The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Haha! I've finally refined it!"

In the Emperor Luan Sect, a certain cave fiercely let out the sound of laughter.

Then, the cave's door opened and a figure stepped out.

It was a tall young man, born with a national face, a somewhat rugged face, tiger eyes and eagle nose, and a domineering presence around him.

Stepping out of the gate, he waved his hand and a divine light flashed, revealing a figure.

Looking at its appearance, it was extremely similar to him, but its entire body skin was silver, and it emitted the same aura as him, both of which were Golden Immortals.

"Haha! My experiment finally worked, the artificial meta-fetus, done!"

"This primordial parting body will definitely shake the entire sect!"

He laughed with joy and a look of self-congratulation.

In the cave, he had been in seclusion for a hundred years, and after countless attempts and failures, he had finally, refined this Yuan Fetus and even raised it to the Golden Immortal level.

A Golden Immortal bilocation!

Or an artificial meta-fetus!

This will shake the entire clan!

He could already imagine how the entire clan would be sensational later on.

"It's not easy!"

Then, he sighed.

He had started trying to refine the Artificial Yuan Fetus a long time ago, counting that it would have to be seven or eight hundred years, and during that time, he didn't know how many failures he had experienced and how many treasures he had wasted before he succeeded.

"Hurry and go tell the other elders the news!"

As soon as he put away his parting body, he headed over to the main peak, full of excitement.

But, after a few moments of plundering, he realized that something was wrong.

It seemed like no one was in the sect, it was eerily quiet, and when he took a closer look, he saw that people had gathered at the mountain entrance, and the crowds were overwhelming, not knowing how many people had gathered, and the atmosphere was festive and lively.

It was as if, there was some great joy.

"What's going on here?"

He was a bit confused.

Hadn't Zongli been sealing the mountain, and why was the gate open?

And what's the happy occasion?

"Quick! They're back, so go check it out!"

At that moment, from his side, a few people swept past, not even looking at him, heading straight for the mountain entrance.

His face immediately sank, somewhat annoyed.

This disciple, was he blind and couldn't see that he was standing here?

"Stop!"

He gave a low drink.

Those people immediately paused and looked back, first they were confused, obviously not recognizing this person for a moment, but soon they were surprised, then they bowed in panic and saluted.

"Greeting Elder Fang!"

They spoke in a somewhat reverent tone.

This Elder Fang, however, was in the same year as them, the first person of that year, and had already been promoted to Golden Immortal, becoming an elder of the sect.

However, he hadn't been seen for all these years, and they heard that he was in closed-door, refining something.

"I'm asking you guys, what's going on?"

Fang Frightened pointed at the mountain gate and asked.

"Oh! Here's how ......"

A disciple spoke up and briefly explained the situation to him.

"What? The sect has opened a mountain and has taken in a number of disciples?"

"Winning the previous tournament against Nocturnal, and winning them this time? This Qin disciple, is he really that powerful? And he's really only a hundred early?"

Hearing that, Fang Frightened couldn't help but cry out in shock.

He was really a bit incredulous.

Even he had never won against Nocturnal Sky twice, and even, he still lost a lot and was suppressed to death by Nocturnal Sky, but this session, he had finished off Nocturnal Sky.

Moreover, from their descriptions, that disciple surnamed Qin was a bit too powerful.

Only in his early 100s, he was already a half-step Golden Immortal!

First, he took first place in the competition and finished off the Nocturnal Sky, then he completed a series of seven-star missions, breaking history and shocking the entire clan, and now, he had returned with another great victory, shaking the clan once again.

All these achievements were truly appalling!

"Elder Fang, do you still have business? If it's okay, we'll leave!"

A few disciples took a glance at the mountain gate and couldn't help but say.

Fang Frightened's face was somewhat gloomy and he did not reply.

He looked over at the mountain gate, a pair of tiger eyes narrowed, flashing with a touch of birds of prey.

He was a little upset.

Originally, he was the most famous figure in the clan, the one who was attracting the attention of all.

He had thought that this time out would be the same as before, that it would draw a sensation and attention from the clan, but he hadn't expected that the limelight would all be stolen by a kid in his early 100s!

He knew very well that even if he went to the other elders at this time and exhibited his achievements, it wouldn't attract any attention.

An artificial Yuan Fetus was nothing compared to a great victory over the Nocturnal Sky!

"Elder, let's go!"

Seeing that he remained silent, those disciples then bowed, stepped back, and turned around.

"I'd like to see what kind of person this is!"

Fang Frightened stood in place for a long time, snorted lightly, and also headed for the mountain entrance.

"Is it this kid!"

Soon, he saw a line of people surrounded by a group of elders, disciples, who came in through the mountain gate, and his eyes swept over and landed on the youth leading the group in the middle.

Clearly, this person was that Qin Dali!

Seeing the incomparably enthusiastic elders on the side, and at the back, the group of frenzied looking disciples, he couldn't help but twitch a few times at the corners of his eyes, growing more and more jealous.

"What? This kid, he got two Immortal King's supreme treasures just from this trip?"

Upon further inquiry into the situation, he was shocked again.

Following that, his eyes were a little red.

Even he only had one Immortal King's supreme treasure on him!

This brat, whose cultivation is only this small, why should he be more than him!

"Elder Fang, out of the gate ah!"

The crowd passed by, and at first no one noticed him at all, it was a while before someone unexpectedly swept up on him and shouted out in alarm.

"Elder Fang, you're just out of the gate, you're not sure of the situation yet!"

"This kid, what a fighter, winning again against Nocturnal ......"

Many elders greeted him and smiled.

Fang Zhenhong's face twitched slightly as he listened.

No one cared about his research at all, these elders only had that kid surnamed Qin in their eyes!

"Elder Fang, together!"

Those few elders waved at him and followed the group, heading for the main peak.

Fang Frightened stood for a long time with a sunken face, before following him.

He just followed behind like this, watching that kid claim the treasure in style before being sent away by the group of elders.

"Haha! We've won again, and I don't know what kind of face the old monsters of the Nocturnal Sky must have now, it must be ugly!"

"I think they're all going to cry, not only did they lose this time, they even lost the Immortal King's supreme treasure in this session's first hand ......"

At the end of the day, a group of elders gathered in the main hall, celebrating enthusiastically.

"I really didn't expect this kid to be so powerful." Elder Di smiled.

"Yeah! By the way, this kid is a bit too powerful, and most importantly, he's only in his early 100s! I remember, when I entered the clan, it measured one hundred and four, so now it's one hundred and eight!"

An elder sighed.