Ling Feng calculated carefully in his mind, even if he counted himself plus Despicable Donkey plus sub-dragon Xiaoming plus Little Qiongqi, and added that Little Golden Fish who swims freely within the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, looking harmless but actually capable of instant-killing Saint level experts...
All of them, combined with humans, beasts, and monsters, consuming Elemental Crystals like crazy each day, couldn’t be compared to what this piece of ’rag’ absorbed in those thirty breaths.
Although the effect was quite shocking and incredibly powerful, the consumption at this level was something very few could afford.
The show of power just now was impressive, but the cost was indeed quite high!
But fortunately, they say the wool comes from the sheep’s back, haha...
Ling Feng’s gaze maliciously swept towards the Young Master of the Azure Blue Fire Clan, Lan Yan.
As for Duan Tianliang and Elder Jian’s Spirit Storage Ring, Ling Feng naturally accepted them without any courtesy.
Having lost so many Elemental Crystals earlier, it was natural to find ways to get them back.
After collecting the Spirit Rings, Ling Feng’s gaze finally landed on Lan Yan.
This guy was a complete and utter idiot.
Ling Feng merely glanced at him, making him tremble all over with fear.
Previously, with Elder Jian backing him, he dared to be arrogant in front of Ling Feng, but now...
Elder Jian has cooled off completely!
"Don’t... don’t kill me!"
Lan Yan’s body was shaking violently, his voice trembling.
"Oh ho?" Ling Feng gave a playful smile and looked at Lan Yan with a hint of mockery, "Who was it that said they would kill me just now?"
Lan Yan trembled and said, "You... you can just pretend I was farting!"
"I really admire you; you can fart anytime and anywhere!" Ling Feng chuckled as he looked at Lan Yan.
"Yes, yes, yes, I don’t have any other ability, just that I can fart really well!"
Lan Yan looked at Ling Feng with a terrified expression, actually forcing a fart out of himself, turning his face purple, though the effect was indeed excellent.
Loud and stinky!
Ling Feng showed a hint of disdain on his face, noting that killing such an idiot wouldn’t be of much use, but squeezing some oil from him might.
"Hmm, I appreciate this kind of cowardly piece of trash!"
Ling Feng patted Lan Yan’s shoulder and pulled him up from the ground with a faint smile, "I say, Brother Lan, you’re at least a Young Master, how can you kneel on the ground?"
"Th...thank you..."
Lan Yan was about to stand up when he saw Ling Feng’s cold gaze, quickly kneeling down again with a "thump," "N...no need, I feel looking up at you from down here makes you look exceptionally majestic!"
"Pfft!"
Yeu Junyao couldn’t help but burst into laughter, clutching her belly.
This Lan Yan, to save his life, can really say anything disgusting!
Truly disgraceful for a Martial Artist!
But Lan Yan was able to bend and stretch, smiling as he took off the Spirit Storage Ring and handed it to Ling Feng, "This is a little gift from the little brother, please take it all, don’t be polite!"
Ling Feng pouted, put away the Spirit Ring, thinking that the Spirit Ring of a Divine Race Young Master must have some good stuff inside.
More or less, it can make up for today’s losses.
"You are rather on point."
Ling Feng gave a faint smile, "Then let me be direct. What kind of price are you prepared to pay to buy your life?"
Lan Yan was a bit stunned, "I... I’ve already given you everything, I have nothing left on me! You wouldn’t want me to give you my loincloth too, would you!"
"Who wants your loincloth!"
Ling Feng snorted, "I heard that the Divine Power of your Divine Race is all triggered by Primordial Divine Patterns, so give me your Divine Pattern."
"This... this..."
Lan Yan’s face changed, "Please spare me, without the Primordial Divine Patterns, I’d completely become a waste!"
"I’m not trying to seize your lousy Divine Pattern, you’ll put it here with me, and come redeem it with a sufficient price!"
Ling Feng patted Lan Yan’s shoulder, smilingly raising a finger, "Not below this price."
"One... cough cough, ten billion, no, a hundred billion upper grade Elemental Crystals?"
Lan Yan guessed with a bitter face.
"The life of a Divine Race Young Master is only worth a hundred billion?" Ling Feng said, releasing a wisp of killing intent that immediately frightened Lan Yan to the point of panic.
"One trillion! One trillion!"
Lan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "This is the bottom line, I... though I am from the direct lineage, there are many brothers ahead of me who are more outstanding, if it’s more than this price, I really can’t produce it!"
"One trillion, barely acceptable!"
Seeing that Lan Yan was about to cry, Ling Feng knew he wasn’t lying, thus finally relenting, but said, "One trillion is just for your life, but if you want to redeem your Divine Pattern, at least bring a Saint Dao Treasure!"
"Saint... Saint Dao Treasure?"
Lan Yan shuddered, "You might as well just kill me! I... even if you flay me alive, I can’t come up with that!"
"Heh, ok, I can temporarily not ask for the Saint Dao Treasure, but you need to gather some information for me."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, gazing at Lan Yan, word by word: "Divine Desolate Atlas, have you heard of it?"
His true intention wasn’t the Saint Dao Treasure, but just to scare Lan Yan with it first.
(PS: The first mention of Divine Desolate Atlas was in "Chapter 1635: Divine Desolate Atlas" and has intricate ties with the Divine Desolate Treasure Box Ling Feng obtained earlier. In each of the Five Great Regions, there is a volume of Divine Desolate Atlas.)
"Divine Desolate Atlas?"
Lan Yan tilted his head and thought for a bit, then shook his head, "Never heard of it."
As a typical idiot, all he knows how to do is bully the weak and seize with force, naturally, he wouldn’t spare time to sit down and read books.
And the Divine Desolate Atlas is something only those of older age could possibly know about.
Having achieved strength comparable to Saint level experts, it was time for Ling Feng to start seeking the clues for the second volume of the Divine Desolate Atlas.
After all, this concerns whether he can unlock the Divine Desolate Treasure Box and attain the Immortal Fate within it!
After understanding the terrifying power of those Immortal Domain experts, Ling Feng was even more eager to break through to the Immortal Realm as soon as possible.
Since he acquired the Divine Desolate Treasure Box, and received the first volume of the Divine Desolate Atlas beneath the East Immortal River, it proves he is destined for this Immortal Fate. He must obtain it no matter what.
"Then go and investigate thoroughly, bring out all ancient books within your Divine Race related to the Divine Desolate Atlas!"
Ling Feng gave Lan Yan a look, speaking solemnly: "As for what to say, I don’t have to teach you, right?"
"I know, I know!"
Lan Yan shuddered all over, hastily keeping the words ’Divine Desolate Atlas’ firmly in mind.
"Hand over the Primordial Divine Patterns!"
Ling Feng reached out his hand toward Lan Yan, whose face changed and bit his teeth, still handing over his Primordial Divine Patterns to Ling Feng.
All at once, Lan Yan’s aura weakened, his face pale, appearing like a hedonistic wastrel who’d been overindulging for long.
Alright, he truly was like that!
"You can leave, get off the Immortal Island, and honestly go back to gather information for me!"
Ling Feng finished speaking and kicked Lan Yan to one side, then left directly with Yeu Junyao and others.
With Lan Yan’s Primordial Divine Patterns in hand, it was as if holding his life, and he better not try any tricks.

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