Chương 775: Chapter 774: Killing Intent Converges!

Wen Tailai's fists clenched hard. As a great saint who stood near the pinnacle of the cultivation world, overlooking all beings, he should have wanted for nothing. Yet in recent years, misfortune had plagued his holy land. The spirit stone mines and blessed lands under their control had withered one after another. For thousands of years, financial strain had weighed upon him like a mountain. To break through to a great saint, he had drained nearly the entire treasury.

Now his pockets were painfully tight; every day felt pinched. When he learned that an auction in Myriad Races Immortal City would feature Primeval Starleaf Grass—immensely beneficial to his cultivation technique—he swallowed his pride and scraped together spirit stones from his disciples and grand-disciples, hoping to secure it. But the moment the grass appeared, Ye Chen immediately bid double its historical price. How could anyone compete with that?

His gaze swept coldly toward Ye Chen's box, killing intent radiating like a tangible force. A profound sense of injustice burned within him. He had become a great saint, an ancestral elder of a holy land—yet even at an auction, he had to pinch every stone. And Ye Chen? Merely a lucky fool who had inherited the Heavenly Emperor's legacy. Yet he could domineer over seasoned predecessors who had clawed their way up through sheer effort. This was unfair—utterly, outrageously unfair.

"A mere king realm cultivator, daring to act so recklessly just because he gained the Heavenly Emperor's treasury! Does he not know that in the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme? I see he holds this Great Saint in no regard whatsoever! After he falls under siege, I shall claim a share of the spoils in the name of a human elder. But if he somehow survives, I possess a technique that can deceive heaven and earth. No one will ever know he died by my hand."

Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Though his hair and beard were snow-white, Wen Tailai's body remained astonishingly robust. Murder blazed in his eyes. Once the thought of effortless gain took root, he ceased bidding altogether. He merely sneered repeatedly, his gaze slicing like blades toward Ye Chen's box, awaiting the perfect moment to strike.... Ye Chen, of course, knew his aggressive acquisitions would offend many. But was it his fault others were poor?

He was in a hurry. Dragging out the auction would only invite complaints. A good person would never resent another's wealth, let alone harbor killing intent over it. If someone did nurture such intent, it merely proved they were no good person to begin with. Whether they joined the myriad races in ambushing him or tried to assassinate him alone—let them come. After all this time apart from his fiancée, he would surely need vast amounts of origin to fill her completely. So let the discontent come.

The grand stage of origin was open: if they dared deliver it, he welcomed them.... The auction continued. Ye Chen's mood, meanwhile, was exceptionally bright. He was thoroughly satisfied with the gains from this trip to Myriad Races Immortal City. Not only had he obtained the Primordial Cave Heaven, but the Peacock King's mother had repaid her debt, granting him future access to Yan Ruyu. And then there was this auction practically arranged just for him.

It allowed him to acquire a massive haul of rare treasures, spiritual plants, and divine materials—items scarcely seen in the outside world, yet crucial for Mahayana cultivation. Moreover, once it ended, people would voluntarily deliver origin right to his door, helping him forge another boost for his Primordial Chaos Supreme Body. Blood profit—pure, unadulterated blood profit. Ye Chen exhaled in deep contentment. At that moment, Yao Yuezhi finally found a chance to speak.

She sipped some water, caught her breath, then looked at Ye Chen with worry etched across her face.

"Brother, why were you so quick today? Has the loss of your cave heaven origin affected your constitution? Maybe we should stop here for now?" Ye Chen's lips twitched at once. He had simply been too excited. His body was perfectly fine. Thus, after letting Yao Yuezhi rest a moment—and casually placing another bid—he reined in his emotions and began earnestly proving to her, with great seriousness, that his body truly had no issues whatsoever....