Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4306: Leaving in Anger



"Brother, it's him!" Zhang Wei had been stretching out his head to look around, and soon discovered Ling Han. Immediately, he stretched out a finger and pointed in his direction.

Yi, how did he come in so quickly?

Ling Han felt that this was a little strange. Previously, Zhang Wei had been beaten to the ground. Even if his aptitude had passed the test, there was no way he could have found help so quickly.

Unless, of course, he did not take the test, but rather directly ran off to find help.

His older brother, Zhang Jia, was the follower of an Imperial Son.

Ling Han looked over. There were three other people beside Zhang Wei, and one of them looked a little like Zhang Wei, though he looked slightly older.

This was probably Zhang Jia.

As expected, that person strode out, and only stopped when he arrived in front of Ling Han. However, he did not immediately make a move. Instead, he showed a smile, and said, "This Junior Brother, how should I address you?"

Ling Han shook his head, "You are not yet qualified to call me Junior Brother!"

Zhang Jia couldn't help but look furious.

He was not qualified?

He himself was a prodigy. Otherwise, he would not have been accepted into the Ancestral King Academy. Furthermore, he was now riding on the coattail of an Imperial Son. Even a great many people with natural talent and higher status than him would have to treat him with respect.

'I'm only being polite before resorting to force, yet you're rubbing my nose in it?'

"Hehe, what an arrogant mad man!" The other two young men also walked over, smirking coldly.

"Brother Zhang, there's no need to be polite with this kind of person. Just beat him into submission."

Zhang Jia nodded, pointed at Ling Han's nose, and said, "I gave you face, but you refused. Then you can only suffer the consequences of your own actions."

Ling Han chuckled and said, "There's one thing that you and your brother are very similar in. You both like to point at others, and I hate this the most."

"So what?" Zhang Jia asked proudly.

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Ling Han moved, and slapped Zhang Jia onto the ground.

At this, the world fell silent. Zhang Jia directly fainted. F***!

This scene caused the other two young men to be dumbfounded. What was going on? That was Zhang Jia.

The three of them were Niu Tengfei's followers, so their cultivation level and strength were equal. Thus, Zhang Jia was sent flying with a single palm strike. If the two of them went up to fight, they would definitely be delivering themselves up to die.

"Scram," Ling Han said calmly.

He couldn't even be bothered to look at this kind of minor character.

"Let's go." The other two followers hurriedly turned around and left, while Zhang Wei carried Zhang Jia on his back and ran away dejectedly.

This scene was witnessed by a great many people, and they were all excited.

"Hiss, this newcomer is very awesome, isn't he? He even dares to trifle with an Imperial Son's people."

"Hehe, he can only act arrogant for a while now. When the Imperial Son of the Niu Clan arrives later, he would probably have to lower his head and apologize."

"You guys have guessed wrongly do you guys know who he is?"

"Who is it?"

"Ling Han, the Imperial Son Killer!"

"What!"

Ling Han was so famous, so there were definitely people who recognized him. When they revealed his identity, it immediately caused a great many people to be stunned.

Who did not know of Ling Han's name?

It was rumored that quite a few Imperial Sons had died by his hand. Previously, he had even caused the five great Imperial Clans to join forces, and go to the Nine Suns Holy Land to seek him out. However, they had not thought that Nine Mountains would become a Saint, and furthermore, had hold of the Imperial Weapon, and directly rebuked the five great Imperial Clans.

However, in the last dozen or so years, there had been no more news of Ling Han. At first, it was thought that because he was wary of the Imperial Clans, he had disappeared without a trace. They had not thought that he would appear again now, and directly clash with an Imperial Clan.

The Imperial Son Killer truly lived up to his reputation of specializing in provoking Imperial

Sons.

Everyone quietly waited to watch the excitement.

After a while, Zhang Wei, Zhang Jia and the others came again, and this time, there was also an extraordinary-looking young man. His whole body was covered with a warm light.

Imperial Son, Niu Tengfei.

This Imperial Son very quickly focused his gaze on Ling Han. A look of realization appeared on his face, and he said, "I was wondering who would be so outrageously bold to not even give me face. So it is Ling Han."

What!

When Zhang Wei and the others heard this, their hearts clenched.

They had naturally heard of Ling Han's great name. That was truly a lawless person. It was said that he had even killed the Imperial Son, yet he was still alive and well. This was proof enough of his abilities.

And now, they had actually come into conflict with this kind of Demon King. Wasn't that just courting death?

"Brat, don't speak so sarcastically. Do you dare battle me?" The large black dog immediately jumped out.

A look of fury appeared on Niu Tengfei's face. As he saw it, Ling Han had the Nine Mountains Saint standing behind him, so he could just barely be considered an Imperial Son, and was qualified to be his equal. However, how could a demonic dog be qualified to strut around in

front of him?

"Ling Han, control the creatures around you, so that they will not seek their own suffering!"

he said balefully.

Ling Han smiled and said, "Now that they've entered the academy, we're all classmates. Since you look down on your classmates so much, shouldn't I report this to the leaders of the

academy?"

'F*ck you!'

Niu Tengfei took a few deep breaths, but forcefully suppressed his anger.

He was a third generation Imperial Son, and everyone knew that Ling Han was already capable of beating up a third generation Imperial Son. Only the Silver Generation could stand against

him.

Thus, if he were to forcefully use force now, that would only be seeking his own humiliation.

The Ancestral King Academy didn't punish disciples for sparring with each other, as long as they didn't cripple or cause death. Thus, if he took the initiative to provoke Ling Han and was beaten up for it, he could only swallow this bitter pill.

"Good! Good! Good!" Niu Tengfei said hatefully, "Since you're here, then enjoy yourself!"

He couldn't defeat Ling Han, but wasn't there still the Silver Generation? If the Silver Generation couldn't defeat Ling Han, there was still the Golden Generation!

Because he himself had come from the Imperial Clan, he knew better than anyone else just

how terrifying the Golden Generation was. That kind of crushing pressure was enough to drive

anyone to despair.

Ling Han was already the public enemy of the Imperial Clans. Thus, as long as they knew that Ling Han had come, he was sure that there would be a great many powerful Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters that would make a move, and teach this mad man a harsh lesson.

Niu Tengfei had come aggressively, yet ran away with his tail between his legs, greatly disappointing those who wanted to watch the excitement.

Seriously, they had anticipated for so long for nothing; they actually did not fight.

After this small interlude, everything was peaceful again.

Ling Han found out that the Ancestral King Academy had a very special set of rules.

Usually, if you had any questions on cultivation, you could completely ask for guidance from the teachers of the academy. If a Sect Master could not answer, a Venerate Tier would come out. If a Venerate Tier could not answer, then even a Saint would come out.

However, as for cultivation resources, one would have to fight for them himself.

Every month, the academy would hold a martial arts competition to decide the top ten of each cultivation level, and only these top ten would be able to obtain cultivation resources, a huge amount at that.

-The Ancestral King Academy wasn't a charity to help everyone grow together. Wrong, elites would become stronger here, while the rest would only become weaker.

Because what was nurtured here was the future Ancestral King. At the very least, they would

be competitors on the Imperial Path. Without such natural talent and abilities, what value

would there be to nurture them?

Thus, everyone here was working hard on cultivation.

Only 10 people at each cultivation level could receive cultivation resources. This meant that

many Imperial Sons would be empty-handed at the end, which showed how fierce the

competition was.

Yet Ling Han was very expectant. When would the next tournament begin?