Blood Python President and Luo Feng

"I'll pay! I'll pay!" The True God Heart in Luo Feng's palm spoke. The face of Lai Mo Vice-President emerging on its surface was full of anxiety and terror.

What dignity of the strong? At a time like this, it was all dog shit! Lai Mo Vice-President had no desire to die!

"Where is the Universe Sand for the additional payment?" Luo Feng asked.

"It's with the President, the President has it!" The image of Lai Mo Vice-President on the True God Heart's surface cried out in urgent warning, "President, President!!!" His voice contained Eternal True God-level divine power, naturally carrying far into the distance. If not for the formations concealing every corner of Dream Flower House, it would have spread much farther.

Whoosh.

A black-scaled figure had already arrived outside the gates of Lan Xing Hall. It was Blood Python President Mu Yang.

As the leader of a dark force, Mu Yang was covered in black scales, yet his aura was restrained, making him seem utterly ordinary. But anyone with well-informed sources knew that Blood Python President Mu Yang was one of Huyang City's foremost figures. His strength was unfathomable; even the City Lord's Mansion had suffered losses at his hands before.

"Twelve thousand Universe Sand—I'll pay it. Please spare my brother." Blood Python President Mu Yang smiled. "And that scepter weapon, the Blood Python Society would also like to redeem it. Name your price."

"Blood Python President, you are quite forthright." Luo Feng held the True God Heart in his left hand and casually waved. A scepter flew out. "This scepter will count as six thousand Universe Sand."

"Before I had even handed over the Universe Sand, Brother Luo He had already returned the weapon. Admirable, admirable!" Blood Python President Mu Yang praised with a smile.

The consequences of refusing to pay the Universe Sand were something the President could fully foresee.

"This is eighteen thousand Universe Sand." A Black Bottle appeared in Blood Python President Mu Yang's hand and flew before Luo Feng. With a sweep of divine power, Luo Feng confirmed that it held exactly 18,000 grains—not one more, not one less.

Luo Feng caught the Black Bottle with his right hand, then flicked his left. The True God Heart became a streak of light and flew back into Lai Mo Vice-President's body. Lai Mo Vice-President soon recovered and stood up, his gaze toward Luo Feng filled with fear.

During the negotiations between the two sides, the other Eternal True Gods did not dare speak. After all, if something unexpected happened, they feared they would be implicated by the anger.

"I truly admire Brother Luo He's strength. It is only right that twenty thousand Universe Sand be paid to Brother Luo He as compensation." Blood Python President Mu Yang said, "We shall take our leave from tonight's Hundred Flowers Banquet first."

With that, Blood Python President Mu Yang walked straight out. Lai Mo Vice-President followed behind him, while the Dream Flower Mistress could only watch from the side.

Luo Feng looked at the Black Bottle in his hand.

This President is quite good at enduring. Luo Feng thought. Among the dozen or so Eternal True Gods attending this Hundred Flowers Banquet, at least according to the intelligence he knew, the most terrifying and wealthiest should have been Blood Python President Mu Yang.

Though the two Eternal True Gods of the Qu Meng Royal Clan held high status, there were over ten Eternal True Gods in the Qu Meng Royal Clan in Huyang City. The secret arts they cultivated consumed tremendous resources, so how many resources could they really have left in hand?

The Blood Python Society, however, was ruled solely by its President. Having long squeezed the Myriad Races Cultivators of Huyang City dry, its accumulated wealth was naturally immense.

"Luo He God Monarch." The Dream Flower Mistress walked over.

"It is not suitable to remain any longer tonight. Dream Flower Mistress, I'll take my leave first." Luo Feng rose to his feet. Those Eternal True Gods were all watching him from afar, so he could no longer continue listening to the music.

Luo Feng left with Moluo Sa, and the Dream Flower Mistress could only see them off. She also promised, "Rest assured, God Monarch. Our Dream Flower House will certainly take good care of A Luo Ya from now on."

The Dream Flower Mistress was indeed somewhat nervous.

There was no helping it. Anyone who had seen Luo Feng seize Lai Mo Vice-President's True God Heart with a single move could not help but feel nervous.

"This Luo He God Monarch is far too strong." The Dream Flower Mistress watched Luo Feng and the others leave. "He should be among the tiny handful at the very top of Huyang City. But why did he lose control under my illusion arts?"

"Tonight's Hundred Flowers Banquet was truly spectacular!"

"In the end, it was still the Blood Python Society that bowed its head in this conflict." The two Eternal True Gods of the Qu Meng Family rose with smiles, chatting among themselves. Whether it was Luo Feng's move or Blood Python President Mu Yang obediently paying compensation, both made the scene feel exceptionally thrilling to them.

How rare was it for the leader of a dark force to bow his head and pay compensation?

"Luo He God Monarch's strength is truly terrifying."

"Did he lose control in the illusion arts earlier because there is a flaw in his mind, or did he deliberately lose control?" One by one, the Eternal True Gods rose. They no longer had the heart to continue attending the banquet.

"Luo He's strength is above mine." White Mist Lord silently said. "The Blood Python President is extremely powerful, yet he endured it!"

As fellow dark forces of Huyang City, White Mist Lord naturally understood the Blood Python President's terror!

If the six Eternal True Gods of their Six Gentlemen Alliance were close in strength, only gaining such imposing might through unity, then the Blood Python Society relied mainly on the Blood Python President's power alone! The two Vice-Presidents were far inferior!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Eternal True Gods either discussed the matter or left with heavy thoughts, flying away one after another. Only Shang Tianyan and Sang Shuiyun, the two Eternal True Gods infatuated with the Dream Flower Mistress, remained behind.

"My newly acquainted Brother Luo He is not merely strong!" Shang Tianyan exclaimed. "Earlier, he was even willing to drink with me and acknowledge me as a friend."

"With strength like his, how could he have lost control within illusion arts?" Confusion appeared in the desolate eyes of Sang Shuiyun, the winged man. "An Eternal True God might have weak willpower. But an Eternal True God this powerful could not possibly have weak willpower!"

"Right. Whether refining an exotic beast bloodline or cultivating powerful secret arts, one needs immensely strong willpower," Shang Tianyan said.

"But he lost control just now," Sang Shuiyun said. "You and I both saw it."

Shang Tianyan froze, then nodded. "Yes, he truly did lose control just now."

"I can't make sense of it." Sang Shuiyun's eyes were filled with bewilderment.

"Sometimes, losing control does not necessarily mean the illusion arts are too powerful," Shang Tianyan said. "It could also be because he willingly immersed himself in them."

"Willingly immersed himself?" Sang Shuiyun looked at Shang Tianyan. "Was there something in the illusion he sought?"

Shang Tianyan saw the Dream Flower Mistress flying over from afar, and his eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly called out, "Mistress!"

Sang Shuiyun's gaze toward the Dream Flower Mistress also softened somewhat.

Blood Python Society Headquarters.

"This time, our Blood Python Society has lost too much face. We were suppressed by an Eternal True God who appeared out of nowhere, and even President, you personally offered compensation." A gaunt figure could not help saying. He was the Blood Python Society's other Vice-President, Mu Lin. "This happened at Dream Flower House, and so many Eternal True Gods saw it. In a single night, it will spread throughout every force in Huyang City!"

Lai Mo Vice-President and President Mu Yang both remained silent.

"Lai Mo, is he really that formidable? He took your True God Heart in one move?" Vice-President Mu Lin pressed.

"Would I fake something like this?" Lai Mo Vice-President snapped in anger and embarrassment.

"Enough."

President Mu Yang looked out the window and said, "This matter ends here!"

Vice-President Mu Lin looked at his clansman in shock. "We're just going to let this Luo He, who knows where he came from, keep pressing the Blood Python Society beneath his foot?"

"If an ordinary Eternal True God dared slap us in the face, naturally we could not endure it." Mu Yang said calmly. "But an Eternal True God capable of extracting Lai Mo Vice-President's True God Heart in one move—if we bow our heads and endure it, it is not disgraceful."

Mu Yang looked out the window. "And I could tell that he was waiting for me to act! The enemy is in the dark, while I am in the light. He knows much about me, but I know nothing about him... Of course I cannot make a move."

"Wait. Once I understand his background..." Mu Yang's gaze turned icy. "I will make him pay the price."

More than a dozen Eternal True Gods had witnessed this conflict. One spread it to ten, ten spread it to a hundred, and that very night, every reasonably well-informed force in Huyang City received detailed intelligence about the clash.

All the various forces also remembered the name Luo He.

Inside a small building of Yan Feng Pavilion.

"This Luo He is truly interesting." The Yan Feng Pavilion Master looked at the latest intelligence report. "He lost control while listening to the Dream Flower Mistress's musical illusion arts, yet moments later, without using any secret treasure weapon, he reached out and took the Blood Python Society Vice-President's True God Heart."

The gray mist figure organizing the intelligence at his side said calmly, "He acted right before Blood Python President Mu Yang, so he had clearly made preparations to fight President Mu Yang properly. But Mu Yang endured it. He bowed his head."

"Second Uncle, who do you think is stronger between them?" the Yan Feng Pavilion Master asked curiously.

"The Blood Python Society's territory has attracted the envy of too many forces, and even the Five Great Families have struck at it ruthlessly. Yet in several killing traps investigated by our Yan Feng Pavilion, the Blood Python President survived every time. Several Eternal True Gods of the Five Great Families have died at his hands. Even now, we have not uncovered his true background." The gray mist figure said. "As for Luo He, we know almost nothing about him. He is far too mysterious."

"Who is stronger? We will only know once they fight." The gray mist figure said.

"Based on my understanding of the Blood Python President, this matter will not end so easily." Expectation glimmered in the Yan Feng Pavilion Master's eyes.

Inside Chaos A-3 Superlarge Cave Dwelling.

Mo Li Meng looked at the latest intelligence sent by the City Lord's Mansion and could not help being astonished. "This Luo He can actually overpower the Blood Python Society? The City Lord's Mansion has directly raised his rating to Rank A?"

The City Lord's Mansion rated every Eternal True God. From highest to lowest, there were four ranks: A, B, C, and D.

The highest Rank A represented... an Eternal True God whom even dispatching a Huyang Legion could do nothing against!