Trading

Thinking of this, a flash of resolution passed through Xue Wuhen's eyes.

Suppressing his churning vitality and humiliation, he harshly scolded the still-trembling disciple, Keep your mouth shut! If a single word of what happened today gets out, I will make you beg for life and pray for death!

Before his voice even faded, he didn't linger any longer. Without even bothering to pack his belongings, his figure transformed into a slightly panicked blood-red streak of light, speeding out of the Holy Land directly toward his sect of origin, the Blood Fiend Sect.

Right now, only by returning to the Blood Fiend Sect and finding the father who doted on him the most could he plan for the future and come up with a countermeasure. He absolutely had to avenge this grudge...

The Desolate Ancient Wang Family, Suspended Heavenly Island.

A palace hovered above a boundless sea of clouds, not relying on any formation, but because its very foundation was a massive Floating Divine Stone exuding a primordial aura.

The entire palace was built from ten-thousand-year warm jade. The eaves were not decorated with dragons and phoenixes, but carved with ferocious stone statues of various Immemorial fierce beasts that had gone extinct in ancient times, silently proclaiming the family's antiquity and formidable might.

Inside the hall, a young man slowly opened his eyes.

There was no purple aura surrounding him; instead, the moment he opened his eyes, terrifying phenomena resembling the sinking of the sun and moon and the collapse of stars flashed fleetingly deep within his pupils, causing the light in the entire warm jade hall to dim slightly.

His handsome face bordered on the demonic, and his black hair cascaded casually, naturally flowing with Daoist rhythm.

He was the most terrifying monstrous genius the Wang family had seen in tens of thousands of years, Wang Zhan!

At merely fifty-something years of age, his cultivation had already reached the late stage of the King Realm, and his combat prowess was incomparably powerful!

An old servant stood respectfully below, detailing the intelligence regarding Xiao Ruobai and the others slaying a King above their realm.

Oh?

Wang Zhan gently tapped the armrest carved from divine jade, producing a crisp sound as a playful smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

I've only been in seclusion for a year, and the Eastern Region has actually produced a few interesting characters? Heavenly Human Realm cultivators slaying a veteran King like Withered Bone... Now that is somewhat interesting.

His tone was flat, yet it carried an indifference of one looking down upon all living beings.

It was as if the battle achievements of Xiao Ruobai and the others were merely somewhat interesting and nothing more.

Father always says I possess the aptitude of a Great Emperor, ordering me to cultivate in seclusion and not to compete with the mundane world.

Wang Zhan slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the hall. Looking down at the churning sea of clouds, his gaze seemed to pierce through the void, looking toward the Xuan Province.

Looking at it now, this Eastern Region isn't entirely filled with mediocrity. Back in the day, among my peers, only a sparse few like the Jade Pool Holy Maiden, the Heavenly Secret Dao Child, and the Jiang Family's Divine King Body were barely worth my attention...

He paused slightly, adding with undisguised contempt, As for those so-called Holy Sons and Holy Maidens currently parading around the various Holy Lands? They are nothing but a flock of fledglings who have never experienced a true baptism. Just clay chickens and pottery dogs, not a single one is worthy of my gaze.

His tone was flat, yet it carried an innate arrogance, treating the heroes of the Eastern Region as nothing.

Among the top-tier factions of the Eastern Region, standard Holy Sons and Holy Maidens would step down from their titles upon reaching fifty years of age, entering the depths of their sects' foundations to cultivate in seclusion and prepare to compete for the position of Holy Lord.

I wonder how many moves these three newly emerged individuals can last against me?

A majestic battle intent, though not deliberately released, already left the old servant below trembling in fear, bowing his head deeply.

However, this battle intent was quickly retracted. Wang Zhan gently shook his head, that playful smile still lingering on his lips.

What a pity.

Right now, they are still too weak. With their Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, even if they possess the combat strength to slay Kings, they are still no different from ants before me.

He slowly raised his hand, the illusory shadow of stars destroying and reforming seeming to circulate in his palm.

Defeating a few slightly stronger bugs proves nothing. I hope they can grow a bit faster.

His gaze once again turned toward the Xuan Province. This time, it carried a faint hint of anticipation, like a chess player waiting for a worthy opponent to appear.

At the very least, they need to be qualified to stand before me, so as not to waste my effort in taking action.

Don't... die too easily.

As his voice fell, the main hall returned to silence. Only the sea of clouds churned soundlessly outside the hall, foreshadowing the magnificent waves of the future.

Inside the cave.

Xiao Ruobai and the others were planning to use this brief moment of peace to improve their strength and prepare for the coming storm.

But this peace was even shorter than they had anticipated!

Just as Fatty Wang dug out a few seemingly decent talismans, Ling Xi, who had been silently regulating her breathing, suddenly opened her eyes. A sharp light instantly erupted from those cold, clear eyes!

Something's wrong!

Almost at the exact moment she spoke, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu also jerked their heads up. A terrifying aura that made their souls tremble, like a massive invisible net, instantly enveloped the entire cave, locking firmly onto them!

Retreat!

Ling Xi's shout was short and sharp!

Boom!!!

Before her words faded, a massive energy hand that blotted out the sky, wrapped in the irresistible might of a Half-Saint, brazenly smashed the entire mountain wall to pieces like crushing ants!

Piercing rocks flew through the air, and smoke and dust filled the surroundings!

Although the four of them, including Xiao Ruobai, reacted extremely fast and retreated violently, they were still swept by the shockwaves of that terrifying palm wind. Their vitality churned, and they appeared quite disheveled as their figures were revealed from the collapsed cave.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood suspended in the air.

He wore a gray robe and had an ordinary face, but the aura emanating from his body was like a deep abyssal sea, vast and boundless, far surpassing the previous Old Man Withered Bone!

It was a coercion that had already touched the edge of the Saint Dao, with half a foot stepped into the realm of a Saint!

The gray-robed man looked at the four people below who, despite being disheveled, were not severely injured, and a flash of obvious surprise crossed his eyes.

Oh? To actually sense it in advance and escape in one piece under my palm strike... You indeed have some skill. No wonder you were able to kill that trash Withered Bone.

Xiao Ruobai suppressed his churning vitality and held the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd horizontally in front of him. His eyes were as sharp as blades as he asked in a deep voice, Who might Your Excellency be?

The gray-robed man smiled faintly, his tone carrying a condescending indifference. There is no need to mention names. I did not come here this time to take your lives, but merely to make a trade with you all.

A trade?

Xiao Ruobai laughed out of extreme anger, pointing the tip of his halberd straight at the other party.

Is this how Your Excellency conducts a trade? Gifting us a palm strike first? If we didn't have some life-saving skills, we would already be dead souls under your palm right now!

The gray-robed man's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, Just a little necessary test to prove you have the qualifications to trade with me.

My request is very simple. When the Seven Stars Secret Realm opens, give me a quota to enter; a secondary token will suffice.

In return, before the secret realm opens, I can guarantee your safety and block some unnecessary troubles for you.

He spoke with unparalleled confidence, as if the protection of a peak Quasi-Saint was a monumental blessing.

Xiao Ruobai sneered in his heart; this old fox was truly shameless.

If that palm strike had slapped us to death just now, he would have directly taken the tokens. If it didn't kill us, he would conveniently propose a trade, catching a white wolf with empty hands. The beads of his abacus are practically bursting in my face!

Before Xiao Ruobai could answer, Fang Hanyu had already spoken coldly, the Absolute Beginning Sword emitting a clear and melodious hum: There's no need. We will walk our own path.

Xiao Ruobai did not even bother to speak, merely staring at the gray-robed man with a gaze reserved for a leaping clown.

The indifference on the gray-robed man's face finally began to vanish, replaced by a trace of anger. The oppressive aura of a Quasi-Saint surged outward like a tidal wave. Just as he was about to lash out—

"Fine."

Ling Xi's cold and calm voice suddenly rang out. Though it was not loud, it echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Four chapters today!!!