Spirit Vessel Chapter 1063: Rising Star

Chapter 1063: Rising Star
Azure Lord glared sharply at Feng Feiyun. Everyone except Feiyun lowered their head and trembled slightly.
He was becoming angry and angrier.
Nonetheless, Feiyun returned his gaze with nothing but determination.
“Good, no wonder why you have cultivated the Golden Silkworm Scripture successfully. You are the embodiment of righteousness and honesty, Heaven Restoration needs someone like you. Elder Ge did not disappoint me, you may participate in the oath banquet tomorrow.” Azure Lord said.
“And the traitor?” Feiyun asked.
“She is your captive so you may deal with her. And I’ve mentioned a reward, that shall still be carried out. However, I remind you, young man, to not show mercy to the enemy, especially not to beautiful women for they are dangerous.” Azure Lord’s avatar finished speaking and dispersed.
The atmosphere became relaxed again. His pressure was too much and made everyone sweat. They wiped their forehead with their sleeve; weaker cultivators experienced such a hard time earlier.
They became impressed with Feiyun for being able to stand despite being so close to the avatar. They considered him to be a dragon among men. No wonder why the lord had such a high evaluation of him.
‘He knows that I cultivate the silkworm scripture. It looks like Senior Fo Canzi has a lot to do with this, that’s why such an ambitious man chose to acquiesce to a junior.’ Feiyun thought that the situation earlier was extremely dangerous.
If he hadn’t used the Buddhist energy, he might be laying in a puddle of his own blood right now.
‘The problem is still my cultivation. If I can reach Heaven’s Emergence to open the phoenix soul, my cultivation will soar and I’ll be able to escape from even pseudo-saints instead of being passive like this.’
‘This realm is just impossible for half-demons, what a challenge. This is harder than the ninth level. I got lucky with the saint phoenix bone and blood in the vessel, but how to keep on improving? Do I have to refine my own dantian and start a new path?’
Ning Jialin walked over during Feiyun’s rumination and put on a friendly smile: “I didn’t expect Brother Feng to be gifted in cultivation too, not just treasure-seeking. I am lost in admiration.”
He then whispered: “Don’t tell me you have reached the mythical eighth level of Nirvana?”
“You’re too kind, Second Prince. I am just a half-demon, my cultivation can’t reach the apex.” Feiyun didn’t directly answer the question
Because of his success today, many great powers would hold him in high regard. This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. However, if he were to reveal his true cultivation, others might be wary enough to kill him before maturity.
In reality, he had kept his cultivation at the eighth level during both his fight with Bai Yue and Supreme. He didn’t dare to reveal his true strength because the old monsters here might recognize it right away.
This also applied to this crafty prince. It was best to keep some ace cards ready because this person was going to be an enemy in the future.
Ning Jialin thought about it for a second and agreed, no longer being as cautious as before. So what if he was at the eighth level? This was someone who couldn’t become a real master, no need to worry. The reason why Azure Lord liked him was due to his relationship with the Buddhist master.
Ning Jialin naturally wouldn’t show this on his face and still smiled: “No need to underestimate yourself, Brother, your current cultivation is enough to earn the respect of millions.”
The two chatted for a bit and then Jialin left. Others started coming to flatter Feiyun since they considered him to be a new star. Just the matter of King Zhuanlun alone was enough to make him world-renowned.
Young heroes never had a lack of flatterers.
After chatting with them, he turned his sight toward Supreme. He didn’t expect these developments today at all.
Meanwhile, Azure Lord became cautious after seeing Supreme and began cleaning up Sacred Court. Anyone suspected of being a traitor was immediately put down.
Of course, some of them were innocent but this didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. He would rather kill ten thousand innocent men than let one perpetrator go free.
This didn’t end until late at night. Both the current Sacred Lord and Snow Consort were put under the watch of First Heaven. If it wasn’t for the oath banquet tomorrow, both of them might have been executed already.
Thus, there was no chance for Feiyun to ask the lord for a summoning order. This might have been fate playing a trick on the Long.
It seemed that the fate of the nation has run out, meaning that a new ruler was in order.
“Sir Feng, how will you punish the female traitor?” A supervisor of the guard followed Feng Feiyun. He possessed a muscular frame with broad shoulders with an ancient sword tied by the waist.
This was a high-ranking soldier. Someone like this naturally had a strong background but this didn’t matter compared to Heaven Restoration Chamber.
Moreover, the genius in front of him was the star tonight. Even the last-gen cultivators acted respectfully.
They came to the prison of the palace. Many royal members of the Long were imprisoned here, among them were princes and princesses who were subjected to cruel punishment.
This was a secretive location only accessible to those from Heaven Restoration and First Heaven.
Many nobles were being taken to the prison tonight due to the purge. A few of them were old men that have lived for several thousand years, others were far younger. They were all tied up by special ropes meant for cultivators.
Some bellowed and sobbed regarding their innocence. Nonetheless, this didn’t matter at all. They were beaten until they shut up and then led into the cells.
Though Azure Lord has given Feiyun’s jurisdiction over Supreme, she was still the main perpetrator so she was taken here as well.
Her long and slender figure was tied up with ropes and her cultivation was sealed. She walked calmly and still looked beautiful despite her imprisonment.
“Wow, what a woman… just like a fairy…” A prison guard became astounded.
“Boom!” The supervisor slapped and sent him smashing into a wall. His face became swollen and blood poured out of his mouth.
“Asshole, this prisoner belongs to Sir Feng, how dare you run your lowly mouth?” The supervisor kicked him out of the hallway, nearly killing him.
“Supervisor, my mistake… Sir Feng, my mistake…” The guard strugglingly got on his knees and prostrated repeatedly.
“Allow me to punish this blind idiot. Sir Feng, this way.” The supervisor bowed and said, leading the two of them into an iron cell.
He was smart enough to leave and returned to the area with the wounded guard. He crouched down, face to face, with the guard and coldly uttered: “Do you know what you did wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have run my mouth.” The guard smashed his head repeatedly against the floor.
“You should have known what this place is and the prisoners, keep a low profile and pretend to not see anything, fool. Take him outside, death.” The supervisor sneered and glanced at his soldiers.
Two armored men came over and dragged the guard away.
This prison was no different from an iron hell. The prisoners were subjected to inhumane torture. Even proud princes and princesses would turn into lowly slaves after three days.