# Chapter 1665: Playing Too Big!
With Feng Yan and Yuwen Jing's push, both sides successfully reached a settlement.
Xiang Chunan twisted Fang Lianqian with one hand and Nanjin King with the other, tossing them back to the Saint Kings of the Heavenly Realm Faction.
Zhang Ruochen took out a storage bag containing three million sacred stones, tossed it in his palm a few times, then threw it toward one of the Heavenly Realm Faction's Saint Kings.
"Take this to treat their injuries."
That Heavenly Realm Faction Saint King reached out to catch the storage bag, but his expression changed abruptly.
The power contained in the storage bag was incredibly heavy, as if it held a giant mountain, forcing him to retreat dozens of steps before he could neutralize the force. Before he could calm the surging blood energy in his body, a bundle struck his chest, and with a bang, he fell backward onto the ground.
That bundle was wrapped in cloth, containing Yang Xu's "broken copper and iron scraps."
Earlier, whether Zhang Ruochen threw the storage bag or kicked the bundle, he had used hidden force, with no visible fluctuations of sacred power on the surface. Precisely because of this, a storage bag and a bundle had knocked a Saint King to the ground, and the surrounding cultivators couldn't help but laugh.
The Saint King who had been knocked down gnashed his teeth in hatred, scrambling up from the ground in embarrassment. It was easy to imagine that soon, he would become a laughingstock in the eyes of cultivators from all realms in Truth Heaven Domain.
Xiang Chunan gritted his teeth and said, "This is so frustrating! We did nothing wrong, yet we still have to compensate them with three million sacred stones. Brother Zhang Ruochen, I can't swallow this anger! We demon cultivators should act according to our nature—how can we be bound by all these rules and regulations?"
"Forget it. Spending three million sacred stones to break three Saint Kings' bones and make them lose all face—I think it's worth it."
After a pause, Zhang Ruochen smiled again. "Three million sacred stones are just temporarily in their keeping. Soon, they'll have to give us even more sacred stones."
Hearing this, Xiang Chunan narrowed his eyes, then burst into loud laughter.
On the other side, the dozen or so Saint Kings of the Heavenly Realm Faction were even more frustrated and depressed than Xiang Chunan. They felt they had suffered the greatest loss of their lives, silently vowing that once the Fengshen Platform Assembly ended, they would retaliate with interest, slaughtering the clans of these two men.
However, just as they were about to endure and decide to retreat...
"Wait a moment."
Zhang Ruochen waved to them and said, "Don't leave yet. I have a few treasures here that you should be interested in."
A Second-Step Saint King wearing a cyan sacred robe snorted coldly, "Do you think stuffing a few treasures at us will resolve today's grievances? Let me tell you plainly—today's matter is far from over."
"That's right. Even kneeling and begging for mercy won't help."
"Only now do you feel fear? Unfortunately, it's too late! Right now we're at Fengshen Platform, so we have to follow Truth Divine Temple's rules and settle with you. But once you leave Truth Heaven Domain, what awaits you is clan annihilation, soul-torturing pain—unable to live, unable to die."
These Saint Kings of the Heavenly Realm Faction were fearless, speaking their minds without restraint, wanting Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan to live in fear from now on.
Xiang Chunan's gaze turned extremely dark.
Zhang Ruochen, however, still wore a smile. "You misunderstand! I'm not giving these treasures to you—I'm selling them to you. Don't worry, the price I offer will be very fair."
"Sell?"
Several Saint Kings of the Heavenly Realm Faction were momentarily stunned, thinking that the human scholar before them must be an idiot.
With both sides having reached such a state, this man actually wanted to trade with them?
Other Saint Kings stared at the ground stall beneath Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan's feet, their eyes burning with heat.
On the ground stall, there were quite a few sacred fruits and sacred medicines, all from Fengshen Platform, possessing extraordinary value. If not for the enmity between them, some of these beings would have really wanted to go up and trade.
Zhang Ruochen said, "It seems you misunderstand again! I'm not referring to the sacred fruits and sacred medicines on the cloth—those things, given your noble statuses, you surely wouldn't deign to look at."
Just as Yuwen Jing and Feng Yan were puzzled, Zhang Ruochen reached into his sleeve, quietly pulled out a four-winged beautiful angel from the Mercury Gourd, and with a bang, threw her to the ground.
That four-winged beautiful angel was bound by Saint-Binding Chains and fell heavily.
A Saint King of the Heavenly Realm Faction exclaimed, "The Wing God Sect Leader's granddaughter, Saint King Ji Ya."
"Bang."
Zhang Ruochen pulled out a second Saint King, grabbed the Saint-Binding Chains, and flung him out.
"Saint King Qiu Lan, the only son of Maloti Angel."
...
One by one, the Saint King prisoners of the Heavenly Realm Faction were thrown out by Zhang Ruochen.
Since they had fallen out with the Heavenly Realm Faction, probably no cultivator would dare come to trade with Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan anymore. Therefore, the two of them packed up all the sacred fruits and sacred medicines from their stall.
On the ground stall, nine Saint Kings were neatly arranged, each with astonishing identities. The two with the highest cultivation had already reached the Fourth-Step Saint King realm.
Such a spectacular scene shocked cultivators from all realms.
"These two... are too bold and reckless. They're practically going to pierce the sky."
"What deep hatred do they have with the Heavenly Realm Faction?"
"Once news of this transaction spreads, it will shake the entire Heavenly Court Realm. Divine Sons, even Divine Grandsons have been captured and treated as goods for sale—they're challenging the bottom line of the Heavenly Realm Faction's Great Saints."
...
The dozen or so beings of the Heavenly Realm Faction were also stunned at first, unable to believe their eyes.
Only after confirming that the "goods" kneeling on the ground stall really were Saint King Ji Ya, Saint King Qiu Lan, and the others, did they reveal expressions of boundless fury. Every single one of them trembled with rage.
Yuwen Jing and Feng Yan were also frozen in place, as if turned to stone.
"Oh, right, there's one more angel."
Zhang Ruochen threw out the four-winged scarlet angel Nie Zhan as well, tossing him onto the ground stall.
Xiang Chunan, familiar with the routine, immediately walked over and arranged Nie Zhan into a kneeling posture. "Goods should look like goods."
In this entire trading zone, sounds of sharp intakes of breath rang out. No one knew how many cultivators were frightened to the point their scalps went numb. The scene before them overturned their understanding.
"Among the captured, there's even a four-winged scarlet angel? How is that possible?" someone exclaimed.
As long as it was a four-winged scarlet angel, it was definitely a protector of the Blood Battle Divine Temple, cultivating the divine technique "Blood Martial Battle Diagram" from the *Taiyi Divine Technique Ranking*. Each one possessed astonishing combat power, rarely encountering opponents at the same cultivation level.
The Blood Battle Divine Temple was a top-tier major force of the Western Universe's ruling world, Paradise Realm. Every hundred years, they trained only ten four-winged scarlet angels, supplying them with endless cultivation resources.
Of each generation's four-winged scarlet angels, over fifty percent could cultivate to the Great Saint realm, proclaiming themselves emperors and kings.
Precisely because of this, the capture of a four-winged scarlet angel, and his being put up for sale, caused such a huge uproar.
"These two fellows... are they really trying to drive the leaders of those major worlds in the Heavenly Realm Faction crazy?"
Feng Yan knew that Zhang Ruochen had a deep blood feud with the Heavenly Realm Faction's forces. Doing this was completely about provoking them, humiliating them, and venting the anger in his heart.
Zhang Ruochen's senior brothers, senior sisters, and friends had all died because of Paradise Realm—how could he not retaliate?
Feng Yan sent a voice transmission to Zhang Ruochen: "You're playing too big! You shouldn't be so blatant. The Heavenly Realm Faction has countless experts. If you anger them, the consequences will be severe."
"They've been provoking me all along. It's time for me to provoke them once."
Then Zhang Ruochen added, "I know my limits. I have a way out."
Things had developed to this point, and it was no longer a situation Feng Yan could control. So Feng Yan dispatched a first-rank disciple to go notify Feng Xi.
Among the dozen or so Saint Kings of the Heavenly Realm Faction, one also hurried off into the distance, disappearing into the night.
With a bang, Xiang Chunan drove a two-meter-long iron sign into the ground in front of the ten Saint Kings.
On the iron sign was written: "Selling Saint Kings. Exchange for sacred fruits, sacred medicines, or sacred stones. Price negotiable."
Xiang Chunan opened his throat and shouted, "Passing by, don't miss out! Trust Brother Xiang—you won't suffer losses, you won't be cheated. Buy one to guard the house, guard the courtyard, or even warm the bed. Hey, Divine Heir Disciple brother, are you interested in buying a four-winged angel beauty? That Second-Step Saint King one—only forty million sacred stones."
Yuwen Jing knew tonight would trigger an earthquake, and didn't want to get involved anymore. He immediately moved farther away.
Xiang Chunan continued hawking, but not a single cultivator dared to step forward.
The Free Trading Zone was extremely vast. Besides the area with ground stalls, there were scattered ancient buildings and artifact-refining pavilions.
Only leaders of the top thousand major worlds were qualified to occupy an ancient building or set up an artifact-refining pavilion.
The news of "selling ten Saint Kings" spread like a gust of wind, quickly reaching those ancient buildings and artifact-refining pavilions, shocking the leaders of all top-tier powerful worlds.
The leaders of Thousand Stamen Realm, Yin-Yang Realm, Thousand Star Civilization... these top-tier powerful worlds or ancient civilizations all stood atop their artifact-refining pavilions, looking down over the entire Free Trading Zone, wanting to see what reaction the Heavenly Realm Faction would have.
In a resplendent ancient sacred hall, a grand sacred banquet was being held. Lamps burned brightly, laughter and conversation filled the air. On the tables were various sacred fruits that made countless Saint Kings salivate, and cups were filled with five-colored sacred springs.
Led by Paradise Realm's leader "Zhou Yu," Merit Divine Temple's leader "Shang Zi," and others, below were leaders of various worlds, along with some Divine Sons and Divine Daughters. They were discussing how to attack that palace complex in the Inner South Garden and seize the legendary sacred spring.
A Saint King rushed in hurriedly, stammering, "G-great... something terrible has happened..."
The leader of Heavenly Track Realm, Feng Jian, frowned and said, "Cang Qing, you've already cultivated to the Saint King realm. How can you still not stay calm when encountering things? No matter how big the matter, you can speak slowly. Don't disgrace the cultivators of our Heavenly Track Realm."
The Saint King named Cang Qing was flushed with anxiety. "Saint King Ji Ya, Saint King Qiu Lan, and the four-winged scarlet angel Lord Nie Zhan—a total of ten Saint Kings—have been suppressed by two unknown cultivators. And... and they're being sold like slaves! This matter has already shaken the entire Free Trading Zone."
Feng Jian, who had been calm and composed just moments ago, was instantly stunned into a daze.
In the hall, those world leaders, Divine Sons, and Divine Daughters also found it hard to remain calm. They exchanged glances, unable to believe such a major event had really occurred.
Only a handful of people present could still keep their composure.
Shang Zi smiled faintly and said, "Cang Qing, step forward and explain the whole story clearly. No need to be so flustered—how big of a deal can it be?"