Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Yan Siya nodded, since Ye Feng insisted on returning the favor, she naturally did not refuse.    

Ye Feng casually flipped it, and a jade tablet appeared in his hand. Ye Feng also took out the bronze tablet that he gave out from the core hall.    

After doing all this, Ye Feng was about to leave.    

Being alone with this charming and charming Treasure Pavilion Master made Ye Feng feel extremely pressured.    

Yan Siya revealed a charming smile, and said. "Ye Feng, the last time I heard you speak of it, do you still need Extreme Fire Spiritual Lotus s and the Returning Spring Profound Fruit?"    

Ye Feng was surprised, his face revealed happiness, and asked: Could it be that there's something in the Treasure Pavilion?    

Yan Siya's mouth hooked up slightly, her eyes revealed a trace of bright and gentle light, as she shook her head: "That's not it. It's just that I received some information. If this is the case, take my note and head to the black market to find a Mr. Zhao. In his hands, there might be something that you need … "    

"..."    

After exiting the Treasure Pavilion door, Ye Feng's excited expression did not decrease at all. He did not expect to receive the same news about the last two Spiritual Material s so quickly.    

Although he didn't know why Yan Siya was helping him with all her heart, Ye Feng still understood that Yan Siya wouldn't lie to him.    

"Black market?"    

Hearing this term, Han Chong immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He opened his mouth with a face full of hesitation.    

"Why?" Seeing him show such a reaction, Ye Feng could not help but be slightly taken aback. He immediately laughed: "Is this black market very powerful?"    

Looking at Han Chong's reaction, it seemed that the black market was a very terrifying power, or at least the kind that would cause people to turn pale.    

Han Chong swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, took a deep breath, and then said slowly, "Elite Ye, you might not know, but the black market is an extremely special organization within our Strong Country West Tang. Even though the strong countries on the surface have the royal family, martial palace, and Inscription Master Society, the black market is still able to stand tall under the pressure of the three parties working together.    

"The number one power of a powerful country?" Ye Feng was startled, the corner of his brows raised, and his face revealed a look of great curiosity: "Even the combined forces of the royal family, Martial Palace, and Inscription Master Society couldn't break this black market?"    

Han Chong nodded, and explained with a serious face: "That's right, the black market is a land with hidden filth, although it also exists in the capital, it is not controlled by the three great powers. There are rumours that the black market has an extremely strong background, and there are also rumors that the assassins hidden in the royal family came from the black market, which caused the fire in the Prince Qi to not spread …"    

"What do you mean? The person who tried to kill me last time was also someone from the black market? " Ye Feng muttered to himself for a moment before replying.    

"It's highly possible. After all, I can't think of anyone else who would send a death knight other than the black market to hide within the royal family." Han Chong nodded his head solemnly.    

He looked at Ye Feng and the Third Prince, and continued: "Elite Ye, the black market is an extremely terrifying force. A few years ago, a yellow-robed master was assassinated by an assassin from the black market."    

"He even dared to assassinate a yellow-robed Grandmaster?" Ye Feng was slightly taken aback, then asked. "Could it be that the Inscription Master Society and royal family will allow such a force to exist?"    

Every single yellow-robed Great Master was an extraordinary existence, in a certain aspect they could be of great use to the powerful countries. The black market had actually killed a yellow-robed Great Master, but they were still safe and sound.    

Han Chong sighed, the muscles on his face twitched, and said: "After that event, the royal family, Inscription Master Society and our Martial Palace sent out dozens of Void Stage Grandmaster, and hundreds of Innate Martial Cultivator s entered the black market, wanting to wipe out this organization. However, in the end, we do not know what happened, and in the end, we did not manage to do anything about it."    

"But …" This is the first time I have heard of the name of the black market today, why do the people of the black market want to kill me? "    

Ye Feng was also at a loss what to do, and hearing the meaning behind the words of the assassin Chi Lao San, it seemed that their gang had a deep grudge with him.    

"Then I don't know. In fact, the hitman organization is only a part of the black market. " Han Chong thought for a while and said, "In the black market, there are many mixed dragons and snakes, and there are many different kinds of methods to deal with the lower class. If there are no people who know the ways of the black market to lead the way, entering boldly like us, we will definitely be eaten to the point where not even dregs will remain."    

Listening to Han Chong's words, it was clear that he did not understand the black market at all.    

There was no need to mention the Third Prince, he was just a rookie.    

Someone who understands the black market pattern?    

Who on earth would know about the black market?    

Ye Feng decided to go out and ask the Master Dong.    

The three of them continued walking forward, and very quickly, they arrived at the Master Dong's manor.    

"Ye Feng?"    

Just as he was about to enter, Ye Feng heard the master's voice coming from outside the residence. Turning around, he saw Master Dong, Huo Jing'er and Loong Yuantu getting off the carriage.    

Huo Jing'er was wearing an orange inscription robe, her face was filled with joy, and when she saw Ye Feng, she jogged over, obviously very happy.    

It was not hard to guess that this was the Master Dong bringing Huo Jing'er back from the Inscription Master Society.    

"Ye Feng, I heard that teacher said that you were injured a few days ago? "However, these few days just so happen to be the day of the inscription master qualification verification. Otherwise, I would have come to the Martial House to see you a long time ago."    

Huo Jing'er, who had not seen him for a long time, was both surprised and happy. He surrounded Ye Feng and looked left and right, and left Third Prince hanging on the side.    

"Hey, hey, Seventh Sister, I didn't see Third Brother standing here. It's really women coming from the outside. They only have one Ye Feng in their eyes now, they didn't even come to greet you when they saw you." Third Prince said unwillingly.    

Huo Jing'er giggled and retorted, "It's not like you're injured. If you were injured, hmph, I wouldn't even have come to see you …" On the contrary, it infuriated Third Prince to the point of choking.    

"I'm fine, just a small wound."    

Ye Feng smiled as he touched the robe on Huo Jing'er's body and said, "It's not simple. After not seeing you for a few days, Jing Er, you actually became an Inscription Master?"    

"That is …" Don't you know who my teacher is? " Huo Jing'er said proudly.    

And seeing that Ye Feng was completely fine, Master Dong had a face full of astonishment. He had personally witnessed Ye Feng's injuries and at that time, Master Dong had also observed Ye Feng's injuries.    

After all, as a Profound Ranking Expert, Ouyang Huan's strength was obvious.    

But he didn't expect that after just three or four days, Ye Feng would appear right in front of him, and not only that, his cultivation had even risen another notch.    

This kid really confused her.