Chapter 76: The 5-Colored Divine Mansion

The Eldest Prince didn’t expect him to "surrender" so easily. Originally, he thought he’d need more means. So much so that when the ring landed in his hand, it felt a bit unreal. "Very well, Qi Yuansheng, you’ve made the right choice." Having gained the advantage, he still wanted to play nice. "Ha, hahaha..." Qi Yuansheng suddenly threw his head back in laughter, the sound full of mockery. "The right choice?" "Take a look for yourself." He suddenly didn’t feel so bad anymore. After all, it wasn’t just him who fell for it; even the Eldest Prince was played by that kid. "Hmm?" Xiang Ba’s sword-like brows furrowed as he sent his divine thought into the storage ring. Immediately, his expression became a bit dazed as well. Where was the promised Tier Nine Spirit Talisman? Where was the promised great opportunity, the rare treasure? This was it? The entire snatching process between Qi Cang, Lu Zhong, Ling Yi, and Qi Yuansheng had happened right under his nose, so there was no possibility of a swap. He abruptly turned around, his piercing gaze locked onto Jiang Cheng. "Hand over that ring." Even without the use of his Divine Mansion’s pressure, the words carried a heavy oppression that made it hard to defy. Unfortunately, this didn’t include Brother Cheng. No one in this world could intimidate him; who did Xiang Ba think he was? He just found it all quite amusing. Damn, you guys stole my ring and then came to me asking for what I owed? These maneuvers, you’re playing them well. "What ring?" Honestly, to this day, he still didn’t know what exactly this group of people was fighting over. "It’s foolish to buy time with tricks." "Hand over the Tier Nine Spirit Talisman and Spiritual Artifact, surrender all your chances!" Xiang Ba walked through the air, his face sullen, pressing towards him step by step. "Tier Nine Spirit Talisman?" Brother Cheng finally understood. It wasn’t that he was slow on the uptake; it was just that his system had given him a Tier Nine Spirit Talisman, which disappeared once used. He knew this very well. He naturally wouldn’t fantasize about having more Tier Nine Spirit Talismans, Spiritual Artifacts, and further opportunities. But to his surprise, this group of self-conceited individuals was fantasizing on his behalf. Realizing all this almost made him laugh out loud. These people were truly skilled! Each one was cunning and calculating, patient, and scheming, all for a ’chance’ that only existed in assumptions. And now, they still believed he had that ring filled with Tier Nine Spirit Talismans. They seemed foolish, but if it were indeed a fortunate cultivator who had gained an opportunity, they really might have been harmed under this group’s plotting. Xiang Ba was already in front of him, ready to strike at any moment. "Do you think you still have the chance to throw out a spirit talisman in front of me?" Deep down, he didn’t fully trust his chances; he was using words to weaken Jiang Cheng’s psychological defenses. Those four palace guards had already quietly shifted their positions, surrounding Jiang Cheng. "Hand it over now, and I might spare your life. You don’t have much time." Don’t, please don’t spare my life. Brother Cheng indicated he wanted nothing more than to be killed. "Weren’t you just righteously offering to stand up for me?" "Didn’t you say you couldn’t tolerate a grand sect bullying a young sect leader?" This deliberate sarcasm was blatant mockery. Xiang Ba couldn’t maintain his composure, but his face showed no anger. His city mansion was extremely deep; in his eyes, Jiang Cheng was already a dead man. "It seems you want to die." His Divine Mansion ascended, spiritual qi draped down like waterfalls, with faint martial dao marks flowing within, atmospheric and majestic. The grand Divine Mansion exuded a destructive aura, making all who beheld it fear it. Everyone on the scene gasped in amazement, overwhelmed with shock. Because that Divine Mansion was five-colored! Similar to the Spirit Platform, after cultivating a Divine Mansion, celestial fate cultivators also had tiers. The most intuitive difference was the color. Each color represented a brand of a martial dao rule. Lu Zhong and Ling Yi were both in the first layer of celestial fate, but because Lu Zhong’s Divine Mansion only had gray and cyan colors while Ling Yi had purple, gray, blue, and cyan four colors, there was a vast difference in power between them. Though he was ambushed at that time, he was defeated in just one blow. Ling Yi was the top true disciple of the Eight Clouds Hall and was recognized as the strongest talent in Feiyun State, and he had just shown a four-colored Divine Mansion. A four-colored Divine Mansion was already quite rare, making many people sigh in admiration. And now, Xiang Ba’s Divine Mansion had one more color than his! The terrifying talent of this Eldest Prince from the Qianxing Dynasty was evident. Jiang Cheng was finished. This was the thought in everyone’s minds. Although he wanted to die very much, Brother Cheng didn’t immediately summon his Divine Mansion to charge forward. The reason was simple: if he charged forward now, and then got taken down by Xiang Ba, the system would only mark Xiang Ba and his four guards as enemies, as they were considered one faction. As for the group from Eight Clouds Hall and the other guests who arrived, they belonged to two other groups. These people didn’t have any designs on him; it was just that Xiang Ba was too overpowering, intimidating everyone, so they couldn’t show their faces. So if he was resurrected and went on the attack, he’d only take down Xiang Ba and those four guards, but not the group from Eight Clouds Hall. Therefore, he needed to draw some hatred to make the system mark everyone as enemies that wanted to kill him. This... required acting skills! So in the next moment, he began screaming as if he was in extreme fear. "Master Qi, are you just going to watch?" "I am your honored guest, invited here by you, aren’t you going to do something?" "Does the dignified Eight Clouds Hall not take responsibility for guest safety?" His cries sounded as miserable as could be, as heart-wrenching as could be. It perfectly matched the reaction of someone desperately seeking a lifeline when pushed to the brink. This kid still saw himself as an honored guest, leaving everyone speechless. Don’t you know you’re just a fool who got caught in a trap? Qi Yuansheng hated him to the core, even wishing to tear him to pieces himself; how could he possibly save him? But on second thought, it was also an opportunity. "Kid, if you hand over all the treasures to me, I can help you destroy Xiang Ba!" If he got those treasures, activating the great array to destroy Xiang Ba would be a must. At worst, he could just flee far away afterward. He said this through a voice transmission, so Xiang Ba didn’t hear. But now, worried that Jiang Cheng might toss out a spirit talisman at any moment, he was really reluctant to attack immediately. Jiang Cheng hadn’t even had time to respond, and he already heard the voice transmission in his ear from Great Elder Xu Yuancan. "Hand over your opportunity to me, and I have a way to keep you safe!" It wasn’t just him; others also saw the opportunity and eagerly threw out olive branches. "Choose me if you want to survive; Qi Yuansheng will definitely backstab you!" "Give the opportunity to me, and I’ll escort you out of Eight Clouds Hall; I am a man of my word!" "Our Celestial Pill Pavilion stands above all, unafraid of the Qianxing Dynasty, young friend, you can temporarily store that opportunity with me..." There were too many voice transmissions, and Brother Cheng indicated he couldn’t respond to them all. Glancing around, whether it was the elders of Eight Clouds Hall or the various major forces’ guests who had come, they all wore expressions of desire. Each promised that as long as he handed over the ring, they would protect him. Brother Cheng could only find it funny. You old foxes don’t even dare to say it to Xiang Ba’s face; it’s clear you’re afraid of him. And you say you’ll protect me, who are you fooling? Moreover, that wasn’t the result he wanted. He wanted everyone to want to kill him, not for each one to insincerely claim they wanted to protect him. Helplessly, he could only start taking off his outer robe.