Sometimes, he would say that he would do whatever it took because the price was not so great that he could not bear it!
When the recuperating Iron Mountain King received Hou Jihu and Gong Zhanghai's report, he almost vomited blood. In just five days, they had lost over a hundred people, and the worst part was that Qin Feng had actually sold the godhoods to the Distant Mountain Pavilion!
What was this? This was a provocation!
"Trash, a bunch of trash. You can't even deal with a puny lowgod. Go eat shit!" Huangfu Zhengde was furious.
"Father, you need to rest right now. Getting angry will be detrimental to your recovery!" A handsome young man walked in with a bowl of medicine.
He glanced at the contents of the report and raised an eyebrow. Afterwards, he stomped the report into the ground.
"Father, do you have no confidence in me?" Huangfu Guiyi asked as he fed him the medicine.
"How could that be? My son's talent is unparalleled. This Qin Feng is just a lowly native of the Chaotic World. How can he compare to my son?" Huangfu Zhengde said.
"Then tell those trash to stop making pointless attempts. They're not that person's opponent, unless you're willing to use thousands of lesser gods to kill him," Huangfu Guiyi said indifferently.
Huangfu Zhengde raised an eyebrow, "He's just a lowgod. I have quite a few intermediate gods and higher gods under my command."
"Father, are you planning to ignore your majesty's orders?" Huangfu Guiyi looked at his father indifferently.
"Let's stop. Even if that Qin Feng really does come to the capital, I'm confident that I can defeat him!" Huangfu Guiyi said.
"I don't want to kill Qin Feng just because I don't want him to get in your way. I want to take revenge. My arms were given to me by him. If I can't tear him into pieces, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!" Huangfu Zhengde coldly snorted.
"If that's the case, then all the more reason for father to let me deal with him. I'm confident that I can kill him!" Huangfu Guiyi smiled.
Huangfu Zhengde frowned. He naturally trusted his son, but that kid had a Master God Weapon. If that kid used the Master God Weapon, his son would most likely be doomed.
"It's just a Sovereign artifact. Father, there's no need to worry too much. When I returned, Master bestowed me with a divine artifact. If Qin Feng doesn't use a Sovereign artifact, it'll be fine, but if he does, then I'll be playing right into your hands," Huangfu Guiyi revealed a mysterious smile.
With the latest order from Lord Iron Mountain's mansion, all of Lord Iron Mountain's subordinates stopped moving!
After two days of probing, Qin Feng was finally sure that the Iron Mountain King had given up on killing him.
They had only lost a hundred Low-Level Gods. Qin Feng had thought that this number would increase by several times.
"'New Understanding of Divine Talismans', 'Introduction to Divine Talismans', 'Hundred Changes of Divine Talismans'. Senior, are you interested in Divine Talismans?" Qiao Ganlin watched as Qin Feng swept through all the books about Divine Talismans.
"I've just entered the Infinity Realm, so I have to learn something new. I'm more interested in these Divine Talismans."
Qin Feng smiled, then bought a large amount of materials to draw Divine Talismans. He spent all the one million Divine Crystal Coins he had earned from the Distant Mountain Pagoda!
Even Qiao Ganlin and the other disciples of large clans were shocked speechless by Qin Feng's extravagance. He had spent over a million Divine Crystal Coins in one go. This guy really did not treat Divine Crystal Coins as money.
Qin Feng had already been able to draw half a Divine Talisman when he was in the Chaotic Realm. The experts in the Infinity Realm jokingly called him a half-baked Divine Talisman.
To be able to draw half a Divine Talisman before stepping into the Divine Realm was enough to show Qin Feng's talent in the Dao of Talismans. In addition, it felt really good to use Divine Talismans to suppress others. Qin Feng naturally would not give up on the interesting business of making Divine Talismans.
After obtaining the complete martial arts legacies of the sixty-six Divine Kings, Qin Feng did not have to worry about cultivation techniques for a short period of time. At the very least, he did not have to worry about cultivation techniques until he reached the Divine King Realm.
Not to mention, Qin Feng had already mastered the legacies of the sixty-six Godkings in the endless Reincarnation Promenade. When the conditions are right, success will follow naturally. Other than cultivation, Qin Feng would naturally look for other things to do. Compared to weapon forging, Qin Feng was more interested in talisman crafting.
He had enough Divine Artifacts on him. Moreover, he did not need to change them for a long time in the future. Even if he did, he would just keep upgrading the Heavenly Calamity Battle Armor.
Compared to Divine Artifacts, drawing Divine Talismans could improve his strength in a short period of time.
If one Divine Talisman could not solve the problem, he would use two. If two Divine Talismans could not solve the problem, he would use ten. If ten Divine Talismans could not solve the problem, he would use a hundred!
The so-called Divine Talisman was just a general term. It did not mean that only those that were drawn on paper could be called a Divine Talisman. Everything in the world could be a Divine Talisman!
Just by coming into contact with the Dao of Divine Talismans, Qin Feng was completely immersed in the Dao of Divine Talismans. He shut himself in the room, ignored the outside world, and focused on studying Divine Talismans.
Qiao Ganlin and the others were stunned. Qin Feng was obviously so strong. Why was he still studying Divine Talismans? This was clearly putting the cart before the horse.
Yes, they did not deny that Divine Talisman Masters were very powerful. However, the strength of a Divine Talisman Master lay in the word 'Divine Talisman'. Without Divine Talismans, a Divine Talisman Master was nothing.
A month later, Qin Feng came out of seclusion. He did not say anything and directly set off.
Without the obstruction of the Iron Mountain King's subordinates, they arrived at the Imperial Capital in just one day!
"Senior, the Heaven Reaching Ceremony will begin in two months. It is better for Senior not to leave the Imperial Capital during these two months!"
Qiao Ganlin couldn't help but exhort. This Qin Feng was too troublesome. No one could guarantee that he would not cause any trouble during these two months.
Qin Feng nodded. "The Imperial Capital is so huge. I might not even be able to finish touring it in two months!"
"That is true, that is true. The Imperial Capital is the central hub of our Divine Martial Kingdom. Many sects have set up shops in the Imperial Capital. If Senior is interested, you can take a look around. No one dares to make a move in the Imperial Capital. Senior's safety is guaranteed." Yin Chan smiled.
After arranging the accommodation for Qin Feng, Qiao Ganlin and the others returned to their respective clans. They had too many things to report to their clans.
"It is indeed the Imperial Capital of the Divine Martial Kingdom. There are so many Gods!"
Qin Feng smiled. The ratio of Gods to martial artists on the streets was one to one thousand. Occasionally, one or two Mid-Level Gods would even pass by.
Although Qiao Ganlin and the others were not by his side, there were many pairs of eyes around him. These people should be from different factions and were secretly observing him.
To be honest, Qin Feng admired the Emperor of the Divine Martial Kingdom. He had killed hundreds of thousands of Divine Martial Kingdom's soldiers and hundreds of Low-Level Gods, but the Emperor was still able to keep his composure!
"Let's find a place to eat!" Qin Feng casually found a restaurant and asked for a table by the window.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" A waiter came over with a pot of tea.
"What is the specialty?" Qin Feng asked.
"Our restaurant is most famous for steamed phoenix eggs. Are you interested?"
"Give me a portion and a pot of good wine!" Qin Feng said.
"Alright, please wait for a moment!" The waiter poured a cup of tea and immediately went to ask for the dishes.
Even the waiter was a ninth stage Great Emperor Realm martial artist. Qin Feng could only shake his head helplessly.
He did not know what the Great Emperor Realm martial artists in the Chaotic World would think if they knew. They had worked hard for their entire lives, but they were only at the level of a restaurant waiter.
"En?" Qin Feng took a sniff of the tea in the cup. A tempting tea aroma hit him in the face. This tea was extraordinary.
"Little brother, this must be your first time here at the Longming House. The Longming Divine Tea of the Longming House is specially made. You must try it." An old man in a Daoist robe raised the teacup in his hand.
"It is indeed extraordinary!" Qin Feng took a sip and raised his cup in response.
The old man in the Daoist robe suddenly shifted his position and sat opposite of Qin Feng. "You killed a hundred deities of the Divine Martial Kingdom and still dare to enter the Divine Martial Kingdom's imperial capital. This old man admires your courage."
Qin Feng smiled slightly. "What do you mean, old senior?"
"You are in big trouble!" The old man stroked his white beard.
"What big trouble?" Qin Feng asked back.
"Isn't it a big trouble to be involved in the fight for the throne of the Divine Martial Kingdom?" The old man shook his head.
"It is just a fight between the Iron Mountain King and the Crown Prince. What does it have to do with me?" Qin Feng took a sip of the Longming Tea.
"No, no. Perhaps it was a fight between the Crown Prince and the Iron Mountain King before this. However, after the Iron Mountain King lost his power, the other princes became restless." The old man said.
Previously, the Iron Mountain King was strong. Not to mention the other princes, even the Crown Prince was suppressed by him. However, once the Iron Mountain King lost his power, the other princes who were suppressed by him were eager to try.
Taking advantage of the Iron Mountain King's fall, the Crown Prince wasn't the only one who grew stronger. The other princes also reaped great rewards.
The Divine Martial Kingdom might still be in a fight between the Iron Mountain King and the Crown Prince, but there was an undercurrent that was surging. Many princes were preparing to join the fight for the throne.
"And all of this is because of you!" The old man looked at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng curled his lips. "Old Daoist, don't label me randomly. This matter has nothing to do with me. The main culprit is probably the person with the most authority in the Divine Martial Kingdom."
The old man smiled slightly. "Oh?
How so? "
"Anyone who isn't a fool can see it. It is just some fools who are fighting to jump down." Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.
After finishing the Longming Tea in the cup, the waiter served steamed phoenix eggs and a pot of good wine.
Qin Feng glanced at the empty stool in front of him. This old man's Shadow Shifting Technique was rather formidable.
"Dear Guest, your dishes are here!"
Qin Feng took a sip of wine and a bite of the egg. He knitted his brows and asked, "Is it a three-in-one poison?"
"You managed to taste it?
A pity that it is too late. Once my three-in-one poison enters your body, you will definitely die! "
A pitch-black guy slowly walked up. Black venom kept dripping from his body. The stairs were corroded by the venom.
Qin Feng acted as though nothing happened and drank all the poisoned wine. "Oh, then how long can I live?"
"Not more than three breaths!" The poison man replied indifferently.
Qin Feng finished the plate of steamed eggs. "Three breaths have passed, but I am still alive!"