Chapter 379: Killing the God King

The immortal remains of Emperor Wu Shi, his inheritance, and the very idea that “Emperor Wu Shi lives on the Dao platform” dominated conversations in the Divine City. On this day, everyone was discussing these topics, leading to widespread speculation and diverse opinions.

Never before had anyone commanded such immense influence. Anything concerning him was bound to become the focal point of the world’s attention.

Besides this, another minor focal point was Ye Fan, who had unearthed an astonishing number of rare treasures, making many envious.

Old Daoist Chi Long had disappeared, his whereabouts unknown.

Many understood that he must have felt apprehensive, especially since he had once pursued a Saint Lord. Now that the other party had brought forth a Saint Weapon, he certainly couldn't remain.

Should he be cornered by a Holy Land wielding an Emperor Weapon, even Daoist Chi Long, with all his heaven-defying abilities, would be utterly annihilated. In this world, no one could withstand an Emperor Saint Weapon.

Although he had departed, the Ancient Source Arts Family dared not turn against Ye Fan. As long as Daoist Chi Long was alive, his presence or absence made no difference.

This time, Ye Fan's gains were incredibly bountiful. The rare treasures he and Nangong Qi had unearthed were of immeasurable value, glistening brilliantly and captivating all who beheld them.

An ancient insect divine source, the head of an ancient royal family, and two divine sources the size of human heads—these alone amounted to over two million catties of pure source. Everyone present stared in disbelief.

Even many individuals of distinguished backgrounds, who had witnessed numerous grand spectacles, were stunned. Such an immense divine treasure would move and shock anyone.

Even Nangong Qi, who had weathered many storms, was pale and dizzy at this moment. His heart was bleeding.

He and three other Source Arts Grandmasters had spent days exhaustively examining stones at the Yaoguang Stone Pavilion, nearly exhausting themselves to select these three precious items, only to lose.

Originally, he had intended to return the unearthed treasures to the Yaoguang Stone Pavilion to avoid incurring enmity, as ancient Source Arts families generally do not gamble on stones in Holy Land stone pavilions.

But now, everything was in vain. Not only did he suffer immense losses, but he also thoroughly offended the Yaoguang Stone Pavilion, which was undoubtedly a major problem.

“The bet! One and a half million catties of pure source, to be paid in divine source!” Li Heishui reminded loudly.

Nangong Qi was truly on the verge of spitting blood. Having to pay out so much additional source on top of the unearthed treasures was utterly infuriating.

“Gentlemen, your generosity is truly remarkable; your ancient kindness is beyond words of thanks,” came a sarcastic remark.

The young members of the Ancient Source Arts Family glared at the dark-faced man, wishing they could rush over and thoroughly beat him with a shoe. Each of them was practically suffering internal injuries, so enraged they could barely contain themselves.

“Blackie, I'll remember you!” a furious disciple from the Ancient Source Arts Family exclaimed, pointing at him, his body trembling.

Although these rare treasures were sealed, auspicious light still radiated from them, dazzling and exciting all who beheld them, making it impossible to look away.

A pile of rare treasures lay there, emitting myriad rays of light that made it hard to open one’s eyes. The mere thought of them was enough to drive people mad, and many felt the impulse to kill and seize the treasures.

This astonishing collection of divine treasures was like something out of a fairy tale. Few had ever witnessed such a vast amount at once; even the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens found their breathing quickening.

With such rare treasures, what couldn't be achieved? One could found a sect, exchange for scriptures, buy ancient elixirs, or acquire ultimate weapons...

All of this was incredibly tempting, inspiring an impulse to commit crimes.

The most precious item, however, was the Qilin Seed, which was not among these displayed treasures. Ye Fan had already sealed it away in a small white jade cauldron.

“Quickly put them away,” Li Heishui whispered, “those old geezers look like they’ve taken an aphrodisiac. Their eyes are red; they’re about to pounce.”

Even the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens felt the urge to plunder, let alone everyone else.

“Swish!”

Ye Fan swept his sleeve, collecting all the rare treasures. Fortunately, they were all divine sources; if they had been pure source, it would have been a mountain, difficult to collect.

As the divine objects vanished, many elder figures rushed forward, pushing and pulling. For them, the commotion surrounding Emperor Wu Shi was irrelevant; only solving their lifespan dilemma was most urgent.

“You old geezers are truly ruthless...”

Li Heishui cursed as he scrambled and rolled to escape. He was almost trampled underfoot, his clothes nearly torn off, and his shoes completely kicked off.

In the center of the crowd, Ye Fan couldn't break free. His clothes were torn to shreds, and the old men's fervent attention was unbearable.

“Auction... I will auction them at the Sky Demon Treasure Pavilion!” he shouted loudly, unable to cope with the onslaught.

The crowd did not disperse. He was entangled for a full hour before he finally managed to escape.

For the next two days, Ye Fan and Pang Bo remained hidden in the Sky Demon Treasure Pavilion, not daring to venture out, knowing they would be surrounded wherever they went.

People from various Holy Lands had come, their purpose clear: they wanted to acquire the Qilin Seed, which was a priceless sacred artifact to them.

The breach of Purple Mountain had caused an enormous stir. Over the past two days, astonishing news continued to spread, though people found it difficult to discern truth from falsehood.

Divine King Jiang Taixu is still alive!

The news spread, shaking the Northern Region and astonishing the entire Eastern Wasteland. This was the only verified truth; other reports were yet to be confirmed.

“Someone who has lived for nearly five thousand years...”

“Sealed for four thousand years, he actually endured!”

The Divine City was abuzz. Many people could not remain calm; the news was too astonishing. Without a doubt, the biggest winner this time was the Jiang family.

Regardless of whether they obtained the Wu Shi Scripture, the Jiang family could be said to have reaped a full harvest. It was well known that Divine King Jiang possessed the Sacred Battle Method, hailed as the most formidable offensive divine technique in the Eastern Wasteland!

“Unbelievable. To survive four thousand years without dying, the Divine King truly has a tenacious life. Now that the Jiang family has the Nine Secrets, who can contend with them?”

No one could remain calm. The emergence of the 'Dou' character secret from the Nine Secrets shook the Eastern Wasteland, and many were envious, eager to seize it for themselves.

The Jiang family reacted as if facing a great enemy, guarding Jiang Taixu day and night with an ultimate weapon, fearing he might be exploited.

Jiang Taixu had indeed been rescued, but he was almost indistinguishable from a dead man. Not only was his physical body nearly withered, but his divine consciousness was also almost extinguished.

“Trapped for thousands of years, lacking spiritual energy—his survival is already the greatest miracle in the world!”

“Divine King Jiang Taixu, who was vibrant and shook the world in his youth, has reappeared as a hero in decline.”

Many people sighed, lamenting that a figure of such unparalleled talent would meet such a fate.

The old Divine King was too weak to be sent back to the Jiang family; his divine consciousness flame could extinguish at any moment. He could only be placed in the Divine City's Dragon Transformation Pond.

This pond, as ancient as the Divine City, possessed miraculous healing effects and was shrouded in ethereal legends, said to have once birthed true dragons. It was now their only hope for saving his life.

The Jiang family worked tirelessly, bringing various spirit medicines from their clan and offering exorbitant prices to acquire life-saving methods from across the land.

When Ye Fan unearthed the Qilin Seed, the Jiang family naturally learned of it, and several Grand Elders subsequently arrived, willing to purchase it at a high price to save a life.

At the same time, many more people sought Ye Fan with the same purpose: to acquire the Qilin Seed, no matter the cost.

“Some people do not wish for the old Divine King Jiang to revive,” Yao Yuekong immediately concluded upon witnessing the situation.

“Such is human nature...” Ye Fan also nodded.

It was a blatant competition. Many people wanted to buy the Qilin Seed, no matter the cost!

Many faces were unfamiliar, some even concealing their true appearance. It was unknown which major forces they came from, but their intentions were clearly aimed at causing trouble for the Jiang family.

Li Heishui even suspected that if they weren't hiding in the Sky Demon Treasure Pavilion, they would be directly killed and the Qilin Seed stolen.

Ye Fan had no regrets; he had told the Jiang family at their first meeting that the divine medicine was reserved solely for Divine King Taixu and would not be given to anyone else.

He would not forget the great kindness Divine King Jiang had shown him by imparting knowledge.

“For these two days, we will first use various spiritual medicines to condition the old Divine King's physical body. Once he shows slight improvement, he will urgently need the Qilin divine medicine to save his life.”

The Grand Elders of the Jiang family explained everything, stating that it was currently not advisable to use overly potent divine medicines to extend his life; they would proceed gradually.

Ye Fan truly wanted to give them the Qilin Seed directly, but before he could say anything, the Jiang family's Grand Elders explicitly stated that they would gather enough divine source in the coming days to purchase the divine medicine.

He considered this and decided not to press the matter, fearing that being too proactive might make the Jiang family suspicious.

At the same time, he did not want the world's only Qilin divine medicine to perish. He recalled the elixir fruit of the True Dragon divine medicine he had recently obtained, wondering if it could serve as a substitute.

A storm was brewing; within these two days, the atmosphere in the Divine City became distinctly unusual, with a faint sense of oppression.

In the dead of night over these two days, the Divine City was greatly shaken as a supreme master launched a night raid on the Dragon Transformation Pond, killing one of the Jiang family's Elders and nearly breaking in.

Had it not been for the might of the Hengyu Furnace, which repelled the formidable enemy, the old Divine King would likely have been killed.

The news spread, shaking the Divine City and astonishing all quarters. Although everyone had anticipated that many major forces wouldn't want the Divine King to revive, they hadn't expected anyone to make a move so soon.

Everyone understood that this would not cease; perhaps it was only the beginning. The revival of the peerless Divine King had too vast an impact, and many major forces did not want the Jiang family to obtain the Nine Secrets.

The Jiang family reacted as if facing a great enemy, guarding the Dragon Transformation Pond day and night with the ultimate divine furnace forged from Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold, and summoning a large number of masters.

Upon hearing this news, Ye Fan immediately invited powerful figures from all sides to witness him handing over the Qilin divine medicine to the Sky Demon Treasure Pavilion for auction, ensuring everyone knew it was no longer in his possession.

Otherwise, he worried that someone would come to kill him and seize the divine medicine seed overnight.

Those operating in the shadows dared to trespass into the Dragon Transformation Pond and offend the Jiang family, let alone a minor cultivator like him with no background.

It was predictable that many major forces, including Holy Lands—colossal entities high above—felt the urge to make a move. He certainly did not want to inexplicably become cannon fodder.

On this day, the Divine City suddenly grew tense. The vital energy of the powerful individuals within the city surged like dragons, vaguely piercing through the sky.

Even if they concealed their aura, the arrival of too many peerless masters would still create a peculiar sensation, alarming many prominent figures.

As night fell, vibrant streams of vital energy, like true dragons, could be clearly seen soaring straight into the sky.

Vital energy, like dragons, surged forth one after another, piercing through both heaven and earth!

Upon witnessing such a miraculous sight, many cultivators' expressions changed. They wondered what level of cultivation was required to manifest such a terrifying phenomenon of vital energy surging into the sky.

“The Divine City is a special place,” an elder figure remarked. “Once a peerless expert arrives with killing intent, a heavenly phenomenon will manifest during the night, revealing their presence.”

Without a doubt, many terrifying figures had appeared within the city, potentially ready to unleash a thunderous blow!

After entrusting the divine medicine seed to someone for safekeeping in front of many witnesses, Ye Fan ran out that very day, no longer daring to stay in the Sky Demon Treasure Pavilion.

However, he couldn't remain aloof; after all, the divine medicine was his. As soon as he emerged, he received invitations from various powerful figures.

Even Li Heishui was startled, exclaiming, “You’ve truly become a popular target. People from all the Holy Lands are inviting you.”

Ye Fan also felt a headache. The Holy Sons and Holy Maidens extended separate invitations, and successors from major sects also sent invitations...

“None are easy to offend; which one should I go to?” he wondered, as all sides were trying to win him over, requiring careful consideration.

Li Heishui paused, then pointed to a pink invitation, saying, “An Miaoyi invited you; she’s clearly trying to make you her favored guest.”