Chapter 534 - 534 534 Mo Lingers Shock

Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Mo Ling’er’s Shock Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Mo Ling’er’s Shock The merciless methods made everyone feel afraid.

With every question Feng Wuchen asked, those who could not give an answer were certain to die.

Feng Wuchen asked them one by one with great patience, but all who failed to answer had to die.

After more than ten minutes, six people had been killed.

“Now it’s your turn to tell me,” Feng Wuchen looked at a Fifth Grade Alchemist and said, “As a Fifth Grade Alchemist, you should have better judgment. Tell me, where did you see that we do not qualify?”

“Reporting… to the Alchemy Emperor, I said… I said…” That Fifth Grade Alchemist was terribly frightened, shivering all over, gasping for breath.

“Take your time, no need to rush, I have a lot of time,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

“This lowly one should not have looked down upon others with ‘dog eyes.’ Only Alchemists and certain strong individuals with status are qualified to go up to the fifth floor of Fairy Sea Tower. This lowly one saw that the Alchemy Emperor is young and not an Alchemist, so I thought…” the Fifth Grade Alchemist replied in terror.

“I see,” Feng Wuchen nodded.

However, Feng Wuchen did not make a move, and the Alchemist could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, narrowly escaping the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

“Hmph! You know about ‘dog’s eyes looking down on people,’ thinking you’re something special as a Fifth Grade Alchemist,” Liu Qingyang said with disdain on his face.

The Alchemist answered in terror, “This lowly one knows his mistake, should not have looked down upon others with ‘dog eyes,’ I hope the Alchemy Emperor can pardon me!”

With a mocking gaze, Liu Qingyang asked coldly with a sneer, “Who was it that said we came here to cause trouble and run wild? Would someone care to tell?”

With every question they were asked, it was their most fearful moment. Failing to answer meant death.

“You, tell me!” Feng Wuchen pointed to a Fourth Rank Alchemist.

Seeing the hand that Feng Wuchen pointed, that Alchemist was so scared he knelt down and begged for mercy, “Alchemy Emperor, spare my life! I never said those words, I really didn’t, I could swear, I didn’t say anything at that time, I hope the Alchemy Emperor can discern the truth.”

“Alright! Then you tell me, I remember you were the first to speak,” Feng Wuchen quickly turned to another Alchemist.

“Alchemy Emperor, spare my life, this lowly one thought you had sneaked in and did not know of the Alchemy Emperor’s identity, so I was disrespectful,” the Alchemist knelt down in fear.

“Sneaked in? Are you implying that the people in charge of the Alchemy Conference are blind?” Feng Wuchen asked coldly, his tone several degrees colder.

“This lowly one didn’t mean that!” the Alchemist shook his head in panic and then addressed Tianxianzi, “Senior Tianxianzi, we would never dare question the intentions of the Alchemy Conference’s organizers.”

“Boom!”

“Ah!”

Without any hesitation, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the Alchemist suddenly burst into terrifying flames, screaming in horror, and was ultimately burned alive, reduced to ashes.

Anyone would find it hard to suppress the fear in their hearts as they watched the Alchemist burn to death by the fire poison.

As time went on, Feng Wuchen questioned them, one by one. Except for a few Alchemists, the rest, whether they answered or not, were killed.

Throughout the ordeal, Tianxianzi, Zhuge Liancheng, and the others did not utter a word, acting as mere spectators.

Feng Wuchen truly showed everyone present his brutal means.

“Now everyone should understand, my patience is limited. These people have insulted repeatedly with malicious words, and I killed them. Does anyone have an objection?” Feng Wuchen asked calmly.

Who would dare to object? Were they tired of living?

Even if Feng Wuchen was the one to provoke and insult those Alchemists and then kill them, nobody present dared to raise an objection.

After a series of questions, everyone finally understood that it wasn’t Feng Wuchen and his friends acting wildly, but rather the alchemists who thought highly of themselves and looked down on others.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen and his group were young, they spoke offensively, attempting to boost their own presence.

“Han Kun, clean up this mess,” Feng Wuchen said.

“Yes! Hall Master!” Han Kun nodded respectfully.

Han Kun’s response sent another shock through the crowd!

Han Kun had actually referred to Feng Wuchen as Hall Master!

Han Kun was reputed to be the strongest Sixth-Grade Alchemist in the Wuji Domain, most likely to break through to Seventh-Grade. His status was enough to stand on equal footing with Seventh-Grade Alchemists!

Such a powerful alchemist was under Feng Wuchen!

At this moment, everyone felt as if Tiandu had turned upside down.

First it was Tianxianzi and Zhang Wufeng treating him with extreme respect, and now Han Kun; all this felt like an illusion, too hard for them to accept.

“This problem has been resolved! Now on to the next,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

Tianxianzi and others kept silent. Even a fool could see Feng Wuchen’s terror; even Tianxianzi and Zhang Wufeng had to bow their heads.

Feng Wuchen’s gaze turned towards Elder Wang, whose fire poison had subsided, but who was now weak and full of fear.

“Elder Wang, do you know why I didn’t kill you?” Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

Elder Wang shook his head in fear, looking at Feng Wuchen as if he were a monster.

“You acted to preserve the order of the alchemy conference, and that’s right. But your mistake was being blind, lacking conviction! Do you not know what kind of trash these people are?” Feng Wuchen asked chillingly.

“Yes, yes, yes! The Alchemy Emperor’s lesson is well taken. I know my wrongs,” Elder Wang said in terror.

“Considering it’s your first offense, I’ll let it pass, but you no longer have the right to stay here,” Feng Wuchen said coldly. “Feng Yun, show him out.”

“Thank you, Alchemy Emperor, for sparing my life!” Elder Wang kowtowed his thanks, feeling completely relieved.

Even though he had lost his standing, being alive was fortunate enough for Elder Wang.

“Yes! Master!” Nie Fengyun, the Second Elder of the Fairy Sea Tower Auction, said respectfully.

Nie Fengyun’s address shocked the crowd again, leaving them stupefied.

Nie Fengyun was a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, the Second Elder of Fairy Sea Tower Auction, with a similarly terrifying status. But no one expected him to be Feng Wuchen’s disciple!

The curiosity in everyone’s hearts grew even stronger.

Who exactly was Feng Wuchen? With Han Kun as his subordinate and Nie Fengyun as his disciple!

Zhuge Liancheng and Mo Ling’er were struck dumb, their bodies stiff as stone.

“How could he… how could he have such a terrifying identity?” Zhuge Liancheng said with a face full of fear and disbelief, regretting sending people to trouble Feng Wuchen when he reflected on it.

“This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Mo Ling’er shook her head in stupor, refusing to believe that Feng Wuchen held such a terrifying position.

Though they didn’t know Feng Wuchen’s exact identity, it was clear to everyone that his status was extremely terrifying, far above that of the Zhuge family.

Noticing Mo Ling’er’s expression, Liu Qingyang said with a faint sneer, “Mo Ling’er, I told you that you’d regret it. Who told you that just being the Grand Commander of the Yanhuo Empire disqualifies someone? You are too arrogant, undervaluing Feng Wuchen, thinking that with the support of the Zhuge family, you could tread him underfoot? Feng Wuchen’s current achievements are even more terrifying than you can imagine. You could never surpass him in your lifetime.”