Chapter 421: Main Text Chapter 422: Trade, or Battle
Main Text Chapter 422: Trade, or Battle
"Er..."
The god envoys collectively froze.
"What's going on? Why are so many adventurers here?" the Soul God Envoy frowned deeply.
The Fate God Envoy closed his eyes, opened a heavenly eye between his brows, and saw everything outside.
He then said, "It looks like they followed adventurer Xiao Feng here, possibly intending to attack us and seize the fragments of the Supreme Divine Artifact."
"Attack us? Ridiculous! We are gods!" the Slaughter God Envoy wore a disdainful expression.
The Sun God Envoy echoed, "A mere few million lowly adventurers—any one of us could handle them alone. Even with adventurer Xiao Feng added, we couldn't simultaneously face more than three of us."
"Unless the Lord of Wind Spirit Island is also present, there's nothing to fear."
"Hmph! Even if that woman is here, what of it? We eighteen God Nation Envoys stand united; even if the abyss's forces poured forth, we would fear nothing. If they dare come, let them never return!"
Among the god envoys there are plenty who are arrogant and hot-tempered.
Hearing that ant-like adventurers actually wanted to charge and attack them, each showed great disdain and anger.
"The matter of trading the Supreme Divine Artifact fragments can be discussed later; first drive away the adventurers, and by the way take those two pieces from Xiao Feng's hands," said the Fate God Envoy.
The Fate God Envoy is the strongest among the envoys and one of the few top experts in Shen Jie who approach the level of Supreme God.
His words, everyone is willing to obey.
Thus, the eighteen god envoys gathered their gains and flew out from the God Temple one after another.
Outside the Soul God Temple, large numbers of players could be seen rushing from every direction of the streets.
Xiao Feng had already arrived, hovering in the air on the wind.
As the Fate God Envoy and others just stepped out, they encountered him, speaking harshly: "Xiao Feng warrior, you bring so many people—are you intending to turn against us?"
"What bringing people?" Xiao Feng looked innocent, "They're all here to kill me."
"Kill you? They're fellow adventurers—why would they want to kill you?" the Time God Envoy gave a soft snort, showing disbelief.
"It's just because he's too handsome causing trouble. Oh well, never mind—you should already feel the change in spatial rules, right? You can't possibly return to Shen Jie, can you?" Xiao Feng tossed off a casual remark and got straight to the point.
"How do you know?!"
The god envoys' expressions shifted slightly.
Xiao Feng said, "Don't hide it from you—this time the Supreme Divine Artifact that has appeared actually belongs exclusively to us adventurers; even if we gave it to your Supreme God, he couldn't use it.
So I came today to ask you to relinquish the fragments in your hands. Of course, I won't take advantage for nothing; within permissible conditions, I can offer you certain compensation."
On his person, aside from the War Horn, there is basically nothing that could stir the hearts of Shen Jie's envoys.
And the War Horn certainly won't be brought out, so in practice he can offer little compensation—just empty talk.
"Absurd!"
The Fate God Envoy coldly rebuked, "The Supreme Divine Artifact is a supreme treasure that only a Supreme God's power can possess; given your adventurers' rate of advancement, even those with outstanding talent would need a long time to reach this stage. The artifact's appearance in the world is clearly prepared for the various Supreme Gods—what does it have to do with you adventurers?"
Xiao Feng couldn't say this was a god-king's weapon, or they'd surely be even more unwilling to cede it, leaving only battle as the outcome.
But he also couldn't agree with the Fate God Envoy's statement.
He then replied, "I'm stating the facts; if you don't believe me, so be it. Arguing won't settle anything. Now I'll say two things: first, let's peacefully exchange the Supreme Divine Artifact components—you give me the items, I promise to trade them for equivalent treasures and return them later when we reach Shen Jie; second, let's settle this by battle—once we strike, life or death is unimportant, don't blame me for slaying gods again."
His tone was extremely firm!
Hearing this, the god envoys all changed color.
"You brat, your tone is huge, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?" the Destruction God Envoy said coldly, already having drawn his weapon and prepared for battle.
The Fate God Envoy was even more disdainful, looking down on Xiao Feng from a lofty stance: "Adventurer, though your strength is not bad, you are still ten to a hundred times inferior to true gods. With the Lord of Wind Spirit Island absent, you alone think you can oppose us—pure fantasy! Even if she were here, I alone would be enough to seal your fate here."
As gods, as God Nation Envoys, they had never before encountered such an obliviously overconfident adventurer.
Existences as lowly as ants in the lower realms, no matter how strong, are merely somewhat stronger ants.
To dare shout arrogantly before eighteen god envoys—isn't that courting death?
"Is that so? Then we must fight, right?" Xiao Feng's expression also gradually turned icy.
For the dignity of Blue Star humanity, he could not relinquish the clan's fortune weapon!
Originally he wanted to resolve the issue peacefully, but now it seems the arrogant god envoys have no intention of speaking with him as equals.
Thus, it's no wonder he became ruthless!
Xiao Feng's side had already prepared to take action.
At the same time, he heard He Er Na's voice in his mind: "Master, I'm rushing to Soul City. If you need to trade, I have two high-grade divine artifacts on me that I can offer as trade items… just don't take my clothes in public."
As a lord of one faction in the Elemental Sea, she is quite wealthy as well.
However, she cannot produce a superior-grade divine artifact; the best she has is high-grade.
Xiao Feng replied, "No need, He Er Na—go straight back to War City; you don't need to intervene here, I can handle it."
"Go back? But master… what if a fight breaks out?" He Er Na worried.
"Precisely because a fight might break out, that's why I won't let you come over." Xiao Feng said.
He Er Na's strength is strong, but there are those stronger than her here as well.
Once the great battle begins, if the god envoys find they cannot kill him, they will likely turn to focus on dealing with He Er Na first.
She has only one life; if she dies, it's truly death—this must not happen under any circumstances!
"Master, I…"
He Er Na felt looked down upon, her mood complex.
Xiao Feng is keeping her back out of concern for danger, which amounts to belittling her power, as if she can no longer keep pace with his steps.
This makes the self‑confident He Er Na feel stifled and somewhat resentful.
But at the same time she knows Xiao Feng doesn't want her to come to harm, and there is a caring motive in it.
Combined, her heart is inevitably tangled.
She thought for a moment, "The master didn't issue a death order; to protect him, going to support is also permissible."
Thus she continued maintaining her direction, heading toward Soul City.
Unexpectedly, just as the thought surfaced in her mind, Xiao Feng's voice appeared again in the depths of her heart.
"Don't even think about sneaking over to help; I order you to return to War City immediately! No defiance!"
"But..."
He Er Na's figure froze in midair, momentarily caught between advancing and retreating.
"Ah, just be stubborn then; if you don't go, you don't go!" She turned her head, adjusted her direction, and flew east.
But after flying a stretch, she again felt something was off.
"With so many divine envoys, he'll definitely struggle handling them alone. If I go, the worst that could happen is getting scolded by him. Besides, he wouldn't possibly let me die; defying his order won't bring trouble. If I don't go and let him suffer a big loss, I'd feel even worse..."
Thinking this through, she readjusted her direction and continued rushing toward Soul City.
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