Chapter 550: Yellow Cow, Toad, and Big Black Cow All Appear

"Moo!" The big black ox, sleek and jet-black, was covered in blood—wounds from its fierce battle out of the Undying Mountain. Now in its original form, it stood upright and bellowed, "Damn it, this old ox is finally back! A vibrant world, magnificent landscapes, await my appreciation!"

"Hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw! Finally, I've returned alive, from the land of death back to the human world. From now on, this old donkey will become a god and an ancestor!" The old donkey perked its ears and bared its large teeth, incredibly excited and bursting with confidence, clearly having experienced a surge in power.

"A loud bang in the sky, and here I am, making a grand entrance! Old Master Ouyang, the toad, is back too!" Ouyang Feng, the toad, looked at the world with a squint, as boastful as could be.

The yellow ox was also very excited. Currently in human form, with soft, golden hair, he looked very young but incredibly beautiful, blinking his large eyes. He said, "We need to rest and recuperate quickly. We don't know what's happening outside. Once our strength is restored, we'll go out immediately!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! In the midst of the mountains, several terrifying surges of vital energy shot up, dispersing the mist that permeated the area. All of them emitted astonishing energy fluctuations, practicing their breathing techniques, resting, healing, and recovering.

Kunlun Mountain was majestic, with purple mist rising. Within the mountains were flat plains, lush green grass, flourishing trees, and a clear small lake, from which wisps of spiritual energy ascended. However, the atmosphere here was now incredibly tense. As the Divine Son of the God Race's expression turned cold, the entire region seemed to become bone-chilling.

"You killed Yu Jiubian, a servant of my clan, and even carved up his flesh to sell on the Primal Beast platform. This is a grave provocation against my God Race, a great sin!"

The golden hair of Luo Yi, the Divine Son, fluttered around him. His eyes were chillingly cold, his golden pupils gleamed with a sinister light, and the golden radiance emanating from his entire body became increasingly intimidating.

However, Chu Feng remained calm. He sat cross-legged, pouring and drinking wine by himself, completely at ease, as if he hadn't heard a single word. Only at the very end did he say, "And then?"

He had killed Yu Jiubian and offered no explanation. He didn't need to. With just those three words, "And then?", he clearly conveyed his powerful and uncompromising stance. This was a silent confrontation.

Nearby, everyone's expressions changed. This Demon King Chu was truly extraordinary, facing the Divine Son Luo Yi of the God Race with such tranquility, a tranquility that held a sharp edge.

Earlier, he had decimated the people from Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou with dozens of flicking gestures, astonishing many Divine Sons and Saintesses.

Now, seeing his composure and calm again, many people sighed. He truly lived up to his reputation as Demon King Chu, the one who stirred up boundless trouble and chaos!

"Quite interesting. He truly is a descendant of those who dared to fight my clan in the past; that stubbornness and arrogance have been passed down."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yi, the Divine Son, didn't get angry. He actually praised Chu Feng in this manner, a faint smile on his face, though it was a very cold one.

Luo Yi gave him a deep look and said, "Undoubtedly, I am somewhat interested in you. From now on, you shall follow me. All past transgressions will be forgiven and forgotten."

A commotion erupted among the people. Kunlun Mountain could not remain peaceful. Before the glowing cliff face and beside the auspicious-energy-filled lake, numerous Divine Sons and Saintesses exchanged astonished glances.

The Divine Son of the God Race actually wanted to subdue Chu Feng and make him a follower? Even the matter of him killing a descendant of their clan's retainers could be dropped without consequence?

One must remember, that incident had a huge impact. Chu Feng had publicly sold the flesh of a God. Could even such enmity be set aside?

Even Qin Luoyin, the fairy from the Great Dream Pure Land, now showed a hint of surprise. She had been quiet and detached, but finally turned her head slightly to look in their direction.

Chu Feng responded coldly, saying, "In my life, many people can walk alongside me as partners through life and death. But I will never grovelingly follow others. I do not possess such a servile nature!"

He decisively refused. There was nothing to compromise on. A follower? Was that not just a henchman, or even, eventually, a servant?

Luo Yi, the Divine Son of the God Race, spoke coldly, "Chu Feng, you are rejecting a good intention, a suggestion from a direct descendant of the God Race. This is already a low posture from me. If others from my clan were here, why would they waste words with you? They would simply strike you down!"

Finally, he retracted his coldness, becoming calm and composed. His entire being appeared radiant, emanating golden light. He said, "I can promise that following me will bring you a glorious life!"

Chu Feng felt nothing towards this person or his words. Even if Luo Yi considered himself to be magnanimous and humble, in Chu Feng's eyes, it was merely fleeting smoke.

What harmony could there be? The forbidden figures of Luo Yi's clan, who had achieved the "Reflecting the Heavens" level, had once participated in hunting down the ancestors of this star. This enmity was far too great!

"Chu Feng, you'd better think this through!" Luo Yi said gravely.

"You are too arrogant and conceited. Who could ever make me follow them? You, certainly not! How about this: since you haven't turned hostile on the spot, whether you're sincere or just putting on an act, I'll also give you a chance. Follow me, and I guarantee you endless glory!"

Many people gasped, drawing cold breaths. The cultivator from this declining land was far too arrogant, daring to speak like this to a direct descendant of one of the top ten ancient and established clans.

He wanted to take the Divine Son of one of the top ten God Races as a follower? This was truly outrageous audacity. To some, it was a death wish.

Even if Luo Yi didn't object—even if he went crazy, lost his mind, and inexplicably agreed—it would still be a path to death. Would the God Race agree to this? They would simply swat them all dead!

"Heh heh, ha ha..." Luo Yi burst into laughter.

He discarded his last vestiges of warmth and radiance. His face became stern, a frosty smile playing on his lips as he looked at Chu Feng. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't value it or grasp it. In that case, I'll have no choice but to eliminate you!"

Without waiting for Chu Feng to speak, he continued, "This planet once held a high status, and its people were powerful, but that is ultimately a thing of the past. I, however, am quite nostalgic, longing for that era and hoping to contend with figures from that time. Since that's naturally impossible now, I decided to capture their descendants, keep them by my side, and have them obey my commands to fulfill my desire. And you, you've disappointed me."

Chu Feng's expression instantly turned incredibly cold as he stared at Luo Yi. "Is this your honesty, or just your true colors showing after dropping the pretense?"

"Interpret it as you wish," the Divine Son of the God Race said, staring at him. "Since you refuse to obey, I will capture you alive and slowly cultivate you. I believe you will eventually be willing to serve as a servant. This is the consequence of refusing a toast and having to drink a forfeit!"

"Idiot, do you want to be sold?!" Chu Feng's single sentence left many speechless and stunned for a long time.

Not only did he directly insult a direct descendant of the God Race, but he also added, "Do you want to be sold?" This was a threat, a warning, his... unique style, exclusive to Chu Feng, the human trafficker!

"Ha, you, with so little power, want to contend with me?!" Luo Yi, the Divine Son of the God Race, now unleashed terrifying fluctuations of vital energy, the oppressive force of which made nearby people feel suffocated. He was truly too powerful.

Even some Divine Sons and Saintesses found it unbearable, almost kneeling down; the gap was enormous!

In the distance, some people sneered, thinking Chu Feng was overly arrogant, daring to challenge a direct descendant of one of the top ten great clans. That was purely seeking death!

Now, everyone felt the terrifying, unparalleled power of the Divine Son of the God Race. Except for Qin Luoyin, no one else was a match for him.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, his heart trembling. Fortunately, he had decisively consumed the vermillion fruit, secretly evolved, and advanced into the Visualization realm. Otherwise, today would have been a huge disaster!

At this moment, many people stared at Chu Feng, looking in his direction, because no one knew he had evolved to the Visualization level. They still thought he was a cultivator in the Free-Roaming realm. How could someone at that level be the Divine Son's opponent?!

At this moment, Chu Feng became calm, devoid of fear. Since he was already an evolver at the Visualization level, what was there to fear? He had confidence to face anyone in this realm and could fight a decisive battle.

"Fairy Lan Shi, come over and pour me some wine!"

At this, Chu Feng finally spoke, causing jaws to drop. He wasn't addressing the Divine Son of the God Race, but talking to Lan Shi.

Undoubtedly, Lan Shi was a woman of captivating beauty, appearing as if she had stepped out of a painting. She was a rising star whose singing voice was enchanting. With the aid of a spiritual secret technique, she had been certified by a Saint as possessing a perfect heavenly voice.

Enthusiasts had ranked her among the top fifteen beauties in the starry sky.

Many looked at Lan Shi, then at the Divine Son of the God Race, because everyone knew Luo Yi was very interested in Lan Shi; his initial purpose for coming to Earth was her.

Of course, after learning that Qin Luoyin had also arrived, Luo Yi gained another target.

Now, everyone showed a strange expression. Chu Feng's demeanor completely disregarded the Divine Son, openly "flirting" with the beautiful woman he was interested in.

Lan Shi's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She didn't want to move, but a single sentence from Chu Feng made her gracefully walk forward.

"Fairy Lan Shi, I'll give you a set of precious armor later."

"Precious armor," everyone thought with disbelief, not just Lan Shi who cursed internally, but others who muttered to themselves. That a mere set of armor could make Lan Shi move was truly astonishing and completely unexpected.

Lan Shi knew that the "precious armor" was actually inner armor, specifically one of her sets of underwear. She feared that if she refused, Chu Feng would simply produce it in public, which would be a huge problem!

So, even with the Divine Son of the God Race staring at her with burning eyes, she ignored him and walked to Chu Feng's side.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Fairy Lan Shi, stay away from that man. He's going to be sold off."

"Bang!" Finally, Luo Yi could no longer contain himself. He slammed his palm onto the jade table, shattering it, and sprang to his feet. His killing intent soared as he stared menacingly at Chu Feng, ready for a confrontation.

Meanwhile, in the East Sea, at Undying Mountain, the yellow ox, old donkey, Ouyang Feng, big black ox, Northeast Tiger, and others had finally recovered. They walked to the mountain gate and saw Chu Feng's long message.

"What?! Many Divine Sons and Saintesses have descended and are constantly troubling Brother Chu Feng? Let's go butcher them!"

"Hold on, don't rush. Look further down; our brother is actually selling Divine Sons and Saintesses! He hasn't suffered any losses!"

"Haha, excellent! We're coming out of seclusion to capture Divine Sons and Saintesses! Let's see who dares to bully our brother!"

At Kunlun, Luo Yi, the Divine Son of the God Race, stared at Chu Feng and Lan Shi, his gaze chillingly dark.

"Chu Feng, are you seeking death?!"

"Luo Yi, you're nothing but a fart. Bring it on! Today, I'll destroy you... no, I'll sell you!" Chu Feng pushed the shattered jade table aside and stood tall.

"You, you're not worthy of fighting me!" In the end, the Divine Son of the God Race showed disdain. His cultivation level was extremely high, his power terrifying; a cultivator in the Free-Roaming realm couldn't pique his interest. This was also a form of contempt, a slight and dismissal, by refusing to fight Chu Feng himself.

"You don't dare to fight me?" Chu Feng said coldly, standing up directly and pressing forward. He was taking the initiative, intending to kill the Divine Son of the God Race!

However, a group of people, all Divine Sons and Saintesses, intercepted him.

Luo Yi spoke indifferently, "I am the Divine Son of the God Race. What qualifications do you have to warrant my personal action? I have so many followers; a single command can drown you and hunt you down!"

Chu Feng retorted coldly, "Many against few? What a joke. I've sold at least eighty, if not a hundred, Divine Sons and Saintesses. You'd better think carefully. If you all jump into this muddy water, you'll all be sold off, becoming hard currency!"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone's expressions changed. Chu Feng's bold declaration infuriated many Divine Sons and Saintesses.

In the East Sea, at Undying Mountain, the yellow ox, Ouyang Feng, big black ox, Northeast Tiger, and old donkey gathered their subordinates. They blew a snow-white conch shell, shaking the entire island and Undying Mountain.

"Aren't there many Divine Sons and Saintesses from the outside world, bullying our brother who is alone and outnumbered? Today, we will also strengthen our forces and gather a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to kill them!"

Originally, those living dead, skeletal beings, only had faint flames in the depths of their eye sockets and were usually lifeless. But now, they were completely different; they began to riot at the sound of the conch.

Subsequently, one nearly rotten large ship after another flew out from the depths of Undying Mountain. Then, the skeletal beings on the ground all leaped up, incredibly agile, as if reborn, and boarded the ships.

"Let's go, brothers! To capture Divine Sons and Saintesses! It's a hunt!"

"The trial of war against foreign enemies has begun!"

The big black ox led the way, jumping onto the first large ship.

The toad, squinting its eyes, leaped onto the second large ship.

They howled and yelled, leading a large murderous force, rushing out of the island, crossing the East Sea, and heading towards the mainland.

"Kill! Don't let a single Divine Son or Saintess escape! Capture them all, suppress them all!"