Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 700: The Adopted Son of the Corrosive Dragon King

Before Fang Chen even reached the Void Immortal Sword Sect, news of him becoming the Sword Leader had already spread far and wide. First, it reached all the major sword sects of the Central Continent, followed by the four great manors, the immortal courts, the immortal manors, and finally the capital.

By the time the imperial decree arrived at the Void Immortal Sword Sect, the sects of both Celestial Heaven and Northern Dipper had received the news.

Many had almost forgotten about this individual. When they heard the news, they were surprised—a guy who had been trapped in the Ancient Immortal Road for several years had suddenly reappeared?

In the bustling capital, Ji Liang was enjoying tea and discussing the Dao with a group of friends. Among those seated around him were Han Linqiu from the Dao Academy, Wang Yi from the Lingyun Sword Sect, Xu Peng from the Green Elephant Sect, and Su Lingzhu from the Giant Immortal Sect.

Everyone present had strong backing, either from immortal courts or, at the very least, from the Immortal Palace. Cultivators with lesser backgrounds simply had no place in this circle.

"By the Emperor's command, I hereby decree that Fang Chen be conferred as the Sword Leader Of the Void Immortal Sword Sect...!"

A resonant voice echoed in the sky above the capital.

"The Void Immortal Sword Sect has a new Sword Leader?" said Xu Peng, his hand, holding the teacup, paused for a moment.

He soon recovered and took a sip, a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Who is this Fang Chen? How is he qualified to be Sword Leader? That title is a hundred times more important than being a mere Immortal Seedling."

"He does sound familiar," Su Lingzhu mused, a look of contemplation in her eyes.

As the group continued discussing Fang Chen, several moments passed before a young man, his expression somewhat insincere, suddenly sneered. "Have you all forgotten? He's with Demoness Yu."

Everyone instinctively turned to look at the young man—it was Gai Wu, heir to the Heavenly King Zhen Manor.

"Now I remember."

Gai Wu's reminder triggered many others to recall Fang Chen as well.

Ji Liang glanced at the group, a thoughtful expression on his face. "It's only been a few short years, yet we've all forgotten about him. Something feels off."

"There's nothing off about it. He was just a minor character from an ordinary background. He's merely lucky enough to grasp a couple of ancient Dao techniques," Xu Peng sneered. "I think he may have left the Ancient Immortal Road much earlier than us, making us believe he was still trapped there."

"To vie for the Sword Leader title, one must at least be at the Nascent Soul Realm. The other sects won't give the Void Immortal Sword Sect much time. If he doesn't reach Nascent Soul Realm within a limited period, he won't even qualify for the sword questioning."

The group fell into contemplation, their expressions tinged with a hint of disdain. They couldn't deny that Fang Chen had some skill, but with the Void Immortal Sword Sect's anchor—Old Sword Immortal—injured, the sect's dominant position was in jeopardy.

In comparison, the people present had backgrounds that were only becoming more formidable. Some even had the power to command cultivators in the Middle Three Realms. Naturally, they didn't see Fang Chen as a threat.

"Gai Wu," Xu Peng suddenly turned to him with a smile. "I remember trying to mediate the conflict between you and Fang Chen back then, but he didn't give you any face. Clearly, he was determined to cause you trouble. What do you think about that?"

Gai Wu's expression darkened. His father, Heavenly King Zhen, had spent several years helping him recover enough to recover his cultivation, but some damage could never be fully healed. Only by undergoing a complete transformation and rebuilding from the ground up by becoming a Loose Immortal would his body be fully restored to its former state.

Because of this, Gai Wu harbored a deep hatred for the Fairy Yu. If Fang Chen hadn't intervened back then, Fairy Yu would have long been killed by Heavenly King Zhen's Manor soldiers, and she wouldn't have disappeared without a trace. No matter how many people his mother sent, they still couldn't find her.

"What else can I say? My father told me not to stir up trouble these past few years," Gai Wu sneered, his tone cold, and then fell silent.

The group knew Gai Wu well enough to understand that he wouldn't let things go easily. He was probably already plotting his revenge in secret, though he had to keep a low profile when dealing with the Void Immortal Sword Sect.

"Let's not dwell on this matter. I've heard that the Corrosive Dragon King of the Northern Continent has recently adopted a new foster son, and he's said to be in the capital these days," said Ji Liang.

He suddenly turned to a young man in the group. "Feng Ya, you're also a foster son of the Corrosive Dragon King. What can you tell us about this new foster brother? What makes him special enough to catch the Corrosive Dragon King's eye?"

Everyone's curiosity was piqued. It was well known that the Corrosive Dragon King had a habit of adopting foster sons, which had led many cultivators to flock to the Northern Continent, hoping to be chosen. However, no one had yet figured out the criteria for becoming one of his foster children.

The young man, Feng Ya, was another foster son of the Corrosive Dragon King. He had originally come from a humble background but had risen to prominence after being adopted, turning his fortunes around overnight.

Feng Ya's expression shifted slightly before he fell silent for several moments. Finally, he said slowly, "I can't see anything special about him. He's just a lazy fellow."

At that moment, a surprised voice rang out from nearby.

"Feng Ya, little brother! You're here too?"

Everyone turned to see a man and a woman approaching. Their cultivation levels were unremarkable and were both merely at the Foundation Building Realm.

Feng Ya gave them an annoyed glance and responded coolly, "Xia Ji, is it strange for me to be here?"