29: Chapter 29 It cracked without any force? Is this what you call a Daoist Inquiry Stele?

"I'll go!"

Wu Qin snorted coldly. Her crimson gold battle armor clattered as she stepped forward.

As the Grand Princess of Great Zhou, possessing the True Phoenix Bloodline, the pride in her bones would never allow her to admit defeat without trying, nor would it allow her to be looked down upon by Su Feng.

"Boom!"

The moment her palm pressed down, the stele shook violently.

Crimson-gold light rose like flames, the beam of light climbed rapidly, breaking through the blue in the blink of an eye, and finally settled on deep blue, with a rich, light purple halo shimmering at the edges.

"Quasi-purple! Such strong Bloodline Power!" The Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect nodded slightly, a hint of admiration appearing in his eyes.

Although it was not as pure purple as Jian Nanxin's, it was enough to look down upon the masses and prove the heritage of her Great Zhou imperial family.

Wu Qin withdrew her hand. Although she was a bit unwilling that she hadn't reached purple, she regained her confidence.

She looked at Su Feng provocatively, a cold sneer curling the corner of her lips:

"Head of the Su Family, Formations are external objects; in the end, one must see if one's own foundation is solid. If you can't even enter this door, then your Formation cannot protect you for a lifetime."

Su Feng ignored her, not even bothering to look directly at the stele.

His gaze continued to search among the crowd, finally settling on the three people from the Blazing Moon Sect.

"Yang Yan didn't come?"

Su Feng frowned slightly, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Before setting off, Lin Qingxue had already told him everything.

That Yang Yan not only wanted to use her as a Cauldron, but even wanted to refine the child in her womb!

This had already touched Su Feng's reverse scale.

He had originally thought that since there were rules restricting this trip to the Secret Realm, he would just kill this hidden danger while he was at it.

"Consider it his luck, let him live a few more days."

Su Feng withdrew his gaze, the killing intent in the depths of his eyes receding.

【Ding! S+ level target detected!】

【Target: Shen Luoyu (Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect)】

【Race: Human Race】

【Physique: Innate Yin-Yang Body (S+ level, a rare Dual Cultivation Cauldron Physique in this world, can harmonize all things)】

"S+ level... Innate Yin-Yang Body?"

Su Feng was stunned. He searched the crowd with his gaze, finally fixing on the camp of the Yin Yang Sect not far away.

There stood a woman dressed in black and white Daoist robes, her face covered by a light veil, her temperament cold and ethereal, as if she were drifting outside the two worlds of Yin and Yang, out of place with the surrounding clamor.

Su Feng's pupils moved slightly, his gaze piercing through the veil.

Seemingly sensing Su Feng's aggressive gaze, Shen Luoyu tilted her head slightly. Those eyes, distinct like black and white chess pieces, looked at Su Feng calmly, then shifted away, unruffled.

"Next, Ying Yue'e!"

As the Elder called the name, Ying Yue'e moved with light steps.

Although she didn't have the domineering aura of Wu Qin, the power of moonlight surrounding her made people feel a high and unreachable mystery.

"Hum—"

Her jade hand pressed lightly.

Soft moonlight erupted instantly, actually on par with Wu Qin's crimson gold light!

It was also Quasi-purple!

"S-level Taiyin Moonlight Physique, it truly lives up to its reputation." Su Feng nodded slightly under the stage.

These two women, one Yin and one Yang, one rigid and one soft, would surely be able to give birth to Heaven-Defying offspring in the future.

Ying Yue'e was very satisfied with this result. She retreated to Su Feng's side, not only without pride, but standing behind him even more obediently.

This submissive posture instantly stung the heart of someone not far away.

The Prince of Da Qian stared fixedly at this scene, his finger joints turning white.

He had once prepared national gifts three times to propose marriage to Great Qin, even promising that if they could form an alliance, he would be willing to offer ten cities as a betrothal gift, but was rejected by Ying Yue'e on the grounds that she only wanted to seek the Dao.

But now?

That unreachable goddess of the Dao, actually so intimate with an unknown man?

How dare he?!

"Heh! Women!"

The Prince of Da Qian took a deep breath, suppressing the jealousy in his heart, and resumed his high-and-mighty noble posture.

He straightened his robes and strode forward.

"Fellow Daoist Su."

Passing by Su Feng, he suddenly stopped and said in a tone that seemed sincere but was actually full of superiority:

"This Prince admits that you do have some talent in appearance, to be able to win the favor of Princess Ying. But in the world of cultivation, it ultimately depends on social standing."

"Whether it is cultivation resources or one's own potential, the gap between you and us, the orthodox royal families, is like a chasm."

"If you can't even light up the green in a moment, I advise you to take the initiative to leave the Princess. After all... although soft rice is delicious, one must have the life to swallow it."

After speaking, he stepped forward and pressed his hand on the stele.

Relying on the foundation built up by countless Medicinal Pills from the royal family, the beam of light barely rushed to blue. Although the light was a bit flimsy, it could be considered high-quality.

"Blue! High-quality!"

The Prince of Da Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around, looking at Su Feng with an expression of "I knew it."

"Fellow Daoist Su, you must show your true skills later so everyone can see, how much weight does the person chosen by Princess Ying really have?"

Ying Yue'e's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she was about to speak, but was stopped by Su Feng.

"So noisy."

Su Feng dug his ears with some impatience.

He didn't prepare like Jian Nanxin, nor was he fully armed like Wu Qin.

He walked to the stele casually, even a bit perfunctorily, and raised his right hand lazily.

No incantations, no breathing adjustment.

It was as if he were in his own back garden, casually patting a stone on the side of the road.

"Slap."

The moment his palm touched the stele.

The Yellow Emperor's Scripture for Courting Women in Su Feng's body just instinctively circulated for one cycle.

But it was this trace of terrifying aura belonging to a Heaven Rank peak Cultivation Technique that leaked out...

Boom!!!

A roar, duller and a hundred times more terrifying than when Jian Nanxin tested just now, suddenly exploded in the depths of everyone's Soul!

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a hundred miles... went berserk at this moment!

The Spiritual Qi, which was still restless because of Jian Nanxin's residual power, now seemed to see a true emperor, instantly becoming incomparably docile, and then... crazily surged towards Su Feng!

"This... what kind of Spiritual Qi fluctuation is this?!"

The eight Nascent Soul Ancestors in mid-air stood up abruptly, their eyes full of horror.

They felt that the Nascent Soul in their own bodies was actually trembling slightly, as if fearing the... aura of the young man below?

The next second.

The beam of light on the stele had no transition of color.

Directly... Purple!!!

Not the bright purple of Jian Nanxin, but a deep purple that was deep to the extreme, as if it contained the starry sky of the Universe!

Moreover, at the core of this deep purple, a dark golden light that made people unable to look directly was slowly gestating and expanding!

Purple Qi comes from the east, golden light protects the body!

The intensity of this light directly covered the sun, and the entire Sunset Forest seemed to have turned into a purple-gold ocean!

"Crack... crack..."

Just then, a sound full of discordance rang out.

In the deathly silent scene, it sounded particularly harsh.

Everyone turned their necks stiffly, looking at the testing stele that had stood for a thousand years.

Only to see, under Su Feng's seemingly unremarkable palm.

A fine crack was spreading crazily like a spider web at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It cracked!

That was a Soul Transformation stele that couldn't even be broken by a full-strength blow from a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator!

It actually cracked because it couldn't bear this person's potential...?

"This... how is this possible?!"

The elegance on the Prince of Da Qian's face completely collapsed, his smile froze on his face, his eyeballs were about to pop out, and his legs went soft, almost kneeling on the ground:

"He... he is only at the Mid-stage Golden Core! What kind of monster is this?!"

Wu Qin gasped even more.

"Surpassed purple... even the stele can't measure his limit?! What exactly is the Su Family hiding?"

Ying Yue'e covered her red lips, her heartbeat was so fast it was about to jump out, and her eyes were filled with brilliance.

"I bet right! This time I really bet right! This is no Genius, this is a Prodigy!"

The light gradually dissipated.

Su Feng slowly withdrew his hand, as if he had done a trivial thing, and even patted the stone dust off his hands with disdain.

He turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping over the Prince of Da Qian who was completely dumbfounded.

A faint arc curled at the corner of Su Feng's lips, without explanation, but it was more desperate than any explanation:

"Just this? This stele is of poor quality, change to a sturdy one next time."

After speaking, Su Feng stepped into the portal with his hands behind his back.

Leaving behind a group of Southern Region Prodigies whose worldviews were shattered in the wind, and those few Nascent Soul Ancestors looking at each other.

They all had a common thought in their hearts:

This Secret Realm... is probably going to change!