Chapter 1715: Trading? (2/2)

“Lin Feng, be careful, Cang Ling will take the Indestructible Deva-Mara Scriptures, but I’m not sure he’ll exchange them. He might even attack you. Even though the Animal Clan protects you, those Ancient Holy Clans are mysterious, and some people are ready to do anything,” said Duan Mu the Celestial Emperor.

Lin Feng nodded. If he agreed to trade his scriptures with Cang Ling, Lin Feng knew that he would steal the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song from him. Of course, Lin Feng had already thought through all of this before.

“Empress Xi,” said the strong cultivator of the Heaven Clan, Cang Ling was next to him.

“What?” asked Empress Xi.

“I am interested in the Indestructible Deva-Mara Scriptures. I can even trade the Celestial Heaven Scriptures for them,” said the strong cultivator of the Heaven Clan.

The crowd looked at him in a strange way. Why did the strong cultivator of the Heaven Clan suddenly say he wanted to exchange the Celestial Heaven Scriptures for an incomplete demon scripture?

“Now?” asked Empress Xi.

“Indeed. Now, you and I can trade the scriptures immediately,” said the strong cultivator of the Heaven Clan.

“Alright.” Empress Xi nodded, and they both released their godly awareness. They were both terrifying cultivators, so they could do that without having anything to fear.

They started trading scriptures, and because they had so many memories, it only took a few seconds.

After a few seconds, the strong cultivator from the Heaven Clan smiled, “Alright, we’re off.”

Then, he ran away, but didn’t leave. He ran towards Lin Feng, making Lin Feng frown. He hadn’t thought they’d react so fast. Did he have to transmit the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song to him now?

“Lin Feng, my boy, let’s go to the Heaven Clan,” said the strong cultivator of the Heaven Clan with a smile, but deep in his eyes, one could see the coldness.

“I have things to do, another day perhaps,” replied Lin Feng, with a non-committal smile.

“Why another day? You really wanted the scriptures so I hurried to make you happy. Let’s go,” said the strong cultivator, as a gigantic hand descended from the sky towards Lin Feng.

“Stop!” shouted Jun Mo Xi in a cold way. Qing Feng had also broken a talisman.

“Stop!” said the strong cultivator from the Heaven Clan to Jun Mo Xi and Lang Ye. “Lang Ye, my little boy, and Jun Mo Xi, come to the Heaven Clan, too. You’ll be our guests of honor.”

“Master Demon Emperor!” shouted Lin Feng. He was calling the Netherworld Demon Emperor his master. “Master, I found some of your belongings in the small world, and now they want to steal them from me!”