Chapter 130: Ultra-High Bounty

More than one eon ago, Luo Feng consumed the Hunyuan Crystal Spirit Fruit and devoted himself to cultivation.

Now that the fruit's effects had faded, Luo Feng had grown leisurely—he visited Yu Jiufang for fine cuisine and listened to musical illusions at the Qianyu Tower using the Seven Emotions Mind-Refining Method. The various factions of Chu Capital soon noticed that Grand Saint Luohe frequently ventured outside.

On this day, Luo Feng came alone to the Dark Hall of the Yanfeng Guild in Chu Capital.

"Grand Saint Luohe." The Dark Hall's master personally greeted him—a plain-looking woman in golden robes, her aura suppressed, yet in truth a Peak Chaos Realm existence known as Xinhuo Marquis. To be granted a marquis title without being of the imperial clan was exceedingly rare in the Yanfeng Ancient Nation.

"This is your first time visiting our Yanfeng Guild since arriving in Chu Capital," the golden-robed woman smiled. "Please sit."

The two sat facing each other.

Servants brought forth fine wine and fruit.

"Master Xinhuo," Luo Feng sipped the wine. "I've come to sell some treasures."

"Oh?" Master Xinhuo smiled. "As a direct disciple of the Emperor, our Yanfeng Guild will pay you the highest price."

For ordinary clients selling treasures, the Dark Hall would lowball offers to maximize profit.

But the Yanfeng Guild's true backers were a group of Emperors and some Divine Kings of Yanfeng Ancient Nation. As a direct disciple of an Emperor, Luo Feng naturally received special treatment.

"Take a look first," Luo Feng waved his hand and retrieved the spoils from his previous five-vs-one battle.

Three scrolls radiating terrifying energy, several broken golden hoops, three black nails, and a long staff weapon. Luo Feng even pulled out Jianghou's blade and Beiyu Grand Saint's double-edged axe.

"Hmm?" Master Xinhuo's eyes lit up at the long staff—she recognized it instantly: this was the Divine King weapon of Chu Yuan Marquis. Its value was far greater.

"This double-edged axe?" Master Xinhuo's expression changed slightly.

Beiyu Grand Saint's death remained a mystery.

Now seeing Beiyu Grand Saint's weapon, Master Xinhuo understood: "It was Luohe who killed Beiyu."

All transactions within the Yanfeng Guild's Dark Hall were recorded—and strictly confidential. Even as the head of the Chu Capital branch, if Master Xinhuo leaked information, the Dark Hall would punish her severely.

The Yanfeng Guild's reach across half the Origin Continent was maintained by ironclad rules.

"Hum." An invisible glow enveloped the treasures as the Dark Hall began appraisal and pricing.

"Grand Saint Luohe is truly formidable," Master Xinhuo sighed. "Beiyu Grand Saint was at the peak of Chaos Realm strength, specializing in the Primordial Life Dao—his survival ability was extraordinary. Yet he still fell to you."

Luo Feng smiled but said nothing.

"We never disclose client transaction details," Master Xinhuo said, studying the items. "These three array diagrams are highly valuable. The Dark Hall will buy them for 26 billion cosmic sands."

The original owner, Tianyu Grand Saint, most wanted these diagrams—but after that battle, he was destitute and couldn't afford the price.

"These golden hoops are broken and require repair," Master Xinhuo said. "We can only offer thirty percent value: 9 billion cosmic sands."

Luo Feng muttered inwardly.

He should have held back his strength—his unrestrained power had shattered the hoops.

"These three black nails also total 9 billion cosmic sands."

"The remaining blade and double-edged axe together are worth 9 billion cosmic sands."

"Total: 53 billion cosmic sands," Master Xinhuo said.

Luo Feng nodded—he had only brought out the most important spoils; many minor items remained unmentioned, as their combined value was negligible.

"As for this most important item," Master Xinhuo pointed to the staff, "this is Chu Yuan Marquis's Divine King weapon—a Level One Divine King weapon, relatively simple to forge. The Dark Hall's purchase price is the minimum: 50 billion cosmic sands."

Luo Feng knew that among Level One Divine King weapons, armor and blades/staves naturally differed in value.

Palace-type artifacts like the Star Tower were worth far more—in critical moments, they could be used as sanctuaries to escape. But Luo Feng's body was too formidable; no one had ever forced him to flee into the Star Tower.

"Divine King weapons may attract bids from Divine Kings themselves," Master Xinhuo said. "I recommend you consign this staff through our Dark Hall. With your status, we charge only the minimum half-percent consignment fee. Starting bid: 60 billion cosmic sands! You'll earn far more than a direct sale."

"Consignment it is," Luo Feng said.

"Consignment lasts a minimum of one day, up to one eon," Master Xinhuo said, watching him. "How long do you choose?"

"Ten thousand days," Luo Feng replied.

One eon on the Origin Continent was one billion days—no need to consign longer.

Master Xinhuo smiled. "Rest assured, we'll notify all our key clients of this consignment." Clients who could afford Divine King weapons were few on the Origin Continent.

…

News of the Divine King weapon's consignment spread to countless clients across the Origin Continent—and stirred unrest in Chu Capital, for everyone knew it had once belonged to Chu Yuan Marquis.

"Consigning my weapon?" Chu Yuan Marquis gripped his wine cup, crushing it to dust. His eyes blazed with lightning. "Luohe!!"

He was furious—but last time they fought, he'd been reduced to liquid.

Hum. Chu Yuan Marquis immediately contacted his most trusted friend, Chu Ji Marquis.

"Chu Yuan, you called because of your weapon?" Chu Ji Marquis knew his brother's temper well.

"Brother, this is my weapon. If he hadn't consigned it, fine—but now he's publicly offering it? I must buy it back," Chu Yuan Marquis gritted his teeth. "My weapon in another cultivator's hands is a disgrace."

Chu Ji Marquis replied: "Alright, I'll help you."

"I can only muster fifty billion cosmic sands," Chu Yuan Marquis said. "When bidding starts, I'll need you to lend me more."

"Fine," Chu Ji Marquis replied.

Even first-rank imperial marquises needed vast resources for cultivation. Fifty billion cosmic sands was already Chu Yuan Marquis's limit—he had to borrow more.

Time passed, day by day.

Chaos crystals and chaos stones formed naturally in the Chaos Wastes.

But cosmic sands could only be formed by Divine Kings through cultivation. Each grain contained pure power and a miniature universe's prototype. Even Divine Kings needed great effort to refine them.

Cosmic sands had many uses: purifying the bloodlines of Eternal True Gods, forming arrays, cultivating rare heavenly treasures…

Most crucially, shattering cosmic sands revealed their fundamental Dao structure. Each grain required at least a complete branch of Dao to form.

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Thus, cosmic sands remained highly valuable—even Divine Kings bought them to study unfamiliar Dao branches.

Suddenly, the consignment period ended.

Luo Feng arrived at the Yanfeng Guild's Dark Hall. Master Xinhuo greeted him warmly: "Grand Saint Luohe, your Divine King weapon sold for 70 billion cosmic sands. After the half-percent fee, you receive 66. billion."

Luo Feng was satisfied—consignment had indeed been far more profitable for such a rare weapon.

"Do you want the cosmic sands in physical form, or stored in our Dark Hall?" Master Xinhuo asked.

"Store them for now," Luo Feng said. "Also, I wish to purchase perfect-level Chaos-layer biological materials—each piece must exceed one-millionth of the creature's total body mass. I offer 10 billion cosmic sands per unit."

Perfect-level Chaos-layer biological materials were exceedingly rare!

Luo Feng chose the simplest route: an ultra-high bounty.

A standard Divine King weapon started at 50 billion cosmic sands. Offering 10 billion for mere biological material would surely attract interest.

"I already possess material from the Golden Feather Divine Bird," Luo Feng said. "I need only one sample per perfect Chaos-layer creature. This bounty is limited to ten such creatures."

"Is there a deadline?" Master Xinhuo asked.

"No. The bounty ends once ten materials are acquired," Luo Feng replied.

Master Xinhuo understood: "The bounty processing fee is half a percent."

"Agreed."

Luo Feng didn't care—he had spent over one eon reaching Peak Chaos Realm in the Life Spirit Line, and Top Chaos Realm in both the Life Body and Life Source Lines. Yet even after studying the Golden Feather Divine Bird's feather, his understanding of the "Triune Unity" remained deeply confused.

The Golden Feather Divine Bird possessed average intellect and used only Chaos Realm threshold techniques, yet still achieved Peak Chaos Realm strength. Clearly, perfect Chaos-layer creatures, when pushed to their limits, were terrifying.

If my "Galaxy Transformation Art" could reach the Triune Unity level and perfect limit, even a single galaxy blade slash using basic techniques would possess Peak Chaos Realm power.

Then, ten thousand such blade waves sweeping forward—what power would that be? Even a Chaos Realm transcendental or a newly arrived Divine King would be instantly shattered.

"Elevating the Transformation Art to the perfect Chaos-layer level is also an application of the Primordial Life Dao," Luo Feng thought, seeing the path's potential—and resolved to continue.

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"Ten billion cosmic sands for just one sample of perfect Chaos-layer biological material?" The Yanfeng Guild's Dark Hall spread the news, and many clients were intrigued. Even Chaos Realm transcendents needed great effort to earn ten billion cosmic sands.

At this moment, in the Myriad Worlds Nation.

Within the Myriad Worlds Nation lay a created world, housing many special creatures: Divine King-level beasts, perfect Chaos-layer beings, and other terrifyingly cultivated lifeforms.

"You want our body material?" A towering rock spirit and a silver-clawed beast stared at their caretaker.

The caretaker, a man in yellow robes, chuckled: "Only a portion of your bodies—exceeding one-millionth of your total mass. Once sold, you must not deliberately annihilate it."

"So you're studying our biological composition," the towering rock spirit and silver-clawed beast observed. Perfect-level Chaos-layer beings possessed high intelligence and could already wield Chaos Realm threshold techniques.

"If you agree, for the next ten thousand eons, I'll give you one bottle of Blood Spirit Wine per eon," the caretaker said. Such deals required the perfect Chaos-layer beings' voluntary consent—otherwise, their material would vanish at a thought.

"Two bottles," the silver-clawed beast raised two claw-tips.

"Three!" The towering rock spirit glanced at the silver-clawed beast. They had been casually snatched from the Chaos Layer by the Myriad Worlds Lord long ago and kept in captivity for eons. Body material? They didn't care. They wanted good food and drink.

"One bottle of Blood Spirit Wine? I've already stretched my limits," the caretaker shook his head.

After arduous negotiations, the towering rock spirit and silver-clawed beast sold portions of their bodies for "one and a half bottles of Blood Spirit Wine per eon, for ten thousand eons."

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