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King of Gods – Chapter 782


Chapter 782 – Duke Nanfeng


The Eighth Prince was a little perplexed as he stood outside the palace. He was here to accompany Princess Yuqing greeting Zhao Feng, but he never 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 was able to pierce through his soul, and it seemed like it could pierce through anything.


Duke Nanfeng? Zhao Feng was slightly surprised as his eyes were fixed 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 could roughly estimate Duke Nanfeng's strength.


Duke Nanfeng was clearly a top-tier 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 terms of horrors, 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. That skill alone could make the Mystic Light Realm 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.


"Why do I owe the honor of having Duke welcome 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 Duke Palace, Duke Nanfeng, the Eighth Prince, Zhao Feng, and Princess Yuqing were seated in a pavilion. Zhao Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at the scenery outside; there were birds chirping, and it was a lot of fun. Zhao Feng couldn't help but admire the wealth of the Duke's 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 the Zhao Feng family as well as the clan.


One such question was, "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 awakens the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly," the Eighth Prince murmured.


Zhao Feng gave a standard answer and immediately turned to 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, all he needed to do was enter the Divine Illusion Dimension.


"Good, good, Little Friend Zhao is a very straightforward person," Duke Nanfeng praised. 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 Feng's left eye glittered with a purple light.


Mia miao!


The little thieving cat leaped out of the ancient metal ring and lay down 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 the medicine I made over the past month," Zhao Feng explained.


Duke Nanfeng was shocked. According to the news he had received, Zhao Feng had been in seclusion 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 within 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 wasn't much of a problem using some for this medicine. If the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body reached another level, it could increase the absorption rate dramatically.


Zhao Feng then inserted the Elixir of Life and some liquid-based Soul Dao resources into the "fruit juice." Throughout the process, the fruit juice gives off a scent.


Zhao Feng then told Duke Nanfeng to insert the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly into the fruit juice.


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


Air bubbles formed in the fruit juice, and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly seemed to be very familiar and close to this juice.


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 power of the Soul eye lineage of the God Spiritual Eye and combined it into one liquid.


Mia miao!


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


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


“Signs of life getting stronger!” Duke Nanfeng revealed an excited expression. At this moment, even his imperial lineage trembled in front of Zhao Feng's eye lineage. The strange language of the little thieving cat also seemed to contain a deep rhythm.


Duke Nanfeng knew nothing of this cat and human mystery even with all his skill and knowledge.


At a certain moment, the Soul power bloodline Zhao Fengs eyes began to release the aura of the God Tribulation Lightning, 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 Race; it was still very weak and had just woken up yet was still very strong.


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


Miao miao's!


On the other hand, the little thieving cat waved its paws and spoke to the Cloud Silkworm Sacred Butterfly. Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly seemed to understand, and the hostility in his 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 his Void God Realm cultivation, felt his bloodline tremble.


This cultivation of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was at least at the level of the Void God Realm Emperor, and it could threaten the Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords with its 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 silkworm state 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 stronger defenses, and even those ranked higher 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.


"Wake up!" Duke Nanfeng could not help his excitement. Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly has the ability to change his 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.


Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly fell asleep some time 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 Saint Butterfly would probably be fully awakened.


"Zhao Feng, thank you. Apart from the reward, I will also owe you a favor. ” 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 the Duke's Palace, I am willing to give you a rank three hundred years Marquis," Duke Nanfeng said in a serious tone.


Marquis!?


The hearts of the Eighth Prince and the Princess surged.


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