Chapter 1194: Ruthless Beating

"Brat!"

Murong Qianjun was burning with rage, but even he did not dare act recklessly inside the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce.

Not even the Venerable of the Desolate Sea himself would dare behave rudely in this place.

After all, behind the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce stood the authority of a sacred land!

Seeing Ling Feng walk away without a care, Murong Qianjun fixed his cold gaze on the old man behind the counter. His voice turned harsh. "I was clearly the first to ask for that Yin-Yang Stone. How dare you sell it to someone else?"

"Young Master Murong," the old man replied with a chilly tone, stroking his long beard. "I have already said that I trade the Yin-Yang Stone only through exchange. You had nothing of equal value, so how can you blame me for selling it to another?"

The old man added, "The item has already been traded. It no longer concerns me. You may do as you please."

"You!"

Murong Qianjun clenched his fists and glared at the old man, a flicker of killing intent flashing through his eyes.

Though the old man looked utterly ordinary, he was in fact the only sixth-grade alchemist in all of Tianhuang City. Even the Venerable of the Desolate Sea would address him respectfully as "Master Yangshu".

For that reason, no matter how arrogant Murong Qianjun was, he would never dare provoke Yangshu Zi openly.

However, Murong Qianjun was determined to obtain the Yin-Yang Stone.

He was born with a Yin-Yang attribute, yet he had never found a Yin-Yang spirit treasure suitable for infusion.

Even so, he had cultivated to the level of half-step Human Emperor by the age of thirty-eight. If he could acquire this stone, he might break through to the Human Emperor Realm in one stroke.

If that happened, even Murong Zining's reputation would be overshadowed, and he would become the most brilliant genius of the Murong Clan.

To him, the Yin-Yang Stone was of vital importance. No matter what, he would not give up.

Since the stubborn old man could not be persuaded, there was only one other option.

To retrieve it from Ling Feng himself!

"Stop right there!"

Murong Qianjun turned toward Ling Feng and said coldly, "Pig, I will give you one last chance. Hand over the jade box and I will let you walk away. Refuse, and I will dig out your eyes so you learn what it means to be blind to true power!"

"Are you finished?"

Ling Feng turned back and looked at him with eyes as cold as a blade. "You want the jade box? You can have it, but you must give me something in return!"

Murong Qianjun's gaze flickered. He knew Ling Feng held a Supreme Black Diamond Card, a privilege that marked considerable status, so he restrained himself for now. If Ling Feng was willing to trade, all the better.

"What do you want in exchange?" Murong Qianjun asked coldly.

"Your dog life!"

Ling Feng lifted the jade box and said evenly, "After I take your dog life, I will burn this box as your funeral offering. As for the Yin-Yang Stone inside, I will refine it on your behalf!"

"You filthy pig, are you mocking me?"

Murong Qianjun could no longer contain his fury. "Do you really think I would not kill you?"

"

Oh?

Try me!"

Ling Feng smiled with contempt and beckoned to him with a single finger, his expression openly taunting.

A young brat at the Spiritual Element Realm challenging a half-step Human Emperor, his audacity bordered on madness!

Yangshu Zi, the sixth-grade alchemist, sat comfortably in a chair nearby with one leg crossed over the other, watching the scene with amusement.

When he sensed Murong Qianjun's murderous intent, his brows drew together slightly. He thought to himself,

Murong Qianjun is detestable, yet not easy to handle. But that fat youngster seems far from ordinary. This will be interesting!

Yangshu Zi was eccentric by nature. He acted entirely according to his own whims. If he was pleased, he might gift rare medicinal pills for free. If he was displeased, even the Venerable of the Desolate Sea could not make him refine a single pill.

Now, Ling Feng had caught his interest. He wanted to see how this young man could possibly have the nerve to provoke a half-step Human Emperor!

"Very well, you brought this on yourself!"

Murong Qianjun's body flared with elemental qi. Above his head, a vast Sea of Stars appeared, and within that sea, a radiant Starwheel began to glow. Though faintly transparent, it was already close to complete condensation.

"Starwheel?"

Yangshu Zi's pupils contracted sharply. He called out, "Fat boy, if you ask for my help, I might lend you a hand. With your strength, you cannot possibly resist—"

Before he could finish, a sharp sound cut through the air. A clear slap echoed in the hall.

Yangshu Zi froze in disbelief.

"

Uh... uh.

.."

What he saw was Ling Feng's figure flickering and then vanished. In the next instant, Ling Feng seized Murong Qianjun by the hair, raised his hand, and struck him across the face with ruthless force.

Yangshu Zi's jaw nearly hit the floor. He had watched it happen with absolute clarity.

Murong Qianjun's expression shifted from arrogance to shock and finally to pain as blood sprayed from his mouth.

A half-step Human Emperor had been beaten senseless by a fat man at the eighth level of the Spiritual Element Realm.

And the Human Emperor could not even fight back!

The outcome was the reverse of what anyone expected.

Another ruthless beating!

Ling Feng withdrew his foot and showed no further interest in staying. With his hands clasped behind his back, he strolled out of the Tianbao Pavilion as if nothing had happened.

Yang Huanzhi and Tuoba Yan hurried after him. As they left, Yang Huanzhi mimicked the earlier sycophants' tone and laughed aloud. "Murong Qianjun is amazing! His gaze is truly unique, and even the air he breathes smells of maidenly fragrance!

Hahaha!

"

His loud, ringing laughter echoed through the pavilion. The onlookers glanced between the departing trio and Murong Qianjun, who now lay on the floor like a beaten pig. For a moment, they could not tell if what they had witnessed was real or a dream.

Is the guy lying there Murong Qianjun?