciples felt an oppressive aura. This aura directly affected their minds. It was like the Heavenly Might, vast and mighty, shaking their souls.

Many disciples' cultivation was obstructed, and they all got up and went out. There were no stars or moon in the sky, and the world was terrifyingly dark. It was deathly silent, and only the oppressive aura enveloped the surroundings.

The disciples wanted to find the source of this oppressive aura, but they couldn't find it. Many disciples' spiritual perception seemed to be obstructed at this moment, and they were like headless flies flying around randomly.

The terrifying Heavenly Might lasted for an entire night. When the sky was about to brighten, this oppressive aura finally dissipated.

The disciples let out a sigh of relief, and they all returned to their rooms.

Three days later, the door that had been closed for nearly half a month finally opened. Zi Chen, dressed in black, walked out. His eyes were like Xing Chen's, shining with a silver light, extremely bright. As he walked, his body emitted an indescribable pressure. This pressure was like the Heavenly Might. Faint silver light emitted from his body, and tiny electric snakes constantly swam around his body.

With one step, the silver light in Zi Chen's eyes retracted. With two steps, the pressure around him dissipated. By the third step, Zi Chen was already able to adapt to this transformation. The silver light around him disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

Zi Chen stood outside the room, quietly feeling the changes in his body. In the distance, several disciples appeared one after another. When they saw Zi Chen dressed in black, their faces instantly changed. Their gazes landed on the black token on Zi Chen's waist, and their eyes were filled with envy.

A few days ago, the news had spread that Zi Chen didn't need to take the assessment to become a core disciple, replacing Wu Sheng.

Zi Chen opened his eyes, his expression indifferent.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zi Chen!"

"Good morning, Senior Brother Zi Chen."

"Senior Brother Zi Chen, you're up so early. You're really hardworking."

A group of disciples came up to greet him, wearing the kindest and most humble smile on their faces.

Zi Chen smiled, nodding his head in response.

This was human nature. In the past, when they saw Zi Chen, they all snorted coldly and ridiculed him. When they were taken away by the Punishment Hall, they had heard many unfavorable words.

But today, each and every one of them greeted him with a smile.

There were many people who came to greet him. Zi Chen had many more Junior Brothers today, and many more were on their way here.

"Zi Chen, you're finally out." Miao Kong walked over from afar, his face full of joy, "Congratulations, you've actually entered the inner sect."

Zi Chen punched Miao Kong and laughed, "Even you are making fun of me."

"You're a celebrity now, successfully entering the core and becoming a core disciple, so you can use the resources as you wish. Now, the whole sect is talking about you, saying that you're another Chen Feng." Miao Kong joked.

"Bah, don't compare me with trash like Chen Feng."

The two chatted as they walked, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"By the way, Su Mengyao has been looking for you a few times, it seems like there's something urgent."

"Has she recovered from her injuries?" Zi Chen asked.

"She recovered a long time ago."

Miao Kong sighed, "I didn't expect Su Mengyao's identity to be so special. She's the granddaughter of the Grand Elder. Kid, you're really admirable. One Lin Xue, and one Su Mengyao, how did they both take a fancy to you? Kid, I think your looks are ordinary."

The ordinary Miao Kong stared at the handsome Zi Chen.

"Don't talk nonsense. Su Mengyao is a genius with a noble status, how can she take a fancy to me?"

When Zi Chen saw Su Mengyao, the latter was with Lin Xue. Her injuries had already recovered, but after not seeing them for half a month, Zi Chen looked at the two and felt that there was something more to them.