The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 221: Royal Family Members

Translator: 549690339

The entrance to the Endless Dungeon is at the foot of the mountain shaped like a humanoid head, just like a big mouth opened on the ground, surrounded by dark red scattered rocks.

The terrifying roar comes from that crevice, shaking everyone’s eardrums, buzzing loudly.

“Such a terrifying sound, my heart can’t stop fluttering!”

“What kind of Demon Beast is howling? Why is it so terrifying?”

“Could it be an ancient fierce beast?”

A group of people discussed in whispers, some who were initially passionate about venturing into the Endless Dungeon now felt as if they had been doused with cold water, feeling chilled to the bone.

“Is this the entrance to the Endless Dungeon?” People from the Purple Mist Sect approached, and Fang Lin looked at the narrow crack on the ground with a slight frown on his face.

Being close to it, they could feel the terror of the Endless Dungeon even more distinctly, even from the outside, they could sense the faint smell of blood emanating from inside.

“It is said that a fierce battle took place here once, the Endless Dungeon was divided by one palm of a strong man. Those giant stones scattered around, bathed in too much blood, turned into dark red,” Qing Jianzi mumbled, standing next to Fang Lin.

After hearing what Qing Jianzi said, Fang Lin nodded thoughtfully. His vision was broader than anyone else, and the appearance of the Endless Dungeon indeed seemed to have been caused by a massive battle.

“Won’t any Demon Beast run out of there?” one disciple of the Martial Sect asked nervously.

Yan Ze shook his head and said, “No, the entrance to the Endless Dungeon is enveloped by an array, so the Demon Beast inside can’t escape. And for some reason, the Demon Beasts in the dungeon don’t seem to have any desire to come to the surface, and there has never been a sight of a beast trying to escape.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin was somewhat surprised. It seemed that the secrets of the Endless Dungeon were not few.

At this time, the Daqian royal family and the people of the Li family joined them. The three most powerful forces gathered in one place.

However, the Li Family clearly rejected the Purple Mist Sect and the royal family. Whether they were the powerful followers of the Li Family or those young disciples, all had hostility in their eyes.

This was understandable; the grievance between the Li Family and the royal family was a blood feud, almost irreconcilable.

Moreover, because of some previous disputes between the Purple Mist Sect and the Li family, they are now enemies, with especially bad relations.

“Elder Yan, your sect is said to have a peerless genius named Fang Lin. Is he in the team?” Yang Hongyi asked with a smile, and the disciples of the royal family behind him also shone with curiosity.

Yan Ze smiled and said, “This opportunity to gain experience is rare. Fang Lin is a true disciple of our Purple Mist Sect, so he naturally won’t miss it.”

Then, Yan Ze waved at Fang Lin.

Feeling helpless, Fang Lin thought, ‘What does this old fellow want? Why does he put me under everyone’s scrutiny, doesn’t he fear that I will be persecuted?’

Nevertheless, as Yan Ze had signaled him, Fang Lin had to brace himself and walk forward to Yang Hongyi, bowing in a salute.

“Greetings, Xuan Prince, I’m the younger generation, Fang Lin,” said Fang Lin in a low voice, remaining humble.

Yang Hongyi and the royal disciples looked curiously at Fang Lin, especially those royal disciples, scrutinizing him carefully from head to toe.

“Not bad, no wonder he was accepted as a disciple by Sect Master Han. Indeed, he’s extraordinary. Just standing in front of me, his presence is overpowering,” Yang Hongyi complimented, his eyes showing a look of admiration.

However, Yang Hongyi’s words displeased some of the royal disciples. Was Fang Lin the only extraordinary one? Were the sons of their Daqian royal family all mediocre?

A girl immediately stepped forward arrogantly and said, “Fourth Uncle, I think this Fang Lin is ordinary. It’s just that he’s a bit lucky. If it comes to Pill Refining, he’s not my match.”

Fang Lin glanced at the girl; she was quite pretty, but she was a fool, which was a pity.

Yang Hongyi frowned, pondering if his niece didn’t know how to use her brain; even if she felt aggrieved, there was no need for her to express it so directly, was there?

By saying that, people wouldn’t think highly of her at all, but rather laugh at her in their hearts. Yang Hongyi shook his head secretly. It seemed that these royal disciples were spoiled by their elders, they were just flowers in a greenhouse.

“Qingyao, stop this nonsense at once and step down,” Yang Hongyi reprimanded, not letting his foolish niece to speak further. Heaven knew what kind of joke she would make. As a royal family member, she couldn’t disgrace herself.

However, Yang Qingyao grew even more indignant, glaring at Fang Lin in an intimidating manner, “Hey, your name is Fang Lin, right? Do you dare to compete with me?”

Fang Lin shook his head repeatedly, saying with a laugh, “I dare not, I dare not.”

Yang Qingyao looked at Fang Lin triumphantly, glanced at him disdainfully, and then spoke arrogantly, “You see, this guy is just a pillow with a fancy embroidery. He doesn’t have even a bit of courage to compete with me.”

Everyone was at a loss for words, and a few of the Purple Mist Sect disciples laughed secretly.

The disciples of the royal family had twitching corners of their mouths, wishing they could plug Yang Qingyao’s mouth.

Yang Hongyi couldn’t bear it either and glared fiercely at Yang Qingyao. Only then did she retreat triumphantly, as if she had won a battle.

“Ahem, I heard that the Fourth Prince is also here this time?” To avoid embarrassment, Yan Ze changed the topic.

Yang Hongyi immediately put on a smile, “That’s right, the Emperor asked him to get some experience. This is a great opportunity.”

As he spoke, Yang Hongyi too waved at the back.

Only to see a stout young man with a stern face walk out. He seemed to be in his early twenties, and his stride was strong, exuding a heroic spirit.

“Fourth Brother, come and greet Elder Yan,” Yang Hongyi said, patting the tall young man on the shoulder.

The Fourth Prince showed no expression, and saluted to Yan Ze, “Greetings, Elder Yan.”

After finishing his greeting, he straightened up. His attitude was not exactly good.

However, Yan Ze didn’t mind and laughed, “I’ve long heard that the Fourth Prince is outstanding in martial arts. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved.”

Yang Hongyi laughed heartily, “Elder Yan is too kind. My nephew is not good with words and doesn’t know how to behave. He only knows martial arts. I’m sorry for the awkwardness.”

The Fourth Prince stood on the side, not looking at Fang Lin, but at Qing Jianzi who was standing in front of the people of the Purple Mist Sect.

Fang Lin noticed that the Fourth Prince’s eyes were full of obvious fighting spirit, as if he wanted to compete with Qing Jianzi.

“So much activity, count me in,” suddenly, Li Changhai walked over, with a somewhat sardonic smile on his face. Behind him followed a young man and a woman, their faces were cold and their brows held a coldness.

Both Yan Ze and Yang Hongyi frowned, Yan Ze even snorted and didn’t glance at Li Changhai.