Chapter 86: The Supreme Pill Master (Part Fourteen)

"Damn it!"
Su Chen suddenly remembered what Su Weichang had once said.
Su Chen was someone he had found in the snow.
He wore a longevity lock on his person, engraved with the character "Su".
Su Chen knew that the longevity lock was not ordinary, but he had never paid attention to it, nor had he ever actively sought out his origins.
Now it seems... this is a point that has been overlooked.
Very deadly!
"This life...it's ending just like that, it's really a bit unfair!"
Su Chen felt bitter.
Just as the giant hand was about to cover the entire ship...
A beam of light descended from the sky.
It pierced right through the giant hand.
The sudden change made Su Chen stare intently; it was a golden holy spear.
The golden holy spear exuded an aura that was both familiar and strange.
“Old ghost Song…you, a dignified Saint, bully the weak and attack the successor of my Prison-Suppressing Holy Land!”
"Could it be that you think my Prison-Suppressing Holy Land is deserted?"
A middle-aged man clad in golden armor descended from the sky, raising his hand and waving his golden holy spear, which hummed in response.
Su Chen looked up at the middle-aged man; he saw the shadow of an old acquaintance, yet it was not an old acquaintance.
"Holy Lord!"
Su Chen recognized the man.
The disciples and elders of the Prison Suppression Holy Land recognized the newcomer.
Song Jun also recognized him.
Song Jun sealed the blood from his palm, his expression grave as he asked, "Prison Suppression Holy Lord! What are you doing here?"
A golden holy spear, a golden armor.
Without exception, both were Saint King artifacts!
And fully revived Saint King artifacts at that!
Even he felt somewhat troubled... Even though the Prison Suppression Holy Lord hadn't yet reached the Saint Realm, with the enhancement of two fully revived Saint King artifacts, his combat power would absolutely crush an ordinary Saint!
Song Jun still didn't understand why the Prison Suppression Holy Lord was here.
Unfortunately, the Prison Suppression Holy Lord wasn't one to talk. Every second of Saint King power consumed a massive amount of resources for the Holy Land. Without a word, he attacked Song Jun, causing the Saint-level expert's expression to change drastically as a spear pierced his chest.
"The Holy Land of Suppressing Hell... I'll remember this grudge of two shots, and one day I'll repay it a thousandfold!"
Song Jun's figure vanished into the world. Knowing he was no match, he chose to retreat.
The Holy Lord of Suppressing Hell retrieved his Golden Holy Spear, sighing softly, "What a pity, he still got away..."
If he had become a saint, wielding a Holy King's weapon, how could he have let this formidable enemy escape?
The Lord of Zhenyu arrived on the ship. Wanxiang Danzun asked in confusion, "Lord, what are you doing here?"
The Lord of Zhenyu glanced at Su Chen beside him: "An old friend from Zhongzhou sent me a message: someone intends to attack my Holy Land's disciples."
"Although my Zhenyu Holy Land lacks a Saint-level expert, we are not pushovers!"
"Upon receiving this message, I deduced that our formidable enemy would intercept us on our inevitable route. Fortunately, I arrived in time. It's a pity I failed to capture Old Ghost Song."
Su Chen asked, "May I ask, Lord of Zhenyu, which Saint attacked just now?"
The Lord of Zhenyu replied, "Lord Song, a Saint from the Song family of Zhongzhou's Holy Clan."
"Don't worry, Lord Song dares to bully the weak. Once I become a Saint, I will definitely take a Saint-King artifact and visit the Song family!"
"You have not betrayed my Zhenyu Holy Land, and my Zhenyu Holy Land will not betray you."
Su Chen thought for a moment, then took out the Longevity Lock and asked the Prison Suppressing Saint Lord, "Does the Saint Lord know of my background?"
The Prison Suppressing Saint Lord took the Longevity Lock and nodded. "I do know your background. The Central Continent has already informed me. However… knowing too much might not be a good thing. Do you really want to know?"
Su Chen nodded.
His background wasn't important.
What mattered was that Su Chen wanted to see how many enemies he had in this life.
The Song family of the Central Continent… Su Chen remembered them. He, Su Chen, had always held grudges. If he hadn't won first place in the Pill Dao Competition, attracting attention and having someone inform the Prison Suppressing Saint Lord beforehand, he might have died an unexplained death in this life, killed by a Saint, wasting a lot of Reversal Points. Just thinking about it was frustrating.
The Prison Suppressing Saint Lord sighed and said, "Your background… it's a long story. It starts with your ancestor seventeen hundred years ago…"
Su Chen understood his background in this life.
He was born into the Su family of Zhongzhou, whose ancestor was a legendary figure, a powerhouse with one foot in the Saint Realm.
He also possessed the Seven Apertures Exquisite Physique.
Just as he was about to reach the Saint Realm, he was ambushed by the Song family ancestor. The Song family claimed that the Su family had captured their genius and refined him into a Blood Pill to achieve Sainthood. Subsequently, the Su family ancestor was killed by the Song family ancestor, the Ziyang Su family was destroyed, and the remaining scattered members were hunted down by the Song family.
Su Chen is the young master of the Su family.
The bloodline of the Su clan flows in his veins.
Su Chen: "..."
The Saint Lord of Zhenyu said, "Whether the rumors about the Song family are true or false is unknown, but given your Seven Apertures Exquisite Physique, the Song family will definitely not give up on targeting you."
Su Chen nodded.
They're treating him like a chosen one!
He's only at the Tongxuan Realm, yet he's attracted the attention of a Saint.
This is utterly depraved!
Su Chen was speechless.
"It seems talent and comprehension don't come from nowhere... If one's family background is too low, there's bound to be some trouble!"
This is really dangerous.
......
The group returned to the Eastern Region's Prison Holy Land.
The news of Su Chen winning first place in the Central Continent Alchemy Competition spread.
Li Yichen was astonished: "Holy crap, Brother Su is awesome!"
That's the number one among the younger generation of alchemists in the Five Regions!
Li Yichen then seemed to realize something and cautiously asked, "Brother Su, given our relationship, shouldn't I get a friendly price for having you refine pills? The number one young alchemist in the Five Regions is actually my good buddy...hehe!"
Su Chen looked at the grinning, goofy-looking young man and smiled faintly, "Of course. From now on, all pills refined by you, Li Yichen, will be 20% off."
Li Yichen's face lit up with joy. He slammed his hand on the table and laughed loudly, "Good! Brother Su, I knew I hadn't misjudged you! From now on, if you need anything, just come to me, Li Yichen!"
Su Chen calmly added, "However...from now on, the contribution points required for me to personally refine pills will double."
Li Yichen's smile froze, his face bitter, "Brother Su, you know that Hidden Sword Peak has always been poor. You can't be so heartless..."
Su Chen chose not to listen.
Li Yichen drank his wine in silence, thinking that he should probably visit Wanhua Peak less often in the future.
Time flew by, and thirty years passed.
Su Chen remained in the Zhenyu Holy Land.
On this day, the Zhenyu Holy Land trembled.
A terrifying aura rose like the blazing sun, and countless fearful gazes from the Eastern Region turned towards the Prison Suppression Holy Land.
Su Chen looked up, narrowing his eyes.
"It's the aura of a Saint... The Holy Lord has finally taken this step! The Prison Suppression Holy Land has its first Saint!"
Su Chen was overjoyed, yet filled with a complex mix of emotions.
More than two thousand years had passed.
The promise he once thought impossible to fulfill.
After all the twists and turns,
it had finally come true!
The first Saint belonging to the Prison Suppression Holy Land's lineage... had appeared!