Chapter 630: Dazed Suppression of Kunlun

Chu Feng's heart burned with excitement, and he truly wanted to rob everyone. It was well-known that no evolutionary in Kunlun at present was simple; even the weakest were divine sons or saintesses from various planets. The most powerful included figures like Ying Wudi, Luo Fu (the strongest successor of the Celestial Race), the Buddhist Son, Yuan Shicheng, and those with unparalleled physiques such as the Primordial Magnetic Holy Body and the Destiny Immortal Body—each more formidable than the last.

Chu Feng found a secluded spot to test the power of his newly acquired treasure. He held it in his hand, weighing it carefully, noting its immense heft. Though the bracelet didn't look large, it weighed tens of thousands of jin (a unit of weight), making it impossible for an ordinary person to wield. It was incredibly unusual, many times heavier than his own Vajra Bangle. Unless one had evolved to a certain level, this item was simply unusable.

Its entire surface was covered in intricate patterns, which were natural markings, not man-made engravings. These were celestial charts, shining with the same color as starlight. Thus, it glittered brightly, indicating it was Star Mother Gold. However, on the gleaming bracelet, there were also some black spots. According to legend, these represented black holes, while the natural, mist-like patterns on it symbolized cosmic nebulae. The material of this bracelet was incredibly rare and seemingly defied nature—everything about it was natural! Even if it were cut with supreme methods, the patterns in the cross-section would remain. If melted and recast using forbidden techniques, stars and black spots would naturally reappear on its surface. This was its incomprehensible, divine quality.

Outside the Kunlun Mountains, Chu Feng chose a desolate area. He hurled the bracelet, and it struck like a cataclysm, demonstrating astonishing destructive power. As it spun at high speed, it sheared off the peaks of one mountain after another, which then crashed down with a rumbling sound. With a wave of his hand, the bracelet flew back to him. His mental power had grown incomparably stronger than before, allowing him to control such a heavy artifact. Crucially, the Star Mother Gold bracelet easily connected with mental energy, making it inherently suitable as a psychic weapon. By imbuing it with a wisp of mental imprint, it could then respond to commands, a truly mystical feature. Upon discovering this characteristic, Chu Feng searched carefully and eventually found the imprint left by Xu Chengxian of the Ten Thousand Stars Physique within it, which he promptly erased completely. However, unlike Chu Feng's own Vajra Bangle, the Star Mother Gold bracelet maintained its weight of ten thousand jin; it did not increase in mass when energy was injected into it.

Next, Chu Feng tested its mystical properties. After infusing it with powerful mental energy, it hummed and shone brilliantly, conjuring a starry sky around it, complete with glittering stars and cold night. Most significantly, a black hole formed within the bracelet. Boom! As Chu Feng activated it, the bracelet's black hole directly pulled an entire mountain into itself, swallowing it. This sight was magnificent and left Chu Feng astonished. Then, he grasped the bracelet in his hand, and the black hole vanished. However, Chu Feng could still sense that the bracelet was connected to a dark, pocket dimension. He injected a little energy, and the black hole reappeared. As he shook it, chaos ensued within—the swallowed mountain was ground into fine powder, turning into cosmic dust.

"Truly remarkable!" Chu Feng was very satisfied; the bracelet possessed astonishing power. This was a secret treasure that surpassed the Visualization realm, but more importantly, it could grow. With continued refinement and nurture, it could constantly advance.

Chu Feng took out his light-brain and carefully researched Star Mother Gold, also known as Astral Mother Gold. He learned that even without intentionally inscribing powerful runes, it could continuously improve itself through an evolutionary's refinement, eventually manifesting its own inherent Dao patterns and performing various corresponding mystical techniques related to the starry sky, black holes, and more. This was the most primitive form of an ultimate weapon, with limitless potential for growth.

Chu Feng's heart pounded with excitement. He then looked up other Mother Gold types, such as Time Mother Gold, an ultimate material capable of generating the power of time, of which only one or two pieces had ever been found throughout history. Additionally, there was Profound Yellow Mother Gold, also beyond comprehension, rumored to bring good fortune, avert disaster, and remain untouched by karma. Chu Feng searched repeatedly but found no Mother Gold type that matched the characteristics of his Vajra Bangle. Could it truly be ultimate scrap material? Yet, Yaoyao had told him that this piece of Mother Gold was full of uncertainty; if it wasn't scrap, it might potentially surpass all others!

Finally, Chu Feng found a discourse in a less-noticed section of a well-known cosmic forum. The authenticity of this post could not be verified; it merely presented the author's viewpoint without corroborating evidence. According to the author, there was a type of Mother Gold that could not manifest divine abilities or mystical techniques at lower evolutionary levels. Only when an evolutionary became a forbidden, supreme being would this Mother Gold unleash its unparalleled divine power alongside its wielder. Who could afford to wait for such a weapon? By the time one became a forbidden figure, such a weapon would likely no longer be necessary. However, the author also offered an alternative explanation: this Mother Gold possessed another miraculous property—fusion. It could fuse Astral Mother Gold, Time Mother Gold, Profound Yellow Mother Gold, and other types into a single entity, perfectly retaining all their characteristics while also unleashing even greater divine power.

Upon reading this theory, Chu Feng was greatly astonished and then incredibly excited. According to other records, Mother Golds were almost impossible to fuse. Even as ultimate weapons, they represented supremacy in a specific domain and could not be melted together with other Mother Golds under any circumstances.

"This…" Chu Feng's breathing quickened with intense excitement. Holding his Vajra Bangle, he was certain it closely resembled the description in the post. "Excellent! By integrating other Mother Golds, this will truly be an invincible Mother Gold!" Furthermore, in its later stages of evolution, this invincible Mother Gold would also unleash its inherent divine power, though the prerequisite was at least reaching the level of Reflecting the Heavens.

Chu Feng keenly noticed the poster's username: "A Dead Man from the Yang Realm." "Hmm?!" Chu Feng was startled. In the past, he wouldn't have cared, but ever since learning that this entire universe might be a netherworld and everyone within it ghosts, he had become particularly sensitive to such terms. His heart pounded violently; he had a premonition that this might be a spirit who had unexpectedly entered this universe after dying in the true Yang Realm, or the human world. Perhaps the Yang Realm had a more comprehensive and deeper understanding of Mother Gold, which allowed that person to present such a discourse.

Then, Chu Feng set off, returning to Kunlun. Around his neck hung a string of Vajra Bodhi beads, enhancing his breathing technique and the energy contained within his body by twenty percent. On his wrist, he wore the Astral Mother Gold bracelet, radiating immense power. Chu Feng had tasted success. After robbing Ying Zhexian and the Ten Thousand Stars Physique, he had reaped such astonishing rewards. This was far more lucrative than selling ordinary divine sons and saintesses. If he were to rob all those with unparalleled physiques, Daoist Sons, Buddhist Sons, and the selected goddesses and fairies, he wouldn't need to seek opportunities and fortunes for a long time.

"Reverend Duobao, I never imagined you, venerable elder, would descend upon this planet after severing your own cultivation!" Just then, Ji Cheng, the Peacock Tribe expert ranked thirteenth among the younger generation in the cosmos, revealed a look of surprise, staring at an old Daoist priest. Then, a young man in a golden robe also approached, equally astonished. He was the Undying Silkworm Prince, ranked twelfth among the cosmic younger generation, close to the top ten, possessing terrifying strength. However, even he was stunned, saying, "Reverend Duobao, it truly is you. To think you'd sever your cultivation to come here."

From a distance, Chu Feng watched, dumbfounded. He recognized the old Daoist priest and couldn't believe he had such a significant background. Back then, he had pretended to be a charlatan, skillfully deceiving people into thinking he was just a down-and-down Daoist in the mortal world. To his surprise, this old Daoist had such an illustrious origin! This old Daoist was none other than the one whose backside Chu Feng had scorched with the flames of the Grand Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace during their first encounter outside Jiangning City's Zijin Mountain. Later, at the Fengchan (Sacrificial) Site, the old Daoist had shown a severe lack of morals, teasing Chu Feng and telling him to apply a spiritual liquid from a certain stone onto himself, intending to make a fool of him. As a result, he was the one who suffered, getting the mysterious liquid on his backside. Whenever he performed his breathing technique or used energy, his backside would emit dog barks.

The old Daoist also had a granddaughter who was still by his side. She looked about twelve or thirteen but had a highly developed figure, remarkably curvaceous, almost like a captivating little enchantress. However, it had to be said that this problematic girl was a peerless beauty, comparable to the most renowned beauties in the universe.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, this humble Daoist has merely come to join the fun and seek some opportunities for my granddaughter." The old Daoist coughed dryly, feeling a bit awkward encountering acquaintances from the younger generation. The little enchantress blinked her large eyes, adopting the appearance of a well-behaved girl. She greeted the Undying Silkworm Prince and Ji Cheng very politely, a manner entirely uncharacteristic of her usual style.

"Reverend Lanshan, you truly are full of surprises." Clearly, both the Undying Silkworm Prince and Ji Cheng were somewhat speechless. This old Daoist, despite his high status, had actually come here to compete with the younger generation—it was shameless. Reverend Duobao, whose real name was Lanshan, was thick-skinned. He said, "This humble Daoist is already crippled. Upon entering Kunlun, I'll need a lot of care from you young friends." "Just don't make things difficult for us when the time comes, Reverend," the Undying Silkworm Prince said, secretly disdainful. He knew this shameless old Daoist had certainly recovered most of his cultivation and intended to come here to bully the younger generation, which was his consistent style.

Chu Feng watched from a distance. He didn't pay attention to much else, but the old Daoist's title "Reverend Duobao" caught his attention. Although this old man had never tried to kill him, he had certainly tricked him before. There was no escape for him today; Chu Feng decided to hit him with a surprise attack first. Chu Feng made up his mind, preparing to deal with the old Daoist. Then, he waited for an opportunity. Both the Undying Silkworm Prince and Ji Cheng of the Peacock Tribe were extremely wary of old Daoist Lanshan and quickly found excuses to leave. "This old guy doesn't seem special. Why are they so afraid of him?" Chu Feng wondered, feeling suspicious.

Eventually, he stealthily approached, piloting his Green Bamboo Skiff. Of course, he was well-prepared this time, using the field to control his weapons, ready for a simultaneous assault of a hundred weapons to ensure he didn't miss. The next moment, sword light flashed, a golden sledgehammer flew, the Star Mother Gold bracelet suppressed, and a great halberd cleaved down… The old Daoist was powerful, but he was ultimately outmaneuvered. Chu Feng fiercely struck him on the back of the head with the golden sledgehammer, landing eight consecutive blows. Lightning crackled, blackening his head, and he rolled his eyes desperately but refused to lose consciousness. Chu Feng delivered one final hard blow, then forcefully grabbed the tattered longsword from his back and decisively fled. This damn old Daoist was too strange and incredibly resistant to blows. The back of his head was swollen, forming a lump the size of a small bowl, yet he stubbornly refused to pass out, fighting back forcefully and preparing to retaliate.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, you scoundrel! How dare you steal my ancestral sword, come back here!" The old Daoist priest roared, shaking the huge lump on the back of his head, utterly furious. "May the Buddha have mercy. This treasure is destined for this humble monk. I'll borrow it for a few days, and we shall meet again if fate allows, Reverend." Chu Feng altered his voice, transmitting it from afar, then vanished. "Oh my heavens, you bald monk, you've caused me unbearable pain! How dare you steal my belongings? Don't you know who I am? Come back here!" Reverend Lanshan cursed furiously, almost spitting blood from rage. Beside him, his granddaughter stared, dumbfounded, at the enormous lump on the back of his head. Her grandfather always took advantage of others, so it was truly rare for him to be ambushed today.

The commotion here startled many, and numerous evolutionaries turned their heads in surprise. "Reverend Duobao was robbed! That's a rare occurrence!" "What Reverend Duobao? He's clearly 'Reverend Grab-Treasure'! Oh my, look, there's a huge lump on the back of his head!" Everyone was stunned. It was truly astonishing that such a difficult and fond-of-bullying-the-younger-generation old Daoist had been ambushed.

"This broken sword seems a bit sinister; I'll keep it for now!" From afar, Chu Feng examined the tattered longsword, then put it away and sought his next target. Half an hour later, Ji Cheng, the young expert of the Peacock Tribe, and his sister, Peacock Fairy Ji Xuan, were simultaneously attacked and ambushed. Both siblings had impossibly swollen lumps on the backs of their heads. Their two five-colored Peacock divine feathers were gone, stolen! People were stunned to see that these siblings had also been robbed! "Who did this? It's truly demonic!"

Fifteen minutes later, the Undying Silkworm Prince roared in rage and humiliation. He too had been ambushed, and his Undying Divine Silkworm Robe had been stolen. "Damn it, they even took my socks! How despicable are you?!" The Undying Silkworm Prince was furious and humiliated, truly beside himself with anger. People were dumbfounded upon hearing that the Undying Silkworm Prince had also fallen victim.

Soon after, another explosive piece of news arrived: Yuan Yuan, the younger sister of the Primordial Demon Prince and the tenth most beautiful woman in the cosmos, had been ambushed. Her head was bleeding and swollen like a huge steamed bun, and she had fainted by the roadside. She had been completely stripped of her belongings, and most importantly, her high-grade secret treasure belt had been stolen. Initially, Chu Feng hadn't intended to rob her, but she had seen him examining his loot in the wild while wearing his bronze mask. She then scornfully ridiculed him, asking why he was acting so mysterious and wearing a bronze mask in broad daylight. Consequently, she met a swift and tragic fate, quickly knocked unconscious by Chu Feng's extra-large golden sledgehammer. Everyone was speechless. This great thief was utterly deranged, not even sparing the tenth most beautiful woman under the stars, and… he had taken her belt.

"Ah…" Yuan Yuan shrieked upon waking, feeling the large lump on her head. Seeing the crowd observing her, she trembled with rage. "It must be him, that bronze-masked man, that damned scoundrel!" Her body shook with fury. A moment later, Yuan Shicheng, the Primordial Demon Prince, appeared. His face was ashen as he questioned his sister about the incident, his expression incredibly grim.

On that very day, the legend of the Bronze-Masked Thief spread throughout the Kunlun Mountains, causing widespread panic and leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded and speechless. "Roar…" A massive beast's roar echoed. "What's happening? Who's yelling?" "The Golden Taotie! He was just ambushed and knocked out! Clearly, he's another victim!" "This… is there no justice left? Even he fell victim." "That's nothing; someone saw that Xu Chengxian of the Ten Thousand Stars Physique also has a steamed-bun-sized lump on the back of his head!" "My goodness, it's getting more and more bizarre! All these top-tier prodigies have become victims." "Latest news: Someone saw Ying Wudi's elder and younger sisters; it's suspected they were also robbed, as their heads are wrapped in white cloth, seemingly injured." Everyone: "..." The Kunlun Mountains were in an uproar. In people's eyes, this great thief was utterly unrestrained, committing crimes frantically, leaving everyone speechless. He was truly deranged.