Supreme Emperor - C388 Demonic King secret imperial edict
After Qin Feng distributed the spoils, Yan Xun also left happily.
To Yan Xun, although wealth was important, an opportunity to help the sect was even more precious.
Qin Feng’s idea was very simple, he only wanted the things on Young Master of the Seven Nights.
“Just how much wealth did this guy plunder?”
Qin Feng took a deep breath.
He sent out his divine sense and saw that there was a giant mountain inside the gourd.
This mountain peak was made up of many crystal stone.
Qin Feng’s consciousness quickly circulated, and after an incense of time had passed, he finally counted the number of crystal stone.
“A total of five billion crystal stone, what a great investment.”
Qin Feng’s heart slightly trembled.
He had previously amassed quite a bit of wealth, but it was still less than two billion. This Young Master of the Seven Nights, on the other hand, only used half a year’s time to plunder five billion crystal stone, it was truly inconceivable.
“I just happened to be poor recently, so I’m here right now.”
Qin Feng smiled happily.
Previously, in Emperor Xuan Sect, he had spent one billion crystal stone to create her cave.
Afterwards, in order to inquire about the whereabouts of Third Lord, he paid another billion crystal stone.
A large amount of Qin Feng’s savings, including the pill he had hoarded previously, were also depleted.
Now that he had killed the Young Master of the Seven Nights and suddenly acquired five billion crystal stone, it was simply a pie dropped from the sky.
“See what else?”
Qin Feng was elated, and continued to explore.
Other than the gigantic mountain of crystal stone, Qin Feng also discovered a few pill and treasures.
There weren’t that many pill, because Demon Clan didn’t like pill. They just ate lives, and trained differently from Human Clan.
As for magic treasures, there were quite a few.
After some counting, there were a total of fifty-four treasures in the bottle gourd, all of which were top-grade Xuan Level, top-grade, and there were even a few Earth-ranked magic treasure s.
Amongst the many treasures, there was a scarlet feathered fan that attracted Qin Feng’s attention.
“Medium-grade earth-step?”
Qin Feng quickly studied its reputation.
This scarlet feathered fan was crafted from the feathers of an ancient sacred beast, the Vermillion Bird, and named “Old Monarch Fan”. It contained nine different fire attribute formation s.
Qin Feng casually played with it twice, and those flames danced in the wind.
“I’ll try using power.”
Qin Feng’s mind started to work, True Essence pouring into it.
“Huuu ~ ~ ~”
With a sudden wave of his hand, a hurricane roared, and a wave of frightening crimson flames actually began to burn furiously within the storm.
The ice sheet was melted in the blink of an eye.
In between the heaven and earth, water vaporized. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, an incomparably spectacular sight.
“Is this a sun fire?”
Qin Feng’s mind trembled, he immediately recognized the scarlet flame.
In the immortal seedling battle, Luo Kong from the Eastern Desolation Dao Sect had also cultivated this kind of flame, which left a deep impression on Qin Feng at that time.
However, the sun fire that Luo Kong cultivated with was far weaker than this one.
With the activation of the Old Monarch Fan, the ice sheet turned into a vast ocean. It was truly shocking.
“Fortunately that Young Master of the Seven Nights doesn’t know how to use magic treasures. Otherwise, the person who would have died today would have been me.”
Qin Feng rejoiced secretly.
Such a powerful sun fire, perhaps not many could contend against it.
I wonder how Young Master of the Seven Nights managed to plunder such a treasure, to actually obtain such a treasure.
Following that, Qin Feng dripped his blood and became his own treasure.
The middle rank Earth Stage had already given birth to artifact spirit, but the artifact spirit was not powerful enough to be refined by force.
If it was high-rank earth-step product or extreme quality, it would not be so easy to bind it with blood.
By the time one reaches the Sky Grade level, binding a master with a drop of blood would no longer be effective. At that time, the artifact spirit would have to choose its master.
“Eh? There’s another martial skill book? ”
Qin Feng’s consciousness moved, and discovered another black scroll.
Just that, the scroll was wrapped with a dense demonic energy, it was not an ordinary martial skill manual.
Qin Feng took out the scroll, wanting to use the Mental Fire to disperse the demonic energy.
But surprisingly, no matter how the Mental Fire refined it, the demonic energy did not dissipate at all.
“There’s no effect?”
Qin Feng frowned, it was also somewhat unexpected.
Even with his cultivation and the Mental Fire, he was still unable to refine the demonic energy. It could only be said that the owner of the demonic energy was not the Young Master of the Seven Nights, but rather something left behind by a Demonic King.
“Is it the Demonic King’s seal? From the looks of it, it is not a martial skill manual, but some kind of secret imperial edict in the Demon Clan. ”
Glimmers danced in Qin Feng’s eyes.
He suddenly remembered that when he was fighting against Demon Sea in his previous life, he had also seen a similar secret imperial edict.
The Demonic King used the demonic energy to seal the secret imperial edict. Outsiders simply could not open it.
Even if the seal was forcibly torn apart, the Demonic King would immediately sense it.
“Looks like there’s been an unexpected discovery this time.”
Qin Feng smiled and placed the Demonic King secret imperial edict on his body.
After he finished counting the spoils of his battle, Qin Feng gazed far into the distance, towards the Nightless Palace.
“Chief Chen should still be inside. It’s time to fetch him.”
Night fell.
Qin Feng and Chief Chen returned to the Chen Family.
“Young Master of the Seven Nights is already dead. Before long, Celestial Sect will come to surround and annihilate Nightless Palace. We can be considered to have avenged the deep blood sea in Lord Clan Leader.”
Qin Feng said calmly.
“I didn’t think that we would actually succeed. I really don’t know how to thank you this time.”
Chief Chen was excited.
Originally, he thought that he would have no hope of taking revenge in his lifetime, but he never thought that he would be able to kill Young Master of the Seven Nights and take revenge the next day.
“Lord Clan Leader, I do not need anything else as long as you fulfill your promise and tell me the whereabouts of the Third Lord.”
Qin Feng said again.
Hearing this, the Chief Chen sighed, nodded his head, and laughed bitterly: “I never thought that the secrets that our Chen Family holds back would ultimately come out of my mouth.”
The Chief Chen was helpless, but he had already promised Qin Feng, and he could not ignore promises.
“Wait a moment, I need something.”
Chief Chen entered a secret room, and when he came out, he held a letter in his hands.
“We, the Chen Family, have guarded this letter for generations. It has been more than seven hundred years now. According to what the ancestor said, this letter was left behind by him, and might be the only clue he had. “