Chapter 331: Extreme Arctic Frost!

Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

Yan Mobei was extremely excited. Three Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruits were more than enough to allow him to break through to the Xiantian realm!

Even if he made no further progress in his life, he would still enjoy an extra lifetime's worth of time compared to regular people!

The reason martial practitioners trained so hard was naturally to obtain greater power. However, an even more important reason was the increase in lifespan!

There was no one who would ever mind living a longer life. Otherwise, those ancient emperors would not have poured all their efforts and resources into searching for the elixir of life!

At this point, his objective for this deal had already been fulfilled. Why wouldn't he feel happy?

"I'll offer a life for that bow!"

Just as the deal was about to be completed, a cold voice sounded out, causing everyone to start slightly. Others were offering to trade spirit herbs, martial techniques and the sort, but this person actually offered to trade a life for it? What did that even mean?

The crowd quickly parted as a young man and a lady walked over side by side. The girl had looks akin to a fairy, capable of toppling empires. The young man had an extremely eye-catching full head of white!

"It's those two malignant stars!"

"Do they wish to vie for the weapon as well?"

'It's best to get further away from them. When the city gate catches fire, the fishes in the moat will be burnt as well.'

Everyone had strange expressions on their faces as the same thought appeared in their minds. The memory of Bei Feng killing a Xiantian Lord with every move caused them to want to stay far from him.

"Senior, what's the meaning of your offer?"

Yan Mobei had not seen the amazing scene of Bei Feng sweeping apart numerous Xiantian Lords. However, he knew that apart from those store owners, the only people who were allowed into this area were Xiantian Lords. Thus, he did not dare to be slow with his courtesy.

"It's exactly as it means. I'm offering to pay for the bow in exchange for your life."

Bei Feng looked at the bow on the stone platform with satisfaction. At the same time, he could not repress a tinge of joy from surging through his heart. Extreme Arctic Frost had accompanied him through some of his toughest times, and had been extremely useful!

The reason why he'd stopped earlier was precisely because he felt the presence of Extreme Arctic Frost!

His blood imprint was infused into Extreme Arctic Frost. In addition, it had been nourished by his blood and Qi for so long. Even if its appearance had changed, the bond between them could not be severed so easily!

Song Hai's face turned somewhat ugly as he turned his head and said, "Isn't Fellow Daoist being too overbearing?"

"Senior, this weapon has a price of three Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruits, and already belongs to this senior here."

Yan Mobei hurriedly removed himself from the conflict. Xiantian Lords were characters that someone like him could not afford to offend. By saying this, he was declaring that the weapon had nothing to do with him anymore. If this white-haired fellow wanted the bow, he could look for Song Hai directly.

His actions were extremely quick, keeping the three Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruit and stepping to the side to watch the show.

With regards to his own safety, Yan Mobei was not worried at all. No one was allowed to fight in the trading area. This was a rule set by the organizers of the martial meet!

In the past, there was a reckless person who didn't know the difference between life and death as well. Relying on his superior cultivation, he directly committed robbery in broad daylight in the trading area.

However, the end result was that the peak Xiantian expert was surrounded and killed on the spot. Even the clansmen he brought with him were caught and executed!

Because of that, his clan fell from a lofty position to a second-rate clan. Eventually, they were even wiped out by their enemies!

In other words, anything that happened before the trading event started was ignored. But the moment the event started, no one was allowed to fight or kill until all parties had exited the area!

Of course, this kind of protection was not provided for free. The organizers would draw one percent of the profits from every deal made in the trading area as a protection fee.

"What relationship do you have with Xia Bantian?"

Bei Feng did not bother to look at Song Hai at all. He was just a measly late stage Xiantian Lord, and was not worthy of his attention yet.

Yan Mobei felt his scalp hardening as he replied carefully, "Xia Bantian is an elder of my clan. Could it be that senior knew Elder Xia? Unfortunately, he died a year ago."

He had not expected this person to ignore Song Hai and continue coming after him.

"Oh? Then I wonder if Xia Bantian spoke of a certain matter to you before he passed away?"

A kind smile appeared on Bei Feng's face, but his body was radiating an intense killing intent!

"It's appeared! The coarse smile from yesterday! The last time this fellow smiled like that, he killed two Xiantian Lords from the Jian Clan!"

The crowd all felt the hair on their skin standing on its ends as their backs became drenched in sweat. In that moment, everyone took several steps backwards unconsciously.

"This lunatic probably isn't intending to make a move here, right? Making a move here is equivalent to seeking death!"

Everyone continued backing off until they were a dozen meter away. There were some among the crowd who still didn't know about the events before. However, when they saw everyone backing off, they followed and did the same as well.

Although the crowd felt that Bei Feng would most probably not make a move here, such things were never a certainty, especially when it concerned a madman.

This lunatic before their eyes had nearly wiped out the entire entourage sent by the Jian Clan just one day prior. If it wasn't because he needed to keep one guy alive to deliver his message to the Jian Clan, their entire group would likely have been finished here!

No one dared to guarantee that Bei Feng would not go crazy again. Even more vexing was that this person was extremely powerful. If he went on a rampage, although he would be not have a good ending, it would be unfortunate if the rest of them ended up in the crossfire and lost their life as a result.

At this time, the only people left in the square were Song Hai and Yan Mobei. This weapon was really very compatible for him and he really liked it. Furthermore, he'd even handed the three Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruit to the trader!

According to the rules, this weapon already belonged to him. However, he was filled with great fear towards Bei Feng. His impressive strength last night, killing Xiantian Lords like slaughtering chickens had shocked him immensely.

"Senior, I don't know what you're talking about... Elder Xia died too suddenly, and didn't have the chance to say anything."

Yan Mobei's forehead was filled with sweat as he thought back to Xia Bantian's last words.

Xia Bantian had indeed told him that this divine weapon was the property of another person. He warned him that this bow would bring him great disaster. Quite apparently, the owner of this weapon had to be the white-haired man before him!

But to ask him to give up the Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruits which was already in his hand, Yan Mobei was extremely unwilling!

He was already an old man over 80 years old. If he missed this chance, he would likely never be able to breakthrough to the Xiantain realm!

'Right, as long as I do not admit it no matter what, there's nothing he could do to me here! The moment the trading session is over, I'll swallow the Hundred Year Cinnabar Fruits immediately and break through to the Xiantian realm! At that time, whether I'll fight or run is a choice I get to make!'

Yan Mobei decided to make a bet on his future. If he did not seize this opportunity to break through to the Xiantian realm, he would still end up as a dead man in a few years. In that case, he might as well risk everything and bet on a slight chance!

"Fellow Daoist, this..."

"Shut up. This is none of your business. Stand to the side quietly and watch!"

Just as Song Hai was about to say something, Bei Feng turned around and glared at him coldly as a baleful aura surged past his eyes.

Song Hai felt his body go stiff as his back became drenched in sweat! It was like he'd just seen a devil!

'F*ck, that was too scary! This person is definitely not as simple as a peak Xiantian Lord; he's at least a Fake Dan expert!'

Song Hai spat out a breath of turbid air as Bei Feng turned back around. That look in Bei Feng's eyes a moment ago caused him to even forget to breathe momentarily a moment ago!

This was a natural suppression from a stronger life form! Song Hai guessed with trepidation as he looked at Bei Feng.

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