Immortal God of War

"Huff!"

Qin Feiyang took a long breath, suppressing his excitement, entered the ancient castle, walked to the altar, and began alchemy.

The Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, he had refined many times.

So very soon, he adeptly refined two pills.

The White-Eyed Wolf opened his eyes, weakly saying, "Xiao Qinzi, your breakthrough speed in cultivation truly makes people jealous and envious!"

Fatty, Viper, Double-winged Snow Eagle, and others also nodded in agreement.

In terms of hard work, they worked harder than Qin Feiyang.

Because they were constantly in closed-door cultivation in the ancient castle, yet the gap not only did not shrink but grew larger.

Viper and Wealthy Elixir King were the most affected.

Back in Qinghai, one was an Eight-Star War Saint, the other a Nine-Star War Saint, while Qin Feiyang’s cultivation was merely at Three-Star War Saint.

How long has it been?

He actually broke through to Eight-Star War Saint; once he takes the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, he might soon catch up with them.

Everyone feels the pressure!

Qin Feiyang glanced at them all, shaking his head with a smile, "Pressure brings motivation!"

The Pangolin said, "That’s not called motivation, but powerlessness."

Everyone nodded like pounding garlic, deeply agreeing.

Being with this guy, one must always be prepared for setbacks.

Qin Feiyang shook his head and laughed, sitting cross-legged, concentrating for a moment, then swallowed a Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill.

Fatty said, "Wait a minute, you just left Lu Hong outside alone, aren’t you afraid of that guy named Luk Zheng forcing himself on her?"

"Do you think he dares?"

Qin Feiyang retorted.

"Who knows?"

Fatty pursed his lips.

Qin Feiyang said, "I’ll tell you honestly, his interest in Lu Hong is just an excuse; his real aim is to get close to me."

"Why is he doing this?"

"What’s his objective?"

Fatty frowned.

"Who knows?"

"As long as he’s not someone from Lu Xingchen’s side, that’s fine."

After saying this, Qin Feiyang calmed his mind, focusing on breaking through.

The energy of the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill was extremely abundant, continuously surging through his body.

He could clearly feel both his physique and spirit were gradually ascending.

He lost track of time.

Bang!

Suddenly.

His aura exploded uncontrollably.

And began to soar at an astonishing speed!

Fatty gave Qin Feiyang a sneaky glance, then looked at the White-Eyed Wolf and Viper and the others, grinning, "How about we place a bet?"

"How do we bet?"

Everyone looked at him with suspicion.

Fatty said, "Bet whether the boss can succeed in one go?"

"Sure!"

"I’m betting my whole fortune on him succeeding in one go."

The White-Eyed Wolf immediately pulled out his Qiankun Bag and threw it on the ground.

"This Emperor also believes Qin Feiyang will succeed in one go."

"Me too."

The Double-winged Snow Eagle, Black Dragon, Ghost Snake Emperor, and Flood Dragon all placed their bets.

Eventually.

All bets were on Qin Feiyang succeeding in one go.

Only Fatty hadn’t placed his bet yet.

He hesitated.

Originally, he also wanted to bet on Qin Feiyang succeeding in one go, but now that everyone bet like that, wouldn’t it be boring?

Finally.

He gritted his teeth, took out his Qiankun Bag, put it on the ground, saying, "Master Fatty bets he needs at least two Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pills to succeed."

"Kid, just wait for the tears!"

"Indeed, with Qin Feiyang’s potential, how could he need two Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pills?"

Everyone laughed away in schadenfreude.

"Tsk!"

"The chance of succeeding with one Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill has anything to do with him and potential?"

Fatty snorted.

He simply refused to believe it.

Everyone closely watched Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang’s aura grew stronger, almost reaching the pinnacle of Eight-Star War Saint.

Viper and the others’ smiles widened.

Sure enough, it could succeed in one go.

Because Viper and Wealthy Elixir King both took the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, they deeply understood its immense energy.

Even without factoring in potential, Qin Feiyang was sure to break through.

"Boom!"

Finally.

Qin Feiyang’s aura surged to the pinnacle of Eight-Star War Saint.

It seemed close to breaking the barriers to reach Nine-Star War Saint, but suddenly, his aura started to weaken.

"What’s happening?"

The White-Eyed Wolf and Viper and others stared wide-eyed, full of surprise.

"Haha..."

"Need it be said, surely it’s due to insufficient energy."

Fatty laughed heartily.

Indeed, fortune favors the bold!

"This shouldn’t happen!"

"I could break through in one go, why can’t he?"

Wealthy Elixir King lamented.

"You’ve overlooked a serious issue, which is that you’ve been at Nine-Star War Saint for a long time, so the chance of succeeding in one go is much higher."

"Whereas the boss has just broken through to Eight-Star War Saint, his realm isn’t stable yet, how could he succeed in one go?"

Fatty smiled triumphantly, his face beaming with joy.

Wealthy Elixir King instantly slumped powerlessly.

While Fatty was speaking, Qin Feiyang took another Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, and its abundant energy surged again through his body.

Bang!

He gave it his all, directly breaking through the barrier, entering Nine-Star War Saint!

"I lost."

"My whole fortune!"

Viper lamented.

As one of Qinghai’s Top Ten, his fortune was certainly substantial, including herbs, battle techniques, etc.

The reason he bet everything was because he never thought he would lose.

The Wolf King and a group of fierce beasts were all dejected.

"Hahaha..."

"I’ve hit the jackpot, hit the jackpot..."

The Fatty laughed heartily, with a face full of excitement.

Looking at him, everyone was annoyed to the point of grinding their teeth.

"Brother Butterball..."

Suddenly.

The Wealthy Elixir King leaned in front of the Fatty, smirking.

The Fatty shivered and quickly waved his hand, collecting all the Qiankun bags, then guardedly looked at the Wealthy Elixir King, asking, "What do you want?"

"Well..."

"Let’s negotiate, my Qiankun bag contains a lot of important things..."

The Wealthy Elixir King said pitifully.

Fatty said, "What’s it got to do with me? You were the one who wanted to gamble."

"Yes, yes, yes, my fault."

"How about this, you give back the Qiankun bag, and I’ll help you unconditionally with whatever you need in the future."

The Wealthy Elixir King said.

The Fatty paused, asking, "Really unconditionally?"

The Wealthy Elixir King nodded, like a chicken pecking rice.

The Fatty lowered his head, contemplating with a hesitant look.

"Brother Butterball..."

The Wealthy Elixir King was extremely anxious.

As the number one Alchemist in Qinghai, his wealth surpassed the combined total of the Vipers and others.

He even had Holy Artifacts!

Fatty said, "Call me Master Fatty."

"Okay, okay, Master Fatty."

In order to retrieve the Qiankun bag, the Wealthy Elixir King was desperate, willing to do anything.

"Since you’re so sincere, Master Fatty will..."

The Fatty was all smiles, and the Wealthy Elixir King thought he agreed, but Fatty’s expression suddenly changed, and he sneered, "No way."

The Wealthy Elixir King’s face immediately turned dark.

The Fatty proudly said, "I won this fair and square, why should I give it back to you?"

"You damn Fatty, you’re a bastard!"

The Wealthy Elixir King roared, jumping in anger.

"What about it?"

"I am indeed a bastard."

The Fatty was completely unfazed, extremely proud.

Seeing his smug look, everyone felt the urge to rush over and beat him up.

At this time.

Qin Feiyang opened his eyes, and speechlessly looked at the Wolf King and the Wealthy Elixir King and others, saying, "You reap what you sow."

Even though he was in the midst of a breakthrough, he saw clearly what everyone was doing, and could only say compared to the Fatty, these guys were still too naive.

Everyone immediately bowed their heads, extremely annoyed.

Qin Feiyang didn’t bother much either, got up, and walked to the Pill Furnace, starting to conduct alchemy again.

This time he was refining a Small Creation Pill.

Breaking through to Nine-Star War Saint meant naturally opening the Door of Potential.

"Wealthy Elixir King, come help me."

After refining the pill, Qin Feiyang called over the Wealthy Elixir King, then sat cross-legged on the ground, tossing the Small Creation Pill into his mouth.

The Wealthy Elixir King glared at the Fatty and walked behind Qin Feiyang, unleashing a roaring imperial might, firmly imprisoning Qin Feiyang.

The Fatty rolled up his sleeves and shouted to everyone, "Here’s your chance to turn the tables, hurry up and place your bets."

"Scram!"

Everyone immediately glared at him viciously.

Since they had lost everything, what else could they bet with?

Do they want their lives or not?

"No fun."

The Fatty pouted.

This time.

Qin Feiyang succeeded on his first try.

The Viper sighed, "Once the Extreme State for War Saint is broken, his cultivation speed will soar again."

"I really hope he suddenly becomes a waste."

The White-Eyed Wolf muttered.

"What did you say?"

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow and looked at the White-Eyed Wolf unfavorably.

"Did I say anything?"

"Cough cough!"

The White-Eyed Wolf coughed dryly, and shouted at the Fatty and others, "Who just said that, stand up, don’t want to get along, right?"

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Qin Feiyang also couldn’t help but roll his eyes at it and got up to leave the ancient castle.

At the mountain top!

Seeing Qin Feiyang appear, Lu Zheng glanced casually, not paying much attention, and continued entangling with Lu Hong.

But suddenly, his expression froze, as if something was off?

He looked at Qin Feiyang again.

"This..."

Immediately!

He stood up abruptly, filled with disbelief.

Lu Hong also looked at Qin Feiyang, but her face only showed a smile, without any surprise or shock.

Whoosh!

Lu Zheng stepped out, landing in front of Qin Feiyang, yelling in shock, "What happened to your cultivation?"

"Is there a problem?"

Qin Feiyang looked at him calmly.

"Nonsense."

"You just broke through to Eight-Star War Saint, and after a visit to the ancient castle, you became a Nine-Star War Saint, and you say there’s no problem?"

Lu Zheng roared.

Qin Feiyang glanced at him faintly and walked straight past him, heading towards Lu Hong.

"Tell me how you did it?"

Lu Zheng caught up with him, full of suspicion.

Qin Feiyang suddenly turned around and grabbed Lu Zheng’s clothes, tearing them into pieces with a ripping sound.

This move caught not only Lu Zheng off guard but also left Lu Hong extremely shocked.

Qin Feiyang’s eyes were fixed on Lu Zheng’s chest.

There, there was a dark golden Potential Mark!

"What do you want?"

"I’m telling you, I’m not interested in men, you better behave yourself."

Lu Zheng’s expression panicked, immediately guarding the Potential Mark, cautiously watching Qin Feiyang.

Clearly trying to change the subject.

Qin Feiyang definitely wasn’t falling for it, his aura firmly locked onto Lu Zheng, saying, "Don’t tell me this Door of Potential was opened by your own power."