At that moment, amid the motley bustle of the spirit cultivator market, the clash between Xiao Chen and the cyan-robed youth drew a sizable crowd.
The cyan-robed youth, relying on his ancient dragon peng bloodline, saw himself as standing above all others and regarded humans as worthless weeds.
Xiao Chen’s interference was nothing short of a provocation.
Beneath the gale of demonic qi, the cyan-robed youth raised his hand, gathered his strength, and blasted a fist toward Xiao Chen.
In an instant, fist gang howled, and a series of explosive cracks rang out.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen circulated the spirit origin throughout his body, channeling a mass of nine nether devil fire onto his right fist.
Then he threw a punch of his own!
Boom!
In a heartbeat, the two fists collided.
The cyan-robed youth relied on his formidable physical body to fight head-on, and at the same level, he rarely met his match.
Unfortunately, the nine nether devil fire was supremely yin and supremely cold, brimming with the power of destruction.
The moment the fists met, a great swathe of nine nether devil fire surged toward the cyan-robed youth, clinging to his arm like maggots gnawing into bone.
The agony of the searing flames turned large patches of his flesh into black, crystalline residue.
In a single exchange, Xiao Chen had gained the upper hand.
“Ancient dragon peng, noble bloodline. That’s it?”
Xiao Chen sneered.
The words did little damage but packed an enormous insult.
In an instant, the cyan-robed youth was enraged.
“You filthy human dare wound my sacred body! You dare humiliate me so!”
“You want this beast fang containing ‘kunpeng sacred blood’? Then I’ll make sure you never get it!”
“Human, watch closely! This is the fate of those who make an enemy of me!”
The cyan-robed youth clenched his right fist with a savage wrench. The already cracked beast fang exploded into fragments.
The drop of precious blood hidden within dissipated along with it.
Xiao Chen’s expression jolted.
“You!”
He hadn’t expected the young demon to be this insane.
A beast fang containing kunpeng sacred blood was a rare treasure for both humans and demons alike!
Yet to keep it out of Xiao Chen’s hands, he would rather destroy it.
What he didn’t realize was that his actions had thoroughly enraged someone else entirely.
Jiang Wuhen, who had been content to watch the show, saw the beast fang destroyed and felt the smile freeze on his face. A furious rage erupted from the depths of his heart.
“You stupid bird! Are you looking to die?!”
That beast fang was both the Son of Fortune’s opportunity and the key to Jiang Wuhen completing his quest.
He had been one step away, just one last time…
And opportunities of that sort were elusive, mystical things.
He had already noticed Xiao Chen clearly preparing to leave. This beast fang could well be Xiao Chen’s final opportunity in the spirit cultivator market.
And that crucial item had just been destroyed by this stupid bird.
“A divine-grade movement martial skill. Seventy thousand villain points!”
“You… are dead!”
Jiang Wuhen gritted his teeth and leaped, his body dissolving into an afterimage as he shot toward the cyan-robed youth like a killing strike.
“W-what is this?”
“What a terrifying aura…”
The cyan-robed youth’s brow furrowed, fear surfacing on his face.
And the next instant, Jiang Wuhen was upon him.
“Invincible double pupils, void piercing!”
Under void piercing, the opponent’s movements slowed to a crawl.
And in his panic, his guard was riddled with openings.
Jiang Wuhen raised his hand and formed a fist, spirit origin surging and gathering upon the fist gang.
Boom!
The fist erupted!
That blow landed dead center on the cyan-robed youth’s face.
In that moment, what hurtled toward him was not a fist, but a colossal mountain.
A blow heavy as Mount Tai sent him rocketing backward.
Fortunately, the ancient dragon peng’s physical body was exceptionally tough. Otherwise, that single punch alone would have been enough to end him.
“A mere human, how can he possess such strength?”
“You… who are you?”
The cyan-robed youth forced himself to his feet, terror filling his eyes.
Jiang Wuhen said nothing. Instead, the surrounding crowd erupted in cheers.
“The Imperial Son is mighty!”
“As expected of the Imperial Son! Truly bearing the bearing of a great emperor!”
“Imperial Son, don’t waste words on this stupid bird! Teach this reckless demon a proper lesson!”
“……”
Hearing these words, the fear in the cyan-robed youth’s eyes only deepened.
“I-Imperial Son…”
“You… you are Jiang Wuhen!”
He had followed his father, the Dragon Peng Venerable, to Heavenly One Immortal City precisely because he had heard of the Heavenly One Immortal Sect’s Imperial Son, Jiang Wuhen, who had awakened the ancient double pupils and the supreme bone, possessing a talent for fortune unmatched across the ages and triggering a heavenly phenomenon.
He never imagined that Jiang Wuhen would be right in front of him.
And the man was ruthless with few words.
Judging by the look of things, he might actually kill him.
Seeing the situation, the cyan-robed youth didn’t dare delay. With a shake of his body, he transformed and revealed his true form.
It was a giant roc with golden plumage, its pair of wings as though cast from molten gold.
Yet its sharp talons were like dragon claws. Beneath the golden feathers, scales as dense as dragon scales covered its body.
Majestic and awe-inspiring, like a sovereign king surveying his domain.
However, the instant this ancient dragon peng revealed its true form, it did not choose to fight. It turned and fled.
After that single exchange, it already knew: it was absolutely no match for Jiang Wuhen.
Running was its only chance!
Jiang Wuhen watched, eyes narrowing.
“Stupid bird. Did I say you could leave?”
“Stay right there!”
Jiang Wuhen roared. His five fingers shot upward in a gesture of hoisting the heavens.
Razor-sharp sword intent surged from his fingertips.
At the same time, the space in all four directions around the ancient dragon peng warped and twisted. Several phantom great swords faintly materialized.
Beneath the crisscrossing sword qi, a jade-green dragon coiled skyward.
“Heaven-grade martial skill, jade dragon sword domain!”
A closely guarded secret of the Heavenly One Immortal Sect. As its Imperial Son, Jiang Wuhen naturally had the chance to cultivate it.
Boom!
In an instant, spirit origin detonated and sword qi slashed in a killing storm. The jade dragon sealed off the surrounding space, trapping the gleaming golden ancient dragon peng within.
Sword qi tore through, and golden blood rained down ceaselessly.
This ancient dragon peng was a primordial remnant species, a pure-blooded fierce beast.
Its blood was an incomparably rare precious treasure!
For a time, shrieks of agony echoed from within the jade dragon sword domain.
“Jiang Wuhen, we have no grudge against each other! Why must you strike to kill?”
“My father is the Dragon Peng Venerable, a renowned powerhouse of the ‘Great Desolation Domain.’ Even your Shizun must show him respect! You cannot kill me!”
“Jiang Wuhen…”
Those agonized screams, mingled with dragon roars and the clamor of swords, rang out again and again.
Jiang Wuhen’s gaze sharpened.
“How noisy.”
The words left his mouth as the heaven’s calamity light erupted, piercing clean through the giant skull of the ancient dragon peng in an instant.
The screams cut off abruptly.
The enormous body crashed to the ground.
Primordial remnant species, ancient dragon peng: dead!
And at that very moment—
[Ding dong. Congratulations to the host for killing a pure-blooded creature ahead of the Son of Fortune, sniping the Son of Fortune’s opportunity. Reward: ten thousand villain points!]
The system’s voice rang out, and Jiang Wuhen was momentarily stunned.
Good heavens, that worked too?
Then again, thinking about it, a complete ancient dragon peng, though only at the divine martial realm, was worth far more than a single drop of kunpeng precious blood.
[Ding dong. Congratulations to the host for sniping the Son of Fortune’s opportunities seven times in total. Quest complete. Reward: Illusory Dragon Roaming (divine-grade movement martial skill), seventy thousand villain points!]
[Illusory Dragon Roaming: Divine-grade movement martial skill, divided into four stages: Initiate, Minor Accomplishment, Great Accomplishment, Peak. Advancing to Initiate requires ten thousand villain points; Minor Accomplishment requires one hundred thousand villain points; Great Accomplishment requires three hundred thousand villain points; Peak requires eight hundred thousand villain points!]
[Current villain points: one hundred eighty-three thousand, five hundred twenty-three!]
[Spend ten thousand villain points to advance to Initiate stage?]
“Advance!”
Jiang Wuhen answered without a moment’s hesitation.
[Ding dong. Ten thousand villain points spent. The host has successfully comprehended Illusory Dragon Roaming and advanced to the Initiate stage!]
In that moment, a wondrous, ethereal momentum stirred to life within Jiang Wuhen’s body.
And just as he was basking in the joy of a bountiful harvest, the sky above suddenly turned dark and heavy.
“Humans! How dare you be so brazen, harming my beloved son!”
“Jiang Wuhen, this Venerable demands your life!”
In an instant, demonic qi surged in every direction and gale-force winds erupted.
A colossal shadow swallowed nearly half of Heavenly One Immortal City.
Killing intent had arrived!
