Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1132: Consequences

Chapter 1132: Chapter 1132: Consequences

The immense power of Emperor Ling’s Token filled everyone with fear.

Feng Wuchen himself had not expected this black Token to possess such heavenly-defying abilities that a Heavenly Monarch-level powerhouse would be so frightened as to kneel and kowtow, begging for mercy.

The tall and thin man who stood up for Young Master Qin greatly regretted his actions now.

No matter how high Young Master Qin’s status was, could it surpass the authority of Emperor Ling’s Token?

From the utterly fearful expression on Young Master Qin’s face, it was clearly impossible.

Sometimes, it’s better to mind your own business, as meddling in others’ affairs won’t lead to a good end.

And now, with Feng Wuchen’s slash, Wuqing mercilessly severed the tall and thin man’s arm, blood flowing uncontrollably, the man screaming in horror and pain.

Feng Wuchen’s ruthless strike, as if felt by everyone present, made them tremble all over, their hearts almost pounding out of their chests.

"Gurgle!"

Everyone in the hall was extremely terrified, their faces pale, but no one dared to speak.

"Shut your mouth, or I’ll chop off your other arm," Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, frightening the tall and thin man into immediately closing his mouth, forcefully enduring the severe pain of his severed limb, his pale face twisted in agony.

How painful must it be to suffer such agony without being able to scream out?

It’s like desperately needing to use the restroom but having to queue and forcibly hold it in.

The tall and thin man should feel lucky, for having offended someone with Emperor Ling’s Token and still being alive was fortunate enough. If it were someone else, he might have been killed long ago.

After punishing the tall and thin man, Feng Wuchen’s gaze then turned to Young Master Qin, who was full of fear and panic.

Feeling Feng Wuchen’s gaze upon him, Young Master Qin was so terrified that he kneeled down before Feng Wuchen could even speak, his fear multiplying instantly.

"Great... Great Sir, please spare my life..." Young Master Qin begged in terror, even more frightened than the tall and thin man.

Feng Wuchen looked mockingly at the frightened Young Master Qin, his face amused, "Young Master Qin, why are you kneeling? I’m not someone you should bow to like this."

"No, no, no! Great Sir! I... I..." Young Master Qin stuttered, not knowing what to say, his mind overwhelmed with fear.

"Stand up," Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

"Great Sir..." Young Master Qin became even more panicked and afraid, not knowing what Feng Wuchen intended to do.

"I told you to stand up," Feng Wuchen’s voice suddenly grew colder, frightening Young Master Qin into hastily standing up, his eyes full of terror, not daring to look directly at Feng Wuchen.

Just as Feng Wuchen was about to speak, a maid appeared behind him. She respectfully handed a Storage Ring to Feng Wuchen, saying, "Sir, the materials you requested have all been prepared. Due to the quantity and variety, we had to check several times, which is why you had to wait. In total, two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones have been deducted for you."

"Thank you," Feng Wuchen thanked her indifferently, taking the Storage Ring.

However, the maid’s words exploded like a bombshell in everyone’s ears in the hall.

Young Master Qin was dumbfounded, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

"Two... Two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones... I must have heard wrong, right?"

"To actually afford materials worth two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones, even... even major powers wouldn’t dare to buy materials worth two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones in one go, would they?"

"Who... who exactly is he? Not only does he have Emperor Ling’s Token, but he also purchased treasures worth two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones in one breath..."

"Just now, Young Master Qin and the others said he couldn’t afford treasures, but with these two billion Heavenly Spirit Stones, can the Qin family even produce that much? They didn’t take Young Master Qin seriously at all, yet he insisted on provoking him."

The many cultivators in the hall were stunned by this terrifying figure, looking at Feng Wuchen with utmost respect.

Young Master Qin had just said that Feng Wuchen couldn’t afford it, was shaming himself at the Trade Association, and even told Feng Wuchen to get out of the Trade Association.

But now it seems that it is Young Master Qin who has truly lost face, and it is Young Master Qin who should roll off.

Yet now, if he wants to roll off, he still needs to go through Feng Wuchen’s approval.

"Young Master Qin, is it?" Feng Wuchen’s gaze fell on Young Master Qin, and with a smile, he asked, "Do we have some deep-rooted grudge?"

"No... No." Young Master Qin shook his head in fear.

"Which eye of yours saw that I couldn’t afford treasures from the merchant association? Do you know me? How could you know I can’t afford them?" Feng Wuchen continued to question.

"..." Young Master Qin didn’t know how to answer and was unable to respond.

Unable to respond, because Young Master Qin was being snobby and looked down on others.

"And how did you come to the conclusion that I would embarrass myself?" Feng Wuchen carried on inquiring, his voice growing colder and colder.

"..." Young Master Qin didn’t know how to respond, so he chose to remain silent.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen’s expression suddenly turned frosty, and he said coldly, "One, I don’t know you, two, I have not offended you, and three, I have not hindered you, yet you target me for no reason. Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"My lord... I was wrong, I beg for your forgiveness this time. I plead to you, my lord. Ask me to do anything and I shall comply. I earnestly beg for my life." Young Master Qin knelt down and knocked his head, pleading in terror.

Besides kneeling and begging for mercy, Young Master Qin had no other option, even if he moved the entire Qin family here, it would be of no use.

With the Emperor Ling’s Token, who would dare to disrespect Feng Wuchen?

"Serves him right! Normally so arrogant and tyrannical, now he’s bumped into a steel plate, right?"

"You reap what you sow! Seeking trouble for no reason, and now he’s even risking his own life."

"The arrogant and haughty Qin Feng, who would have thought you’d see such a day. You deserve it!"

Many people in the hall murmured to each other, none stood up to speak for Young Master Qin. Instead, they felt a great sense of satisfaction.

"My lord, please spare my life! I should not have been snobby, I should not have mocked you." Young Master Qin continued kowtowing, begging with a crying tone.

Just as Feng Wuchen was about to say something, he suddenly perceived something and turned to look.

"So it’s the Third Elder." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.

"No, no, not at all!" Qiao Sanfeng quickly waved his hand, saying with a respectful smile, "In the presence of a distinguished guest, I really can’t afford such courtesy. Knowing that Brother Feng has come to the merchant association, I rushed over immediately."

"Third Elder jests." Feng Wuchen gently smiled.

The hall fell silent unexpectedly, as everyone’s faces were filled with shock and astonishment.

"The Third Elder of the merchant association actually calls this young man a distinguished guest? And with such respect, who is he really?"

"The Third Elder of the merchant association has come in person to receive him!"

The people in the hall once again cried out in shock, while Young Master Qin felt even more frightened, wishing he could leave immediately but not daring to run.

"Brother Feng, what happened?" Qiao Sanfeng asked in confusion, glancing at Young Master Qin, who was kneeling on the ground, then back at Feng Wuchen.

"It’s nothing, just a minor issue." Feng Wuchen spoke lightly with an easy smile.

"Glad to hear it’s nothing. Brother Feng, please, this way." Qiao Sanfeng hastily made a welcoming gesture respectfully, ignoring how the rest of the hall might see this.

Before leaving, Feng Wuchen said, "If you want to save your life, cut off your own tongue. Otherwise, I will have someone help you do it. The choice is yours."

"Boom!"

The words of Feng Wuchen exploded like a heavy bomb beside Young Master Qin’s ears, almost scaring him into fainting.