Return of the Celestial King

Liao Family Villa.

Liao Feiying was standing guard at Master Wu Jing’s residence, a look of anticipation filling his face.

Upon his return, he had immediately requested Master Wu Jing to refine a medicinal pill for him.

This pill was incredibly important; it would directly determine whether he could dominate the competition at the upcoming Martial Artist Alliance tournament.

At that moment, the entire room was filled with a scorching heat. Master Wu Jing’s eyes were tightly shut as Spiritual Power slowly began to emanate from his body.

Balls of bright fire floated around him, rising and falling. The strange sight left Liao Feiying, who was watching from the side, utterly dumbfounded.

Even though he was an Inner Strength Grandmaster, capable of feats like injuring people with flying leaves, he couldn’t help but compare his own level to Master Wu Jing’s and feel that the gap between them was immense.

Liao Feiying was incredibly nervous, as everything hinged on this single moment.

He desperately hoped that Master Wu Jing could successfully refine the pill.

The refinement process for Master Wu Jing’s pill was gradually nearing its end. A smell like gunpowder filled the room, acrid and deeply unpleasant.

Suddenly, Master Wu Jing let out a furious roar. The balls of bright fire slammed into each other and violently exploded.

A thick cloud of smoke billowed out, stinging the nose and throat!

Even though Liao Feiying was an Inner Strength Grandmaster, he was caught off guard and couldn’t help but cough violently.

Anxious, he waited for the smoke to clear, only to see that Master Wu Jing’s expression was as steady as a mountain.

Liao Feiying couldn’t help but ask:

"Master Wu Jing, how did it go?"

He noticed his voice had unknowingly become a little hoarse.

Master Wu Jing nodded faintly and held out a hand.

In his palm lay a green pill.

Seeing the pill, Liao Feiying was so tense he could barely breathe.

Master Wu Jing handed the pill to Liao Feiying, who received it with both hands, his expression reverent. He gazed at it as if he were on a holy pilgrimage.

Master Wu Jing’s voice slowly drifted over.

"Patriarch Liao, this is called an Awakening Pill. After you consume it, your strength will instantly multiply several times over for a short period, lasting for about four hours!"

Liao Feiying’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he was overcome with ecstatic joy.

"Hahaha, wonderful! With this Awakening Pill, I will definitely shine in the Martial Artist Alliance tournament and crush all my rivals. We’ll see who dares to challenge me then!"

Seeing Liao Feiying’s smug attitude, Master Wu Jing couldn’t help but let out a cold cough.

That brought Liao Feiying back to his senses, and he quickly gave an embarrassed smile.

He then immediately took out a brocade box.

"Master Wu Jing, thank you for refining the Awakening Pill for me. This is a treasure I spent a great deal of money on many years ago and have kept in my collection. I would now like to present it to you!"

As he spoke, he opened the brocade box, revealing an incredibly precious Thousand-year-old Ginseng.

"Master, please take a look. This is a Thousand-year-old Ginseng with incredibly potent medicinal properties. It is a rare treasure from my Liao Family’s collection!"

Liao Feiying said earnestly, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Master Wu Jing’s eyes immediately lit up. He knew that a thousand-year-old divine herb was a treasure one might never find, even if they searched for it!

And so, without any ceremony, Master Wu Jing quickly took the Thousand-year-old Ginseng and nodded in satisfaction.

’An Awakening Pill that any common Warlock could refine in exchange for a thousand-year-old divine herb? This deal is an absolute steal,’ he thought.

Seeing Master Wu Jing’s satisfied expression, Liao Feiying couldn’t resist asking further:

"Master, when will you refine the Lifespan Extension Pill?"

He had thought that after being gifted the thousand-year-old divine herb, Master Wu Jing might be a bit more accommodating.

But who would have known? The master’s face remained stern as he said coldly:

"When you’ve finished gathering all the medicinal ingredients I need, then I will refine the pill for you!"

And so, Liao Feiying could only shake his head and leave with regret.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, the butler beside him couldn’t help but ask with a frown.

"Patriarch, you gave away the Thousand-year-old Ginseng for a single pill. Wasn’t that too great a price to pay?"

After all, Liao Feiying had spent hundreds of millions to obtain that Thousand-year-old Ginseng from an extraordinary individual.

Now he had just given it away, and even the butler felt a pang of heartache over the loss.

But Liao Feiying shook his head and said disdainfully:

"Heh, what do you know? Just a single Thousand-year-old Ginseng in exchange for a pill like this? It was more than worth it!"

The butler’s eyes still showed confusion; he felt it was a terrible bargain.

But Liao Feiying spoke with great aspiration:

"With this pill, I can win the tournament. And do you really think I organized this tournament just for the Jiang Family’s paltry little assets?"

Hearing Liao Feiying’s tone, the butler’s eyes immediately lit up with anticipation.

"Oh, Patriarch, you mean..."

Liao Feiying gave a cold, sinister smile and said:

"Just you wait and see. I’m going to take this opportunity to seize control of the entire Martial Artist Alliance. From now on, the entire Provincial City will answer to the Liao Family, and the Liao Family alone!"

After speaking, Liao Feiying threw his head back and let out a wild, arrogant laugh.

The butler beside him seized the chance to flatter him.

"Haha, allow me to offer my congratulations in advance, Patriarch, for unifying the entire Provincial City’s Martial Arts Realm and becoming its supreme ruler!"

...

Early the next morning, the stadium in the center of the Provincial City was already surrounded by an impenetrable crowd.

News that the four great families were about to hold a tournament here had spread far and wide. Everyone wanted to get inside to watch and broaden their horizons.

Even ordinary citizens, having heard the news, had come in droves, forming a sea of people.

But soon, members of the Security Pavilion arrived on the scene to maintain order.

Huo Jianqiang and Ouyang Feifei were both present, leading the Security Pavilion agents to bring the area under complete control.

"Don’t rush, everyone! Back up!"

Huo Jianqiang shouted, trying his best to maintain order.

However, the scene was simply too chaotic. Even he felt immense pressure, fearing a stampede or some other mass incident.

Under these circumstances, the number of people allowed into the stadium was extremely limited. Those with the privilege were all figures from the Provincial City’s upper crust.

As these individuals walked into the stadium with their heads held high, the onlookers watched with eyes full of envy.

They, too, longed to go inside and witness a showdown between the Provincial City’s top Martial Artists!

Finally, amid a chorus of shouts, the members of the Liao, Huang, and Guan families arrived.

Just a short while later, Rose Hall arrived as well.

And Qin Tuo, along with Long Wu and Chen Man Ni, followed them into the venue.