The Sacred Ruins

Zi Xiao was desperate to rush over and kill the native at once. How can this be? To make his sister, the saintess of a high-ranked planet, sing "I’m a little, little bird"!

His face was burning because their race was descended from a type of divine bird. In the end, she sang, "I’m a little, little bird" in an ethereal and melodiously voice.

The crowd in the vicinity was astonished. That native sure was truly capable of stirring things up; he even went and did something like this. They looked towards Zi Xiao with sympathy.

"I’m going to kill him!" yelled Zi Xiao.

On the other hand, those on the origin beast platform were electrified, each and every one of them screaming and howling. They were bidding like crazy, eager to buy the sweet-voiced saintess Zi Luan.

"I am willing to take out four ancient volumes on theories and another three volumes of ancient experts’ handwritten notes!"

"I have five antique out-of-print volumes in addition to four notes!" bellowed a majestic voice.

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In the Immemorial Temple, Zi Xiao was so startled that the hairs on her body stood upright. Who even were these people? They must either be old codgers or great burly, unruly men. What would become of his sister if she were to fall into their hands?

At this moment, his heart jumped. He was no longer bothered about cursing Chu Feng, and neither was he adamant about killing him. Instead...he began to directly compete in the auction!

"I’ll buy her! I have a real secret tome, and it can’t be found on the market. It’s incredibly rare!" Zi Xiao shouted.

The geniuses could sympathize with him. Just then he was still ferocious and flourishing with anger, yet now, in the end, he too had joined in the bidding. It was quite pitiful that he was forced to participate.

"That damned Chu Feng, forcing senior into such circumstances," pitied one of the girl geniuses.

"Sister Zi Luan is blessed by the Heavens. She will be alright. I will rescue her!" Quite a lot of male students felt indignant at the injustice and were itching to do something about it at once. They wanted to be the saving hero, and couldn’t bear a saintess falling into the hands of a demon.

However, reality was cruel. Those on the origin beast platform were bidding fiercely, so what use was it for them to be reprimanding in the Immemorial Temple!

"Apart from secret tomes, I also have a volume on energy forms!"

"Humph, I refuse to believe I’ll lose. I’ve just completed a major business after escaping from the universe’s dark prison. With so many great things in my possession, I can surely compete with you old geezers. I’m going to increase my bid again!"

A new round of bidding frenzy commenced.

Zi Xiao was green in the face—these people really were no good. They were either old men or jailbreaking scoundrels. This... his hair stood on end and simply couldn’t imagine the consequences his sister would face if she fell into their hands.

Soon afterwards, he gave a high price, and became the leading figure in raising the price!

Finally, Zi Xiao took a bloody path and ended up going neck to neck with an old man. They were both arrogant and looked down on everyone else.

Yet he couldn’t beat the old man. In the end, his eyes were red. He wished he could charge over in person and kill the old man with a slap.

In reality, there was an old melancholic man on a planet named Zi Meng. His eyes were also blood-shot, and he wanted to kill.

Of those surrounding him, there was a middle-aged woman with tears in her pretty eyes. She said, "No matter what it costs, we must save Luan and bring her back!"

The old man nodded, then said resentfully towards the origin beast platform, "That youngster is incredibly rude. How despicable of him to be eyeing after our Luan. He should be killed!"

In the Immemorial Temple, Zi Xiao was also spiteful and said, "Old man, how dare you lay eyes on my sister. Don’t let me get my hands on you. Immodest even at his age, he should be gotten rid of!"

If he had known it was his father bidding on the other side, he would’ve felt as though he’d been struck by lightning.

Now, it was basically a battle between father and son!

I have records from the founders of those theories, in addition to their faction’s important documents. I also have a treasured tome on the theory and analysis of energy forms!" Zi Xiao yelled in the end.

Then the old man, also hostile, was even more ruthless in his bidding. He was determined to win!

Zi Xiao couldn’t take it any longer. At this moment he somewhat calmed down. It called to his mind to ask for help from his family, and immediately he contacted his race members.

"Father, something big has played up. My sister is in great trouble!" Zi Xiao panted as he reported the bad news to his family.

"Son, aren’t you supposed to be in seclusion? Did you come out of it because it alarmed you?" shouted his mother from the other side. She hadn’t gone to disturb him because she had known he was in retreat.

"Mother, father, I am in the midst of bidding against others to save my sister, but came across an old man. My bargaining with him has turned into a "bloodbath". That bastard is out of control; he wants to fight to the death with me but I really can’t hold on any longer. Please, support me with your assets without delay!" Zi Xiao said in one breath.

Then, there was a moment of silence which made him feel rather strange. In fact, the deathly stillness was scaring him, and one could hear even the drop of a needle.

Closely following this, he heard loud, violent breathing noises. Deep and resonant, it gradually became thunder-like. Then a loud shout came through—it was his father’s voice.

"You unfilial son! What a lout! Turns out the one bidding against me was actually you!"

This rung through Zi Xiao’s ears like a thunderclap. It almost pierced his eardrum and made his ears ring.

Zi Xiao was dumbstruck and completely frozen. He was so startled that he was gaping and speechless. Not a word came out of his mouth.

Around him, each and every one of the geniuses in the Immemorial Temple, which included goddesses and dao children with impressive heritages, was flabbergasted. This was indeed a dispute between relatives who failed to recognize each other!

At this moment, they couldn’t say much but sympathize with him in silence. They found it tragic that Zi Xiao had turned out to be competing against his own father.

It was because anyone taking part in the auction would’ve done so anonymously. They didn’t dare reveal their true identities as it was disgraceful. In addition, his race members had believed Zi Xiao was in isolation and hadn’t given it much thought at all.

Zi Xiao had been called out of his retreat in a haste. He was furious and could no longer care about anything else.

"You rebellious child, well aren’t you so clever?!" The old man shrieked on the other side. He was flustered and exasperated. After all this time it turned out he was wrangling with his own son!

He almost spat out blood, enraged. At one point he blacked out and almost fainted. After all, the two of them were the leading figures in the bidding, reaching "the summit of the forbidden city" for the final battle!

Now looking back, it was a tale of blood and tears how the allies harmed each other.

Combat arts, a treasured tome on the theory and analysis of energy substances, founders’ handwritten notes, or a complete set of theory books? Moreover, there were a few other special skills. All of these were incredibly valuable.

Deep in the secret realm of Mount Tai, Chu Feng was pretty satisfied. He was beaming so much that he couldn’t close his mouth—this was an excellent business deal!

However, suddenly he realized someone had dropped out and retracted their bid. Following this, another was drastically reducing their bid and following the deal according to the conditions just made.

Chu Feng was furious and said, "You’re actually collaborating in secret, joining hands to try to lower the price? No way. I’m not selling this Zi Luan saintess now. I’ll keep her myself to warm my bed!"

Zi Xiao and his father were stunned, and their faces turned green. This native was indeed blunt and ruthless. They had only lowered the price slightly, but it had put Zi Luan in harm. They were furious and anxious.

"Sing!" Chu Feng indicated for Zi Luan to continue singing.

"I’m a little, little bird, who wants to fly and fly..." Zi Luan did indeed have a good voice and sang sweetly and melodiously.

Far away, the father and son were practically vomiting blood, now longing to kill.

In the end, Zi Xiao, after receiving his father’s instructions, raised the price to the original position/standard with his teeth grinding.

He and his old man had wanted to be firm, but the native was too relentless and was going to touch his sister. Zi Xiao had no choice but to give in, unwillingly agreeing to the ridiculous and humiliating price.

There was nothing more dejecting!

"Are you sure you can pay the price?!" asked Chu Feng.

"Yes, I’m sure!" Zi Xiao nodded with his teeth clenched.

"Very well, it’s a deal!" Chu Feng was deeply pleased, and his smile blossomed like a flower.

"I’m a little, little bird..." Zi Luan was singing as before. She didn’t dare to stop.

Next, Chu Feng continued selling saint children. He also sold Yuan Kun, the dying, severely injured diamond ape whose bones were broken from head to toe. He hastily sold him off at a low price.

"Alright, the auction ends here!" said Chu Feng. He let those who won the auctions prepare their secret tomes, and soon after they would complete the transaction at Mount Longhu.

"Hey, brother, don’t you have another divine son and that saintess in your possession? Carry on selling!"

There were some who had their eyes set on Li Feng and Zhan He, and they grew anxious.

"Since you can’t give me what I want, naturally I’m not selling them. I’ll leave them for myself, one to pull my chariot and the other, a beautiful, young saintess to warm my bed."

Chu Feng had indeed found a chariot here. It was brought here by one of those divine sons and saintesses. Chu Feng urged Zhan He to pull the chariot, otherwise, he would kill him directly with a swat.

Zhan He was infuriated, but his fury faded away in the end. He lowered his proud head in order to survive.

Just like that Chu Feng languidly climbed onto the chariot while Li Feng and Zi Luan stood on either side of him like maids.

The saintess Zi Luan was still singing, her voice mellow and soothing.

Chu Feng wasn’t at all psychologically burdened. He had hardly any sympathy for these people, as they had originally come to kill him. If he had lost, his consequences would’ve been much worse!

"Ok, let’s change the song. Sing "Being Unequalled is So Lonesome"!" said Chu Feng.

"F*ck... This guy is so..." The crowd on the Origin Beast Platform were wide-eyed.

"This youngster sure knows how to put on airs. Is he not afraid of being struck by lightning?!" There was chaos upon the Origin Beast Platform.

This was because Chu Feng’s style was awfully bold. He really had a divine son pulling his chariot and two saintesses standing in attendance by his sides, one singing obediently.

Even a dao son from one of the top ten planets wouldn’t dare be so high-profile when they traveled, would they? Everyone doubted it.

Aggrieved, Zi Luan continued singing "Being Unequalled is So Lonesome". She was almost in tears, determined to make the song miserable and depressing.

Why did Chu Feng feel like he himself was the antagonist on hearing this? He was becoming more and more like a great Demon King.

"If an expert proclaims to be unequaled, who would dare challenge them? Life is indeed forlorn like a snowflake!" Chu Feng stood on the chariot with both his hands behind his back.

Now, the chariot had already left the secret realm. He stood atop Mount Tai’s peak to look over the whole world, and even the mountains seemed small.

Bang!

Suddenly, a brilliant beam hit his body and the chariot immediately exploded.

He had only just left the secret realm and came outside, yet was met with such a terrifying incident!

Chu Feng flew out and his whole body was in pain. He said, "Damn, struck by lightning!"

Bang!

A scatter of thunder and lightning followed. There was a total of a dozen or more bolts, all landing on his body. His body was covered in blood, and he flew out with disheveled hair. Meanwhile, the chariot had exploded into bits long ago.

"Damn you!" Chu Feng cursed.

In a split second, he understood what was going on. When he was painting his invincible scroll, he had already heard the booming sound of thunder. But in the end, it had subsided because the lightning couldn’t get close to the area of the sacrifice.

Now, the thunder and lightning had called in on Chu Feng as he came out.

"He’s struck by lightning!" Someone yelled on the Origin Beast Platform. There, everyone was incomparably thrilled without even the slightest hint of sympathy.