King of Gods - chapter-782
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 never
would have imagined that – the owner of the Duke’s Palace – would
be here as well with his hands behind his back.
watched the approaching Yinming Bird, and Zhao Feng felt a sense of
pressure from the gaze as soon as he arrived. The pressure was able to
pass through his soul, and it seemed like it could look through anything.
? Zhao Feng was slightly surprised as his eyes landed on the middle-aged
male in gold.
There were only a few Void God Realm Emperors in the Tianfeng Great
Island Zone. was one of the elites, and one could tell just by looking at
the amount of providence he possessed.
The moment their gazes met, Zhao Feng could roughly estimate ’s
was definitely a peak-tier Emperor, and his cultivation was almost at the
Mystic Light Realm. Apart from that, he also obviously had a strong surge
of providence radiating from his body.
Zhao Feng guessed that ’s strength was at least comparable to the
Emperor of Death, but just in terms of pure battle-power. In terms of
terrifyingness, the Emperor of Death had the Eye of Death and many
forbidden techniques, such as the Cursed Words of Death and the Shadow of
the Death God. Those skills alone could make even Mystic Light Realms
The future generation is to be feared. A light flashed through ’s eyes
as his gaze met Zhao Feng’s. At the same time, he was surprised; this
youth that was only fourteen or fifteen years old acted perfectly fine
even though he was meeting a Duke.
“To what do I owe the honor of having the Duke greet me personally?”
Zhao Feng bowed respectfully.
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At the same moment, Princess Yuqing walked over; there was expectation
and admiration in her eyes.
“Zhao Feng, come in and talk.” smiled.
A while later, in a garden of the Duke’s Palace, , the Eighth Prince,
Zhao Feng, and Princess Yuqing sat in a pavilion. Zhao Feng took a sip of
tea and glanced at the scenery outside; there were birds chirping, and it
was very pleasant. Zhao Feng couldn’t help but admire the wealth of the
Duke’s Palace. Any random flower or tree here was an expensive
spiritual plant. Some were even 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 big families and powerful nobles
In the beginning, asked about Zhao Feng’s family situation as well as
One such question was, “Little Friend Zhao, is the Ten Thousand Sacred
Clan treating you well?”
This sentence caught the Eighth Prince’s attention.
“Looks like wants to recruit Zhao Feng regardless of whether or not he
awakens the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly,” the Eighth Prince murmured.
Zhao Feng gave the standard replies and soon changed to the topic of the
Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. This was because Zhao Feng was placing
more importance on his “recovery,” so he wasn’t really interested
in authority or anything like that. Right now, what he needed to do was
enter the Divine Illusion Dimension.
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“Good, good, Little Friend Zhao is a very straightforward person,”
praised. He could tell that Zhao Feng was honest and didn’t like to go
told the nearby servants to leave, then took out a transparent glass
bottle. A chubby little silkworm with crystalline skin and a pair of
half-transparent wings was sleeping inside, and it looked like a piece of
jade. The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s aura of life was extremely
weak and sometimes even stopped altogether.
Zhao Feng’s left eye glittered with a purple light.
The little thieving cat jumped out of the ancient metal ring and lay in
front of the bottle, looking inside with interest.
The unusualness of the cat and human duo made ’s eyes twinkle.
“Zhao Feng, these are the resources you wanted.” handed over an
interspatial ring, which Zhao Feng took. He nodded his head faintly as he
counted the resources. There was an Elixir of Life and a bunch of Soul
Dao treasures within the interspatial ring.
Zhao Feng then took out a faint red liquid from the ancient metal ring,
and it looked like some kind of fruit juice.
“This is a medicine I created over the past month,” Zhao Feng
was surprised. According to the news he had received, Zhao Feng was in
seclusion during the past month.
In reality, Zhao Feng casually created this in his spare time. After
reaching the fourth level of the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body, Zhao
Feng could stay in the Ancient Dream Realm for a while. This liquid
contained dew from a tree and water from the river within the Ancient
Dream Realm. Apart from that, half of an Ancient Dream Realm Spiritual
Fruit 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 Fruits from the Ancient Dream Realm could only be slowly
absorbed, so there wasn’t much issue using some for this medicine. If
the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body reached another level, it could
increase the rate of absorption dramatically.
Zhao Feng then put the Elixir of Life and some liquid-based Soul Dao
resources into the “fruit juice.” Throughout the process, the fruit
juice gave off a fragrance.
Zhao Feng then told to put the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly into the
In the past, whenever the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly slept, it would
open its defensive mechanisms automatically and reject any outside power.
However, when the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was put into this juice,
there were no signs of rejection.
An air bubble formed in the fruit juice, and the Cloud Silkworm Saint
Butterfly seemed to be extremely familiar with and close to this juice.
This scene didn’t surprise Zhao Feng. Last time, he gave it a breath of
the Ancient Dream Realm’s aura, and in order to reactivate the
lifeforce within the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s body now, Zhao
Feng even used the eye-bloodline Soul power of the God’s Spiritual Eye
and merged it into the liquid.
The little thieving cat waved its paws and started to communicate with
the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly.
The combination of Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye and the little
thieving cat’s weird language caused the Cloud Silkworm Saint
Butterfly’s wings to gently flutter, and its chubby body also moved
“The signs of life are becoming stronger…!” revealed an overjoyed
look. At this moment in time, even his imperial bloodline shook in front
of Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline. The little thieving cat’s weird
language also seemed to contain a profound rhythm.
didn’t know anything about the mysteriousness of this cat and human
even with all his expertise and knowledge.
At a certain moment, Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline Soul power started
releasing the aura of God Tribulation Lightning, and the chubby Cloud
Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s body and wings slightly shook as it opened
The moment it opened its eyes, an aura of the Ancient Era caused the
bloodlines of countless beings within the Duke’s Palace to tremble.
“What a terrifying gaze!” Zhao Feng clicked his tongue. It was indeed
worthy of being one of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races; it was still
extremely weak and had only just woken up and yet it was still so
In order to make sure there was no enmity, Zhao Feng took back his
Miao miao miao!
On the other hand, the little thieving cat waved its paws and talked to
the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly
seemed to understand, and the enmity in its eyes faded. Its body then
started to absorb the fruit juice.
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 his Void God Realm cultivation, felt his
The cultivation of this Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly is at least at the
Void God Realm Emperor level, and it can threaten Mystic Light Realm
Sacred Lords with its unique bloodline abilities…. Zhao Feng’s eyes
He understood a bit about the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. It had
three forms – Silkworm, Dragonfly, and Butterfly.
The silkworm state was relatively weaker, but it could spit out a unique
silk called Cloud Saint Silk, which was very strong and resistant to
fire. This Cloud Saint Silk was the best material to create light armor.
The dragonfly state had stronger defense, and even those that were a rank
higher would find it hard to destroy it head-on. In other words, even a
Mystic Light Realm wouldn’t be able to destroy it.
The butterfly state had the strongest offense; it was extremely agile,
and it radiated a strange pollen that had a mysterious power.
A while later, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly had absorbed half of
the fruit juice and recovered some of its lifeforce.
“It’s finally awake!” couldn’t contain his joy. The Cloud
Silkworm Saint Butterfly had the ability to change his destiny.
Zhao Feng knew that, although the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly wasn’t
ranked very high among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, its supportive
capabilities were extremely strong.
“The last time the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly appeared was in the
Dark Moon Lord Dynasty, where they succeeded in killing a Mystic Light
Realm beast, and it ended up playing a critical role in doing so.” The
Eighth Prince couldn’t help but be envious.
In addition, he also knew that the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s
pollen could help someone form their Mystic Light Sacred Body, combining
their soul and body into one. As a peak-tier Emperor, it wouldn’t be
hard for to break through to the Mystic Light Realm in the future.
The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly fell asleep some time later.
“The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s lifeforce has been reignited.
The Duke only needs to give it some Life and Soul treasures, and it will
recover to its peak,” Zhao Feng said.
The next time he came over, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly would
probably be fully awakened.
“Zhao Feng, thank you. Apart from the rewards, I will also owe you a
favor.” was extremely grateful, and his face was red. He seemed to be
extremely excited, and he even patted Zhao Feng’s shoulder.
The Eighth Prince sighed in his heart. Zhao Feng had already won the
Duke’s gratitude and praise.
Next came the rewards and compensation.
“Zhao Feng, if you’re willing to join the Duke’s Palace, I am
willing to give you the tricentennial rank of Marquis,” said in a
The Eighth Prince’s and the Princess’s hearts jumped.