Chapter 604 - 604: Martial King Essence Pill

"What is that? Such an astonishing Primordial Power fluctuation!"

"Could someone have broken through to the Martial King Realm? No, that's not right. Who would be foolish enough to break through during the first part of the Inner Sect qualification competition?"

"It doesn't seem like a breakthrough. With such pure Primordial Power fluctuations... could a Treasure have appeared?"

Everyone was speculating.

Then, within the Withered Wood Forest, many ninth-level Martial Spirits began rushing in Chu Qingyun's direction. Those who were already close by charged over immediately.

Even some of the Martial King Realm Inner Sect Disciples in the central area of the Withered Wood Forest were tempted.

However, with many Elders from the various sects present, they didn't dare to act rashly.

As for the Elders, after a moment of slight surprise, they didn't have much of a reaction.

Martial Emperor Realm experts have exceptionally keen Spiritual Senses. They could clearly perceive that the fluctuation of Primordial Power was only at the level of the Earth King Realm.

Even if a Treasure had appeared, something of this level wasn't worth them fighting over, let alone snatching it from a group of Martial Spirit Realm Outer Disciples.

"Heh heh, to think there's a Treasure in the Withered Wood Forest. And your Celestial Sword Sect's Outer Disciples haven't discovered it after all these years..."

The Inner Sect Elder from the Talisman Puppet Sect said with a chuckle.

"If a disciple from another sect gets that Treasure, the Celestial Sword Sect will really be at a loss."

"The Primordial Power fluctuation has become so distinct. Someone must have already obtained it. The only question is, which sect's disciple got it?"

"That's hard to say. It all comes down to luck..."

Some of the Elders from the other sects also began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"Hmph, what's so hard to say!"

"My Celestial Sword Sect's disciples are the strongest in this Withered Wood Forest, both in numbers and in strength. No matter who gets it, it will ultimately belong to my Celestial Sword Sect!"

At this, Elder Lei of the Celestial Sword Sect suddenly snorted.

Hearing this, many of the surrounding Earth Emperor Realm Inner Sect Elders couldn't help but frown and shake their heads.

The Celestial Sword Sect did indeed have the most disciples, but the disciples of the other fourteen sects combined certainly outnumbered them.

Besides, which sect didn't have a few talented experts of their own?

Lei Jing's words were truly arrogant and conceited.

Lei Jing naturally noticed the frowning and head-shaking of those around him. 'Hmph, it seems you still refuse to submit to my Celestial Sword Sect…' he thought to himself.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to the Inner Sect Elder from the Talisman Puppet Sect.

However, after a brief hesitation, he shifted his gaze again, this time locking onto Elder Zhu Zhijing of the Saint Extreme Sect.

The Talisman Puppet Sect was, after all, still very powerful, and Lei Jing didn't want a real conflict with them. The other sects, on the other hand, didn't carry enough weight. That's why he set his sights on the Inner Sect Elder from the Saint Extreme Sect.

"Elder Zhu, why do you shake your head? Do you think I'm wrong?"

Lei Jing said, staring at Zhu Zhijing.

Zhu Zhijing was taken aback. He hadn't expected Lei Jing to suddenly single him out. Moreover, Lei Jing's words were filled with a provocative tone.

The Saint Extreme Sect and the Celestial Sword Sect were both among the Three Major Sects of the Northern Domain.

Zhu Zhijing and Lei Jing were also both Inner Sect Elders at the Earth Emperor Realm.

Therefore, for both public and private reasons, Zhu Zhijing could not back down before Lei Jing.

"It's not a matter of right or wrong. I just feel that with a Treasure appearing, all fifteen sects present have a chance," Elder Zhu Zhijing said in a calm tone.

Although he didn't back down, his words still sought to avoid a conflict with Lei Jing.

However, Lei Jing clearly wasn't prepared to let him off the hook.

Lei Jing's deliberate provocation had one purpose: to establish the Celestial Sword Sect's might before all the other sects.

"Hmph. What a joke. All sects have a chance?"

Lei Jing sneered.

"Do you have a chance?"

"Do you have a chance?"

Lei Jing turned, sneering as he asked the Elders from a few of the smaller sects nearby.

Those few men lowered their heads, their faces full of indignation. Their hearts were filled with both anger and helplessness. But there was nothing they could do; the Celestial Sword Sect was far beyond what they could afford to offend.

No one dared to respond. A satisfied look appeared on Lei Jing's face.

He then turned his head, once again fixing his gaze on Zhu Zhijing, and said, "They're not answering, Elder Zhu. Or are you saying you think your Saint Extreme Sect has a chance?"

"My Saint Extreme Sect, of course, has a chance," Zhu Zhijing replied calmly.

Faced with Lei Jing's aggressive posturing, others could retreat, but he could not.

"Haha, good. In that case, how about you and I make a bet?"

Lei Jing stared at Zhu Zhijing for a moment. When he saw that the man had no intention of backing down, he let out a loud laugh.

"A bet? What kind of bet?" Zhu Zhijing asked.

"Let's bet on which sect the Treasure will ultimately fall into the hands of!"

"If the Treasure falls into the hands of a Celestial Sword Sect disciple, you will apologize to this Elder and admit that you were blind and failed to recognize the situation."

"And if the Treasure falls into the hands of a Saint Extreme Sect disciple, then I will apologize to you. How about it?"

After speaking, Lei Jing looked at Zhu Zhijing with a smile.

'You're unwilling to back down, aren't you? Fine. Then I'll show you the consequences of refusing to yield!'

Hearing this, Elder Zhu Zhijing's expression changed slightly. The two Saint Extreme Sect Outer Elders behind him also couldn't help but frown.

Although many had been dissatisfied with Lei Jing's arrogance before, they were also very clear in their hearts that there was a high probability this newly appeared Treasure would ultimately end up in the hands of the Celestial Sword Sect.

Lei Jing had already stated the reason: the Withered Wood Forest was the Celestial Sword Sect's home turf, their Land of Trial. Setting aside the strength of the Outer Disciples for a moment, the Celestial Sword Sect simply had several times more of them than the Saint Extreme Sect.

But at this point, Elder Zhu Zhijing had no way to back out.

If he backed down now, wouldn't his earlier persistence and firmness become a joke?

"Fine. I'll take that bet," Zhu Zhijing said.

At this moment, he had already prepared himself. Even if he lost and had to apologize to Lei Jing, he would rather lose his own face than back down while representing the Saint Extreme Sect.

"Hahaha, prepare to lose!"

Lei Jing laughed heartily.

Because he could guess that with such a distinct and powerful fluctuation of Primordial Power, probably no one in the Withered Wood Forest would be able to resist it.

They would rather delay their own ranking in the trial just to go snatch the Treasure.

Meanwhile, the instant Chu Qingyun broke the seal and the box opened on its own, he sensed that something was wrong.

The wave of energy that rushed out was simply too conspicuous.

This was something Chu Qingyun had never expected. He had made many preparations, guarding against any potential dangers within the box, but he had never imagined this would happen.

Inside the box was a round, milky-white orb the size of an egg.

Astonishing waves of Primordial Power were continuously radiating from it, spreading rapidly in all directions.

"This is… a Martial King's Primordial Pill!"