Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4074: An Imperial Dao Stone

True Self Tier!

Even if these people were all prodigies of the present generation, and even if there was no shortage of heirs of the Imperial Clans, there was still a gap of a major tier between their cultivation levels, so everyone frowned.

Even for them, against a Yin soul of this level, it was still possible that they would be killed.

The main reason was because Yin souls were too unique. They did not have a physical body, and were not injured by mystical power. They could only be attacked through high-level energy. This would undoubtedly erase a lot of their advantage, and make it so that they were not much stronger than ordinary prodigies.

The heirs of the Imperial Clans all carefully charged forwards to battle, but very soon, they all retreated, their expressions filled with fear.

The Yin soul was too terrifying, wanting to invade their minds and seize their bodies.

There was a gap between their cultivation levels, especially in terms of the strength of their souls. They indeed couldn’t withstand it.

What could they do? That was an Imperial Dao Stone!

“Blood-Patterned Dao Stone, this is a Blood-Patterned Dao Stone, one of the highest grade Dao Stones!” Someone’s eyes lit up, wanting nothing more than to rush forwards to snatch it, yet forcibly stopped himself.

Of course, the Dao Stone that the Great Emperor had refined was naturally top-notch.

Everyone knew how precious this stone was, but with three True Self Tier Yin souls keeping watch, how could they take it?

Could it be that they had to wait for those higher ups to come out of the blood-coloured palace?

However, in this way, this Blood-Patterned Dao Stone would be theirs. This was an Imperial Dao Stone, and even Saints would be tempted.

Everyone was scratching their heads. All of them were anxious, not wanting to give up, but also feeling helpless.

“Brother Ling, aren’t you going to give it a try?” Chi Menghan suddenly said to Ling Han. Yi, what do you mean?

“Haha!” Before Ling Han could even answer, someone laughed loudly, and said, “Him? He’s merely in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier, so Fairy Chi’s expectations of him are a bit too high, aren’t they?”

Ling Han looked at that person and said, “What business is it of yours whether I can or not?” If you want to mock me, then why should I be reserved?

A furious expression instantly appeared on that person’s face, “What an arrogant lowly commoner, you actually dare to be rude to the Imperial Clan!”

His name was Liu Yiming, and he was a member of the Seven Luminaries Imperial Clan. Although he wasn’t the Imperial Son, his status wasn’t low either. He could just barely be considered a reserve Imperial Son, or Pseudo-Imperial Son and so on. His natural talent and aptitude weren’t inferior either.

Just how high and noble was the Imperial Clan? To say nothing of the Imperial Son, even if it was only a Pseudo-Imperial Son, they would still be very arrogant as they travelled the world. Just from the fact that he directly called Ling Han a lowly commoner, it was clear how high an opinion of himself he had.

He was extremely interested in Chi Menghan, and he continued to curry Chi Menghan’s favor along the way, looking for all kinds of topics to talk about. However, Chi Menghan was cold and cheerless. He was clearly very polite, yet she still kept him at a distance.

So be it if this was all. Now that Chi Menghan had taken the initiative to speak to Ling Han, he couldn’t tolerate it any longer.

What right did he have?

‘I come from the Imperial Clan, yet I’m actually no match for a lowly commoner like you?’ -In the eyes of the Imperial Clans, even if they had come from a Holy Land, they were still lowly commoners. If they wanted to take them seriously, they would have to be at least Sect Master-level, and Venerate Tiers could be treated with respect, and in the case of Saints, even the Imperial Clans would view them as esteemed guests.

But Ling Han? He was nothing.

Ling Han ignored him completely. Instead, he looked at Chi Menghan, and asked, “Fairy Chi, why do you think I can do it?”

“How would you know if you don’t try?” Chi Menghan asked calmly.

Seeing that Ling Han was ignoring him completely, Liu Yiming was naturally even more furious. He glared fiercely at Ling Han, but when he thought that he couldn’t lose his demeanor in front of Chi Menghan, he forcefully suppressed his anger, and said in a disdainful tone, “I’ll make a bet with you. You definitely won’t succeed!”

Everyone was watching the excitement from the sidelines. They had nothing to do anyway, so they were not in a rush at all.

Bet?

Ling Han immediately came to his senses, and asked, “All right, what do we bet?”

Liu Yiming was startled. He said it was a bet, but in truth, he was only emphasizing it. He did not really want to make a bet with Ling Han. He scoffed, “A mere lowly commoner, you think you are worthy of making a bet with me?”

Ling Han was angered. This guy kept calling him a lowly commoner, which made him extremely displeased.

He took out ten Great Herbs and asked, “Can’t afford the stakes?”

Previously, he and the large black dog had worked together to trick people, and obtained a considerable number of Great Herbs. Naturally, they could not possibly consume all of them, and there were some left behind.

Ten Great Herbs were laid out, all of them exuding a soft lustre, causing one to feel intoxicated with a single sniff, which was incredibly comfortable.

Even Liu Yiming was startled. He had not thought that Ling Han would be so rich and

imposing.

However, wasn’t this just delivering money to him?

You, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier, want to snatch the Blood- Patterned Dao Stone from the hands of three True Self Tier Yin souls? Hehe, isn’t that just a

fantasy?

He was definitely going to win.

“All right!” He also touched his Spatial Spirit Tool, but immediately looked awkward, because he only took out two Great Herbs, Great Herb.

As a dignified Pseudo-Imperial Son, his wealth was actually inferior to a lowly commoner. This made Liu Yiming feel incredibly awkward.

He immediately used his divine sense to transmit a message to the other Imperial Clan elites, asking them to lend him some treasures, and promised that he would repay them with double

the amount.

Those members of Imperial Clans were all tempted, because no matter how they looked at it, Ling Han was definitely going to lose, so they could take this chance to earn some profit.

Thus, Liu Yiming soon gathered ten Great Herbs.

“Fairy Chi, come and act as notary, and safeguard the stakes.” Ling Han turned around, and handed the ten Great Herbs over to Chi Menghan.

“All right.” Chi Menghan nodded.

Liu Yiming naturally believed Chi Menghan’s character as well. She was an Imperial Daughter,

so how could she possibly embezzle money in public?

Thus, the 20 Great Herbs all fell into Chi Menghan’s hands.

“Peasant, begin!” Liu Yiming said coldly, “I advise you to take a few more breaths, because it

is very possible that you will die immediately.”

Ling Han didn’t say anything. Later, he would let him know what it meant to be slapped in the

face.

Shi Yongming was also filled with anticipation. He couldn’t defeat Ling Han, yet he also hated Ling Han to the core. This was an extremely good opportunity. If Ling Han’s mind was invaded by the Yin soul, then this heaven-defying freak would disappear forever.

Die, die quickly.

“What is it, lowly commoner? Afraid now?” Seeing that Ling Han had not walked forwards for

a long time, Liu Yiming began to mock him.

Ling Han turned around and said, “Let’s make another bet. If I win, you’ll kneel on the ground and slap yourself three times, saying that your mouth stinks like a cesspit.”

Liu Yiming flew into a thunderous rage. How dare this lowly commoner! “Fine, I’ll oblige you!” he said balefully. “If you’re lucky enough not to die, I’ll personally

tear you into pieces!”

Ling Han laughed loudly, and strode forwards, greeting those three Yin souls.

In this place, the yin souls’ behavior was very strange. The yin souls that he had previously

seen actually possessed Battle Armor, and these three yin souls seemed to be guarding the Blood Patterned Dao Stone. It could be said to be completely different from the yin souls that

he had learned about.

What was so strange about this?

As he thought, he was also getting very close to those three Yin souls. Instantly, the three yin souls all released sharp cries, which then blasted towards Ling Han.

Ling Han smiled faintly. He had even killed Spiritual Transformation Tier Yin souls in the Netherworld, okay? In terms of soul strength, what did he need to be afraid of?

A divine sense-level screech assaulted him, yet Ling Han was completely unmoved. His divine

sense was as sturdy as metal.

Hehe, you guys are still a little lacking.

Ling Han’s fists shook, and the Destructive Energy wrapped around him.