Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Didn't you say that we won't haggle over the price?" Ye Feng turned his head and asked with a smile.    

"Yes, my treasure originally had to be a fifteen million Spiritual Stone, it wouldn't sell for even a single piece less."    

The honest looking young man nodded seriously, and immediately smiled, "However, you said that my senior brother has eyes, I am happy, and my senior brother is also happy, you are a friend of my brother and me. "He definitely won't let his friend pay such a high price, so I'll sell it to someone else. Fifteen million and I'll sell it to you for ten million …"    

"You are also my friend. I am Ye Feng, from the Myriad Peerless Sect. " Ye Feng suddenly felt a sense of relief.    

He nodded, took the Spiritual Stone bag that contained the five million, and extended his right hand towards the honest youth.    

"Sanka. a disciple of the Eastern Zhou Beast Subduing Sect. " The honest looking young man, Yuan Jia, scratched his head and added, "My senior brother is the Kato Hawk …"    

"Nice to meet you!"    

Ye Feng was dumbstruck. He seemed to have heard of this name somewhere before. He smiled and said, "You, and your senior brother as a friend. I'm done."    

After shaking hands with Yuan Jia, Ye Feng turned and left.    

Ten million Spiritual Stone buying such a useless piece of rock, in the eyes of outsiders, was truly an excessive amount of money.    

However, people would be willing to take a beating when it came to buying and selling. Other than some people whispering about him as a fool, no one would really interfere.    

As the news of Ye Feng killing Ye Yushang had spread, with such an impressive record, naturally no ignorant Martial Cultivator would come and find trouble with him.    

After a while, Ye Feng successfully returned to his original small courtyard.    

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he felt that the atmosphere inside was slightly strange.    

Aside from Yan Siya, the rest of the people from the few powerful nations were all seated in the great hall, discussing with each other.    

Seeing Ye Feng coming in, the white robed, seemingly extraordinary Ouyang Huan revealed a sliver of relief in his eyes. He quickly stepped forward and said: "Junior Brother Ye, you're finally back?"    

Cang Henn who had an angry look on his face snorted in dissatisfaction.    

Ye Feng looked at him strangely, he did not understand why Cang Henn was so angry, then turned to Ouyang Huan and said: "I went to the auction place, what is it, does Senior Ouyang have anything to talk to me about?"    

"It's not that I have something to talk to you, it's that Pavilion Master Yan has something to talk to you about!"    

Ouyang Huan walked over to Ye Feng's side and lowered his voice, "It's like this, Pavilion Master Yan has ordered, when you're back, I'll bring you to see her immediately …"    

"What happened?" Ye Feng's face revealed a suspicious look.    

"I'm not too sure about the details, but it seems like the Pavilion Master Yan received a reinforcement spell from the sect and needs to find an expert to assist them …"    

After saying the word "expert", Ouyang Huan's gaze involuntarily swept across Ye Feng's body.    

Yan Siya said that she wanted to find an expert to help, but she specially took care of Ouyang Huan so that she could see her once she returned. From her cautious attitude, it was clear that the situation was urgent, but she did not move, as though she was deliberately waiting for Ye Feng.    

This confused Ouyang Huan.    

Could it be that Ye Feng was the so-called expert that the Pavilion Master Yan wanted to bring over to help him?    

No matter whether it was Cang Henn or the others, they were all in the second or third level of the Void Stage. Pavilion Master Yan did not seek for their help, which showed that the opponent should be extremely strong, to the point that Yan Siya did not have much confidence in Cang Henn and the others.    

But if that was the case, then why did she need Ye Feng's name?    

"Ai ai …" Let's go see the Pavilion Master first. "    

Ouyang Huan did not understand why Yan Siya had to wait for Ye Feng to come back. She was just about to urge Ye Feng to go see her, when suddenly, a light flashed and Yan Siya's beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall.    

"Feng, you came at the right time. A disciple of our sect was ambushed outside the city and sent out an emergency reinforcement seal. You can follow me out of the city to rescue him. "    

Yan Siya said anxiously, her voice carrying a trace of gratification.    

Before Ye Feng could answer, Cang Henn, who was to the side, looked at him in contempt, and took the initiative to ask with a complacent expression: "Senior Sister, what are you bringing a piece of trash for? I, Cang Henn, am willing to accompany you … "    

"You?"    

Yan Siya's gaze swept across Cang Henn's face. After sizing him up for a moment, she shook her head, "About that … Forget it. "    

"After all, the one who went to save them was my Myriad Peerless Sect disciple. Feng, let's go. "    

Even though he had given them a reason, everyone could hear that it was far too far-fetched.    

The surrounding people all revealed a strange expression.    

At that moment, hearing Yan Siya's words, Cang Henn was so angry that his lungs were about to burst.    

Unexpectedly, Yan Siya would rather bring a set of Half-Step Void Entering Stage Martial Cultivator than to bring him along. To him, this was simply an insult that could only be described as plentiful.    

Could it be that he was even inferior to the trash of Half-Step Void Entering Stage?    

Deliberately.    

She was definitely trying to humiliate and beat him.    

Immediately, Cang Henn, whose face was filled with hatred, blurted out: "Senior Sister Yan, you? "Hmph …" A good excuse. Could it be that the two of you have some sort of hidden agenda? "    

"Hmm?"    

Yan Siya's voice turned cold.    

The temperature of the hall instantly dropped by a large amount. Ouyang Huan and the other Western Tang Martial Cultivator s were all silent, and could not help but retreat a few steps.    

After releasing a cold snort, Yan Siya did not continue to care about Cang Henn. Instead, she turned to Ye Feng and said, "Feng, there's no time to lose, let's go quickly."    

She leaped out the door.    

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and followed her out quickly.    

The two silhouettes instantly disappeared from the hall.    

"Damn it …" It's just too hateful. "    

"A dog and dog pair, you actually dared to humiliate me, Cang Henn, like this, you do not put me, the Master, in your eyes at all …"    

"F * ck, Ye Feng, little white face, what virtue or ability do you have to do this!"    

Cang Henn was enraged, but facing the decision that Yan Siya had made, he was helpless, and could only roar in anger like a resentful wife.    

But this time, there was no one around. Yan Siya's attitude towards him and Cang Henn had already allowed them to see who was more important. And within this Heavenly Dragon Secret Realm, becoming good friends with Yan Siya, the number one expert in a powerful country, was clearly placed at the top.    

However, Ouyang Huan and the others still had a lot of suspicions, and they couldn't figure it out either. Why would the Pavilion Master Yan consign all of his Void Stage Grandmaster to others and insist on travelling with Ye Feng, the little Martial Cultivator of his Half-Step Void Entering Stage?    

Even if she disliked Cang Henn and didn't want him to interfere, there would still be her and the other West Tang disciples who were at the second or third level of the Void Stage.    

Could it be that what Cang Henn said was true, that between the two of them, there was some sort of unspeakable secret?    

Sigh … Ouyang Huan and the others wisely chose to keep quiet. In the hall, only Cang Henn was left alone, endlessly cursing like a grudging wife.    

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