Chapter 383: Slaying a Divine King
The undying corpse of Emperor Wu Shi, the inheritance of Emperor Wu Shi, Emperor Wu Shi living on the Dao Platform…
In the Divine City, the name Emperor Wu Shi became the most frequently mentioned word among the people. On this day, everyone was discussing it, with countless opinions swirling.
Never had a single person possessed such immense influence; anything related to him inevitably became the focus of the world's attention.
Aside from this, there was another minor focal point: Ye Fan. The astonishing treasures he had cut out made many people's eyes burn with envy.
The Red Dragon old Daoist had vanished without a trace. Many knew he must be wary, after all, he had once pursued and killed a Saint Lord. Now that the other party had brought out a Saint weapon, he certainly couldn't stay any longer.
If the Holy Land's people cornered him here, wielding an Imperial weapon, even if the Red Dragon Daoist's methods defied heaven, he would still be annihilated in both body and spirit. No one in this world could withstand an Imperial Saint weapon.
Although he had left, the people of the Ancient Source Art Aristocratic Clan dared not turn against Ye Fan, because as long as the Red Dragon Daoist was still alive, whether he was present or not made no difference.
This time, Ye Fan's harvest was too bountiful. The treasures he and Nangong Qi had cut out were of immeasurable value, glittering and dazzling, stirring people's hearts.
Ancient Insect Divine Source, the head of a Primeval Royal Clan member, two pieces of Divine Source as big as a human head—just these alone added up to over two million catties of pure Source. The eyes of everyone present were fixed and staring.
Even though many people had great backgrounds and had seen many grand spectacles, they were still stunned at this moment. Such a massive treasure trove would make anyone's heart race and feel shaken.
Even Nangong Qi, who had weathered many storms, now had a pale face and a dizzying sensation; his heart was bleeding.
He and the other three Source Art Grandmasters had spent many days in advance observing stones at the Yaoguang Stone Workshop, exhausting their hearts and nearly damaging their vitality, just to select these three treasures. They never expected to still lose.
Originally, he had also wanted to return the cut-out treasures to the Yaoguang Stone Workshop to avoid forming a grudge, because the Ancient Source Art Aristocratic Clan generally did not enter Holy Land stone workshops to gamble on stones.
But now everything was in vain. Not only had he lost until his five viscera were wounded, but he had also thoroughly offended the Yaoguang Stone Workshop. This was definitely no small trouble.
"The bet: one hundred and fifty thousand catties of pure Source, to be paid in Divine Source!" Li Heishui loudly reminded.
Nangong Qi really felt like vomiting blood. On top of the treasures he had cut out, he had to pay out so much additional Source. It was utterly infuriating.
Without a doubt, many terrifying figures had appeared in the city, and they might launch a thunderous strike at any moment!
In front of many people, Ye Fan handed the Divine Medicine seed to someone for safekeeping and then ran out that very day, not daring to stay any longer in the Heavenly Demon Treasure Pavilion.
However, he couldn't stay out of it. After all, the Divine Medicine was his. As soon as he came out, he received invitations from various parties.
Even Li Heishui was startled, exclaiming, "You've really become a hot commodity! All the Holy Lands have people inviting you."
Ye Fan also had a headache. The various Holy Sons and Holy Maidens were inviting him separately, and the heirs of the various great sects had also sent their invitation letters.
"None of them can be offended. Which one should I go to?" All sides were trying to win him over, and he needed to consider carefully.
Li Heishui paused, pointed at a pink invitation, and said, "An Miaoyi is inviting you. It's clearly a move to recruit you as a guest behind the curtain."