Zheng-Fu stood still, saying nothing further. He was too bored to engage in conversation with these people. What he cared about was the effect of the potion that Song-Lang had just consumed. Seeing the results, Zheng-Fu smiled with pride and joy, satisfied that he had accurately estimated the proper dilution of the pill.

If someone below the Nascent Soul stage drank this Purple Heavenly Demon Potion, they could advance to the Immortal stage with just one bottle. With two more bottles, they might easily reach the early Immortal Soul stage. However, one pill could only be diluted into one hundred bottles of potion.

Zheng-Fu had already used one Purple Heavenly Demon Divine Pill on himself, one on Jin-Tian, and one for dilution to make the Purple Heavenly Demon Potion, leaving him with only seven pills remaining.

After giving one bottle of potion to Song-Lang, Zheng-Fu was left with ninety-nine out of the hundred bottles of potion. According to his calculations, these ninety-nine bottles of Purple Heavenly Demon Potions could significantly strengthen his people.

"Nephew, thank you so much for the Purple Heavenly Demon Potion you gave me. I was wondering if you might have…"

"I have more, but I can't give them to you," Zheng-Fu cut Song-Lang off before he could finish speaking. Zheng-Fu knew what Song-Lang was going to ask, and his response caused Song-Lang to flush with embarrassment. However, he couldn't complain, as the potion Zheng-Fu had provided was incredibly precious.

"But I will give it to those I choose," Zheng-Fu continued, "and one of them is the Great Elder."

Zing!!!

With that, Zheng-Fu tossed a bottle of the Purple Heavenly Demon Potion to the elder.

Blop!!!

"Thank you, grandson, for being so kind to an old man like me," Shuan-Gong said, delighted and overjoyed to receive the potion from Zheng-Fu.

As for the others, they could only feel envy and curse themselves for having treated Zheng-Fu poorly in the past. If they had known he had such valuable items, they would have gone to great lengths to please him. They regretted ever siding with the second elder.

"Grandson Fu-Zheng, as we are of the same race, you should consider giving us the potion too. It doesn't seem fair that only the Clan Leader and Great Elder received it," the Second Elder spoke up, his voice laced with dissatisfaction as he tried to request a potion.

Huh…?

"Doesn't seem fair? How is it unfair? The potion is mine, and I can give it to whomever I please. We may be of the same race, but we are not of the same family," Zheng-Fu replied, glaring at the second elder with cold eyes.

The second elder's face turned purple-green with embarrassment upon hearing Zheng-Fu's response. He felt a burning shame as Zheng-Fu dismissed him so bluntly, and a deep-seated anger began to fester within him.

The other elders found the second elder's behavior disgraceful and decided to distance themselves from him. They knew that associating with him might incur Zheng-Fu's displeasure, which they were eager to avoid.

"Second Elder, you should understand that the potion belongs to Nephew Fu-Zheng. If he doesn't want to give it to us, we can't force him," Song-Lang said quickly, trying to smooth things over when he noticed Zheng-Fu's growing displeasure.

"I... I... I understand, Clan Leader," the second elder replied, forcing himself to remain calm despite the intense anger and resentment boiling beneath his calm expression.

Zheng-Fu was fully aware of the second elder's hostility and knew that this man would likely cause trouble in the future. However, he refrained from taking action for now, as there were too many people present, and he was tired of explaining himself.

After that, the other elders each received a bottle of the Purple Heavenly Demon Potion. In total, Zheng-Fu distributed twelve bottles to the Silver Body Clan. The second elder did not receive any because he had left earlier.

As the elders drank the potion, their energy levels increased dramatically. With just one bottle, those at the seventh level of the Immortal stage advanced to the first level of the Immortal Soul stage. Shuan-Gong, who had been at the half-step to the Immortal Soul stage, had his energy level soar to the first level of the Immortal Soul stage and then to the third level.

The increase in the number of Immortal Soul stage martial masters within the Silver Body Clan meant that their clan's power and status would rise as well. The Silver Body Clan was now comparable to a lower mid-rank clan. If someone were promoted to an even higher level within the Immortal Soul stage, the Silver Body Clan could become an upper mid-rank clan.

This advancement meant that everyone would now have to respect the Silver Body Clan, and no one would dare look down on them anymore. However, interactions with the top-ranking clans were unlikely, as most of their members had energy levels at the Divine Emperor stage and above.

After the leveling up, Zheng-Fu spoke privately with Song-Lang and Shuan-Gong nearby. "Uncle Song-Lang, Grandpa Shuan-Gong, I hope you won't disappoint me tomorrow." After saying this, Zheng-Fu handed each of them two bottles of potion before turning and walking away.

The two were momentarily taken aback, but they quickly recovered and wanted to say something to Zheng-Fu. However, he had already disappeared from their sight.

"I definitely won't disappoint you," Song-Lang said, looking in the direction where Zheng-Fu had left.

The two exchanged glances and then smiled happily. Their decision to support Zheng-Fu that day had allowed them and the Silver Body Clan to regain their honor.

The Competitive Rally Among the Clans within Huang-Di City would begin tomorrow. The whole city was abuzz with excitement. Many people were out buying magic items for the younger generation to use in the rally.

Meanwhile, Dan-Ge had ordered a large number of highly skilled martial masters to keep a close watch around the city. He feared that the Demon Tribe might try to disrupt the event, as many people would be gathered. If the Demon Tribe did invade, many lives would be at risk.

The event was to be held in an open space near the city lord's residence, a location traditionally used for this rally. It was considered a sacred place by everyone in the city. At the center of the area was the massive and magnificent maneuver arena.

A day passed...

The competitive rally day had finally arrived...

At the Silver Body Clan, all the elders gathered in front of the clan entrance. They all looked very strong, especially Song-Lang and Shuan-Gong, whose auras were more formidable than anyone else's.

The reason for their increased power was that they had each consumed two more bottles of the potion Zheng-Fu had given them, causing their energy levels to rise further. Song-Lang had advanced to the half-step of the Divine Emperor stage, while Shuan-Gong had reached the early ninth level of the Immortal Soul stage.

Having such a high-stage clan leader and great elder made everyone feel delighted. Their clan had now become comparable to an upper mid-rank clan. However, one person was not pleased—the second elder.

'What the hell is going on? Why have Song-Lang and Old Shuan-Gong's energy levels increased so much? Even the other elders are now stronger than me. My position is about to... No!!! I won't let this happen!'

The second elder knew that his position was at risk, and he was determined not to let it be taken from him. Just then, the clan's cheers rang out.

"Are those the two brothers, Den and Diao?"

"Where?"

"Ah! Why do they look so different?"

"The auras they're releasing are just as strong as the elders in the clan!"

"Where have they been all these days? Why haven't we seen them?"

Everyone turned to look at the two brothers in unison, curious about where they had been and why their auras were now so powerful.

"Respect, Clan Leader. Respect, Great Elder."

The two young men stopped in front of Song-Lang and Shuan-Gong and greeted them politely and respectfully.

"Oh! We haven't seen each other in a month, and your energy levels have advanced greatly!" Song-Lang exclaimed in shock upon sensing their energy levels, though he quickly praised them.

"We're just lucky, and we're still not that strong. We can't compare to Clan Leader," Den replied humbly, knowing that Song-Lang's energy level was also very high.

"Ha ha ha, you two have done well. Let's head to the rally together," Shuan-Gong said, signaling that it was time to leave for the rally.

This time, the Silver Body Clan led more than a hundred people to join the rally, twice as many as before. This increase was due to the Silver Body Clan hiring many highly skilled martial masters to oversee the clan under the guidance of some elders.

Those attending the event included Song-Lang, Shuan-Gong, the Second Elder, and the other three elders, along with the younger generation of the clan and Zheng-Fu.

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