Chapter 574

Chapter 574: Ruthless Qing Feng

Among all the mocking onlookers, none felt the humiliation more deeply than the pitiful Golden Crow Ruler. The Semi-Immortal Sect Leader of a supreme sect, Mo Qianxun himself, had groveled before him offering treasures – multiple Eighth-rank Treasures, tens of thousands of spirit pills, Spirit Liquid, and demon weapons. Any single item could make a Semi-Immortal green with envy.

Those riches had practically been in his pocket, but vanished completely because of the Golden Crow Prince’s mistake. Not only were the treasures lost, but his entire Golden Crow Ancient Kingdom became a laughingstock. Nearly everyone present mocked the prince’s stupidity, making his realm synonymous with idiocy.

The Golden Crow Ruler burned with shame, nearly spitting blood in fury, wishing he could disappear into the ground. While cursing his son’s idiocy and lamenting his bad luck, he never once considered the millions of slaughtered commoners.

Only Fang Lie remembered them.

Back in the Glorious Heavenly Palace, Mo Qianxun laughed in relief. "Never thought you’d turn defeat into victory! I’d already accepted that tyrant’s harsh terms to save your life!"

"I thought I’d lost too!" Fang Lie grinned. "That fool must’ve been cursed by millions of vengeful spirits. Seems karma’s real – heaven watches our deeds."

"Regardless, this victory calls for celebration!" Mo Qianxun said. "That final move of yours… slicing through deep void for half a tea-time? Even Thunder Tribulation Immortals would fear that! How did you manage it?"

"Created it myself," Fang Lie boasted. "After absorbing the Star Gold Element Core, spatial divine patterns covered my body. I focused most on my golden wings for teleportation."

He leaned forward. "In desperate moments, I use the demonic sect’s Body Explosion Art – burning blood essence and soul to unleash hundredfold power. This activates all spatial patterns in my wings to tear through void. I call it Void Space Annihilation Slash!"

"Brutal!" Mo Qianxun gasped. "A suicidal move only you’d use casually!"

"Not true," Fang Lie smirked, glancing at blushing Mo Lanyun beside him.

"I… I learned from Senior Brother!" the girl stammered.

"Actually," Fang Lie corrected, "you used Compassionate Light’s suicide move first today. I just followed your lead!"

"Liar!" Mo Lanyun stamped her foot. "You couldn’t have copied what I just invented! We simply thought alike!"

Mo Qianxun chuckled. "Seems like that Legend about kindred spirits applies here!"

"Grandpa!" Mo Lanyun squealed, red-faced as she fled the hall.

Fang Lie simply grinned while Mo Qianxun stroked his beard contentedly. His decision to betroth Mo Sect’s brightest star to this rising talent now looked brilliant. When Fang Lie first emerged by slaughtering Mo family clans’ disciples, none imagined this outcome.

Now every Family Head from the Five Great Family Clans sought marriage ties with Fang Lie, the human treasure vault. But Mo Qianxun had secured his claim first through ruthless foresight.

Nearly fifteen minutes after Fang Lie’s duel, the Celestial Platform crowd quieted, eager for the next clash. They didn’t wait long.

Qing Feng from the Xuan Sect appeared – a youthful-looking man with innocent smile pointing at Ten-Thousand Gu Sect. "Wan Du Fairy! Face me!"

The cold beauty turned pale. "Why challenge a woman? Can’t Xuan Sect’s chief handle male opponents?"

Normally proud, she now hesitated. Qing Feng’s reputation preceded him – the baby-faced killer who’d slain Thunder Tribulation Immortals. The Xuan Sect dominated a third of all Celestial Platform Competition victories.

"Normally I wouldn’t," Qing Feng replied solemnly. "But you offended Fang Lie who helped my Junior Brother. Consider this… obstacle removal."

Wan Du Fairy nearly choked. Her foolish challenge to Fang Lie had summoned this executioner!

After exchanging desperate looks with her Sect Leader, she gritted her teeth. "I yield."

"Wise choice," Qing Feng nodded, bowing toward Mo Sect’s group.

Fang Lie stood to return the gesture – this settled the debt from the Golden Crow Prince’s elimination.

Watching Qing Feng leave, Fang Lie muttered: "Why’s everyone scared of that brat?"

Mo Qianxun snorted. "Twenty-seven going on twelve. Wherever he travels, Blood Rain follows. Ten battles, a hundred corpses. Remember – appearances deceive."