Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1131: Emperor Ling’s Token

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Emperor Ling’s Token

In the bustling commerce association, the unknown Feng Wuchen was just an ordinary presence.

"May I ask what treasures you are looking for?" a pretty maid approached and respectfully inquired of Feng Wuchen.

Seeing the pretty maid, Feng Wuchen was in high spirits, feeling much better than when he had met the woman in white earlier.

"Men should marry women with good tempers. A woman who is willful and unreasonable is absolutely intolerable," Feng Wuchen mused to himself.

"What do you need?" Seeing that Feng Wuchen had not responded, the maid asked again, showing not a hint of impatience or contempt.

This was a sign of good breeding.

Feng Wuchen took out a list and handed it to the maid, saying with a light smile, "The things I need are quite numerous; please prepare them for me."

"Of course, please wait a moment," the maid said respectfully, bowing and then retreating with the list.

With nothing better to do, Feng Wuchen began to admire the various treasures of the commerce association.

"It’s him!" A busy maid caught a glimpse of Feng Wuchen, her pretty face momentarily frozen in surprise, before she quickly hurried toward the palace in the back.

Shortly after, the maid arrived at the Qi Po Palace, standing outside the grand hall and reporting with respect, "Third Elder, Feng Wuchen has arrived at our commerce association."

"He’s here?" Qiao Sanfeng, who was refining artifacts in the palace, rushed out immediately and headed straight to the association’s grand hall.

In the grand hall, Feng Wuchen, who was looking at the treasures, suddenly sensed someone approaching and couldn’t help turning his head to look.

"Stop looking, it won’t become yours just by looking. This treasure is worth three hundred thousand Heavenly Spirit Stones, can you afford it? To the uninformed, it might seem like you’re planning to steal," an arrogant man scornfully said, casting a disdainful glance at Feng Wuchen.

In front of Feng Wuchen, the arrogant man said to a maid, "I’ll take all of these treasures."

Feng Wuchen simply smiled faintly and, without a word, turned and walked away.

"Kid, if you can’t afford it, don’t come in. You not feeling embarrassed is embarrassing enough for me. Get out quickly if you’ve got nothing to do, this place isn’t for you," the arrogant man mocked, seemingly looking for trouble with Feng Wuchen on purpose.

"Young Master Qin is right, this is not where you belong. Get out quickly if you know what’s good for you."

"Get out! Don’t embarrass yourself here!"

"Kid, didn’t you hear what Young Master Qin said? He told you to get out!"

Many people, seeking to please Young Master Qin, began to ridicule in unison.

Young Master Qin watched Feng Wuchen with a smug face, looking every bit the big boss of the place.

Despite Young Master Qin’s arrogant attitude, his cultivation was not weak; he was at the late peak stage of the King Realm, almost stepping into the level of a Heavenly Monarch.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone in the hall were unavoidably drawn towards Feng Wuchen.

However, Feng Wuchen didn’t care at all, acting as if he hadn’t heard anything and paying no attention.

"Kid, don’t get too cocky, Young Master Qin..." A burly man quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab Feng Wuchen’s shoulder.

"Boom!"

"Puh!"

The moment the burly man’s hand touched Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen threw a punch directly at him. With a booming explosion, the overwhelming force caused the man to spit out blood. His burly body flew across the ground and crashed heavily onto the counter.

The burly man, who was in the mid-stage of the King Realm, was knocked unconscious on the spot by one punch from Feng Wuchen, which revealed the great strength of Feng Wuchen.

Many people in the hall were frightened into a cold sweat.

"Sorry, I went a bit too hard." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

"Guards! This brat is causing trouble in the Association, why aren’t you throwing him out yet?" A man yelled at the Association’s guards.

However, the guards of the Association remained indifferent, as if they saw nothing, seemingly aware of something.

"Lad, you’ve got some skills, it seems you have the cultivation of the King Realm, but perhaps you do not know the status of Young Master Qin, I can understand your arrogance," said a tall and thin man in a cold voice, stepping towards Feng Wuchen, his face fearless.

This person was a Heavenly Monarch powerhouse, his cultivation far superior to Feng Wuchen’s.

What the Spiritual Realm Commerce Association lacks the least are powerful experts.

"What? You want to stand up for him?" Feng Wuchen looked at the tall and thin man, and asked with a cold sneer.

"I don’t need Young Master Qin to deal with a weakling like you, I could crush you to death with one hand," the tall and thin man said teasingly, viewing Feng Wuchen as nothing more than a weak ant.

The fact that a Heavenly Monarch level expert stood up for Young Master Qin showed how high his status was.

As the tall and thin man approached Feng Wuchen, he condensed a terrifying force in his palm, powerful enough to kill Feng Wuchen in an instant.

But just as the tall and thin man was about to make his move, Feng Wuchen took out a token and extended it in front of him.

"Emperor Ling’s Token!" Seeing the black token in Feng Wuchen’s hand, the tall and thin man was immediately frightened to pale, his face turned white as paper, his legs weakened, and he knelt down directly.

"Emperor Ling’s Token!" The many cultivators in the hall were greatly alarmed, retreating in terror, showing an attitude of keeping themselves out of trouble.

Those cultivators who previously stood up for Young Master Qin fled the Association in terror, not daring to stay.

The guards and serving girls of the Spiritual Realm Commerce Association were now all staring wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

"He actually has Emperor Ling’s Token!" The proud Young Master Qin also had fear written all over his face, trembling all over.

Mockingly looking at the tall and thin man who knelt down, Feng Wuchen slowly crouched and said with a cold sneer, "You like to stand up for him so much, are you really familiar with him?"

"Not... not familiar..." The tall and thin man shook his head in terror, his heart filled with regret.

"You stand up for him even though you’re not familiar? Do I have grievances with you, or do you simply find me disagreeable?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly with a smile.

"No... it’s neither..." The tall and thin man shook his head in terror, so scared that he wet himself.

"Since it’s neither, then you’re picking a fight with me on your own initiative?" Feng Wuchen spoke coldly, his expression suddenly turned icy.

The pale face of the tall and thin man changed dramatically, completely at a loss for words.

"Mercy, great sir, please have mercy! I was blind and offended you, I beg for your forgiveness," the tall and thin man begged for mercy, his panic reaching an extreme.

The token of Emperor Ling commands the utmost respect; no one dares to disrespect it.

"I could spare your life, but tell me, how should I punish you? Should I break one of your hands, or should I break one of your legs?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold smile, looking very patient.

"No! Please no! Sir, I know I was wrong, please spare me!" The tall and thin man kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Bring me a broadsword," Feng Wuchen ordered a guard from the Association.

The guard immediately ran over with a sword, respectfully handing the broadsword to Feng Wuchen.

"No! Please! Have mercy, sir!" The tall and thin man was extremely terrified, his eyes filled with despair.

Without hesitation, Feng Wuchen raised the broadsword and chopped down decisively.