45: No. 1 on the King List

“Chirp!”

In the sky, the Azure Bird’s body had expanded to a hundred zhang, and its aura had also climbed to a Peak.

Boom!

A deep blue lightning bolt, as thick as a water bucket, suddenly struck down, directly hitting the Azure Bird’s enormous body, and countless lightning sparks flew in all directions like fireworks.

Several Saint Realm powerhouses immediately took action, their vast magical power surging, protecting the entire Academy.

Otherwise, the entire Wanxiang Academy would have been ravaged into a mess by the aftershocks of the Lightning Tribulation.

As one Lightning Tribulation after another struck, the power of the Lightning Tribulation continuously increased, large patches of the Azure Bird’s feathers were scorched, and increasingly severe injuries gradually appeared on its body.

Its Cultivation had increased too quickly along the way, and it had almost never experienced any battles, so facing the Lightning Tribulation now put it at an extreme disadvantage.

Li Yuanbao and the others broke into a sweat; the power of this Lightning Tribulation was too terrifying for them, and they feared that even a trace of it would annihilate them.

Wu Ning watched quietly and did not intervene to help it Undergo Tribulation; only when its injuries were severe would he inject a trace of Chaotic Source Fluid into its body.

The Lightning Tribulation continuously damaged its body, but it could not destroy it faster than the Chaotic Source Fluid could repair it.

It just had to endure a bit more hardship, but if it survived, it would also gain considerable benefits.

Lightning Tribulation tempering the body was almost a rare occurrence.

The Saint Tribulation had a total of twenty-seven Lightning Tribulations, each stronger than the last, and they struck for four or five hours.

Finally, the last Lightning Tribulation dissipated.

“Chirp—!”

With a cry, a majestic Saint might instantly permeated the heavens and earth, sweeping in all directions.

It carried an aura of nobility and majesty.

“Phoenix Bloodline?”

The expressions of several Saint powerhouses were astonished.

An ordinary Azure Bird actually Awakened a Phoenix Bloodline? What a joke!

Wu Ning was also a little surprised; he had given this little Azure Bird a Phoenix Blood Grass to eat back then, and it had then gained a trace of Phoenix Bloodline.

But the Phoenix Bloodline it had Awakened now was not as simple as just a trace.

Compared to before its Breakthrough, it was at least tens of thousands of times stronger.

This was not something a Sacred Medicine could achieve; it seemed the Azure Bird itself must have possessed a hidden Phoenix Bloodline.

“Chirp, chirp—!”

The Azure Bird regrew even tougher feathers, it chirped a few times happily, then shrunk its body and flew towards Wu Ning, landing in his palm.

“Master~ It seems like something more is inside my body.”

The Azure Bird said in a clear, crisp voice.

Wu Ning checked it and found no problems; its Bloodline and Realm were both extremely stable.

He tapped the little Azure Bird’s head and asked, “Little Azure, can you transform now?”

“Transform?”

“Master~ How do I transform?”

“…”

Wu Ning was speechless.

You ask me, who do I ask?

Isn’t this something that naturally happens when one reaches a certain Realm?

He heard that some Yao Beasts with powerful Bloodlines in the Northwest Demon Domain could transform at the sixth rank.

Those with slightly weaker Bloodlines might need to reach the seventh or eighth rank.

The worst should be able to at the ninth rank, right?

Of course, he estimated that Yao Beasts with too poor Bloodlines probably couldn't Cultivate to the ninth rank either.

“Never mind, if you can’t, then you can’t; this is fine.”

The little Azure Bird squinted its eyes slightly, enjoying Wu Ning’s petting.

Although it had already reached the ninth rank, its mind was at most equivalent to that of an eight or nine-year-old child.

…

Three days later.

Li Yuanbao found Wu Ning, “Boss, some people from the Academy also want to go to Wuji Palace for the ceremony; should we go with them?”

“No need, let them go first.”

Soon, a Xuan-yellow colossal ancient boat flew out of the Academy, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Wu Ning narrowed his eyes slightly; it was actually a Sacred Artifact ancient boat, very spacious, with many pavilions and towers on it.

It was like a flying small city.

He suddenly felt that he was a bit outdated.

Yao Beast mounts seemed a bit too primitive.

Now, flying Spiritual Artifacts and flying boats were popular.

The probability of signing in for a flying boat directly was too low, so Wu Ning remembered that he still had one hundred million tons of Ancient Starry Gold, and he planned to personally forge a flying boat.

A perfect Emperor-Grade flying boat!

However, forging Emperor-Grade weapons was not easy, so Wu Ning planned to design the model first, then forge a few Sacred Artifact-Grade flying boats for practice.

Before that, he still needed to reference what other people’s flying boats looked like.

A day later, Wu Ning stopped his work.

He prepared to take Li Yuanbao and the other two to Wuji Palace for the “ceremony.”

Wuji Palace was located in Qingling State, bordering the Central Region.

The distance from Eastern Xuan State was equivalent to crossing the entire Eastern Region.

If it were before its Breakthrough, the Azure Bird would probably have to fly for more than half a month, but after breaking through to the ninth rank, it arrived in Qingling State in less than half an hour.

At this moment.

Before the mountain gate of Wuji Palace.

On a huge high platform, Chu Shengkun sat cross-legged, concentrating with closed eyes, emitting a profound and mysterious aura.

In the surrounding sky, numerous palace Spiritual Artifacts or flying boats, numbering in the hundreds, floated, all from the various Holy Land-level forces that had come to observe the ceremony.

“The Wuji Saint seems to be less than a thousand years old, yet he’s already about to Break through to the Saint Realm. As expected of the peerless Prodigy ranked fourth on the sealing king list!”

Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

The sealing king list was a King Realm combat power list.

Of the millions of King Realm cultivators in the entire Eastern Region, there were only one hundred spots.

Although they were all young people around a thousand years old, they could definitely represent the Peak combat power of the King Realm.

Because those stronger and older than them had basically already Broken through to the Saint Realm.

More than half of the Eastern Region’s recognized ten invincible King Realm cultivators were on this list.

The gold content of this ranking was still extremely high.

Buzz, buzz!

Just then, two colossal ancient boats broke through the air, emitting a powerful and oppressive aura.

Each ancient boat was several thousand zhang long, covered with palaces and buildings, with flowers and grass, and many young men and women in luxurious attire on board.

“The people from Xuantian Sword Sect and Yunmeng Mountain are here!”

Everyone’s expressions changed, their gazes filled with awe.

“Brother Wuhen, Saintess.”

On the Wanxiang Academy ancient boat, a refined and handsome young man in a cloud-patterned robe cupped his hands towards the two ancient boats.

He was Liu Feibai, the peerless Prodigy of Wanxiang Academy, ranked third on the sealing king list, even higher than Chu Shengkun.

On the Xuantian Sword Sect ancient boat, a sword-carrying young man looked at him teasingly, “Little Brother Feibai, I didn’t expect you to still dare to come. Chu Shengkun is narrow-minded and always seeks revenge for the smallest grievances; he’s always been unwilling to be suppressed by you. Aren’t you afraid he’ll find trouble with you after his Breakthrough?”

Liu Feibai smiled, “Brother Wuhen, if Saint Chu Breaks through, he’ll seek trouble with you, not me.”

Sword Without Trace was speechless.

He was ranked first on the sealing king list, and that guy Chu Shengkun had definitely been jealous of him for a long time.

On the other side, on Yunmeng Mountain’s ancient boat.

A woman wearing a wide-sleeved purple immortal dress stood in front of a palace, smiling and nodding to Sword Without Trace and Liu Feibai.

Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes like a clear spring, her temperament elegant and noble, ethereal and untouched by worldly affairs, a layer of radiant light seemed to linger around her, as if a goddess had descended.