Chapter 907
907. Greetings, Holy Son!
Chapter 908
908. God Killer! Who to kill?
They were willing to be so respectful to Xia Feng and not use violent means. Naturally, it was because Xia Feng was willing to reveal himself, which represented his attitude of being willing to save the Goddess. Shi Li was the first to realize this, so she stopped Yellin’s disrespectful actions. In the current situation, offending the Holy Son and falling out with him would absolutely not be a wise move.
Xia Feng naturally knew the reason why these women were willing to be so respectful. He didn’t mind and let out a light laugh, “Alright, all of you, get up.”
The leader in the green dress looked up and asked, “Your Highness, Holy Son, did you hear our conversation just now?”
“Naturally.”
“So, does Your Highness, the Holy Son, mean that you are willing to awaken the Goddess?”
“Oh, you’re talking about this matter? Naturally, I am not willing.”
“?!? You—”
“What’s the rush? I haven’t finished speaking yet.”
Xia Feng’s smile was unfathomable. “You said just now that my sister has three months left, right?”
*Sister?* The women couldn’t help but be startled. They didn’t know the specific relationship between the Goddess and the Holy Son. Looking at the Holy Son’s meaning, were they siblings? Thinking of this, not only Yellin and Yujiu, but even Shi Li, looked at the sleeping Golden Skirt Goddess with strange expressions.
Shi Li was the first to recover her senses and nodded. “To be precise, it’s two months and twenty-five days. By then, the Day Water will be exhausted. If the Goddess is not awakened, she will never be able to wake up.”
Nearly three months, the time was quite ample, and it should be enough. Xia Feng already had a perfect plan in mind, so he nodded.
“I can enter the Eternal Day Time Prison to awaken her, but there is a prerequisite.”
*A condition?* Shi Li’s beautiful eyes lowered, and she said clearly, “Your Highness, please speak.”
“Time Soil, I need a large amount of Time Soil.” Xia Feng dramatically opened his mouth. “At least 100g.”
As a result of the Moon Time Divine Domain, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong each needed 3g, totaling 6g. Currently, 2g had been obtained. Of course, 3g was only the base. The more Time Soil there was, the higher the success rate of the result would naturally be. Although it wouldn’t increase much, the improvement was very subtle, but it was still better than no improvement.
“One hundred… grams? You little punk, why don’t you just rob someone!!” Yellin looked like she wanted to hit someone.
“Lin!” Shi Li frowned.
The pink-haired older sister paused, gnawing resentfully on her candy as she turned towards the shore.
Shi Li shook her head. “Your Highness, Holy Son, you should understand that now is no longer the age of the Gods, when spiritual materials were abundant. The entire Three Realms combined might not even be able to gather 100g of Time Soil.”
Xia Feng didn’t know the specific rarity of Time Soil, but he also knew that his condition was outrageous. However, he just said it casually. This way, there would be room for price reduction.
“Then how much Time Soil does your Burning Heaven have?” Xia Feng smiled. “I’ll take it all. There shouldn’t be a problem with that, right?”
The women couldn’t help but fall into silence.
Seeing that they didn’t speak, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. “What, is the life of your Goddess worth less than a few grams of Time Soil?”
Shi Li shook her head again. “Your Highness, our Goddess Hall does not have Time Soil.”
“Oh? The Goddess Hall doesn’t have it. That means Burning Heaven does, right?”
“…”
“Chief Shi, my patience is limited. Are you sure you still want to hesitate and waste time?”
The green-robed woman raised her beautiful eyes slightly. “Your Highness, it’s not that I’m unwilling to say, but even if Your Highness knows the whereabouts of the Time Soil, you won’t be able to get it. You’ll only lose your life in vain if you go.”
“Stop dawdling, just say it.”
“Was Your Highness inside the Great Sin Warship before?”
“That’s right.”
“Then Your Highness should have seen the ‘Eternal Clock.’ That is the Saint Path Ritual mentioned earlier. The core spiritual material for this ritual is—Time Soil.”
*Hmm?* Xia Feng was surprised in his heart and continued to ask, “How much is there?”
“I am not the leader of the ritual, so I don’t know the specific amount of Time Soil. However, in order to carry out this Saint Seat Strike that covers the Astral, Gray, and Real Realms, the amount of Time Soil consumed will not be small.”
*Saint Seat Strike?*
“Is the Saint Path Ritual a Saint Seat Strike?” Xia Feng’s attention was unintentionally drawn.
Saint Seat weapons were abilities that the Sages could touch. They used the stars corresponding to oneself in the Astral Realm as weapons for attack and defense. Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were very special. After forming the Dual Origin, they also possessed this ability. However, because the activation of the Sirius Saint Seat was too ostentatious and easily exposed their Spacetime coordinates, they had only used it once when killing Ye Li Dongjun.
The Heavenly God-tier Saint Seat Strike mentioned by Shi Li, if it could exert its full effect, even True Gods would have to avoid its edge and turn away.
“Are you trying to kill a god?” Xia Feng was shocked in his heart. Now, there were only a handful of gods in the Empire. This Burning Heaven was going to cause trouble, starting with something so big!
The green-robed woman nodded, tacitly admitting it.
“Kill who?” Thinking of the hostile relationship between Burning Heaven and the Empire, Xia Feng couldn’t help but get excited. He had long been annoyed by those Pillar States. “Shang Jue, or Fule Shi? Or that old man Huang Ye?”
Hmm… Huang Ye was a Heavenly God. It would probably be difficult to kill him using a Heavenly God-tier Saint Seat.
Xia Feng pondered in his heart, but speaking of which, if it was a ritual of this level, then him going there would indeed be seeking death. The Burning Heaven Holy Lord would definitely be paying close attention to the Saint Path Ritual at all times. Trying to disrupt the ritual and snatch Time Soil under such an existence’s nose was no different from seeking death.
Xia Feng sighed in his heart. It seemed this path was impassable.
“Not the three Pillars of the Empire,” Shi Li shook her head and explained in a low voice. “It’s a Mysterious Existence from the Gray Realm.”
“The Gray Realm?” Xia Feng was startled, inexplicably having a bad premonition.
“The Gray Realm is isolated from the Real World, and information is scarce. Therefore, Your Highness may not know that the Gray Realm has already changed drastically. A strange race called the ‘Demon Race’ has appeared, forming the ‘Star-Felling Alliance.’ Within a few months, they have rapidly grown stronger and are rampaging through the Gray Realm. The Sacred Star Court has already suffered its third defeat within a week. Their middle and low-tier forces are either dead or have defected to become members of the Star-Felling Alliance. Behind this Demon Race, there is a mysterious existence called the ‘Demon God’ who is orchestrating everything. The Lord of the Sacred Star Court, Zhou Yin, has been tracking this Demon God, and two days ago, he finally found a slight clue…”
Xia Feng quietly listened to Shi Li’s narration, his heart growing colder and colder, his nerves tightening.
Damn it! The Saint Path Ritual was targeting Miss Mu?!! Xia Feng was almost angered to the point of fainting. This Burning Heaven Holy Lord definitely had a problem. Even if the Demon God’s forces were to grow and possibly invade the Real World, it was the Empire’s business to eliminate the Demon God. What business was it of your Burning Heaven’s! The Empire hadn’t even reacted much, and your Burning Heaven, a cult, was jumping out to cause trouble! Was there still any law in this world? Xia Feng cursed the entire family of the Burning Heaven Holy Lord in his heart!
However, now was not the time for muddled thinking. Xia Feng took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. He had to admit that fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Although he had stumbled into the Goddess Hall, he had also inexplicably infiltrated the enemy’s camp and learned in advance about the plan targeting Miss Mu.
It’s just that a God-tier Saint Seat Strike… How should he cope? Xia Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.
