173: A master of staged accidents demands compensation for emotional distress.
Then, he became even more puzzled.
With this level of cultivation, let alone destroying the heaven-reaching divine pillar, he couldn't even leave a mark on it.
Could it be... that this kid is carrying some world-destroying forbidden Magic Treasure?
Feng Qingyang's gaze turned solemn.
He took a step forward, instantly appearing in front of Su Jue, and a power of Divine Soul as deep as the abyss and as vast as the sea surged toward Su Jue!
He wanted to investigate personally!
However.
Just as his power of Divine Soul was about to touch Su Jue's body.
The tiny golden figure "Ling," who had been sleeping in Su Jue's hat, seemed to be disturbed by this fluctuation of Divine Soul.
She moved with dissatisfaction and turned over.
It was just such a simple action.
Hum—!!!
A supreme aura that transcended time, space, Law, and Karma flashed out from Su Jue's hat and vanished!
"Puff—!!!"
Feng Qingyang's body felt as if it had been struck by lightning!
His incomparably tyrannical Peak Saint Realm Divine Soul was, in the face of this aura, as insignificant as a candle flame in a gale, almost extinguished by the blast!
He violently spat out a large mouthful of golden Saint blood, his body flying backward uncontrollably, slamming hard into the room's wall and creating a humanoid crater!
Clutching his chest, the majesty and anger in his eyes were gone, replaced by endless shock and fear!
What was that just now?!
That aura...
That aura...
It was "Rules"!
It was the supreme power of "Rules" that constructed the entire Universe!
This... how could this be?!
How could this little Infant have such a thing?!
He no longer dared to have any thoughts of investigation, and his gaze toward Su Jue had completely changed.
It was the look of a Mortal looking up to a deity!
"Cough, cough..."
Su Jue looked at the disheveled Feng Qingyang and blinked innocently.
"Mister, are you okay?"
"Why did you crash into the wall yourself?"
Feng Qingyang: "..."
He slid down from the wall, struggled to stand up, didn't bother wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed deeply to Su Jue.
"It is this old man who failed to recognize a superior!"
"I have offended your excellency!"
"Please, your excellency... forgive me!"
His voice became extremely respectful, even somewhat sycophantic.
If anyone else on the Seventh Reception Star saw this scene, their eyes would probably pop out in shock.
The dignified Peak Saint Realm Guardian Envoy was actually referring to himself as "this old man" to an Infant and performing such a grand bow?!
Yun Xuan was completely numb.
He felt that the shocks he had experienced today were more than all the shocks of the past thousand years combined.
Su Jue looked at Feng Qingyang, whose attitude had done a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, and rubbed his chin.
It seemed that the one in his hat had done something again.
He thought for a moment and decided to strike while the iron was hot.
He cleared his throat, imitating the tone he used when robbing the bank, and with his little hands behind his back, said in a milky voice:
"Forget it, the ignorant are innocent."
"However..."
"The quality of the pillar here is poor; it made my hand go numb."
"Also, you scared me just now."
"So..."
"Bring me the list for my emotional damages compensation."
Feng Qingyang: "???"
Yun Xuan: "???"
What the hell?
We made your hand go numb?
We scared you?
And you want... us to pay you emotional damages???
Two old monsters who had lived for countless millennia were completely bewildered at this moment.
Feng Qingyang felt that his brain might have suffered some irreversible damage from the impact just now.
Otherwise, how could he have heard such outrageous words that overturned his tens of thousands of years of perception?
A monster who blew up the [heaven-reaching divine pillar] with one punch.
A forbidden existence suspected of carrying a "Rules" level entity.
A terrifying "your excellency" who had just injured his Peak Saint Realm Divine Soul with an aura.
Now, with little hands behind his back and that innocent-looking, chubby Infant face tilted up, he was seriously demanding emotional damages?
Is this world crazy, or am I crazy?
Feng Qingyang opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he couldn't say a single word.
Yun Xuan behind him rolled his eyes, almost fainting from sheer happiness.
It was too stimulating.
Today was just too stimulating.
He felt his Dao Heart was frantically testing the edge of collapse.
"Hmm?"
Su Jue looked at the two petrified people, his little brow furrowing.
"What?"
"Unwilling?"
His voice was still milky, but to Feng Qingyang and Yun Xuan, it was ten thousand times more terrifying than the whispers of a devil god.
"No! No! No! Willing! We are willing!"
Feng Qingyang shuddered, instantly waking up from his petrified state.
How would he dare say a single word of "no"?
Just kidding!
Let alone just emotional damages, even if Su Jue wanted him to pack up and hand over the entire Seventh Reception Star right now, he would have to find a way to do it!
This Little Ancestor was definitely the Reincarnation or an Incarnation playing in the Mortal world of some ancient and terrifying existence he couldn't imagine!
With such an existence, let alone offending them, being able to strike up even a small connection was a huge Opportunity!
Feng Qingyang's brain raced crazily in 0.01 seconds.
Compensation!
Must compensate!
And, compensate heavily!
Compensate until this Little Ancestor is satisfied!
This was not just compensation; it was an investment! A gamble big enough to change his future destiny!
But... what should he use for compensation?
Ordinary Magic Treasure? source crystal? Medicinal Pill?
Feng Qingyang glanced at the piece of Dragon scale wrapped in the Law of Time that was inadvertently exposed from Su Jue's pocket, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.
Taking these things out was simply an insult to this Little Ancestor!
Those were mundane objects!
And the one before him was a god!
What should be used to please a god?
Feng Qingyang's eyes suddenly lit up!
He thought of it!
There was one place, one thing, that might... catch this Little Ancestor's eye!
"Your excellency!"
Feng Qingyang bowed again, lowering his posture even more, his face filled with a humble and eager smile.
"Ordinary compensation is truly an insult to your status."
"This old man dares to be bold and invites you to move to a certain place."
"Oh?" Su Jue became a bit interested, "What place?"
"The Cosmic Temple, Seventh Branch, Treasury!"
Feng Qingyang said, enunciating every word.
"What?!"
Yun Xuan behind him, hearing these words, exclaimed out loud, his eyes almost popping out!
Temple Treasury?!
That was the most heavily guarded and core place of the entire Seventh Reception Star!
It stored all the Heaven And Earth Treasure and Secret Manual collected by the Seventh Branch over countless millennia!
Let alone outsiders, even he, a King Realm Reception Envoy, was not qualified to enter!
Only the Guardian Envoy had the authority to open it!
Now, the Guardian Envoy was actually going to take an outsider, an outsider who had just destroyed the temple's sacred object, to visit the treasury?
And... let him pick his own compensation?