Chapter 859 - The Six Monarch Races (1/2)

"What a huge piece of White Luminant Gold, it's more than enough to forge an Imperial Emperor-level weapon!"

The celestials were amazed. To be able to acquire such a huge piece of White Luminant Gold was a solid evidence of the owner's strength and fortune. Thus, the celestial old man raised his head up proudly and he said, "I put in a lot of effort to have this and was just planning to forge an Imperial Emperor-level weapon for my own use."

"But this, can only change just one of Third Prince Mu's fingers." Fu Li grinned happily, "A Creator himself is more valuable than this piece of White Luminant Gold, let alone the third son to Mu Xiantian. Even if we disregard his prestigious identity, the treasures in his Yuan Shen secret realms alone may probably worth more than him himself! In addition to Mu Xiantian's cultivation heritage, his bloodline, this Third Prince Mu is worth at least as valuable as an Imperial Emperor! I demand at least eight Imperial Emperor-level treasures! At least two of the eight treasures has to be paid upfront!"

"Fu Li, you ask too much! Who can ever afford such a hefty price?"

"The Third Prince Mu isn't worth so much!"

The celestials in the slave market were shouting in a clamor, making loud noises about Fu Li's price. All of a sudden, Fu Li stood up and abruptly stomped the huge bone club on the floor.

A loud boom echoed in their ears concomitant with the savage barbarian's angered voice, "SHUT UP! Make any more noise and I will sell you people to the demons!"

Immediately, the slave market became steeped in silence.

Everyone knew just how brutal and barbaric the human beast Fu Li was. He spoke of no virtues or moralities, and no one dared to infuriate him further.

Almost every celestial race in the ancient universe was at least once a client to the Star Torrent Fortress's human race. These humans were bound to no principles and laws, as long as the price was right, everyone and anyone could make the humans fight like beasts for them.

Humans of the Star Torrent Fortress were the greediest among the ancient universe, the only thing they recognized was wealth and their own selves. As the human race was one of a kind, this puny race belonged neither to the celestials nor the demons. As a result, it gave them the perfect justification to pick any side according to the payment that was offered to them. They fought the celestials for the demons, fought the demons for the celestials, sold celestial slaves to the demons, and sold demon slaves to the celestials.

"My initial plan is to sell Third Prince Mu to the monarch races, you people offer too low of a price. Do you think this is a game?"

Fu Li's muscles were thumping in strength as a weird smile broke out on his horrific face, "But I do have some demon gods in the cages, although I've sealed them, they are quite strong and belong to Third Prince Mu's Tiger Jiao Cavalry. These demon gods might've had Third Prince Mu's locations in their heads, why don't you people buy some of them and search their memories, that way, you can head out and capture Third Prince Mu yourselves, is it not?"

"Don't worry, they aren't expensive, I ask a Deity Overlord-level treasure for a True Deity demon slave, a Deity Emperor-level treasure for a Deity Overlord, a Creator-level treasure for a Deity Emperor, and an Imperial Emperor-level treasure for a Creator. The prices are now set and I have no intention of going back on my words!"

"Overpriced than the usual market, but a fair deal it still remains."

The celestials were piqued in interest. Fu Li has asked too much, it was ludicrous to contract him with eight Imperial Emperor-level treasures for Mu Suge's life. However, if they could interrogate and extract information regarding Mu Suge's whereabouts from the demon gods of the Tiger Jiao Cavalry, they would be able to capture Mu Suge themselves and at the same times, save a huge amount of money.

"Your Highness, buy them all." Zhong Yue remained usual ostensibly but quickly conducted his voice to Mu Suge and said.

Mu Suge's eyelids thumped, to pull out such a huge fortune all of a sudden still distressed him greatly. To buy his own men back with his own money, since when has Mu Suge, the third prince of Xian Tian Palace, ever needed to stoop this low?

Whereas Zhong Yue continued, "Will the fortune not fall back into You Highness's pocket after you make the humans yield?"

Mu Suge was enlightened, he stepped forth but before he could answer, someone else had shouted before him, "These demon gods, we Jitong Clan will buy them all!"

The Jitong Clan?

Zhong Yue traced the voice and saw a young man walking toward them with a few Creators guarding him in the center. The young man harbored the air of a noble and even the Creators were acting only as his guards, one could tell from this just how high positioned he was.

The Jitong Clan was another monarch race in the ancient universe. In the Zi Wei Galaxy, there were 24 monarch races; whereas in the ancient universe, there were also 12 monarch races.

Among the 12 monarch races of the ancient universe, half of them were celestials and the other half were demons. The Jitong Clan was one of the celestial monarch races, it was also a great clan that was no weaker than the Jinwu Clan.

All of a sudden, another voice was heard laughing, "I too have interest in these demon gods, I wonder if Brother Yunfei is able to let me have them?"

The young True Deity turned around and his heart stiffened up, he smiled and replied, "Ah, Senior Martial Brother Mo Haozun of the Moyun Clan. I suppose, the rule of first come first serve is something that you are no stranger to, correct?"

Moyun Clan? Another monarch race!

Zhong Yue was surprised, he looked over at Mo Haozun and saw a young Heavenly Deity noble who was also surrounded by Creators around him.

The two monarch races, I am afraid Mu Suge can no longer retrieve his subordinates anymore.

Just when Zhong Yue was thinking this, space shuddered again and an extravagantly decorated carriage was heading toward the slave market. It emanated a unique force field that stagnated the surrounding air. As a result, the gods in the slave market were forced to step aside from its path and those who refused to were compressed into tiny beads by its pressuring force field.

Metamagnet Force Field? And a spatial force field?

Zhong Yue was shocked, he could see the two kinds of force fields that the carriage emanated. They were heavily related to the powers of metamagnet and space, manifesting their energies into force fields that could distort the space around it, almost making itself into a mini Heavens. The carriage was truly a stunning treasure.

From within, a young True Deity donned in luxurious clothing walked out. He said insouciantly, "The Dafan Clan is expecting some guests soon and has planned a grand bouquet as a welcoming ceremony. These demon gods will serve as the best raw materials to prepare for the foods needed for the feast. Brothers, please be kind and spare them to me."

"Fan Bozhu of the Dafan Clan, you are also here in our Jinwu Clan?" A Golden Crow celestial walked out from the crowd and with a smile across his face, he said, "My dear guests from afar, you need not fight for the slaves anymore. The Jinwu Clan demands these demon gods. Fu Li, you are a frequent visitor to the Jinwu Clan, I suppose, you may just be able to seize this deal for the Jinwu Clan, can't you?"

"Senior Martial Brother Jin Chufei, shouldn't you leave some for our Dayu Clan?" Another young celestial surrounded by bodyguards stepped into the circle and said politely, "Senior martial brother, Third Prince Mu has dished himself onto the table, all the monarch races intend to have him. The Jinwu Clan isn't going to reject us all by force, is it?"

"Senior Martial Brother Yu Tai, drop the excessive politeness." Rays flashed across Jin Chufei's eyes as he smiled, "Third Prince Mu had too much fun in his Zi Wei Galaxy, so much that he now thinks our ancient universe is also a playground his father owns, but it's time that we teach the Zi Wei Galaxy lesson. Any single one of our six monarch races can easily batter him down to the ground, can't we? So, let us in the Jinwu Clan do the hard work and when we put him in a cage, any guest will be welcome to visit his own solo zoo."