I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"you……"

The man in the green robe was speechless with anger, his face flushed red, his chest heaving, and his eyes blazing with fury.

As a member of the Qingyun Sect, he had never suffered such humiliation while traveling outside!

"This idiot, what a brainless piece of trash, daring to offend even the Qingyun Sect!" Shen Yufeng looked at Chu Feng and sneered gloatingly.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Shen Yujiao's lips: "The more people he offends, the faster he'll die. Martial arts sects don't have as many restrictions as the imperial court."

The man in the green robe took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and offered again: "Eighty million taels!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng didn't even lift his eyelids. He leaned back in his chair and slowly raised a finger.

"One hundred million."

Those three simple words struck everyone like a thunderclap.

One billion!

This isn't just money, it's a mountain of gold!

The man in the green robe froze instantly. He stared intently at Chu Feng, his eyes shifting unpredictably. In the end, he gave up bidding, but the resentment in his eyes was almost tangible.

"Very well! Prince Zhenbei, my Qingyun Sect will remember this debt!"

After uttering those harsh words, he turned and left without looking back.

Chu Feng didn't take the threat seriously at all, and ultimately he obtained the Restoration Pill.

Guided by a waiter from the Misty Rain Pavilion, he then led Fatty Wang directly to the inner area to complete the transaction.

"Young Master Chu, these are all the treasures you have acquired today."

Xue Wansan, the manager of Yanyu Pavilion, personally received them with great respect.

Chu Feng glanced at them and said, "I'll take all the cultivation resources displayed in your lobby on the first floor. Let's calculate the total cost."

Upon hearing this, even the well-informed Xue Wansan was taken aback for a moment. Then, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Alright, Your Highness, please wait a moment."

A moment later, Xue Wansan returned with the bill: "Including all the cultivation resources on the first floor, the total price is two hundred and ten million taels. I'll round it down to two hundred million for you, Your Highness!"

"I'll also give you a storage bag as a personal gift, Your Highness. It's inconvenient for you to carry so many things."

"Storage bag?"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up.

He knew about this thing; it was similar to the storage rings in novels, containing a vast universe within that could store a large number of items. It was a rare and priceless treasure in this world.

"Manager Xue is very kind."

Chu Feng smiled slightly, let Fatty Wang pay the bill, then put all the items into his storage bag and turned to leave.

Immediately, a woman with a graceful figure appeared, and Xue Wansan respectfully greeted her, "Miss!"

This woman was none other than the auctioneer, Ya Fei.

"This young master is quite interesting!"

Ya Fei smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth turning up.

At this moment, Xue Wansan couldn't help but ask, "Miss, isn't this young master the rumored martial arts failure who can't cultivate? Why is he suddenly buying such a huge amount of cultivation resources?"

"Useless?" Ya Fei narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and said meaningfully, "That's not necessarily true."

……

After Chu Feng and his two companions left the Misty Rain Pavilion, he said to Fatty Wang, "Fatty, you've spent a lot of money tonight."

"What are you saying, Your Highness! It is my honor to spend money for you, Your Highness!" Fatty Wang patted his chest, his fat face trembling with laughter.

"Okay, I'll treat you to drinks another day!" Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder.

Fatty Wang immediately beamed, "Okay!"

Then, Chu Feng led Leng Yue towards the direction of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

After walking a few streets, Leng Yue suddenly stopped and said in a low voice, "Young Master, something's wrong."

"Something's definitely not right. It's so quiet... it doesn't feel like the capital anymore." Chu Feng looked around, a cold glint in his eyes.

The street they were on was deathly silent; not a single pedestrian could be seen.

As the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty, the city is always brightly lit and bustling at night. It would be impossible for such a scene to appear unless... the place was cleared out in advance.

Swish swish! ! !

The next second, shadowy figures silently emerged from the surrounding rooftops and alleyways, like ghosts, instantly forming an encirclement and sealing off all escape routes for Chu Feng and his companion.

"It seems someone has meticulously prepared a grand show for me," Chu Feng sneered.

"I never thought that you, a good-for-nothing wastrel, would have a moment of clarity."

A cold, arrogant voice rang out.

A young man dressed in fine clothes emerged from the shadows, looking at Chu Feng with disdain.

This person is none other than Luo Qing, the heir of the Marquis of Tiannan!

She was also the culprit who framed him for defiling the Crown Princess!

"Luo Qing? I haven't even gone looking for trouble with you yet, and you've already delivered yourself to my doorstep," Chu Feng said coldly, curling his lip.

"It's a pity that you managed to escape that night. Otherwise, you would have been executed for the crime of defiling the Crown Princess by now, and even the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion behind you would probably no longer exist!" Luo Qing's tone was full of regret.

Swish!

The playful look on Chu Feng's face vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling expression and a murderous glint in his eyes: "It really was you!"

"That's right, it's me." Luo Qing admitted without any attempt to hide it.

"Who's behind you?" Chu Feng asked coldly.

He didn't believe that a mere heir of a marquis's family would dare to touch the Crown Princess, which would be an heinous crime of offending both the Eastern Palace and the Prime Minister's residence at the same time.

There must be a real culprit behind Luo Qing.

"A dying man doesn't need to know so much," Luo Qing said coldly.

"Dead men? With just them?" Chu Feng glanced at the black-clad men around him who exuded considerable auras and sneered.

With a flick of her right hand, Leng Yue revealed a chilling dagger in her palm, her entire being radiating an icy killing intent.

Luo Qing's gaze fell on Leng Yue, and he said disdainfully, "I knew this little girl beside you was a master, so I was prepared!"

He clapped his hands: "Old Eagle, this little girl is now in your hands!"

"Your Highness, rest assured, a mere young girl is nothing to this old man!"

A hoarse, shrill voice rang out, and an old man shrouded in a black robe stepped out from behind Luo Qing.

He had a head of messy, gray hair, deep-set eyes, high cheekbones, and a pair of eyes that gleamed with a hawk-like cold light in the darkness.

"Seventh on the Great Qian Wanted List, White Eagle!" Leng Yue said in a deep voice, looking at the man.

"Heh heh..." The old man let out a strange laugh, his sinister gaze sweeping over Leng Yue: "I didn't expect you, little brat, to know my name!"

"The Great Qian Dynasty's wanted list?" Chu Feng frowned slightly.

This list compiles the most heinous criminals who have committed countless crimes within the Great Qian Dynasty. Those who make the list are at least innate level experts. The person before us, ranking seventh, must be a force to be reckoned with.

"Cold Moon, is it feasible?" Chu Feng asked.

Leng Yue didn't answer, she just nodded.

The next moment, she moved, and the dagger in her hand flashed a beautiful, cold light in the darkness.

However, her target was not the white eagle, but rather the shadowy figures in black surrounding her!

puff!puff!puff!

A flash of cold light, and blood splattered everywhere.

Under the cold moon's thunderous killing intent, these experts, who were considered masters by ordinary people, didn't even have time to react before their throats were slit one by one, and they collapsed to the ground limply.

"What a ruthless girl! She's certainly worth my personal attention!"

Bai Ying snorted coldly, two cold glints flashing in his hawk-like eyes. His figure blurred, instantly transforming into a blur as he shot towards Leng Yue.

On his hands, a pair of iron eagle claws gleaming with dark light had appeared at some point, aimed straight at Leng Yue's throat and heart!

Clang clang clang!!

A sharp metallic clang suddenly rang out on the quiet street, sparks flying everywhere.

The two instantly engaged in fierce combat. Bai Ying's cultivation had also reached the Grandmaster level, and he fought Leng Yue to a standstill.

"Chu Feng, it seems I, the young master, will have to take your life myself!"

At this moment, Luo Qing walked step by step toward Chu Feng, a sneer of confidence on her face.

"You want to kill me? Aren't you afraid that my grandfather will raze your Tiannan Marquis's mansion to the ground in a fit of rage?" Chu Feng looked at the other party calmly.

"Hmph, you don't know yet, do you?" Luo Qing's smile grew even more smug. "This area within a three-kilometer radius has already been cleared and sealed off. Right now, there's no one else here except you and me."

"Even if you die here, no one will know, and no one will know that I did it!"

"Oh, really?"

Chu Feng's smile grew even colder. "That's perfect, then I can kill you without any qualms!"

"Kill me?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qing felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He burst into laughter, and his body suddenly exuded the powerful aura of a fifth-grade martial artist.

"You, a piece of trash who isn't even a martial artist, dare to spout such arrogant words?"

"Who told you?" Chu Feng smiled wickedly and slowly took a step forward. A martial aura that was far more terrifying and domineering than Luo Qing's erupted like a sleeping primordial beast awakening!

"I'm not a martial artist?"