107: End of Chapter 107

In the sky.

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable and the Nine Nether Devil Emperor panicked.

Ten Immortal Lords joined forces to strike the Formation barrier, but they only left a faint white mark on the Star Net.

"I can't break it!" an Immortal Lord spat blood as he retreated. "The grade of this Formation surpasses the Immortal Grade!"

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor looked toward the Star-Plucking Tower.

That young man, waving a folding fan, was looking at them with a smile.

"Gu Sheng!" the Nine Nether Devil Emperor roared. "You dare to slaughter the Immortal Army of the Upper Realm? The Immortal Emperor will not let you off!"

Gu Sheng closed his folding fan.

"The Immortal Emperor? Tell him to line up and pay for a ticket."

He turned his head to look at Jiang Taixu.

"God King, leave them with a breath of life. Capturing them alive is more valuable than killing them."

Jiang Taixu nodded.

He took a step forward and appeared inside the Star Net.

The White-Robed God King.

Facing an army of a hundred thousand and two Immortal Venerables.

He pointed his fingers like a sword.

He swung a single sword strike.

There was no flashy Sword Qi, only the ultimate rules.

The protective Immortal Artifacts of the ten Immortal Lords shattered simultaneously. Their Primordial Spirits were locked by the Sword Intent, rendering them unable to move.

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable raised his sword to block.

The Immortal Sword snapped into two pieces.

The Sword Intent pierced through his body. Golden Scale Immortal Venerable's Immortal Bones shattered inch by inch, and he crashed into the bottom of the Star Net.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor still wanted to resist, but Jiang Taixu slapped him with a backhand.

Slap.

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the sky.

Half of the Nine Nether Devil Emperor's Face swelled up, several teeth flew out, and he fell straight down.

The battle ended without any suspense.

Of the hundred thousand Immortal Army, half were dead, and the remaining half were all kneeling in the Void Realm, shivering.

Heavenly Saint City was deathly silent.

These were Upper Realm powerhouses.

In front of the White-Robed God King, they couldn't even last a single move.

Gu Sheng opened the recycling interface in the System.

"System. Recycle all the weapons and armor of these hundred thousand Immortal Army, as well as those two Yao Beasts pulling the carriage."

[Command confirmed. Recycling...]

[Obtained destiny points: Two million.]

Gu Sheng felt satisfied.

This business brought in money faster than holding an auction.

The Star Net contracted.

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable and the Nine Nether Devil Emperor were tied up like zongzi and thrown onto the deck of the Star-Plucking Tower.

The ten Immortal Lords had their cultivation sealed and were lined up, squatting in the corner.

Gu Sheng walked over and tapped Golden Scale Immortal Venerable's head with his folding fan.

"An Immortal Venerable, huh? Quite impressive."

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable stared fixedly at Gu Sheng without saying a word.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor, on the other hand, was stubborn.

"Kill me if you have the guts."

Gu Sheng smiled.

"Kill you? What a waste. Su Jiuer."

Su Jiuer ran over.

"Pavilion Revered Master."

"Go and post an announcement in the city. The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion is launching a new Upper Realm Powerhouse Exhibition Hall service. Touching an Immortal Venerable once costs ten Top-Grade Spirit Stones, and slapping an Immortal Lord costs fifty Top-Grade Spirit Stones. Honest prices for all."

Su Jiuer's eyes lit up.

"Got it!"

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor's eyes rolled back, and he fainted from anger.

A warrior can be killed but not insulted.

But in the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, even death was not up to them.

Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Xia Qingyue watched the Star Net in the sky dissipate and let out a long breath.

Great Xia was now completely stable.

With the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion as a backer, let alone unifying the Central Continent, it was even possible to attack the Upper Realm.

Ji Ruxue touched the kunlun mirror in her sleeve.

"Revered Master's actions are always unexpected."

The Realm Passage was still there.

The black hole hung in the sky, with no signs of healing.

Gu Sheng stood by the window, looking at the black hole.

"System. Can this passage be used to attack back?"

[As long as the host has enough destiny points to exchange for a cross-realm teleportation Formation, attacking the Upper Realm is not a problem.]

Gu Sheng tapped the ribs of his fan.

"No rush. We'll talk about it after these old monsters in the Lower Realm have paid up their money."

Western Desolation.

Great Leiyin Temple.

The Three-Life Ancient Buddha sat in the Mahavira Hall, listening to the news brought back by the scouts.

The Upper Realm Immortal Army was completely wiped out. Two Immortal Venerables were captured and were being used as exhibits at the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

The wooden fish mallet in the old monk's hand fell to the ground.

"Amitabha. Seal the mountain. A total seal. No one is allowed to go out."

Nine Nether Magic Sect.

The Nether Ancestor had just come out of seclusion, preparing to cause trouble for the Great Leiyin Temple.

Hearing the news, he silently retreated back into the secret room and locked the door from the inside.

No matter how strong the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art was, it couldn't swallow that freak from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

Heaven-Burial Island of the Northern Plains.

The ancient corpse put the kunlun mirror into the coffin, lay inside, and closed the coffin lid.

Can't afford to provoke him.

The four major regions became completely quiet.

No one dared to cross the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion at this critical juncture.

Star-Plucking Tower.

Gu Sheng looked at the numbers in the ledger.

destiny points balance: 7.5 million.

This struggle for the Great Era has only just begun, yet the leeks have already been harvested wave after wave.

"Jiuer. Send word to Ye Yuan. If the Yao Race of the Southern Border still doesn't behave, tell him to capture the Yao Emperor to pull the carriage."

After Gu Sheng finished his instructions, he lay back in his grandmaster chair.

The sunlight was just right.

Perfect for counting money.

The main street of Heavenly Saint City was packed to the point of being impassable.

The plaque for the "Upper Realm Powerhouse Exhibition Hall" was hung on the vacant lot to the left of the Star-Plucking Tower. A circle of red rope was pulled around the perimeter, with a Heavenly Secrets Pavilion worker standing every three steps, holding an Intimidation Stick.

Inside the red rope, Golden Scale Immortal Venerable and the Nine Nether Devil Emperor were tied to Black Iron Pillars with thumb-thick Immortal-Binding Ropes. The two Immortal Venerables had disheveled hair, their immortal robes were torn into strips, and they were covered in rotten vegetable leaves and smelly eggs.

The ten Immortal Lords were lined up in a single-file Formation, squatting at the base of the wall with their hands behind their heads.

"Line up! Don't push!" Su Jiuer stood on a high platform, shouting through a tin megaphone, "Touching an Immortal Venerable costs ten Top-Grade Spirit Stones, and slapping an Immortal Lord costs fifty! No Magical Artifacts allowed, no True Qi allowed, pure physical combat! Any damage to the exhibits must be compensated at full price!"

The line stretched across three streets.

A Nascent Soul Stage Loose Cultivator paid the Spirit Stones and walked up to Golden Scale Immortal Venerable while rubbing his hands. He looked the man up and down, then extended a finger and flicked the Immortal Venerable's forehead.

"Heh, a live Immortal Venerable, his skin is really thick." The Loose Cultivator left happily, bragging to everyone he met that he had touched an Immortal Venerable's head.

Golden Scale Immortal Venerable kept his eyes closed, his eyelids twitching. A mighty overlord of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, reduced to being played with like a monkey by a Lower Realm Loose Cultivator—his Dao Heart was shattered to pieces.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor had a fiery temper; he opened his eyes and glared at the queuing crowd. Just as he was about to start cursing, a loud slap landed on his Face.

"What are you looking at? I paid my money!" A burly Body Cultivator with a fleshy Face shook his wrist. "This Face is so hard it hurts my hand. Give me ten more Spirit Stones' worth!"

The onlookers erupted in laughter.

The top floor of the Star-Plucking Tower.

Gu Sheng leaned against the window, listening to the commotion downstairs. The abacus on the table had been replaced with an extra-large one, and Su Jiuer brought up a new ledger every half hour.

The data on the System panel was jumping rapidly.

[destiny points +50]

[destiny points +100]

[destiny points +500]

The humiliation of the Upper Realm powerhouses caused violent fluctuations in the Heavenly Dao's Luck, resulting in a continuous stream of destiny points.

Gu Sheng picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The Realm Passage in the sky was still there. The dark gold halo at the edge of the black hole, far from weakening, showed signs of expanding outward. A tooth-grating grinding sound came from inside the passage—that was even more massive energy squeezing against the spatial barriers.

The Upper Realm would not let this go. The Immortal Emperor's Face was completely lost, so he would definitely try to reclaim it.

This was exactly what Gu Sheng wanted. Leeks should be harvested wave by wave; it would be no fun to pull them all out at once.

Footsteps came from the staircase.

Ji Ruxue, wearing a plain white dress, ascended the stairs. She stopped at the doorway.

"Revered Master."

Gu Sheng turned to look at her. Her cultivation at the Early Stage of the Dao Integration Realm had stabilized. With her foundation as an Empress, her speed in re-cultivating was extremely fast.

"Have you been down to see them?" Gu Sheng asked.

Ji Ruxue nodded.

"If you want to take action, go ahead. For people from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, the tickets are free." Gu Sheng pointed downstairs. "If you kill them, I'll take the blame."

Ji Ruxue bowed and turned to go downstairs.

The exhibition area.

The crowd automatically made way. As the Junior Sister of the Empress of Great Xia and the Personal Disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's Revered Master, her status in Heavenly Saint City was even more effective than that of a Saint.

Ji Ruxue walked straight up to the Nine Nether Devil Emperor.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor, with half his Face swollen, looked up and saw who it was, his pupils shrinking instantly.

"Yaoguang," he spat out the two words through gritted teeth.

Ji Ruxue stood three feet away from him, looking at the Face that once caused her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. In her previous life, the Nine Nether Devil Emperor had joined forces with others to ambush her, shattering her imperial body and draining her Origin.

Scenes of that great battle flashed through her mind.

"You also have such a day," Ji Ruxue said with a flat tone.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor struggled, and the Immortal-Binding Rope tightened further, cutting into his flesh. "What kind of skill is it to rely on the power of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion? If you have the guts, release this Emperor and fight me one-on-one."

Ji Ruxue raised her hand.

Slap.

A loud slap. She didn't use True Qi, just pure physical strength.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor's head jerked to one side, and a trail of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"This slap is for your betrayal."

Slap.

Another slap with her backhand.

"This slap is for your betrayal of your Revered Master and ancestors."

She slapped him more than a dozen times in a row. The Nine Nether Devil Emperor's Face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even speak.

Ji Ruxue withdrew her hand, took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her fingers, and threw the handkerchief at the Nine Nether Devil Emperor's feet.

The Karma of her previous life was completely settled at this moment. Her state of mind broke through a certain bottleneck in an instant, and her cultivation, which had been stagnant at the Early Stage of the Dao Integration Realm, showed signs of loosening.

She didn't look at the Nine Nether Devil Emperor again and turned to walk into the crowd.