Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
Dead silence.
The entire first floor of the auction hall sunk into silence; no one talked, no one discussed, to the point that even a needle drop could be heard.
Everyone opened their mouths so wide that one could stuff an egg inside. Only after a long period of time, did people start discussing.
“What did I see? Lingyun’s King Ning’s son, the Little Prince, was kicked on the face?”
“Poor Little Prince, do you see the footprint on his face? It must be the shame of his life! He asked for it with all that arrogance and pride. Now he’s met his match.”
“Qingfeng doesn’t even care about the Crown Prince, not to mention the Little Prince.”
All the self-cultivators around discussed passionately as they looked at Qingfeng with respect.
They’ve only heard of Qingfeng’s fame in the Imperial Capital, and that he wasn’t scared by anyone.
However, no one could imagine that he would kick the Little Prince in front of all these self-cultivators and nobles. It wasn’t just the Little Prince’s face he kicked, but it was also King Ning’s face, the Emperor’s face, and the nobles’ faces.
The Little Prince was shocked as well, as he fell to the ground and forgot to even get up.
It was only until he heard everyone’s discussion that he stood up, touched the footprint on his face, and his eyes filled with shock and anger.
“Qingfeng, how dare you kick me in the face, I must kill you today.”
The Little Prince’s eyes filled with murderous intent, as he unleashed powerful energy.
The Little Prince’s foot stomped onto the ground as his body soared into the sky to form a big black bird and immediately arrived before Qingfeng.
The Little Prince kicked towards Qingfeng with his foot, in an attempt to leave a footprint on Qingfeng’s face.
But Qingfeng moved extremely quickly; with a slight movement of his body, he suddenly reappeared before the Little Prince’s face. With lightning speed, his right foot shot out onto the Little Prince’s face, making another footprint appear on the Little Prince’s left cheek.
Both sides of the Little Prince’s face had clear footprints, making him look incredibly silly.
The Little Prince’s body flew out again, as he spat out blood with a pale complexion and nearly fainted.
The Little Prince had launched both of those two attacks, but before the Profound Theory Cultivator beside him even had a chance to attack, Qingfeng already kicked him into the air.
The Little Prince knew that he had been badly defeated and humiliated today, and he might just become the laughing stock of the whole Imperial Capital from now on.
He thought that he could defeat Qingfeng once he reached the ninth level of the spirit emperor realm and acquire a powerful half-step supreme technique, but who knew Qingfeng could be so powerful. Qingfeng’s physical strength was basically invincible.
The Little Prince even thought that no one below the supreme realm could be Qingfeng’s opponent.
The Little Prince’s face grew green with anger, as he said to the Profound Theory Cultivator beside him, “Go and kill that Qingfeng.”
The Profound Theory Cultivator nodded as his whole body released supreme realm energy that engulfed Qingfeng, in an attempt to limit Qingfeng’s body.
Hell talisman scripts appeared on Qingfeng’s body. With a slight movement, he shattered the supreme level suppression, as Profound Theory Cultivator’s face filled with shock.
The Profound Theory Cultivator didn’t give up; he lifted his right foot and lightly tapped the ground to form a ray of black fierce sword energy.
He used his foot to condense the sword energy with great power, no wonder he was a first level supreme realm power.
Unfortunately, Qingfeng didn’t care, as he unleashed the Mortal Purgatory Body with his right foot to release black talisman scripts that contained horrific power that suppressed Hell. He stepped onto the black sword energy and shattered the black sword energy into nothingness.
The powerful Profound Theory Cultivator’s eyes filled with shock when he witnessed Qingfeng’s physical power.
When he saw Qingfeng a few days ago, he wasn’t so powerful, so how did his power increase by so much in a few days? It shocked him.
The Profound Theory Cultivator was a first level supreme realm master with great fame in the country of Lingun and was incredibly famous in the Imperial Capital, as many knew him as a super power.
He had lived for several hundred years, and had seen countless geniuses, but they were nothing compared to Qingfeng, like ants compared to giants.
He thought that even if he were young, he wouldn’t be able to defeat Qingfeng in his peak condition.
The Profound Theory Cultivator’s eyes filled with concern, because he knew he had met his match. The youth before him was definitely a challenge, so he decided to use his spiritual treasure.
The Profound Theory Cultivator moved his intent and pulled out a green sword.
This green sword had complex talisman scripts sculpted on it. As soon as it appeared, its sword energy filled the air and pierced through the sky. This was a supreme spiritual sword, as it released supreme talisman scripts.
Suddenly, an adorable voice said, “Profound Theory Cultivator, this is the Imperial Capital Auction. Fighting is prohibited, and your supreme spiritual treasure would damage the premise.”
The Profound Theory Cultivator didn’t care about the cute voice, but when he saw whom it was, his face slightly changed.
Not far from the Profound Theory Cultivator stood a woman in black, about twenty-some years old with an attractive face. She was especially sexy with a curved figure, as she walked over with pride on her face.
Qingfeng looked at this woman in black with surprise, and thought to himself, how could it be her?
He naturally recognized this woman in black; it was the woman he met on the rooftop when the Scorpion Assassin Alliance tried to kill him.
Qingfeng killed two killers, and had seen this woman in black before.
Qingfeng felt that this woman in black wasn’t so simple. Not only was she beautiful, she also had great power and background, because she appeared on top of the building that the royal Princes ate at, and no average person could go there.
Qingfeng now knew, she must be from the forces behind the Imperial Capital Auction.
The Profound Theory Cultivator smiled lightly as he put away his supreme sword, lifted his hands and said, “Young Madam Ya Yun, so it’s you, I’m sorry that I’ve forgotten.”
This beautiful woman in black named Ya Yun looked at the Profound Theory Cultivator and said, “This can never happen again.”
Qingfeng’s eyes filled with surprise, who knew this Ya Yun had such a powerful presence? She lectured the Profound Theory Cultivator, and the elder gave up and listened to her.
The Second Prince on the side looked at Qingfeng with doubt, as he explained quietly, “This Ya Yun has a great background, she’s the miss of the Imperial Capital Auction, with a mysterious background that I don’t even know of.”
