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King of Gods – Chapter 1580


Chapter 1580 – Zhao Feng's Path of Prosperity


The pride of the Azure City Sword Sect, Huo Qingfeng, actually called Zhao Feng his master? Song Tingyu's mind was buzzing and she looked at Huo Qingfeng in disbelief.


"I am him," Huo Qingfeng glanced at Song Tingyu and nonchalantly replied.


Although Song Tingyu was extremely talented and had a formidable cultivation, she was only acceptable in her eyes.


Song Tingyu was extremely upset by this indifference. In his eyes, he couldn't even compare to a child like Zhao Feng? But he managed to suppress his dissatisfaction.


Huo Qingfeng had recovered from his injuries, but he still needed to slowly increase his cultivation level. Like Song Tingyu, she was currently at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm. In terms of strength, Huo Qingfeng was stronger, considering he was a Dao Sword expert. Moreover, Huo Qingfeng also had an understanding of the Immortal Realm expert, which Song Tingyu did not have.


"Son, what are you planning?" Very unhappy, Song Tingyu asked casually.


“I'm your master. Is that the attitude you have to show?” Zhao Feng grimaced as he asked.


Song Tingyu was once again enraged, but when she looked Zhao Feng in the eyes, she mysteriously chose to give up.


"Yes sir!" Song Tingyu clenched her teeth and changed her tone.


He had lost the bet and had nothing to say. Moreover, there was an expert with the same strength by Zhao Feng's side who listened to his every command.


Huo Qingfeng watched everything and noted in shock to himself, So this Divine Transformation Realm woman is actually his disciple.


Huo Qingfeng was even more convinced now that Zhao Feng was not as simple as he seemed.


"Now, we're going to be rich!" Zhao Feng nodded and smiled.


"Being rich?" Song Tingyu and Huo Qingfeng were both stunned, not knowing what Zhao Feng was thinking.


He was the son of the city lord, and the Zhao Clan dominated Southcloud City. Why did Zhao Feng need to make money? Huo Qingfeng decided that Zhao Feng definitely had a deeper meaning behind his actions.


"Really! Let's go." Zhao Feng took the lead.


If he wanted to cultivate, he could reach the peak in a very short period of time. In his last life, he had a purpose and was in constant danger, forcing him to put everything into cultivation.


Yet in this life, Zhao Feng did not consider cultivation too important, and walking the same path twice was too boring. Therefore, he wanted to take another path: the path of prosperity.


Power is number one, but it will be stronger with wealth. And with a certain level of wealth, one could also form their own faction!


"Huo Qingfeng, I am giving you a mission!" As he walked, Zhao Feng started talking to Huo Qingfeng.


“Please talk!” Huo Qingfeng's eyes twinkled.


“I plan to open an auction house, and you will replace me as the owner of the auction house .” Zhao Feng slowly explained his plan.


His first path to prosperity was the auction house. Huo Qingfeng had been chosen to be the next sect master of the Azure City Sword Sect, so he was probably a decent manager. Moreover, Huo Qingfeng was restricted by his contract to be fully under his orders and calls.


Huo Qingfeng's brows furrowed. As a Dao Sword expert, he was fully devoted to the sword, and he also had a grudge to settle. He was eager to become stronger, so he was completely unwilling to become an auctioneer.


“You plan to take revenge alone? Once the auction house makes enough money, you can hire a group of experts, increasing your chances of a successful revenge, ” Zhao Feng added, seeing that Huo Qingfeng was unwilling.


Huo Qingfeng immediately sat down. Taking revenge alone was really too difficult. Moreover, if he had money, he could buy a lot of cultivation resources to increase his strength.


In short, opening an auction house does not seem to go against its main purpose.


"But it will take a long time to set up an auction house." Huo Qingfeng thought of another matter.


It is very difficult for a small shop to rise from obscurity. Moreover, Zhao Feng seemed to be planning to control things from behind the scenes, which meant that they were unable to use the name of the Zhao Clan.


"I have a plan," Zhao Feng said flatly.


Huo Qingfeng saw that Zhao Feng was very confident and said nothing more.


The three quickly arrived at one of the most crowded places in Southcloud City and bought a large store.


Even though Zhao Feng was the son of the city lord, he did not possess many Origin Crystals. This purchase was mostly paid for by a recent cat burglar robbery.


Meow meow!


The thieving cat smiled mischievously as it gave Zhao Feng a tos.


Song Tingyu looked at this boy and cat speechlessly.


With the storefront purchased, three humans and one cat quickly set things up. Zhao Feng spent a large amount of Origin Crystals to hire some low-level warriors.


The auction house was established, and its name was Star Peak Auction House.


"Master, we have an auction house, but it doesn't seem like anyone's giving us anything to auction?" Song Tingyu asked mockingly.


Your master has some toys here.” Zhao Feng smiled very much. He waved his hand, and a large pile of objects appeared on the table.


There were robots, medicines, weapons, array tools, and every item had an incredible level.


He was now convinced that Zhao Feng was no ordinary child. How could a child have so many treasures? Even if he was the son of the city lord, Zhao Feng was still a teenager. Why did the city lord give so many resources to Zhao Feng?


Song Tingyu's careful examination revealed that automatons were intricately made, used little energy, and were made from excellent materials. As for pills, most were peak quality, with some even perfect.


Huo Qingfeng was also surprised. He knew that Zhao Feng was the grandmaster of pill refining, and all pills might have been refined by him, but had he also created robots, arrays, and weapons?


Zhao Feng did not say anything, keeping his skills a secret.


“Auction houses attract people because of the items being auctioned. With this, our auction house will soon become famous throughout Southcloud City!” Huo Qingfeng could not help but laugh.


Later in the day, a huge sign was placed outside the newly opened Star Peak Auction House. On it were written the items that were going to be auctioned tomorrow, words gleaming with a golden and attractive luster.


The items auctioned were items that most martial artists desperately needed.


Some people immediately noticed the sign.


Although some people did not believe that the new auction house would have so many treasures, it was better to be deceived than to lose this opportunity! After all, few people knew about this new auction house, reducing the number of competitors that might exist.


The next day, Star Peak Auction House began its first auction. Not many people came, but the auction went well.


On the same day, the name of the Peak Star Auction House began to spread. After all, the quality of the treasure was high, and the price was low.


On the third day, Star Peak Auction House was in full capacity. On the fourth day, it exceeded capacity!


The rarity of the items in the Star Peak Auction House had somewhat decreased, but as its reputation had been made, this had little effect.


With its resounding reputation, more people were willing to put up their items for auction. After all, the more bidders, the higher the final price.


Huo Qingfeng and Song Tingyu were excited to see the popularity of the auction house. They had signed a contract with Zhao Feng which gave them a percentage of the profit for the auction house. They were naturally overjoyed to see the auction house so successful.


“Mm?” At this moment, Huo Qingfeng sensed something strange and turned to leave. In the hidden room behind the auction house:


"This is for you.


“This is for Song Tingyu and Huo Qingfeng. "And this is mine!"


Zhao Feng split the profits. Meow meow!


The little thieving cat looked extremely displeased, believing that Zhao Feng was too greedy. After all, the thieving cat had provided most of the startup capital.


Outside the room was dark, and in this darkness, a shadow appeared. This was an assassin sent by Zhao Balong, a peak Divine Transformation Realm expert, more than enough to kill a Three Qi Realm expert.


This kid is not simple! the figure muttered to himself.


Zhao Feng had always been accompanied by Song Tingyu and Huo Qingfeng, so he was forced to watch from a distance. As a result, he was unable to learn anything in too much detail, but he was able to gradually determine that Zhao Feng was extremely unusual. He even became somewhat interested in this young man. Therefore, he planned to capture Zhao Feng, search for his soul, and then kill him.


After several days of observation, he finally took the moment when Huo Qingfeng and Song Tingyu were not around to get close to Zhao Feng and start his operation.


"Haha, son, the day of your death has come!" The shadow surged forward, taking the form of a pitch-black figure with a dark gray dagger that emitted a deadly chill.


Dump it!


The black figure darted into the room and rushed over to Zhao Feng.


"You finally showed yourself?" Zhao Feng suddenly raised his head and smiled.


This smile seemed extremely frightening to the pitch-black man.


When he saw the thieving cat giving the same scary smile, he felt a bad premonition. These Three Qi Realm experts and cats did not feel fear or panic when facing the Divine Transformation Realm assassins. In fact, they smiled as if they had known of his presence all along.


But how can it be? This boy and cat would never be able to feel it, and even if they felt it, what did it mean that they could escape his grasp?


Suddenly, the eyes of the wooden puppet in the corner of the room lit up red. The puppet waved its hand, sending a thick beam of white light forward. Before the pitch-black man could react, the beam was right in front of him.


This beam of white light did not have much strength, but when it touched the man, it burst into an energy that could destroy all things, a white sphere that consumed all.


“Non-Destructible Nature!?” The man's eyes widened in shock and fear as his body disappeared.


Zhao Feng had made a lot of money recently, allowing him to purchase precious materials. This wooden puppet was the automaton of the Eternal Realm that he had just built.


At this moment, Huo Qingfeng pushed open the door. He watched in shock as the pitch-black man's body was swallowed by the white ball, and then the white ball disappeared.


“Qingfeng is late to protect Master! Teacher, please forgive me! ” Huo Qingfeng took a deep breath and bowed.


The man was already dead the moment he entered, but he could still sense that the assassin was also a peak Divine Transformation expert. Since he was an assassin skilled in concealment, the amount of power he could unleash at once was probably something that even Huo Qingfeng could not match.


But an expert like this was still instantly killed.


He did not see Zhao Feng take action, so he did not know how this Divine Transformation realm pinnacle assassin died.


“You can come back. Give more effort in your work to make it up to me! ” Zhao Feng ordered. He then discarded the two interspatial dimensions. "This is your cut and Song Tingyu's!"


Thank you very much, Master!” Huo Qingfeng, the respect on his face and shock in his heart, slowly retreated.


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