King of Gods Chapter 1241 - Entering the Spiritual Race

Chapter 1241: Entering the Spiritual Race

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Chapter 1241 – Entering the Spiritual Race
“You know her!?” Elder Yu’s expression contorted in shock as he gave Zhao Feng a doubtful stare.
The Spiritual Race was one of the Ziling Zone’s four five-star factions, and he knew all of the prodigies that were highly valued by this faction. Among them, the Spiritual Race’s Zhao Yufei was extremely outstanding. She was only beneath one and stood above ten thousand, and the Spiritual Race had placed its hopes on her.
Impossible! This kid can’t know Zhao Yufei! Elder Yu mentally rejected this idea.
Zhao Feng had come from the Gulong Zone, and he had a mediocre bloodline. It was impossible to have a relationship with Zhao Yufei of the Ziling Zone. Elder Yu was more liable to believe that Zhao Feng was one of Zhao Yufei’s admirers; he had made her the goddess of his dreams and merely wanted to see her.
“Zhao Yufei… Spiritual Race!” Han Ning’er softly muttered in shock.
She finally learned who the person Zhao Feng wanted to find was, and this person was actually a part of the five-star Spiritual Race. It was no wonder Zhao Feng was so concerned about her that he would cover such vast distances to meet her.
“Is there any way for me to see her or get in touch with her?” Zhao Feng inquired.
Zhao Feng presumed that this Elder Yu would not be able to help him. Zhao Feng was so anxious with his questions because, once Elder Yu said that he could do nothing, Zhao Feng could immediately leave to seek out other methods.
“This…” Elder Yu frowned as he fell silent.
The Spiritual Race was a five-star faction, and the Life Origin Sect was one of its subordinate factions. However, he was just an ordinary elder of the Life Origin Sect. He truly had no way of helping Zhao Feng meet with a prodigy of the Spiritual Race like Zhao Yufei.
If I don’t help this kid, he’ll definitely stick around! Elder Yu pondered.
Han Ning’er was clearly interested in Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng stayed, the two were likely to end up as a couple. After all, the two had traveled together to the Ziling Zone and experienced many things together. Moreover, Han Ning’er had the Eye of Life and was perfect in both looks and character.
“Senior Yu, please help him out,” Han Ning’er softly whispered.
“I can use my connections to get you into the Spiritual Race, but you would just be a worker disciple…” Elder Yu finally said after a long period of thought.
In a faction, worker disciples were handymen and would normally never have a chance to interact with any important individuals.
Above the worker disciples were the periphery disciples. Once one became a periphery disciple, they were truly considered a part of the Spiritual Race faction and were protected by the Spiritual Race. But the Spiritual Race was a five-star faction, so not even someone with Elder Yu’s connections could make a person of ambiguous origins into a periphery disciple of the Spiritual Race.
“Little fellow, I see that you’re extremely strong and talented. Even if you’re a worker disciple, I’m confident that, if you do the job well, it won’t take long for you to be promoted to periphery disciple!” Elder Yu knew that the status of a worker disciple was too low and hurriedly added.
“Worker disciple…” Zhao Feng’s brow creased in thought.
As a worker disciple, he would have no chance to meet Zhao Yufei. However, Elder Yu was right in that, if he performed well as a worker disciple, he would have a chance of becoming a periphery disciple.
“If you’re not willing, you can choose to wait for eighty years. After eighty years, the Spiritual Race will recruit disciples. Someone of your abilities should easily get in,” Elder Yu continued.
Even if he didn’t say this, Zhao Feng would have eventually found out.
To cultivators, eighty years wasn’t very long at all. Some True Gods would spend several centuries in secluded cultivation.
“Young Master Zhao, why don’t you remain here for a while and wait eighty years before going to the Spiritual Race…” Han Ning’er began to persuade Zhao Feng to remain.
A worker disciple was simply too low of a status. No faction would worry about whether such a person lived or died. Zhao Feng was so outstanding that Han Ning’er found the thought of him performing common chores somewhat unbearable.
“I’ll have to trouble Senior Yu. I want to go to the Spiritual Race!” Zhao Feng decided after thinking it over.
Zhao Feng couldn’t wait eighty years. He would also find it difficult to enter the Spiritual Race through other avenues.
Han Ning’er’s gaze instantly dimmed. Zhao Feng didn’t even mind becoming a handyman to enter the Spiritual Race and see Zhao Yufei.
“Okay. Just wait a little while, and I’ll arrange for your journey to the Spiritual Race!” Elder Yu’s brightened in joy.
In his view, Zhao Feng admired Zhao Yufei and was willing to do anything to see her. However, Elder Yu couldn’t care less about that. All he wanted to do was send Zhao Feng away and have Han Ning’er forget about him.
After arranging places to stay for Zhao Feng and Han Ning’er, Elder Yu left.
Upon going to his own room, Zhao Feng entered the Spacetime Robe to cultivate.
Many five-colored chestnut-shaped crystals floated in front of Zhao Feng. Pure Five Elements Intent energy saturated the area around Zhao Feng for him to comprehend.
Zhao Feng had reached Level Four in two of the five elements. Once he raised the other three elements to Level Four, his Five Elements Divine Power would receive a significant boost in power.
After some time, the five-colored crystals lost their light and became ordinary crystals.
Swish!
Zhao Feng took out three fruits. These fruits contained Intent energy and could help Zhao Feng increase his Intent and refine his soul.
The techniques Zhao Feng cultivated made him particularly powerful in various aspects, but Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent was still at the level of a Rank Three True God, and he found it difficult to advance any further. This caused the power of some of his eye-bloodline techniques to fall behind.
But once Zhao Feng broke into the True God level, his Soul Intent would advance to the strength of whichever rank he managed to reach.
One day, Zhao Feng met with Han Ning’er.
Zhao Feng would soon leave the Life Origin Sect for the Spiritual Race. Through all the joys and sorrows they had experienced on their journey to the Ziling Zone, the two had long ago formed a friendship that could not be described with words, so Zhao Feng found himself somewhat unwilling to leave.
“What kind of person is she to you? Is she worth all that you do for her?” Han Ning’er curiously asked.
“I promised her that I would find her!” Zhao Feng finally replied after a long time. Zhao Feng really didn’t know how to answer Han Ning’er’s first question.
“I hope that you meet her soon!” Han Ning’er smiled as she wished him well.
Zhao Feng nodded and accompanied Han Ning’er in a stroll around the Life Origin Sect.
The Life Origin Sect was a peak four-star faction of the Ziling Zone, and given that doctors held power in this faction, its status was even more unique. If not for his concern over Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng wouldn’t have minded staying in this faction to cultivate and slowly advance.
Several days later, Elder Yu came to find Zhao Feng.
“You can set off now.” Elder Yu warmly smiled.
After bidding farewell to Han Ning’er, Zhao Feng was accompanied by an elder of the Life Origin Sect to begin his journey to the Spiritual Race.
As Zhao Feng took his leave of the Life Origin Sect, an azure-clothed man stood near the Life Origin Sect, his face the color of white jade and his bearing graceful and elegant.
This man was Zhao Feng’s clone, Zhao Hui. Zhao Feng planned to have Zhao Hui stay in the Life Origin Sect to cultivate the Medicine Dao.
Zhao Feng also felt that there was something off about Elder Yu. Han Ning’er possessed the Eye of Life, but the Life Origin Sect had shown little reaction to Han Ning’er’s arrival. From this, one could see that Elder Yu had not reported this matter to his superiors. Thus, Zhao Feng decided to leave Zhao Hui here to mix into the Life Origin Sect when it began to recruit disciples.
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As one of the four five-star factions of the Ziling Zone, the Spiritual Race controlled one-fourth of the Ziling Zone. It naturally could not be located on the outer edge of the Ziling Zone. Fortunately, Zhao Feng had an elder of the Life Origin Sect with him, so he could travel along the teleportation arrays of four-and-a-half-star and peak four-star factions.
A little more than half a year later, Zhao Feng arrived at the Spiritual Race.
He was greeted by the sight of enormous multi-colored mountains of crystal. These crystal mountains were home to lush plant life and blue waters, and the song of birds and the aroma of flowers filled the air. This was a crystalline fairyland.
“What thick worldly Yuan Qi!”
Even before he entered the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng sensed through his left eye that the Spiritual Race was awash with thick Yuan Qi. He conjectured that a high-quality God Crystal vein was beneath the territory of the Spiritual Race!
Of course, the area directly above this God Crystal vein was certain to be a core area of the Spiritual Race that only the core disciples and upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race could enjoy.
After going through a series of questions, Zhao Feng smoothly arrived at the Spiritual Race. After receiving the various objects a worker disciple should possess, Zhao Feng became a worker disciple of the five-star Spiritual Race.
“In the Spiritual Race, you’ll be fine as long as you don’t offend a core disciple…” the elder of the Life Origin Sect advised Zhao Feng before leaving.
If Zhao Feng inadvertently offended a core disciple, the one who recommended him would suffer a major disaster.
The outer edge of the Spiritual Race, Celestial River Valley Region:
Zhao Feng, wearing the uniform of a worker disciple, came to a crystalline palace.
“I am a recently-arrived worker disciple, Zhao Feng. Attendant Liu, please assign me a task,” Zhao Feng flatly said.
Besides work, worker disciples could only work.
“Go to the spirit herb area to the northwest and tend to the spirit herbs of the fourth plot!” After a long while, a voice issued from the palace.
Zhao Feng received the proper tools, including a basic map of the Spiritual Race’s outer edge.
Zhao Feng quickly arrived at the fourth plot of land in the spirit herb area. The herbs grown here were all for people at the Mystic Light Realm to use.
“Eh? This kid is new.”
Zhao Feng’s arrival attracted the notice of the other worker disciples of the spirit herb area. Quite a few disciples shook their heads and sighed as they shot pitying glances at Zhao Feng.
At this moment, a bushy-browed man strode over to Zhao Feng from the first spirit herb plot.
“Heh, Peng Zhuo’s come out.”
“Who told him to be a newcomer? Besides, Peng Zhuo’s methods aren’t that rough.”
The nearby worker disciples chatted among themselves as they watched.
“Kid, you’re a newcomer, right? In the future, I’ll leave my work here to you!” Peng Zhuo went up to Zhao Feng, his large and muscular body two heads taller than Zhao Feng’s.
“Will Attendant Liu not say anything if I help you?” Zhao Feng curiously asked.
“Haha, it’s fine as long as the task is completed. His old self won’t care who completed it!” Peng Zhuo heartily laughed as he confidently stared down Zhao Feng.
“Oh, so it was okay to find other people to finish my tasks!” Zhao Feng nodded. “I leave this plot to you. Tend to it for me.”
With these words, Zhao Feng began to head to a nearby hut. This hut was where the worker disciples stayed.
“Kid, what did you say just now?” Peng Zhuo’s face twisted in rage as he barked. His body began to exude a ruthless aura.
Newcomers truly were newcomers. They had no idea how high the heavens were. He would have to teach him to submit.
“It’s over. This newcomer has no idea how powerful Peng Zhuo is and dared to butt heads with him!”
“Hah, he’ll learn to be obedient after this lesson!”
The nearby worker disciples prepared themselves to watch a good show.