Xuanwu War Sovereign

The expressions on Yan Ge and Qi Xia’er’s faces changed slightly.

’He actually has a Star Battle Armor!’

Qin Feng glanced at the pair, his eyes flickering. He walked right past them, his gaze settling on the counter in the Contribution Hall.

KNOCK KNOCK!

He raised his hand and knocked. Behind the counter, a cute maiden who had been staring at him with her mouth agape snapped back to her senses.

"S-S... Senior Brother, are you here to trade in for Points, or to exchange for... items!"

The maiden was so nervous she could barely speak. Her wide eyes were fixed on Qin Feng’s Battle Armor, and an adorable blush crept onto her cheeks.

The maiden’s heart was pounding.

’A Battle Armor... He must be one of the top geniuses at All Stars Academy.’

Just then, an elderly figure appeared silently behind the counter.

When the Green-clothed Maiden saw this elderly figure, she hastily bowed in a fluster. "Elder!"

"That’s enough. Go attend to the other counter," the elderly figure said with a wave of his hand. His eyes, narrowed slightly, fell upon Qin Feng.

This was an Elder of distinguished status. He had white hair but a youthful face, his complexion as ruddy as an infant’s, and he naturally carried an air of dignified authority.

His aura was unfathomable, like an abyss, like a prison.

This Elder’s power was terrifying, and his status was exceptionally revered. Many of the Maids and Stewards in the hall immediately bowed and greeted him as "Elder" the moment he appeared.

The Elder’s gaze was authoritative. He waved his hand, scanning the hall before his eyes finally landed on Qin Feng. A hint of surprise showed in them, and after a moment, he smiled. "And what might your name be, young man?"

"Qin Feng." Qin Feng glanced around. ’This seems to be some kind of VIP counter.’

"Qin Feng... so you’re the champion of the recent Hidden Dragon Points Competition!" A look of understanding dawned in the Elder’s eyes, followed by a peculiar glint. The name Qin Feng had been making the rounds among the Elders.

’This kid is loaded. I heard he made off with the Ape Race’s entire stock of Spirit Wine. It’s not every day he comes to the Contribution Hall, so I have to get some of it from him. Otherwise, this old man won’t be able to answer to the Hall Master!’

Qin Feng glanced at the Elder and was about to speak when a voice suddenly cut in.

"Elder Chang, I have a few more Spiritual Objects I’d like to exchange. Might you have a moment to assist me?"

Qin Feng looked up. Yan Ge. ’Him again?’

Yan Ge strode over, his demeanor composed. His eyes swept over Qin Feng occasionally, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips.

Qin Feng’s expression darkened. Yan Ge had obviously finished his business, yet now he was speaking up again. He clearly intended to put him down in front of everyone.

He wanted to crush him at the height of his popularity.

A flash of anger crossed his eyes. Qin Feng’s face was grim. ’This kind of suppression is a method of plundering one’s Qi Fortune. It’s said that people fight for a breath of face. Once you’re put down, it invites another calamity. If you overcome it, fine. But if you don’t, your Qi Fortune will be snatched away.’

Yan Ge was like a King, and his appearance instantly drew the gazes of nearly everyone in the hall.

With a grand wave of his sleeve, a massive pile of Spiritual Objects suddenly appeared before him.

The items glittered with a brilliant Spiritual Light, nearly blinding the many geniuses in the hall.

There was a small mountain of Demon Soul Essences, each one like a diamond crystal, emitting a magnificent, soft Spiritual Light.

On top of the pile were several strange pieces of Refined Iron exuding a fierce, Evil Qi. These were rare and unusual pieces of Ancient Ore.

There were also a dozen or so transparent Jade Boxes containing various kinds of Spirit Medicine.

The sight of this massive pile of Spiritual Objects made some of the geniuses’ eyes go wide. A series of sharp gasps echoed through the hall.

"GASP... So many Demon Soul Essences! It’s like a small mountain! There must be thousands, if not tens of thousands of them! Most of these Demon Souls are probably low-grade and only worth a dozen or so Points each, but a quantity like this has to be worth at least hundreds of thousands of Points!"

"Hundreds of thousands of Points!"

The eyes of several young women lit up. This Senior Brother Yan Ge was on another level of wealthy.

Cries of amazement rang out. "And that’s Blood Sea Divine Iron! Those blood-red chunks of metal are Divine Iron formed over eons of accumulation in the Blood River! A weapon forged with that would be a top-tier Spiritual Soldier!"

Qin Feng’s gaze shifted, landing on the chunks of iron on the small mountain that glowed with a bloody red light. ’Blood Sea Divine Iron.’

Any weapon forged with even a sliver of Blood Sea Divine Iron would gain a Bloodthirsty Attribute, giving it the ability to devour the essence of Essence Blood.

This Blood Sea Divine Iron was exceptionally rare. Each piece was worth over a thousand Points.

Yet on this small mountain of Demon Soul Essences, there were a full dozen or so pieces.

A smile played on Yan Ge’s lips. His flawless, handsome face showed a calm composure, unfazed by honor or disgrace, which only added to his captivating charm.

Many of the young women were completely mesmerized.

"Quick, look inside those Jade Boxes, what is that?"

Someone spotted the Jade Boxes resting atop the mountain of Demon Soul Essences.

A few moments later, someone recognized the Spirit Medicine in the boxes and cried out.

"That’s the Blood God Fruit! It’s said to contain the essence of countless Blood Rivers and is the best thing for replenishing True Power!"

"If used for Alchemy, it can be refined into many precious Spirit Pills that greatly supplement one’s Blood Qi!"

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The gazes of many geniuses burned with passion, their hearts turbulent. Their eyes fell upon Yan Ge, filled with reverence and envy. Many even felt the urge to pledge their allegiance to him on the spot.

Yan Ge’s expression remained indifferent, his handsome face holding a confident smile.

’Trying to show off his wealth to me!’

Qin Feng stroked his chin, a half-smile playing on his lips. ’When it comes to wealth, I’m second to no one.’

’The Seven-Star Dragon Spring has to be kept secret.’

But the Cold Soul Ice Spring and the Spring of Life are both exceptionally rare Spiritual Objects.

’A single small cup from the Spring of Life is worth no less than those precious Blood God Fruits or the Blood Sea Divine Iron.’

’However, this Spring of Life has already taken root in my Inner Heaven and Earth, constantly converting the Chaos Primordial Qi from the Endless Void into the Power of Life.’

’And I have an endless supply of the Spring of Life.’

’This Spiritual Spring alone is enough to crush that show-off Yan Ge.’

’Then there’s the Spirit Wine. A single jar of Centennial Spirit Wine is worth over a hundred Points, and I have thousands of jars like that.’

’I even have more precious Spirit Wines that are over a thousand years old.’

Yan Ge occasionally glanced at Qin Feng, a sneer in his eyes.

’Country bumpkin. So what if you managed to get a Star Battle Armor?’

A helpless smile appeared on Qi Xia’er’s beautiful face.

Yan Ge stood proudly with his hands clasped behind his back, looking toward Elder Chang.

Elder Chang frowned, a peculiar glint in his eyes. ’This Yan Ge has a powerful background. Logically, I should attend to him first.’

’But this Qin Feng is no simple character either.’

"Elder Chang, do you still need to hesitate about this?" A hint of displeasure appeared on Yan Ge’s face.

Frowning slightly, a flash of displeasure in his own eyes, Elder Chang said lightly, "Nephew Yan, you are a valued guest of our Contribution Hall. According to the rules, we should indeed serve our valued guests first!"

Qin Feng frowned. A look of satisfaction appeared on Yan Ge’s face as he shot a cold glance at Qin Feng, as if looking at an ant.

Qin Feng was about to make a move, but in the next instant, Elder Chang changed his tune. "Nephew Yan, another Elder from the Contribution Hall will be here to assist you shortly. Young man Qin Feng, please follow me!"

With a broad smile, Elder Chang turned and led Qin Feng toward the inner hall.

Qin Feng was stunned. ’Elder Chang actually ignored the great Young Master Yan Ge and chose me instead.’

Although the Elder’s words had given Yan Ge plenty of face—being received by another Elder of the same rank seemed no different on the surface—everyone present couldn’t help but feel that Yan Ge had just been thoroughly slapped in the face.

Qin Feng turned and glanced back. The smile on Yan Ge’s face instantly froze, and his expression turned livid.

He had completely lost face.

The hall fell silent, the only sound being Elder Chang’s footsteps. Some of the geniuses shot strange looks at Yan Ge.

To be ignored while flaunting his wealth!

SWISH!

A gaze burning with rage landed on Qin Feng. A chill ran down his spine; he felt as if he were being targeted by an Ancient Fierce Beast. Qin Feng’s expression remained indifferent. Even without looking, he knew that Yan Ge now hated him to the bone.

"Qin Feng. Very good. I will remember you!"

Hearing the faint, chilling voice in his ear, Qin Feng’s steps faltered for a moment before he continued toward the inner hall of the Contribution Hall.