“1.8 million top-grade spirit stones?”
Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Martial Elder’s remnant soul trembled violently.
That many spirit stones—not to mention him, even his ancient clan might struggle to gather them all in a short time.
But looking at Ye Feng’s expression, Martial Elder understood clearly—if he didn’t offer something substantial, Ye Feng wouldn’t be obedient.
With that in mind, Martial Elder waved his hand, and a pitch-black, ancient-looking ring flew to Ye Feng.
“This is the Black Abyss Ring. It contains over 100 cubic meters of storage space.”
Ye Feng glanced at the ring, but disappointment flickered across his face.
Storage treasures were indeed extremely rare in the Endless Continent. Only Martial Emperors who had comprehended spatial power could craft them.
But Ye Feng had access to an infinitely large system space.
So to him, this Black Abyss Ring was nothing more than a dispensable trinket.
“Whatever, better than nothing. Maybe I can sell it for some spirit stones,” Ye Feng thought as he casually took the ring, comforting himself.
However, seeing Ye Feng’s reaction, Martial Elder was furious.
This kind of treasure—with over 100 cubic meters of space—was precious even in the immortal islands overseas. Forget the Great Qin Empire—just a backwater place!
“Hmph, if you don’t want it, then give it back!” Martial Elder said coldly, already out of patience.
“Alright, alright. I believe you now, okay?” Ye Feng waved his hand and tossed the Black Abyss Ring into his system space.
“Xiuer, don’t get mad!”
Hearing Ye Feng mockingly call him that again, Martial Elder’s fury surged, but he forced it down and said impatiently, “Since you’ve agreed to be my disciple, everything will be easy from here.”
“I’m gravely injured now and only have a wisp of remnant soul. I need to recover inside your body. When I start merging with your body, you must not resist.”
If Ye Feng resisted, with Martial Elder’s current soul strength, he wouldn’t be able to merge at all.
But Ye Feng just sneered and shook his head, “Old man, are you senile or what? I only said I believed you were a Martial Emperor. When did I say I agreed to become your disciple? Where did you get that confidence?”
Hearing Ye Feng’s ridicule, Martial Elder froze, then immediately realized he’d been played.
Unable to suppress his rage, he pointed at Ye Feng and roared, “You dare fool me!?”
Ye Feng’s expression turned cold as he snorted and said, “That’s right, I fooled you! So what? Come hit me then! You damn parasite. You think I didn’t know you’ve been leeching spiritual Qi from me for years? Not only did I play you, but now, I’m going to kill you!”
Martial Elder calmed down, then pointed at Ye Feng and said disdainfully, “Naïve. Attacks below the Martial King Realm can’t harm a soul body. I’ll just stand here and watch how you plan to kill me!”
If Ye Feng realized he couldn’t win, he might beg to become his disciple.
He really didn’t want to give up on Ye Feng.
Be it fortune, talent, or martial potential—Ye Feng was top-tier.
If he lost this pawn, where would he find another such perfect tool?
“Great.” Ye Feng smiled, then immediately took out the Soul-Extinguishing Talisman and ripped it apart.
As the talisman shattered in his hand, a surge of unease flashed through Martial Elder’s heart.
But before he could react, a thunderclap exploded overhead.
A deep-blue bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking Martial Elder’s remnant soul directly.
“Ahhh!”
With a single miserable scream, Martial Elder’s remnant soul was instantly vaporized—completely erased from the world.
Even at death’s door, Martial Elder couldn’t believe it—he, a Martial Emperor, was killed by someone at the Martial Spirit Realm.
With Martial Elder dealt with, Ye Feng finally let out a breath of relief.
With the biggest threat to his lying-flat lifestyle gone, as long as he continued to slack off and didn’t give those villains any chance to steal his fortune, everything would be fine.
At that moment, a system notification sounded in Ye Feng’s ear.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for killing Martial Elder. Lying-flat success. Gained Lying-Flat Points.]
[The Lying-Flat Points gained from killing Martial Elder are twice the amount received from repelling Zhou Changshu.]
Ye Feng was overjoyed. Flush with Lying-Flat Points, he immediately started browsing the Lying-Flat Shop.
What Ye Feng didn’t know was that, at the center of the Endless Continent, on a picturesque floating island, a fierce-looking bald middle-aged man was staring grimly at a shattered life plaque.
His voice rumbled like thunder.
“Hmph, Tianxiu, your life belonged to me! Anyone who dares to kill you is my enemy! Don’t worry. I’ll send him to see you soon!”
With that, the furious man threw a punch, shattering the sky and tearing deep space rifts across the horizon.
“Get lost!”
With a single shout, the middle-aged man swept the void flat like a giant hand, restoring it to calm.
…
Meanwhile, in the cave on Thousand Grotto Mountain in Martial Refinement Commandery, over a hundred assassins from the Great Han Empire had gathered.
“Are these all that’s left of the dark agents from the nine commanderies of Great Qin?”
Shitou’s face was full of fear and unease.
The other dark agents remained silent, but their expressions were filled with frustration.
Several leading assassins exchanged glances, then turned toward the elder at the head of the Martial Refinement Commandery agents and spoke.
“Lord Shasheng, the leaders of the other eight commanderies’ agents have all been ambushed and killed by Great Qin’s imperial forces and sect experts.”
“Her Majesty the Female Emperor’s plan to kill sect disciples and frame the imperial family—sowing discord—has completely failed.”
“What should we do now? Please give us your command!”
Shasheng nodded, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.
If Martial Refinement Commandery’s martial strength hadn’t been the weakest among the nine, he too might have died like the others.
Still, he felt no resentment toward the Female Emperor Yaoguang.
In the eyes of all dark agents, the Female Emperor was like a deity—incapable of mistakes.
Even if so many had been sacrificed, there must be a higher purpose.
“Everyone, stay where you are! I’ll personally meet the one whom Her Majesty is so interested in! If the target refuses to cooperate, once you receive my signal—move immediately. Head to the Ye Family. Leave no one alive!”
“Yes!” The dark agents responded in unison.
Shasheng nodded in satisfaction, then descended the mountain and headed toward the Ye Family.
At the same time, the Moonshade Sect also received word.
“Changfeng, take your junior brothers and sisters to the Ye Family and support your Junior Brother Ye Feng.”
Inside Moonshade Sect’s council hall, the graceful and noble Sect Master Yuehua gave the order to Li Changfeng.
At this moment, the ten great elders and the sect master were all present.
But every one of them had tightly furrowed brows and grave expressions.