The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 1216 – God Quasi Jian Feng

“That Dark Green Grass Sky Lotus and Golden Essence Fruit!” The owner of the stall next to Zhao Feng saw the two items Zhao Feng picked up, and his eyes immediately lit up out of desire.

The Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass and Golden Essence Fruit were precious resources that presented a great temptation to a Rank Four True God.

After which, he glanced at Zhao Feng and realized that he was not even a True God. He could not help but sigh and shake his head. If Zhao Feng took out these two precious resources in exchange for a map, he would definitely be looking for a map with extremely high quality. Perhaps only a small number of Rank Three True Immortals or Rank Four True Immortals were capable of giving Zhao Feng such a map.

But in this Exchange Spiritual Hall, a Tier Three True God was a rare sight, and a Rank Four True God would only visit once every few years. This meant that Zhao Feng's two treasures might not change.

Although the Exchange Spiritual Hall forbade fighting, Zhao Feng had taken two extremely precious treasures and did not have the strength to store them. He was definitely being watched, and once he left the Exchange Spiritual Hall, it would be over for him.

“Both of these plants are too valuable!” a white veiled woman standing beside Zhao Feng sent a message to him.

This woman was naturally Han Ning’er.

Since the Yellow Dragon Pavilion was not far from this place, the news that Han Ning’er desired must have spread discreetly throughout the area. For the sake of security, Zhao Feng had purchased a special veil that could block Divine Sense and hide Han Ning's face.

But even so, the attitude he radiated and the natural vitality around him were impossible to hide. Even if the bystanders could not see her face, they could definitely tell that she was beautiful.

“Nothing can be done. If we don't have a map, the time it takes to reach the Ziling Zone will at least double, and the chances of encountering danger will also be higher! ” Zhao Feng replied to a message.

“Are you really not part of a large faction?” Han Ning’er suddenly asked.

Zhao Feng had a strong bloodline, incredible strength, incredible talent, and could use different types of Intentions. It was hard to imagine that such a person was not a member of a large faction.

But if Zhao Feng had the support of the main faction, he would not have to fear the Yellow Dragon Pavilion and could use the teleportation array of the four-star and four-star factions and pinnacle.

“No,” replied Zhao Feng.

In fact, Zhao Feng wanted to create an identity that would allow him to use the teleportation array of a four-and-a-half-star faction. However, it was extremely difficult to forge such an identity. Moreover, Zhao Feng had offended many factions in the Gulong Zone. Under these uncertain circumstances, he could not carelessly expose himself.

“Dark Green Grass Sky Lotus!” Many people walking through the crowd would stop in front of Zhao Feng's stall.

It didn't take long before most of the people on the street gathered.

“Nak, what kind of map do you want?” a middle-aged man asked. His body seemed to be unconsciously emitting energy from the Ghost Dao. Those with weaker powers that were too close could inadvertently affect their personalities.

“Rank Two True Gods!” The weaker Mystical Light Realm experts immediately chose to retreat.

Although it was only a Rank Two True God, this man was a Ghost Dao cultivator, so it was better not to provoke him.

“A complete map of at least eight four-and-a-half-star factions,” Zhao Feng said straightforwardly.

The Sky Feather Island Lord map contained information about the six four-star and a half factions, but no information about the factions was complete.

“Wah, that price is too high. I have a complete map of the six four-and-a-half-star factions. Do you want to trade? ” The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and the pressure of ghosts began to gather around Zhao Feng.

Han Ning’er groaned slowly. It was evident that the peak cultivation of the Mystic Light Realm was difficult to withstand the pressure from these Rank Two True Immortals.

“Get out of my face,” Zhao Feng said flatly. The moment he said these words, all of the surrounding Ghost Dao energy immediately dispersed.

“You...!” Rank Two True Immortals were stunned. He wanted to say something, but then he stopped himself. From the look of Zhao Feng just now, he could see that Zhao Feng was no weaker than him.

“Hmph, the trivial Tier Two Quasi God took such a treasure! The Spiritual Exchange Hall's hunters won't let you go! ” Rank Two True Gods retreated to the side with a cold harrumph.

In the Exchange Spiritual Halls, anyone who paid the fee could enter. However, a certain group of people did not come to the Exchange Spiritual Hall to exchange anything, but to look for prey. These people are called hunters.

Once these hunters saw the item they wanted, they would hide nearby and wait for their target to leave the Exchange Spiritual Hall. In addition, these hunters always gather in groups of three to five people.

For this reason, people usually formed groups when going to the Exchange Spiritual Hall or hiring experts as bodyguards.

“Haha, hunter?” Zhao Feng chuckled.

Some time ago, when he went to the Exchange Spiritual Hall of the Blue-Eyed Ice Wolf Race and took out many treasures, he ended up being the target of the Blue-Eyed Ice Wolf Race. But in the end, Zhao Feng had killed all of their hunters, one by one.

At this moment, Zhao Feng could already sense that several cruel and bloodthirsty gazes were watching him from the shadows. However, the cultivation level of these people was not very high. After all, this was not a high-ranking Exchange Spiritual Hall. Rank Three True Immortals rarely appeared here.

More and more people came to Zhao Feng's stall to inquire about the exchange.

The two of them had actually reached Zhao Feng's requirement of a complete map of the eight four-and-a-half-star factions. However, these two maps contained information about factions that Zhao Feng already knew, so no deal was made.

One day later, Zhao Feng still did not get the map he wanted, but he had more people watching him from the shadows.

“Too few True Gods of Rank Four who frequent this Exchange Spiritual Hall. It seems like it will be very difficult for me to make a deal, ”Zhao Feng sighed.

“Eh? The Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass! ”

At this moment, some loud and dumbfounded sounds came from near here.

“It was the Ghost Race Nether!”

“Are these three Quasi-God wonders of the Nether Ghost Race? The young man leading them was God-Kuasi Mo Gui! ”

Some observers recognized this group and began to stand to the side. The Nether Ghost Race was a four-and-a-half-star faction of the Gulong Zone. It was a somewhat stronger existence on par with the Yellow Dragon Pavilion.

“I want this Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass!” Quasi God Mo Gui directed his evil white disciples towards Zhao Feng and declared.

“Complete map of the eight four-and-a-half-star factions,” Zhao Feng looked back and replied.

The Quasi God Mo Gui was only a Tier Two Quasi God, level with the Quasi God Di Lin and the Quasi God Lan Ye, whom he had met in the Ancient Dream Realm.

“Mm?” A hint of killing intent flashed in Quasi-God Mo Gui's eyes.

He did not expect that My God who set up the stall in this Exchange Spiritual Hall would decide not to give him face. After all, his Nether Ghost Race was a four-and-a-half-star faction led by Ancient Gods. One four-star half-factor ruled over dozens of four-star factions and controlled nearly twenty Exchanges Spiritual Space.

The rules of this Exchange Spiritual Hall bind a four-star faction, but they are useless on the four-star half-step faction that governs everything. Rules are simply tools used by the people above to limit the rules below. Only the weak need to obey!

“Do not cause trouble,” said the elder next to God-Kuasi Mo Gui lightly.

This Spiritual Hall exchange was not in the territory of the Nether Ghost Race, nor would he remind Quasi-God Mo Gui.

“Give a little face to the Nether Ghost Race. I will give you a map containing information about the four four-star and a half factions, and you give me the Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass, “.

In Zhao Feng's rejection just now, he refused to give any face to the Nether Ghost Race. Engaging in a fair exchange with Zhao Feng at this moment would further damage the dignity of the Nether Ghost Race.

Zhao Feng's brows furrowed slightly in displeasure. If he had a powerful strength or an intimidating identity, he would never be bullied like this.

“I came to change the map, not give your face!” Zhao Feng coldly replied.

“Mm?” This time, the elder's brows furrowed, and an invisible pressure began to press down on the area.

Aoooo! Hwooo!

The surroundings turned dark, and the eerie wails of ghosts could be heard.

“Rank Four True Gods!”

Stunned, some people began to hurriedly retreat.

This elder was a Rank Four True God supported by the Nether Ghost Race. Even if he were to kill someone in the Exchange Spiritual Hall, the hall controller would probably not say anything.

Some people looked at Zhao Feng with pity. Even the hunters gave up on their targets.

“Haha, the people of the Nether Ghost Race want to attack someone inside the Exchange Spiritual Hall?” Laughter comes from close.

Zhao Fengs eyes twinkled. He found the voice familiar, but he could not remember where it came from.

“Isn't this the Demon God of the Sky Mist Race, Jian Feng?” The Quasi God of the Nether Ghost Race, Mo Gui turned with a cold gaze towards the figure flying here.

The elder of the Nether Ghost Race glanced at the several blue-haired old ladies standing behind the Quasi God Jian Feng.

“Kuasi God Jian Feng, what do you mean by this? My Nether Ghost race definitely does not do such a thing! ” Quasi-God Mo Gui coldly glared at Quasi-God Jian Feng.

“Brother Zhao, I don't think I'll meet you here!” The God of Quasi Jian Feng walked directly to Zhao Feng with a smile on his face.

The God of Quasi Jian Feng, the prodigy of the Sky Mist Race, was the person in the Phoenix Forest who invited Zhao Feng and the Golden Armed Race to attack the phoenix nest.

“Hmph!” Quasi God Mo Gui snorted, his expression grim. He only asked a question to the Quasi God Jian Feng, but Jian Feng ignored him and went straight to the stall owner.

However, Mo Gui was somewhat surprised to hear the God of Quasi Jian Feng calling the owner of the stall “Brother Zhao.” The God of Quasi Jian Feng had quite a good reputation in the Sky Mist Race; anyone he referred to as a brother had to be someone of a certain status.

“This is a map of eight four-and-a-half-star factions or so. I want the Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass! ” Elder Nether Ghost Race suddenly spoke, retrieving the jade token that had just stamped his information.

The Sky Haze Race was a peak four-star faction, far stronger than the Nether Ghost Race. The God of Quasi Jian Feng even knew Zhao Feng. In other words, if the Nether Ghost Race wanted the Sky Lotus Dark Green Grass, it could only be a fair exchange.

“Sorry, I will close the store!” With a faint smile, Zhao Feng put the two herbs away, dismantled his stall, and started walking towards Jian Feng.

Even though he only met Demon God Jian Feng once, this Quasi God had a very refreshing and relaxed personality. He is not a man who likes schemes and betrayals. Otherwise, the Quasi God Jian Feng would not have come alone to help Zhao Feng out of his trouble. He obviously wanted to be friends with Zhao Feng.

Since this was the case, Zhao Feng might be able to obtain the map he wanted from the Sky Haze Race, or maybe even use his teleportation array directly. Thus, it is no longer necessary to display his merchandise in the stall.

“Junior, you are so brave ..” The eyes of the Nether Ghost Race Elders shone with a sinister light, and he stopped between each of his words.