Chapter 1666: You’ve Gone Too Far

With the help of Feng Yan and Yu Wenjing, they reached an agreement without too much trouble.

Xiang Chunan held Fang Lingqian in one hand and King Nanjing in the other. He threw them out, back to the saint kings from Heaven Field Sect.

As for Zhang Ruochen, he took out a storage bag which carried three million saint stones and threw it toward a saint king from Heaven Field Sect.

“Take it and buy some medicine to heal them.”

The saint king from Heaven Field Sect caught the storage bag, which shocked him.

The storage back was incredibly heavy, as if it was carrying a giant mountain, which made him take dozens of steps back before he could manage that weight. Before he stabilized the tumbling blood Qi in his body, his chest was hit by a pack, which knocked him on the ground.

The pack was made of a mat, which carried the ‘trash’ that belonged to Yang Xu.

Zhang Ruochen used an invisible power to throw both the storage bag and the mat bag, so the saint power ripples couldn’t be seen, which was why a storage bag and a pack managed to knock a saint king onto the ground, which humored the monks around him.

The saint king who was made fun of couldn’t be more furious. He struggled to stand back on his feet again as he could imagine that he would become a joke to all the monks in Truth Heavenly Domain.

Xiang Chunan squeezed his words out. “What a bummer! We didn’t do anything wrong, yet we had to pay them three million saint stones. I can’t let this pass, brother Ruochen! I’m a monk from the demonic way, and I’m supposed to do whatever I want without giving a damn about those rules.”

“It’s fine. Spending three million saint stones on crushing every bone of these three saint kings and their images is worthwhile.”

And then, Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, “Besides, the three million saint stones will only be kept by them temporarily. They’ll have to pay us much more very soon.”

Hearing that, Xiang Chunan squinted his eyes and laughed.

The saint kings from Heaven Field Sect across from him felt more wronged and upset than Xiang Chunan. They vowed deep down that they would make the two of them pay after the God-Naming Platform Conference was over by slaughtering their races.

Just as they were about to leave…

“Wait a sec.”

Zhang Ruochen waved at them and said, “Don’t leave so soon. I have a couple other valuables which might interest you.”

A second-step saint king wearing a blue saint blouse sneered and said, “Do you really think you can settle the hatred using these valuables? Let me tell you, this will never end!”

“That’s right. Even if you kowtow and apologize to us, it won’t work.”

“It’s too late for you to regret what you did! We have to reconcile with you because we need to follow the rules set by Truth Godly Palace in the God-Naming Platform. Once you leave Truth Heavenly Domain, all that’s waiting for you is your agony and the destruction of your race. You’ll wish that you could die.”

The saint kings from Heaven Field Sect said everything they wanted without hesitating as they wanted Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan to live in fear forever.

Xiang Chunan couldn’t look more upset.

Zhang Ruochen said, while still smiling, “You’ve misunderstood me. I’m not giving you the valuables, instead, I’m selling them, but rest assured, I’ll make the price fair.”

“Selling?”

The saint kings from Heaven Field Sect were all dazed as they found that human man to be a total idiot.

They had already become mortal enemies, yet the human man still wanted to do business with them?

Some other saint kings were staring at the booth beside Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan, looking eager.

There were quite a few saint fruits and divine medicinal pills in the booth, and all of them came from the God-Naming Platform. If it wasn’t for the grudge between them, some of them really wanted to buy them.

Zhang Ruochen said, “It seems you’ve misunderstood again! I’m not talking about the saint fruits and divine medicinal pills on the mat. You wouldn’t care too much about the cheap stuff.”

Yu Wenjing and Feng Yan were both confused. At this moment, Zhang Ruochen reached his right hand into his sleeve and took a four-wing angel out of the Mercury Gourd.

The beautiful four-wing angel was tied up by the saint-binding chain, and she was thrown onto the ground.

One of the saint kings from Heaven Field Sect yelled, “It’s the granddaughter of Divine Wing Sect, Saint King Jiya.”

Bang!

Zhang Ruochen took out a second saint king, grabbed the Saint-binding Chain and threw him out.

“The only child of Angel Marody, Saint King Qiulan.”

…

One saint-king captive after another was thrown out by Zhang Ruochen.

Nobody dared do business with Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan as they had made themselves enemies of Heaven Field Sect, so they two put away all the saint fruits and divine medicinal pills on the booth.

There were nine saint kings on the booth, and all of them came from terrific backgrounds. The most powerful two were fourth-step saint kings.

The spectacular scene shocked all the monks.

“These two people are… are so reckless. They’re going to shake the world, aren’t they?”

“What kind of grudges are there between them and Heaven Field Sect?”

“Once this business is spread, all of Heaven Field will be shook. There’re emperor sons, emperor daughters and even Gods’ grandchildren who were captured and are being sold. They’re pushing the supreme saints from Heaven Field Sect.”

…

The creatures from Heaven Field Sect were all so astounded that they couldn’t believe their eyes.

They immediately looked indignant after they confirmed that the ‘inventories’ kneeling on the ground were the saint kings from Heaven Field Sect, like Saint King Jiya and Saint King Qiulan. They were so furious that they kept shaking.

Yu Wenjing and Feng Yan were also petrified.

“Oh. There’s an angel as well.”

Zhang Ruochen threw Nie Zhan, the four-wing crimson angel, onto the booth.

Xiang Chunan walked toward him and bent his body, “Act like real inventory.”

The monks in this area of Free Trade Yard were holding their breath as they were horrified. What they saw had completely changed their view.

“There’s a four-wing crimson angel that was captured. How is that possible?” Someone yelled.

Every four-wing crimson angel was a guard in Divine Blood War Palace, and he must’ve practiced the divine technique ‘Blood Martial Scroll’ on ‘Taiyi Divine Techniques Rank’. Each of them was a top-tier being among those at the same level.

Divine Blood War Palace was a top-tier power in Heaven Field, the ruling field of the western world, and there were only ten four-wing crimson angels every hundred years, and they were supplied with endless resources to refine.

Each generation, half of the four-wing crimson angels could become supreme saints or even emperors.

Which was why a four-wing crimson angel being captured and sold would shock so many monks.

“These two guys… Are they really going to infuriate the leaders of the large fields from Heaven Field Sect?”

Feng Yan knew of the animosity between Zhang Ruochen and those from Heaven Field Sect, and that he was doing so to provoke and humiliate them.

Zhang Ruochen’s senior brothers, senior sisters and friends had died all because of Heaven Field. How could he not get his revenge?

Feng Yan transmitted his voice to Zhang Ruochen. “You’ve gone too far! You should at least tone it down a bit. There’re a great many great beings from Heaven Field Sect, and if you piss them all off, the ramification will be disastrous!”

“They’ve been provoking me the whole time. It’s time for me to pay them back.”

And then, Zhang Ruochen said, “I have a plan, don’t worry.”

The current situation was completely out of Feng Yan’s control now, so he sent a first disciple to notify Feng Xi.

As for the ten-odd saint kings from Heaven Field Sect, one of them also rushed off, disappearing in the dark.

Bang!

Xiang Chunan put an iron board, a sign that was five feet long, into the ground, in front of the ten saint kings.

On the sign it said, “Selling saint kings for saint fruits, divine medicinal pills and saint stones. Prices are negotiable.”

Xiang Chunan started to yell, “Please come take a look! You won’t suffer from any losses! You can buy them back to guard your house or even sleep with you. This godly disciple here, do you want to buy a four-wing beautiful angel? The second-step saint king. She only costs forty million saint stones.”

Yu Wenjing sensed a storm coming tonight, and he didn’t want to meddle in it, so he stepped away.

Xiang Chunan kept shouting, yet no monk had the guts to step forward.

There were some ancient buildings scattered in the Free Trade Yard aside from the booth area, including some weapon-refining pavilions.

Only the leaders of the large fields ranked in the top thousand could own ancient buildings or build weapon-refining pavilions.

The news that ten saint kings were being sold was spread to all the ancient buildings and the weapon-refining pavilions, which astonished the leaders from all the top-tier large fields.

The leaders of the top-tier large fields and ancient civilizations like Thousand Pistil Field, Yin and Yang Field and Thousand Star Civilization all went to the top and looked down at the entire Free Trade Yard. They wanted to see how the great beings from Heaven Field Sect would react.

Inside an ancient spectacular saint palace, there was a huge banquet being held. The light was shining, and the monks inside were talking and laughing. On the tables were all sorts of saint fruits that tempted countless saint kings, and inside the wine cups was five-color water from saint springs.

Those on top were Zhou Yu, the leader of Heaven Field and Shang Ziyan, the leader of Merits Godly Palace. There were also leaders from different large fields and some children of Gods. They were talking about how to conquer the group of palaces in the Inner South Yard to seize the legendary divine spring.

A saint king rushed in hurriedly and said bluntly, “Something… Something awful happened…”

The leader of Heaven Trace Field, Feng Jian, frowned and said, “You’re already a saint king, Cang Qing. Why couldn’t you just be calm? You can at least talk slowly no matter what happened. Don’t bring shame to us monks from Heaven Track Field.”

The saint king named Cang Qing was so concerned that his face blushed. He said, “Ten saint kings, including Saint King Jiya, Saint King Qiulan and Lord Nie Zhan, the four-wing crimson angel, have been suppressed by two unknown monks, and they’re being sold like slaves. The news has already spread across the entire Free Trade Yard.”

Feng Jian, who was originally calm, was immediately petrified.

Even the children of Gods and the leaders were shocked. They looked at each other as they couldn’t believe what happened.

Few of them were able to remain calm.

Shang Ziyan smiled and said, “Come here, Cang Qing. Tell us what happened exactly. No need to panic.”