I, the Destined Villain, Start by Controlling the Saint

The cool and perfect Saint YaoguangThe treasure appraisal conference was bustling with people.

Qin Feng arrived at the venue.

He wanted to try his luck, and it wasn’t entirely about luck; the residual Immortal King had taught him the “Ten Directions Treasure Shadowless Art,” so he was confident he could find genuine treasures at this treasure appraisal conference.

He would complete the Pick up the bargain (picking up a bargain)!

One destruction of his Physical Body brought Qin Feng to the Golden Core Middle Stage, and he became much more confident.

Walking through the crowd, looking at the various treasures displayed in the showcases, Qin Feng secretly shook his head.

“If the treasure-hunting secret art has no reaction, does that mean there are no treasures here at all?” Qin Feng had been wandering around for a long time without finding any bargains.

He even suspected that everything here was trash, and all the genuine old items containing treasures had been taken away.

“Look quickly, those are people from Spirit Sword Heavenly Mountain.”

“Spirit Sword Heavenly Mountain, I heard their Sect Master has already broken through to Void Refining, becoming a Void Refinement Cultivator great expert.”

“That’s right, very strong, and I heard their Head Disciple has extraordinary talent, reaching Golden Core Late Stage at two hundred years old, with a good chance of forming a Nascent Soul within two hundred and fifty years.”

“Different people, different fates. I was only at the Golden Core Stage - Initial Stage at two hundred, and now I’m four hundred, but still only at the Golden Core Middle Stage. Golden Core Cultivators don’t live past eight hundred years; if I don’t Break through to the Late Stage soon, I’m done for.”

A Cultivator said with emotion.

Qi Refining Cultivators don’t have a long Lifespan; they live a few decades longer than Mortals, mostly around one hundred and fifty years old, with healthy ones possibly living to two hundred.

Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators generally live three hundred years, with some long-lived ones possibly reaching four hundred. As for Golden Core Cultivators, those at Golden Core Late Stage can live at most seven to eight hundred years.

Nascent Soul Stage - Early Phase Cultivators aren’t much better, with a Lifespan of less than a thousand years; if they enter the Late Stage, they can barely live two thousand years.

But after entering Soul Transformation, the Divine Soul transforms, and the Lifespan will increase significantly. Soul Transformation Early Stage Cultivators can live at least five thousand years, and Soul Transformation Late Stage can even live fifteen thousand years.

Therefore, for a Sect to pass down its Legacy for ten thousand years, it must at least have a Soul Transformation Cultivator overseeing it.

Many Cultivators discussed the group of people flying in the sky.

There were over a hundred people from Spirit Sword Heavenly Mountain, also wanting to try their luck at this treasure appraisal conference, perhaps finding some exotic treasure.

Before long, group after group of people arrived.

Noble families, Imperial Dynasty, mountain gates, Sects…

Every half an hour, a faction would arrive.

Within the one hundred thousand li radius of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, all factions that could be named had arrived, demonstrating the appeal of this treasure appraisal conference.

However, no one from the Tai Xuan Holy Land came.

These factions were merely subordinates of the Holy Land; the items at the treasure appraisal conference were important to these subordinate factions, but insignificant to the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

Besides these subordinate factions, another group of people arrived. When these subordinate factions saw who came, their faces involuntarily showed a solemn expression.

How could it be them!

Qin Feng’s gaze also turned towards the arrivals.

This group consisted of only twenty or thirty people, but the Aura they displayed was soul-stirring.

Two treasure carriages, one Dragon and one Phoenix, gleamed with treasure light. They left golden trails in the sky, with auspicious colors swirling, and the sounds of Dragon roars and Phoenix cries were ceaseless. Their entrance alone commanded the awe of myriad beasts.

The Dragon carriage was pulled by nine Soul Transformation Flood Dragons, each a Soul Transformation Late Stage existence.

Looking at the person driving the Dragon carriage, it was actually a Void Refining Middle Stage middle-aged Cultivator.

The Phoenix carriage was also driven by a Void Refining Middle Stage Cultivator, but this was a graceful Void Refining female Cultivator.

The male Cultivator pulled the Dragon carriage, and the female Cultivator drove the Phoenix carriage, clearly distinct.

Around the two treasure carriages, there were twenty-four Soul Transformation Cultivators acting as guards. The powerful Aura and the boundless prestige of the team instantly attracted countless eyes.

A flag was also hung on the treasure carriages, with two large characters “Yaoguang” carved on it.

It was none other than people from the Yaoguang Holy Land!

“Yaoguang Holy Land, huh?” Qin Feng murmured to himself.

He knew about the Yaoguang Holy Land, or rather, no Cultivator didn’t know the name of the Holy Land.

The Yaoguang Holy Land was an existence on par with the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

It was also an adversary of the Tai Xuan Holy Land; their struggle had a long history, even traceable back to the generation of their founding Ancestral Masters.

It was said that the Ancestral Master of the Tai Xuan Holy Land snatched the childhood sweetheart of the Yaoguang Holy Land’s Holy Lord, and thus the two families formed an enmity.

That’s how the rumor goes; as for the truth, it’s unknown.

“Why would people from the Yaoguang Holy Land come to my Tai Xuan Holy Land territory?”

“But looking at their posture, they don’t seem to be here to cause trouble.”

“The Elders of the Tai Xuan Holy Land must also know about this and haven’t come out to stop them, probably not wanting any conflict to happen.”

“As for matters between Holy Lands, we small Cultivators can just watch.”

“Precisely, precisely.”

The Cultivators present chattered amongst themselves; the struggle between Holy Lands had little to do with them.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, looking at the Yaoguang Holy Land’s contingent, lost in thought.

“I have the devil subduing divine sword on me. If the people of the Tai Xuan Holy Land discover that I caused the Devilish Qi turbulence, they will surely arrest me.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Joining the Yaoguang Holy Land, with my current cultivation and talent, might be a good choice.”

After these past few days, he had gradually come to understand that the Tai Xuan Holy Land was searching for the person who had damaged the Seal of the Northern Underworld Demon Cave, which meant they were searching for him.

If he were caught, he would surely die.

Moreover, his current new Physical Body no longer resembled Qin Feng, so no one would know he had joined another Sect.

After thinking about it, with his current talent, he felt this idea was very reasonable: join Yaoguang!

Thinking this, he soared into the air, blocking the Dragon carriage.

“Who are you, daring to block the Holy Son’s carriage of my Holy Land?” The Void Refining Cultivator coldly shouted, his vast Aura pressing down on the sky, directly striking Qin Feng’s mind.

The power of the Five Elements circulated, neutralizing the pressure. He felt no pressure at all and smiled, “This humble one, Feng Qin, admires the name of the Yaoguang Holy Land and wishes to enter the Holy Land but has no means. Unexpectedly, I met the Holy Son today. Feng Qin is willing to follow the Holy Son and serve him like a dog or horse.”

That’s what he said, but he didn’t think that way in his heart. It was just a temporary measure. Once my cultivation rises and my strength becomes formidable, this position of Holy Son will also be mine!

At that time, I’ll turn around and crush Xiao Fan!

“Oh? A mere Golden Core Cultivator can block the prestige of a Void Refining Cultivator. Interesting.”

From within the Dragon carriage, a young man in splendid robes, with a face like jade, a Nascent Soul Stage - Early Phase, stepped out. He curiously sized up Qin Feng, a look of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

“You have quite the guts, don’t you?” the Yaoguang Holy Son said indifferently.

“To become a superior person, one must always take some risks, mustn’t they?” Qin Feng replied.

“Not bad, you kid are very much to my liking.”

“Be my running dog!” the Yaoguang Holy Son said condescendingly, as if agreeing with his words.

Qin Feng’s face instantly froze. The “following” he spoke of was verbal following, plus putting on a superficial act. What was this guy saying? Becoming a running dog?

Seeing him frozen for a while, the Yaoguang Holy Son said indifferently:

“What, did I mistreat you?”

Qin Feng smiled, “No, thank you, Holy Son, for your appreciation. Your subordinate vows to follow you to the death.”

The Yaoguang Holy Son nodded, saying nothing more.

The Void Refining Cultivator said in a deep voice, “Following the Holy Son, I hope you won’t be half-hearted. If I find you harboring ill intentions, be careful, I’ll light you up like a sky lantern.”

Qin Feng said loyally on the surface, “I, Feng Qin, have gained the Holy Son’s appreciation. I am loyal and will never have a second thought.”

After speaking, he consciously moved to the side of the carriage.

Damn it, so arrogant! When my strength surpasses yours, just wait and see if I don’t stomp you hard under my feet!

The people from the Yaoguang Holy Land landed at the treasure appraisal conference venue.

The Dragon carriage was the Holy Son’s ride, and the Phoenix carriage was naturally the Saintess’s ride.

A dignified, beautiful, and aloof woman, like a Fairy from a painting, stepped out of the Phoenix carriage.

Her graceful eyebrows were like painted ink, her lips were lustrous, and her plain long dress was not luxurious, even somewhat ordinary, yet it could not conceal her peerless beauty.

Her beautiful eyes shimmered with Spiritual Qi, and her pair of jade feet were crystal clear and endearing. Her slender jade legs made one’s heart flutter; if one could climb her towering peaks, who knew if they could experience a different kind of flavor.

Her figure was lithe; an extra bit would be fleshy, a little less would lack beauty. Her perfect figure was the aspiration of many female Cultivators and the dream of many male Cultivators.

Her aloof demeanor could not hide her stunning entrance, as if a heavenly Fairy had descended to the Mortal world. Among the other female Cultivators present, there were many beautiful ones, but none had that ethereal Immortal Qi feeling, only serving as green leaves to accompany her.

The Yaoguang Holy Son said fawningly, “Junior Sister, let’s go look over there.”

He extended his hand, hoping she would raise her hand and accept his gesture.

However, the Yaoguang Saintess merely smiled and nodded, a standard smile devoid of any emotion.

The Yaoguang Holy Son didn’t feel awkward, seemingly accustomed to such scenes.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the Yaoguang Holy Son admired her, but she had no such worldly desires, or perhaps, she simply didn’t fancy him.

Perhaps the person who could conquer her had not yet appeared.