“Alas...”
Watching Chen Feng in this state, Ling Qinghai couldn’t help but sigh.
Chen Feng was an absolute genius, around twenty years old, and had opened twenty-one Dragon Veins, even becoming a Low-Grade Alchemist during the Dragon Vein Realm.
Among these two achievements, neither could be matched by others.
But in front of Su Han, everything about Chen Feng seemed dull and unimpressive.
It seemed that no matter how many Dragon Veins Chen Feng opened, Su Han could always outdo him by one. Even Ling Qinghai felt that Su Han was still holding back, as if, should Chen Feng display more Dragon Veins, Su Han could continue to outburst even more.
But compared to Su Han, Chen Feng once again seemed like nothing special.
Half a minute, High-Grade Pills, ten pieces...
Not just Chen Feng, even the Silver Level Alchemist Master Rong couldn’t achieve this.
Ling Qinghai simply couldn’t believe it, Su Han was a freak, a complete freak!
“Chen Feng, you don’t need to compare with Su Han. With your talent, you are already far above countless others in the Dragon Martial Continent,” Ling Qinghai counseled.
“No... No!!” Chen Feng seemed to go crazy, his eyes fiercely fixated on Su Han, his teeth nearly shattered from clenching.
Chen Feng seemed to go crazy, his eyes fiercely fixated on Su Han, his teeth nearly shattered from clenching.
“Chen Feng!” “But...” Immediately, two people stepped forward, took hold of Chen Feng, and carried him off into the distance.
“But...” Immediately, two people stepped forward, took hold of Chen Feng, and carried him off into the distance.
Immediately, two people stepped forward, took hold of Chen Feng, and carried him off into the distance.
“Don’t forget your bet,” Su Han called out to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng said, “After I come out from the Mad Demon Hall, you will be the first one I kill!”
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Su Han’s eyes.
“Alright.” The others sighed, but they weren’t disappointed, because they had anticipated this outcome beforehand.
The others sighed, but they weren’t disappointed, because they had anticipated this outcome beforehand.
“Those who are qualified to enter the Cold Cloud Sect will be notified shortly; everyone else, may return.”
Clearly, Elder Ling Qinghai really did not want to let go of a freak talent like Su Han.
However, Su Han still shook his head and refused.
Not only did he refuse, he also set his sights on Yang Lin.
“I’m giving you another chance, become my disciple, take me as your master.”
If it were his past life, Su Han would not have spoken to Yang Lin a second time after his initial refusal.
He was interested in Yang Lin not because of how many Dragon Veins Yang Lin had opened, but because of his magic talent.
Su Han could easily sense that around Yang Lin’s body, numerous magic elements were hovering, seemingly wanting to merge into his body.
This was the main reason Su Han was interested in Yang Lin.
Magic was a method of cultivation in high-level stars; when cultivated to the extremity, it was world-annihilating and omnipotent.
Anyone who cultivated magic was known as — a Mage.
There were thousands of people on the field, but Su Han had only sensed magic elements on a few of them, and Yang Lin was the strongest, which was why Su Han was intent on winning him over.
However, just like Su Han’s refusal of Elder Ling Qinghai, Yang Lin still refused Su Han.
“I acknowledge your enormous talent, but after all, you are only in the Dragon Vein Realm. Perhaps in the future when you’ve grown much stronger, surpassing me by a lot, I will consider becoming your disciple,” Yang Lin said.
A Dragon Vein Realm, taking another from the Dragon Vein Realm as master?
Clearly, Yang Lin felt that this was shameful, which was evident from his words.
“Wait until I’ve grown stronger?”
Su Han laughed, “There are far too many people who want to become my disciples. Remember the next words I say.”
“Go ahead,” Yang Lin said, crossing his arms and seemingly very interested.
Everyone else also pricked up their ears to listen.
“One day, the God-Slaying Pavilion will stand at the peak of the Dragon Martial Continent, and at that time, you will become an ant in the eyes of the God-Slaying Pavilion. Whether you are my disciple will no longer matter. What matters is... you will never have the chance to join the God-Slaying Pavilion again.”

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