The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 782 – Duke Nanfeng

The Eighth Prince was slightly dazed as he stood outside the palace. He was here to accompany Princess Yuqing in greeting Zhao Feng, but he would never have imagined that Duke Nanfeng – owner of Duke Palace – would be here too with his hands behind his back.

Duke Nanfeng watched the approaching Yinming Bird, and Zhao Feng felt pressure from his gaze the moment he arrived. That pressure could pierce through his soul, and seemed to be able to see through anything.

Duke Nanfeng's? Zhao Feng was slightly surprised as his eyes landed on the middle-aged man in golden clothes.

There were only a few Emperors of the Void God Realm in Tianfeng Great Island Zone. Duke Nanfeng was one of the elites, and one could tell just by looking at the amount of maintenance he had.

The moment their gazes met, Zhao Feng was roughly able to estimate Duke Nanfeng's strength.

Duke Nanfeng was clearly a peak-level Emperor, and his cultivation was almost at the Mystical Light Realm. Moreover, he also clearly had a powerful maintenance wave emanating from his body.

Zhao Feng guessed that Duke Nanfeng's strength was at least comparable to that of the Emperor of Death, but only in terms of pure battle power. In frightening terms, the Emperor of Death possessed the Eye of Death and many forbidden techniques, such as the Cursed Words of Death and the Shadow of the God of Death. The skill itself could make even Mystic Light Realms wary.

The future generation must be feared. A light flashed across Duke Nanfeng's eyes as his gaze met Zhao Feng's eyes. At the same time, he was shocked; this young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old was acting fine even though he met a Duke.

“For what do I owe the honor because Duke welcomed me personally?” Zhao Feng bowed respectfully.

At the same time, Princess Yuqing walked over; there was hope and admiration in her eyes.

“Zhao Feng, come in and talk.” Duke Nanfeng smiled.

Moments later, in the garden of the Duke's Palace, Duke Nanfeng, the Eighth Prince, Zhao Feng, and Princess Yuqing sat in the pavilion. Zhao Feng took a sip of his tea and looked at the scenery outside; there were birds chirping, and it was very pleasant. Zhao Feng could not help but admire the wealth of the Duke Palace. Any random flower or tree here is an expensive spiritual plant. Some even went extinct in the outside world.

Cultivating here would be much better than the outside world. From this, one could see what kind of treatment the large families and powerful nobles received.

At first, Duke Nanfeng asked about the situation of Zhao Fengs family as well as his clan.

One such question is, “Little Friend Zhao, did the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan treat you well?”

This sentence caught the Eighth Prince's attention.

“It looks like Duke Nanfeng wants to recruit Zhao Feng regardless of whether he wakes up the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly or not,” muttered the Eighth Prince.

Zhao Feng gave a standard reply and immediately changed the topic of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. This was because Zhao Feng was more concerned with his “recovery”, so he was not too interested in authority or anything like that. Right now, what he needed to do was to enter the Divine Illusion Dimension.

“Good, well, Little Friend Zhao is a very straightforward person,” praise Duke Nanfeng. He knew that Zhao Feng was honest and did not like to go around in circles.

Duke Nanfeng told the nearest servant to leave, then took out a transparent glass bottle. A fat little silk caterpillar with crystal skin and a pair of half-transparent wings was sleeping inside, and it looked like a piece of jade. The life aura of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was extremely weak and sometimes even stopped altogether.

Zhao Fengs left eyes glistened with a purple light.

Miao miao's!

The little thieving cat leaped out of the ancient metal ring and lay in front of the bottle, looking in with interest.

The weirdness of the cat and human duo made Duke Nanfeng's eyes sparkle.

“Zhao Feng, this is the resource you want.” Duke Nanfeng handed over the interspatial ring, which Zhao Feng took. He nodded his head weakly as he counted the resources. There was an Elixir of Life and a group of Soul Dao treasures inside the interspatial ring.

Zhao Feng then took out a faint red liquid from the ancient metal ring, and it looked like some sort of fruit juice.

“This is a medicine I made over the past month,” Zhao Feng explained.

Duke Nanfeng was shocked. According to the news he had received, Zhao Feng had secluded himself for the past month.

In reality, Zhao Feng casually made this in his spare time. After reaching the fourth level of the Golden Kun Divine Lightning Body, Zhao Feng could stay in the Ancient Dream Realm for a while. This liquid contained dew from trees and water from rivers in the Ancient Dream Realm. Moreover, half of the Spiritual Fruit of the Ancient Dream Realm was crushed into juice.

These materials all contained the essence of the Ancient Dream Realm, and they had an aura similar to the Ancient Era.

The Spiritual Fruit of the Ancient Dream Realm could only be absorbed slowly, so there was not much of a problem using some of these medicines. If the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body reached another level, it could increase the absorption rate dramatically.

Zhao Feng then incorporated Elixir of Life and some fluid-based Soul Dao resources into “” fruit juice. During the process, the fruit juice gives off a fragrant aroma.

Zhao Feng then told Duke Nanfeng to insert the Silkworm Sacred Butterfly Sutra into the fruit juice.

In the past, every time the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly slept, it would open its defense mechanism automatically and resist the outside power. However, the moment the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was put into this juice, there was no sign of rejection.

Fur!

This scene did not surprise Zhao Feng. Last time, he inhaled the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm, and to reactivate the life force within the body of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly just now, Zhao Feng even used the bloodline Soul power of the God Spiritual Eye and combined it into a liquid.

Miao miao's!

The little thieving cat waved its claws and began to communicate with the Cloud Silk Caterpillar Butterfly.

The combination of Zhao Fengs God Spiritual Eye and the strange language of the little thieving cat caused the Butterfly wings of the Cloud Silkworm to flutter gently, and its plump body also moved slightly.

“Signs of life become stronger..!” Duke Nanfeng revealed an extremely excited look. At this moment, even his imperial lineage trembled in front of Zhao Fengs bloodline. The strange language of the little thieving cat also seemed to contain a deep rhythm.

Duke Nanfeng knew nothing about the mysteriousness of this cat and human even with all his skills and knowledge.

At a certain moment, Zhao Fengs bloodline Soul power began to release the aura of the Lightning God Tribulation, and the fat body and wings of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly trembled slightly as it opened its eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the aura of the Ancient Era caused the bloodlines of countless beings within the Duke Palace to tremble.

“What a scary look!” Zhao Feng clicked his tongue. It was indeed worthy of being one of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races; it was still very weak and had just woken up yet was still very strong.

To ensure there was no hostility, Zhao Feng took back the strength of his bloodline.

Miao miao miao!

On the other hand, the little thieving cat waved its paws and spoke to the Cloud Silk Caterpillar Butterfly. The Sacred Butterfly Cloud Silkworm seemed to understand, and the hostility in its eyes faded. His body then began to absorb the fruit juice.

Weng ~~

A dazzling rainbow-colored light glittered on the half-transparent wings of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, but its aura was terrifying. Even the Eighth Prince, with the cultivation of the Void God Realm, felt his bloodline tremble.

The cultivation of this Cloud Silkworm Sacred Realm was at least at the level of the Emperors of the Empty God Realm, and could threaten the Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord with his unique bloodline abilities…. Zhao Fengs eyes twinkled.

He understood a little about the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. It has three forms – Silkworms, Dragonflies, and Butterflies.

The condition of the silkworm was relatively weaker, but it could give off a unique silk called Cloud Saint Silk, which was extremely strong and resistant to fire. This Cloud Saint Silk was the best material to make light armor.

The dragonfly country had a stronger defense, and even those with higher ranks would find it difficult to destroy it directly. In other words, even the Mystical Light Realm would not be able to destroy it.

The butterfly country has the strongest offense; it is extremely agile, and emits strange pollen that has mysterious powers.

A short while later, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly had absorbed half of the fruit juice and recovered some of its life force.

“Finally wake up!” Duke Nanfeng could not help his excitement. The Cloud Silkworm Butterfly has the ability to change its destiny.

Zhao Feng knew that, although the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was not ranked very high among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, its supporting abilities were extremely powerful.

“The last time the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly appeared was in the Dark Moon Lord Dynasty, where they managed to kill the Mystic Light Realm beast, and ended up playing an important role in doing so.” The Eighth Prince could not help but be envious.

Moreover, he also knew that the pollen of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly could help one form their Mystic Light Sacred Body, merging their soul and body into one. As a peak-level Emperor, it would not be difficult for Duke Nanfeng to break through to the Mystic Light Realm in the future.

The Cloud Silkworm Butterfly fell asleep a moment later.

“The life force of Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly has been revived. The duke only needs to give him some Life and Soul treasures, and it will recover to its peak, ” Zhao Feng said.

The next time he came, the Cloud Silkworm Butterfly would probably wake up completely.

“Zhao Feng, thank you. In addition to the prize, I will also owe you. ” Duke Nanfeng is very grateful, and his face is red. He looked extremely excited, and he even patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder.

The Eighth Prince sighed in his heart. Zhao Feng had won Duke's gratitude and praise.

Next are rewards and compensation.

“Zhao Feng, if you are willing to join Duke Palace, I am willing to give you the rank of three hundred year Marquis,” Duke Nanfeng said in a serious tone.

Marquis !?

The hearts of the Eighth Prince and the Princess surged.