Chapter 74
"Putting aside their identities, Feng Zhenchuan's strength alone is already at the Peak Qi Refining Realm. Although Princess Ziwei is also at the Peak Qi Refining Realm, her strength may not be comparable to that of a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect."
Everyone present nodded in agreement. The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect value killing above all else, and few can rival them among their peers. As true disciples, killing enemies of higher ranks would probably be a piece of cake for them.
Princess Ziwei has never been known to have any outstanding achievements since her debut.
Amidst the whispers of the crowd, Feng Yi let out a cold snort, and the entire room fell silent instantly.
His gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on Xiao Minghuang, a playful smile appearing on his face, and he said:
"I've heard people say that you are the Ninth Princess of the Xia Kingdom... Oh right, now you've been bestowed the title of Princess Ziwei. It seems the Emperor Xia values you highly!"
"So what if it is?"
Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She had a feeling that Feng Yi seemed to have ulterior motives.
So she brought up the system panel, and Feng Yi's information came into view.
[Name: Feng Yi]
[Realm: Peak Qi Refining Realm]
[Destiny/Fate: Divine Eye of Shattering Illusions (Purple), Sword Dao Prodigy (Blue)]
[Born with divine eyes, able to see through illusions and reach the source, no restriction, seal, shackle, or formation can hide from him.]
Sword Dao Prodigy, achieving twice the results with half the effort in practicing swordsmanship.
Upon seeing Feng Yi's panel, Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, as if some important information had been overlooked.
At this moment, Feng Yi's gaze shifted and finally landed on Lin Wanqiu. After looking her over for a few moments, he asked the Eighth Prince beside him in a low voice.
Who is the girl in red standing next to Princess Ziwei?
Upon hearing this, the Eighth Prince responded:
"She is Lin Wanqiu, the daughter of the Beiyang City Lord."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yi narrowed his eyes, his arrogant expression gradually fading, revealing a slight smile.
He was born with the Divine Eye of Shattering Illusions, and could easily see through any physique or seal.
He had only come out for a casual stroll, but unexpectedly, he first encountered a Spirit Source containing innate divine objects, and then encountered Innate Taiyin Spirit Body that had not yet awakened.
If he could obtain this woman and cultivate with her, he would definitely be able to rapidly improve his cultivation level. In the future, it wouldn't be impossible for him to even defeat his senior brother and compete for the position of young Sect Master.
Feng Yi looked at Lin Wanqiu, grinned, and said:
"I am Feng Yi, the closed-door disciple of Elder Xuanjian of the Spirit Sword Sect. I would like to get to know Miss Lin. Would you be so kind as to grant me this favor?"
"Not interested."
Lin Wanqiu replied indifferently.
Feng Yi's gaze sharpened, his brows furrowed, he took a deep breath, and continued:
"Miss Lin, I observe that you possess extraordinary talent and aptitude. You are suitable to join my Spirit Sword Sect. I can recommend Miss Lin to become a true disciple directly."
"Miss Lin should know what the Spirit Sword Sect is. It is the number one sect in the Southern Border. Its cultivation resources, techniques, and martial arts are far beyond what a small Xia Kingdom can compare to. I advise Miss Lin to think it over carefully."
Faced with these words, Lin Wanqiu didn't even bother to respond, simply saying:
"I'm not interested. Please don't bring it up again."
These words left an even worse taste in the mouths of those present.
The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are openly trying to poach a talented martial artist from the Great Xia in broad daylight. This shows that they have no respect for the Great Xia Dynasty!
"Alas! Although the Great Xia can dominate among the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, it cannot compare with the Three Great Sects, let alone the Spirit Sword Sect, the leader of the Three Great Sects."
The Eighth Prince showed no shame or lamentation. Knowing he had no hope of succeeding to the throne, he had long ago joined the Spirit Sword Sect and become a low-ranking outer disciple.
This time, Feng Yi out to travel, intending to serve this noble Spirit Sword Sect disciple comfortably, hoping to give him a helping hand in the future. Even if he didn't become a true disciple, becoming an inner disciple would be a sure thing.
Having been rejected twice in public, Feng Yi sneered, his anger rising, but he did not intend to cause a scene here.
He did want to obtain the Innate Taiyin Spirit Body, that's true, but there was no need to forcibly take it from him in public.
As a prodigy from a major clan, he had plenty of ways to make a woman from a small Lineage submit.
But he was determined to obtain this Spirit Source.
As he pondered, Feng Yi strode toward Spirit Source.
"One hundred thousand spirit stones, this Spirit Source is mine."
But just as he was about to push the Spirit Source into his storage bag, he was suddenly pushed aside by a powerful spiritual force and almost knocked to the ground.
Feng Yi was startled and quickly steadied himself. He turned to look and saw Xiao Minghuang standing with his hands in his sleeves, his pupils flashing with golden light, sharp as a blade.
Feng Yi's face turned ugly. He hadn't expected that the princess of the small Xia Kingdom would dare to block him. She was incredibly audacious!
You should know that even the Emperor Xia was a generation lower than his master!
His voice was icy cold, filled with anger, as he asked:
"Princess Ziwei, what are you doing?!"
Xiao Minghuang said calmly:
"I already told you, I've bought this Spirit Source. You're too late."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yi trembled with rage, a look of fury appearing on his face.
He never expected that this Xia Kingdom princess would be so disrespectful to him; this was simply outrageous!
As the last disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he never expected to be so insulted by a mere princess of the Xia Kingdom!
"Princess Ziwei, do you dare to challenge me to a duel on the arena!"
Feng Yi spoke in a cold tone, enunciating each word clearly.
He didn't want to give up the innate divine object within the Spirit Source.
Moreover, he wanted to teach this arrogant princess from a small country a lesson, to show her just how powerful the disciples of the Grand Sect truly were.
She is not someone a mere princess of a small country could offend!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Minghuang frowned slightly and looked at Feng Yi with displeasure. How could this person be like this, actually wanting to compete with her?!
She wouldn't stoop to such a pointless activity; it would be a waste of both time and energy.
Xiao Minghuang shook her head:
"I'm busy."
99. Billions of lives lost!
"You..."
Upon hearing Xiao Minghuang's rejection, Feng Yi became even more furious, his eyes flashing with intense resentment. How could he, a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, be rejected by a mere princess of the Xia Kingdom?
How could I possibly swallow this insult!
"Alright, since you're unwilling to fight, then I'll accept this Spirit Source."
As he spoke, Feng Yi channeled his spiritual power, his figure flashed, and in the next moment he appeared before the Spirit Source, ready to take it into his possession.
Seeing this, Xiao Minghuang snorted coldly, her figure blurred, and she appeared in front of Feng Yi in the next moment.
Her speed was so fast that Feng Yi didn't even have time to react.
The next instant, a golden light shone.
"You..."
Just as Feng Yi was about to say something, he suddenly felt an immense force attacking him head-on, and the next moment he felt himself being violently smashed away.
He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.
He looked up in shock, and saw Xiao Minghuang standing in front of him, her eyes shining like a god.
"You... how could you be so strong?!"
Feng Yi's face was filled with disbelief.
In his mind, the Thirty-Six Kingdoms were nothing more than barren, desolate places devoid of resources and Spiritual Qi.
Even though the Xia Kingdom is the most powerful of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, there has never been any legendary martial arts geniuses.
But this princess of the Xia Kingdom actually managed to injure him with a single punch, even though they were at the same cultivation level!
"Is this what the sect's prodigies are like? They're far too weak."
Xiao Minghuang said calmly.
There was no disdain, no contempt; he uttered these words with utter calmness, as if stating a trivial fact.
"You!"
Feng Yi was furious. As a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he had never been so disrespected. He was filled with rage and wanted to rush forward and fight to the death.
"Senior Brother Feng, please calm down!"
Just then, the Eighth Prince hurriedly came over, stopped Feng Yi, and advised him:
"Senior Brother Feng, this is Myriad Treasures Pavilion. Let's give her a break for now. Once my sixth brother returns to the capital, we'll ask him to take action. He'll surely be able to avenge this humiliation!"
"Sixth Brother has already grasped the Sword Intent Embryo; defeating Princess Ziwei will be a piece of cake!"
After hearing this, Feng Yi calmed down a little.
"I naturally trust Senior Brother Xiao Jian's strength."
The Sixth Prince, Xiao Jian, although of humble origin, is indeed a rare genius in swordsmanship. At the age of eighteen, he has grasped the Sword Intent Embryo intent. It is said that he now wants to become a disciple of Elder Xuanjian in order to gain a chance to compete for the position of young Sect Master.
The Eighth Prince said in a low voice:
"Senior Brother Feng, let's leave quickly to avoid any further complications."
He knew in his heart that the Emperor Xia was now on Princess Ziwei's side, and if things really escalated, they would hardly gain anything.
Upon hearing this, Feng Yi composed himself, let out a long breath, glanced at him coldly, and said grimly:
"Little girl, I'll let you be arrogant for a few more days!"
After saying this, Feng Yi flicked his robes and turned to leave.
But at that moment...
Xiao Minghuang spoke again:
"Wait!"
"What? You've changed your mind and want to duel with me?"
Feng Yi stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Minghuang with a cold smile.
Xiao Minghuang spoke calmly:
"You've caused such a ruckus here, and you think you can just walk away like this?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's face darkened. It was clearly Xiao Minghuang who made the first move, but now the truth was being twisted and the blame was being placed on him.
Xiao Minghuang completely ignored Feng Yi's ashen face and continued:
"Compensate Myriad Treasures Pavilion for all its losses, or don't even think about leaving."
As she spoke, she looked at Pavilion Master Wang and asked:
"Pavilion Master Wang, what were the losses today? Please state your price."
Hearing this
"Repairing the special array within the workshop will cost 80,000 spirit stones, the damage to various facilities will cost approximately 60,000 spirit stones, and the remaining items will total around 50,000 spirit stones... Our two distinguished guests hold gold cards, so after the discount, it will be 160,000 spirit stones... Let's just say 150,000 spirit stones!"
Upon hearing this number, Feng Yi's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth.
Although he was wealthy, he only had a total of 50,000 spirit stones in his possession. Where would he get so many spirit stones?
Besides, he shouldn't have paid for it in the first place!
Feng Yi stood there, his expression constantly changing, looking extremely embarrassed.