Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng looked at Rong Anyi and said indifferently, "Kneel down and kowtow. Apologize to Master Luo."    

"Ridiculous. Are you dreaming?"    

Rong Anyi roared. He still felt that Ye Feng had cheated to defeat him. Or rather, he was unwilling to accept the fact that he was inferior to Ye Feng.    

"The flame you controlled was not even on the Pill Fire Ranking. What right do you have to refine a top-grade Inferno Pill?"    

Rong Anyi said with his neck stiffened.    

"So what if it is not on the Pill Fire Ranking? There are many special flames in the world. If you say so, then show me your ignorance."    

Ye Feng laughed in disdain. The Chilling Sun Flame appeared in his hand. "You doubt my flame? Let me tell you, this is a flame I obtained through my own cultivation!"    

As his voice fell, the Chilling Sun Flame around Ye Feng's body ignited. He activated the Chilling Sun Body and a violent pressure spread out.    

Rong Anyi felt it the most clearly. There was a fire in his body. At this moment, when the fire felt the power of the Chilling Sun Flame, it curled up as if it was afraid.    

"Self-cultivating to form a special physique and obtaining a powerful Pill Fire? This little brother is actually so extraordinary?!"    

"Oh my god, this is a genius that is rarely seen in ten thousand years!"    

"Not only is he a genius in the Dao of Alchemy, but he is also a genius in cultivation. This little brother is extraordinary!"    

The surrounding crowd exclaimed. They knew very well how valuable it was to have a special physique through one's own cultivation. Since ancient times, there were not many people who could do this.    

"Good, good, that's great!"    

Master Luo clapped his hands excitedly. He was extremely happy about Ye Feng's talent and potential.    

"What else do you have to say? You lost, so you should admit it and abide by the bet!"    

Ye Feng looked at Rong Anyi seriously.    

Rong Anyi's expression froze, and in the next moment, his face turned sinister. "No, you are daydreaming. You want me to kneel down and apologize to the natives of the Nanling County? That's impossible!"    

"My master is Zhu Fei, a dignified alchemist grandmaster. As his direct disciple, you have the right and the courage to accept my kowtow!"    

Rong Anyi shouted in a flustered manner. He knew that he had indeed lost, but he was shameless and unwilling to kowtow and apologize.    

The onlookers all revealed expressions of disdain towards Rong Anyi's behavior. This noble and noble person from the Blue Green County, Grandmaster Zhu Fei's direct disciple, his character was so low that it made people laugh.    

"Little brother, there's no need to force him."    

Master Luo also stood out and said. Although he also felt that Rong Anyi was very shameless, there was one thing Rong Anyi did not say wrong. As the direct disciple of Grandmaster Zhu Fei, Rong Anyi's status was extraordinary.    

Today, if Ye Feng really forced Rong Anyi to kowtow and apologize, it might bring him great trouble.    

"Hahahaha, did you hear that? He doesn't even dare to make me kneel!"    

Rong Anyi revealed a complacent smile and looked at Ye Feng mockingly.    

"What Master Luo does is his business, and what I do is my business!"    

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold. The Myriad Tribulations Sword appeared in his hand, and he walked towards Rong Anyi. "I will give you three breaths of time. If you do not comply with the bet, I will help you complete it!"    

Rong Anyi's pupils shrank. Although he was a level three alchemist, his cultivation was only at the Spiritual Realm. Ye Feng's strength was obviously above his. If he really attacked him, it would be difficult for him to block it.    

"This, this brat is crazy! Does he not know how noble my identity is? He even dares to force me!"    

Rong Anyi roared in his heart, but his body could not help but retreat. Ye Feng's resolute appearance made him terrified.    

Just at this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded in the sky.    

"Little friend Ye Feng, please don't make a move."    

This voice was very amiable, as if it was an old neighbor Ye Feng chatting with. However, Ye Feng could feel a strong sense of dignity from it.    

"Who is it? Rong Anyi's master? You want to help Rong Anyi?"    

Ye Feng muttered in his heart, and his eyes revealed a serious expression. He raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see a middle-aged man in black robes, who had a dignified and majestic appearance, stepping on the air.    

"This is … Your Excellency City Lord?"    

Ye Feng was a little surprised. The person who came was not Rong Anyi's master, Zhu Fei, but the City Lord of the Heavenly Fragrant City.    

"So, little brother is Ye Feng. You are indeed a talented person. No wonder Your Excellency City Lord often mentions you and thinks highly of you."    

The City Manager beside Ye Feng looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile.    

"Ye Feng greets Your Excellency City Lord."    

Ye Feng respectfully bowed to the City Lord, but he was puzzled in his heart. Since the City Manager had said that the City Lord valued him a lot, and now that he wanted to teach Rong Anyi a lesson, the City Lord should agree, right? After all, his actions were correct.    

"There's no need to be so polite."    

The City Lord smiled and waved his hand. He raised his palm and helped Ye Feng up. He also walked down from the sky and came in front of Ye Feng.    

"So you are the City Lord of the Heavenly Fragrant City? Your butler is too rude. He actually dares to restrict my freedom. Let him let me go!"    

When Rong Anyi saw the City Lord, he said arrogantly.    

In Rong Anyi's opinion, since the City Lord appeared when Ye Feng wanted to attack him, it was obvious that he was afraid of his identity as a direct disciple of the Vermillion Jade Sect. He wanted to ensure his safety, so the City Lord obviously did not dare to offend him.    

"Your Excellency City Lord, this person insulted the people of the Nanling County, and he lost the bet with me. He is unwilling to abide by the bet. It is not wrong for the butler to restrict him."    

Ye Feng spoke up for the City Manager.    

"Haha, of course I know."    

The City Lord laughed heartily. His attitude towards Ye Feng was very amiable, and his eyes were filled with admiration.    

"Ye Feng, you are very good."    

The City Lord patted Ye Feng's shoulder.    

When Rong Anyi saw that the City Lord was ignoring him, he immediately became anxious. He felt that the City Lord did not know what was good for him.    

"Hey, Sky Fragrance City Lord, didn't you hear what I said!"    

Rong Anyi shouted again.    

Hearing that, Sky Fragrance City Lord looked at Rong Anyi unhurriedly, "You are the personal disciple of Grandmaster Zhu Fei, and you have obtained the second place in this alchemy competition."    

"What did you say?"    

Rong Anyi's eyes widened. He did not accept the second place result. He wanted the first place!    

"This is your reward."    

Sky Fragrance City Lord completely ignored Rong Anyi. He casually threw out a spirit herb, the Purple Lantern Grass, a top-grade Rank 3 spirit herb. In some uses, it was comparable to a Rank 4 spirit herb, and it was extremely precious.    

"What do you mean!"    

Rong Anyi's face turned completely black. He did not pick up the spirit herb that was flying towards him. His target was the Seven Aperture Spirit Opening Fruit. Although this Purple Lantern Grass was good, he did not want it.    

"The reward has already been given to you. Next, we should talk about the matter of you offending the people of Southern Tomb City and violating the wager."    

Sky Fragrance City Lord's voice was calm, but the sharp cold light in his eyes made Rong Anyi's body tremble.    

"He, what does he want to do? He came out to stop that brat, but he didn't do it to protect me?"    

Rong Anyi felt that something was wrong. Sky Fragrance City Lord did not seem to be what he had expected.    

Chapter 12 – The City Lord's Secrets