Pill God Returns

Wu Chen shrugged and said nothing. As a Pill God, Wu Chen had no doubts about his own talent. As long as he was given enough time, he would be able to become stronger and become peerless expert as soon as possible.    

The three of them ate and chatted. Soon, they became familiar with each other.    

"Yo, aren't these the two trash from the mortal world?"    

Suddenly, an unfriendly voice was heard. Wu Chen raised his head. These were three young men, about the same size as Yang Kun and the others. As for their cultivation base, two of them were at the Fourth Empyrean of True Martial Stage, and the other one was at the Fifth Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

"Liu Jie, what are you doing here?"    

When they saw these three young men, Yang Kun and Zhao Peng obviously knew who they were.    

The man named Liu Zheng was a man in yellow clothes, and his cultivation base was at the Fourth Empyrean of True Martial Stage. He glanced at Wu Chen and the others and said." Hehe, trash is indeed trash. They only deserve to be with trash."    

With just a glance, he could tell that Wu Chen only had Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage's cultivation base. In his eyes, such a person was no different from trash.    

Being called trash by others, even a clay figurine would have a temper. Zhao Peng said, "Liu Shuai, you keep saying that we are trash, but I don't think you are a genius."    

He knew that these three people came from a country called Holy Light Empire. And this Holy Light Empire was not a secular country. It was a very powerful Great Empire in the Beechen's World. Even the most powerful empire in the East Mystic Region was more powerful than them. Compared to the Holy Light Empire, it was not as powerful.    

The Holy Light Empire was in a Great Empire in the Beechen's World. Compared to the secular countries, they had more resources. Because they had the support of the Beichen House behind them, the Beichen House gave a lot of preferential treatment to these countries in the Beechen's World. Once these empires had any outstanding geniuses, they would be able to meet the standards of the Beichen House's disciples. They would be sent to the Beichen House to further their studies, and they would strive to become stronger.    

This point was different from those countries in the secular world. Genius from those countries wanted to enter the Beichen House. There was only one way, and that was to enter the Competition of Multi Kingdoms, and that was by age. Time and other conditions were limited. For example, Fifth Prince's brother, Third Prince. Because he was too old, he couldn't participate in the Competition of Multi Kingdoms. In the end, he could only regret it.    

However, it was different in the Beechen's World. As long as one's cultivation base reached the standard, they could be sent in. They didn't need to wait for a specific period of time before they could be sent in.    

It was precisely because of the support of the Beichen House that the people from these countries had a sense of pride. They looked down on people like Wu Chen, who came from the secular world and passed through the Competition of Multi Kingdoms.    

"Oh, you won't admit it even if I call you trash." Liu Zheng sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.    

Zhao Peng couldn't help but clench his fist. He was a genius after all. Those who had entered the Beichen House after the cruel competition of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms were merely relying on the Beichen House. What right did they have to look down on them after getting some preferential treatment?    

"Zhao Peng, don't lower yourself to their level. Let's go."    

Yang Kun was not willing to say anything more to these people. He stood up, turned around, and was about to leave. Anyway, he had almost finished his meal, so there was no need to stay here any longer.    

Zhao Peng looked at them and felt that there was no need to argue with them. These people looked down on these people who had passed the test in the secular world. They could not see clearly how these people had been living a comfortable life since they were young.    

"Yes, Wu Chen, let's go."    

After saying that, he pulled Wu Chen up and turned around to leave as well.    

"Stop, did I tell you to leave?"    

Liu Biao stretched out an arm and stopped them, not letting them leave.    

At this time, many people noticed what was happening on this side. They all looked over, looking like they were watching a good show. However, they had no intention of mediating because there were too many such things happening. They were already used to it.    

"Liu Jie, what do you mean by this?"    

Looking at this arm, Zhao Peng and Yang Kun's faces darkened. They were very unhappy in their hearts.    

"What are you doing? The three of you should immediately say that you are trash and say it a hundred times. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving today. "    

"What?"    

Zhao Peng and Yang Kun clenched their fists tightly. Their hearts were filled with anger. This bastard was really going too far. He actually wanted them to say that they were trash. To them, this was a great humiliation.    

Wu Chen looked at the Liu Ranking, shook his head and sighed.    

"Kid, what do you mean by shaking your head and sighing?"    

Liu Biao looked at Wu Chen. A cultivator with only Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage's cultivation base was no different from trash in their eyes.    

Wu Chen didn't say anything. There was no need to lower himself to the level of this little devil.    

However, his silence only further ignited Liu Jie's anger. In his point of view, Wu Chen was clearly looking down on him, totally not putting him in his eyes.    

"Kid, it seems like you won't shed a tear until you see your coffin. Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish."    

Liu Biao furiously shouted. He shook his right arm and swept it out. A swift and fierce attack that carried a terrifying aura rushed towards Wu Chen.    

Zhao Peng and Yang Kun calmed down when they saw Liu Biao attack Wu Chen. Others might not know about Wu Chen, but they knew him very well. Although Wu Chen only looked like Third Empyreans Of the Genuine Martial Stage on the surface, his strength was very powerful. Not even an expert at the Sixth Empyrean of True Martial Stage Sikong Sheng was a match for him, let alone a Liu Ranking.    

"Defeat!"    

Liu Wang's arm shook, then he struck out his palm, aiming at Wu Chen's face. Obviously, he wanted to slap Wu Chen's face. If he couldn't dodge this attack and was hit by it, Wu Chen would lose all his face today.    

Wu Chen raised his head slightly and looked at him. The corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile. Since this guy wanted to slap his face, he would show him what a real slap was.    

Bang!    

Wu Chen raised his hand and sent it flying. Then, everyone saw that Liu Biao's attack was deflected by Wu Chen. After that, Wu Chen raised his palm and sent out a fierce slap.    

"Argh!"    

Liu Biao let out a miserable cry. He was sent flying by the slap and fell to the ground. His right hand was caressing his face, causing him to feel a burning pain.    

"What?"    

Countless people widened their eyes and looked at him in shock. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.