Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Chapter 1700 - 1576: Church Court Genius

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Ye Qingfeng always believed he did this very well.

"You!"

Morton’s expression changed drastically, anger burning in his eyes.

"Morton, teach him a lesson, let him know the strength of our Church Court."

"Heh heh, Senior Brother Morton is a top genius of our Church Court; in all of Europe, he undoubtedly ranks among the top ten!"

The European youths instantly became incensed, all shouting angrily.

The lone European girl eagerly looked at Morton; she liked him because he was the top genius of the Church Court, unmatched by anyone, inspiring her admiration.

Morton also felt a surge of pride; he looked at Ye Qingfeng arrogantly, "Huaxia boy, if you don’t give us..."

"Bang!"

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of Morton, delivering a swift kick that sent him flying.

In an instant, everyone saw the Black Robe youth returning to the tree pit.

Such speed!

Everyone’s hearts were shocked; their faces were filled with unparalleled astonishment.

Morton was kicked away, just like that.

How is this possible?

Everyone’s faces turned wildly.

"Now, can you leave?" Ye Qingfeng’s voice was already icy.

His patience was limited.

Because the good mood with the stele was already ruined.

"Leave!"

At this moment, Morton suddenly shouted, turning around to leave first.

The other European youths quickly followed.

Ye Qingfeng ignored them, continuing to dig; his connection with the stele growing stronger.

He was certain the stele was right below!

Valley entrance.

"Senior Brother Morton, are we really just leaving like this?"

"Yes, chased away by a Huaxia Martial Artist; where is the dignity of our Church Court?"

Everyone shouted.

"First inform the Church Court to send elders; we’ll guard here!" Morton said solemnly, looking at the youth in the valley with hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Alright!"

Ye Qingfeng was rapidly digging, the deeper he went, the harder it became.

He naturally knew those European youths were at the valley entrance, not leaving, but he was focused on the stele, having no time for these minor characters.

"Boom!"

Ye Qingfeng’s continuous actions lasted an hour; even the European Martial Artists outside the valley thought Ye Qingfeng had gone mad.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled as if the sky was collapsing, the ground shaking dramatically within a five-kilometer radius, as if something was emerging.

"Empty!"

Finally, a stele broke through the earth, flying out without any mud sticking to it, exceptionally clean.

The stele was covered with dense inscriptions, mysterious and unfathomable, a single glance filled with profound mystery and incomprehensibility; it erupted with golden light, like chaotic mist swirling around.

"Indeed, it’s the stele!"

Ye Qingfeng’s spirit was shaken.

He reached out, directly grabbing the stele.

"It’s truly a treasure!"

"Oh my, what a magical treasure; it must be an unparalleled treasure!"

European youths exclaimed, surprise flashing in their eyes.

Morton was even more shocked and envious.

This was a great treasure!

"Collect it!"

Ye Qingfeng grasped the stele, encountering fierce resistance; he used Heaven and Earth Power to try to suppress the stele.

"Boom!"

The stele vibrated fiercely, emitting a true roar, like a dragon’s cry.

"Suppress it!"

Ye Qingfeng shouted, his body bursting with Heaven and Earth Power, unleashing his strength.

"Clang!"

The stele roared again, breaking through space, like a real bell ringing deeply, striking Ye Qingfeng’s heart.

Spirit shaken!

At this moment, a great stele appeared in Ye Qingfeng’s mind, like an ancient Divine Artifact, desolate and ancient, imposing supreme pressure.

Even an unmatched strongman would be pressed down.

"Humph!"

Ye Qingfeng snorted coldly.

In his mind, a blood-red bead and a Yin Yang Dragon Fish pattern appeared.

These two things simultaneously moved towards the stele.

The stele shook, almost falling, seemingly showing a hint of fear.

Devouring Sky Pearl and Yin Yang Dragon Fish pattern are too terrifying!

This scene was witnessed by the European Martial Artists, their faces showing shock.

This must be an unparalleled treasure!

Morton was greatly shaken.

His face was gloomy, his gaze constantly shifting, as if contemplating something.

"It’s an unparalleled treasure; should we try to seize it?"

"But we don’t even know what it is! We’re no match for that youth!"

Several discussed, desire flashing in their eyes, but ultimately subdued by the Black Robe youth’s strength.

None dared act rashly, only looking fervently at the Black Robe youth.

"Everyone, I have an idea!" At this moment, Senior Brother Morton suddenly spoke.

"What, Morton, do you have a way to obtain the mysterious stele?"

Morton shook his head, saying, "I can’t let you get the stele, as there’s only one stele, but I have a way for you all to obtain the Divine Fruit!"

What, Divine Fruit!

Everyone’s hearts stirred!

Though they came to gather these Divine Fruits, they must be given to the Church Court.

Within the Church Court are elders, a Sect Hierarch, and talents of various levels.

Among those present, only Morton and Beili had a chance to share a Divine Fruit; the rest had no right.

Unless great merit was achieved.

"Morton, what’s your idea?" someone asked eagerly.

"We’ve sent out a message; the Church Court people will arrive soon. Then, we’ll just need to say the Divine Fruit was taken by this youth and have the Church Court hunt down this Huaxia youth!"

Morton said solemnly.

What!

Everyone’s heart trembled, as deceiving the Church Court would come at a great price if discovered.

"But, Morton..." someone worriedly said, immediately interrupted by Morton, "Rest assured, with my testimony, the Church Court won’t doubt."

Everyone was stirred.

Indeed, with Morton’s status as a top genius of the Church Court, no one would suspect.

Because he naturally had the right to obtain the Divine Fruit.

"Moreover, I don’t need any of these Divine Fruits; I’ll give them all to you." Morton threw out another bombshell!

What?

Everyone’s expressions changed.

"Morton, then why..." someone asked in curiosity.

"I’ll be frank; I need the stele, but I don’t know what it is yet, so I want to gamble. Whether I obtain the stele or not, these Divine Fruits are all yours!" Morton said outright.