C194 You've Lost a Lot of Face
C194 You've Lost a Lot of Face
"He's not your disciple? Who are you lying to? Who doesn't know that for that matter, you specially went to the county to select a genius disciple … "
"Ai …" Ye Feng is indeed an exceptional genius, it's just that this old man has no luck and is unable to become his Master. " Master Dong sighed slowly.
"You … One thousand Spirit Essence Stones, hurry up and make that kid stop. " The Prince Mo could no longer bear to continue looking at the bloody scene inside the barrier, and took the initiative to offer a price.
"This old man really cannot be Ye Feng's master." Master Dong waved his hand.
"Damn it …"
Who said that Old Man Dong was an honest man? F * ck, he was even more cunning than me.
At this moment, the Prince Mo was burning with anxiety, "A thousand Spirit Essence Stones. Also, this prince has a set of Spirit Formation Techniques, I'll give it to you as well. Old Mo, if that brat still doesn't stop and really breaks Yixiao, you should understand my third brother's temperament, he might not do anything to you, but this Ye Feng definitely won't live. "
The third brother of Prince Mo was Mo Yixiao's father, Prince Han. At the moment, he was at the front lines leading the troops to fight with the Northern Han Empire.
"Then... "This old man will give it a try."
Master Dong nodded his head slightly. He crooked his finger at the same time and helplessly let out a cold snort. Reluctantly, he took out a leather pouch from his storage ring and tossed it over to Master Dong.
This was the exact same set of enchantment Magic Formation. In the blink of an eye, these two things had changed hands, and even the Prince Mo who had a large fortune couldn't help but feel pain in his heart for a while.
The Master Dong also gained intelligence from this setback.
If Prince Mo was not allowed to hand over a thousand Spirit Essence Stones and enchantments, he might even say "too naive, too stupid" in the end, and casually say that.
"Ye Feng, it's about time. Do not cause anyone's death!" Master Dong's lips slightly opened, and sent a sound transmission to Ye Feng who was inside the barrier.
Hearing the sound transmission, Ye Feng fiercely stomped on the ground. Only then did he stop his violence and stand in the barrier with his hands behind his back.
As for Mo Yixiao, he had a face full of bruises. Just now, he had been beaten up so badly that he shrunk back into his original position. He did not even dare to look straight into Ye Feng's eyes.
"Get up!"
Although he spared Mo Yixiao, Ye Feng did not plan to let him go just like that.
"What do you want to do?"
"My father is Prince Han, my master is the Prince Mo, and my uncle is the Emperor. If you dare kill me, the powerful nation will destroy your entire clan. " This brat had long lost his previous arrogance, and cowered, not even daring to look straight at Ye Feng.
"So what if it's a royal disciple? "If you don't shut up, laozi will smack you full of front teeth."
Ye Feng's eyes widened as he raised his hands to do a fake action. He was so shocked that he covered his head with his hands and almost squatted back down.
"Remember to be polite the next time you see Master Dong. In the future, pay attention to your words. Not everyone can speak like that. " Ye Feng pointed at him and said angrily.
"I... "I got it …"
"Apologize to the master now!"
"Master, I was wrong. "Sob, sob …" It was unknown if it was because of the pain or the fact that he had lost face, but Mo Yixiao lay on the barrier as he sobbed.
"Sobbing your head, make it louder!" Ye Feng raised his leg and kicked his butt.
"Aiyo …" I was wrong... "Master, I apologize like you …" Mo Yixiao covered his butt, on the verge of tears …
The surrounding crowd burst into laughter.
Such an ugly behavior caused the Prince Mo to feel greatly humiliated. He ruthlessly waved his sleeves, and without caring about Mo Yixiao, he directly flung his hands towards the Inscription Tower.
Having lost two powerful enchantments at once, losing a thousand spirit essence stones, and even losing a lot of face, the weakness in Prince Mo's heart could be easily imagined.
After a while, the unbreakable, small-scaled barrier was lifted like a curtain and instantly vanished into thin air.
Since Ye Feng was able to reverse the outcome of the battle, the Master Dong was naturally in a good mood.
"Ye Feng, I never thought that you would actually have such strength, this is a reward for you, take it." Master Dong passed the leather bag given to him by Prince Mo to Ye Feng.
"This is …" Ye Feng took a look at it. The item inside looked somewhat similar to the Spiritual Stone, but it was clear that it was not a Spiritual Stone.
"Spirit Source Stone, it can be considered a type of Spiritual Stone. To be able to raise one's mental strength, it's worth as much as a Extreme Grade Spiritual Stone. There are one thousand of them here and this round ball can activate the barrier just now. This is the price Mo Rou paid just now. " The Master Dong said with a smile.
"Master, I accept the barrier Magic Formation, but this Spirit Essence Stone, it's useless for me to keep it …" Ye Feng hurriedly said.
"What do you mean useless? "To us inscription masters, spiritual energy is the key. Sooner or later, you will have a chance to use it all. Just now, you have given this old man face. This old man is very happy." Master Dong smiled and patted Ye Feng's shoulder.
He liked Ye Feng more and more.
"Then... It's better to obey than to respect you, Master. " Ye Feng also laughed very brilliantly. Looking at Master Dong's benevolent appearance and his attitude towards him, he had the urge to directly take him as his master.
However, he endured it in the end …
The two of them, one in front and one behind, walked towards the Inscription Tower which pierced into the clouds.
The Inscription Council of a powerful nation is naturally much more majestic than that of a branch in a county. Ye Feng stepped into that giant tower with a solemn expression on his face as he followed right behind Master Dong. He didn't even glance at his surroundings as he walked for an hour before arriving in front of a huge hall.
Although it did not look very thick, it was several hundred meters tall. Looking from the bottom up, one could not see the end of the hall, and did not know if it was directly connected to the sky or not.
The entire hall was circular, and there were a total of more than ten huge platforms. On each of these platforms, there was a chair.
Each of them were dressed in yellow robes, their auras unfathomable. Without question, the color of their robes represented their identities, and these were all treasures of the Strong Country West Tang. With a shake of their feet, they were masters who could shake an entire region.
The Prince Mo that had just left with a flick of his sleeve was impressively sitting high up on one of the huge chairs.
Seeing that the Master Dong had brought Ye Feng in, he turned to the right and spoke loudly: "Vice President Bi, you sent a message to this prince previously, saying that the president has given him an important mission and requested that he bring Yixiao to the Inscription Hall to report this. However, just now, Yixiao had been severely injured by an unscrupulous person outside his Inscription Tower, and was unable to continue with the mission for a short period of time. Vice President Bi, please choose a different expert … "