The faces of the people around him became strange, unsure if it was the kind of meat compensation they were thinking of.
Qin Feng stripped Zhu Tou naked, tied him to a carriage, and paraded him through the streets. A sign hung on his body, detailing Zhu Touâs resume as a disciple of the emperor and his identity as the future heir of the Zhu family, a prominent family in Daxia.
"Qin Feng, by humiliating me like this, the Zhu family will not let you off, and neither will His Majesty..."
Zhu Tou, who had never experienced such humiliation, struggled desperately, trying to fight Qin Feng to the death.
But Qin Feng paid no heed to his threats, beating a gong and pulling the carriage around the streets, shouting,
"Donât miss out, genuine strong man from Daxia! No need for 998, no need for 888, just 98 spirit stones, and you can take him home for one breeding session!"
People on the street, who had never seen such a scene, rushed out to watch the strong man from Daxia.
"Oh, a disciple of the emperor, a prodigy!"
"From a prominent family, impressive!"
"I have a friend who has always wanted a healthy child but hasnât been able to conceive!"
"98 isnât expensive, itâs worth it!"
"Indeed, if she conceives a boy, he can inherit the familyâs wealth."
"Guaranteed by the Moon Goddess Palaceâs Divine Son, trustworthy!!"
As time passed, more and more people gathered.
Since this was a world where immortals and mortals coexisted, many people were unable to cultivate.
To improve their familyâs genes, many wealthy individuals would seek out highly talented cultivators and ask them to leave a celestial connection, which meant having relations with their daughters.
Of course, this only applied if the daughter was beautiful enough.
Now that Qin Feng had set a price, it tempted those wealthy individuals who didnât have beautiful daughters.
"Divine Son, what about my daughter...?"
A wealthy man nervously bowed to Qin Feng,
and dragged out his daughter, who weighed over 200 pounds and was as beautiful as a flower.
Everyone in the crowd gasped, and no one with a conscience would agree to it.
"Youâre going too far!"
Qin Feng couldnât bear to look, and changed his tone, "It will cost more!!"
The wealthy man nodded excitedly, indicating that he would pay any amount.
He had worked hard all his life, and what good was all the money if he still had no dignity in front of cultivators, who could take his money with just a wave of their hand.
This made him realize that only strength could protect oneâs wealth.
Zhu Tou struggled fiercely, vowing to resist to the death.
Seeing Zhu Touâs resistance, Qin Feng tried to persuade him, "Donât look at me like that. This is a carefully selected plump girl for you. Remember, plump is the best."
The crowdâs eyes twitched, wanting to ask if his conscience didnât hurt!
To complete this deal, he called a 200-pound girl "plump"!
"Qin Feng, you canât do this!!"
Zhu Touâs spiritual energy surged, making it impossible for mortals to approach him.
The wealthy man looked disappointed, knowing that a celestial connection couldnât be forced.
"Donât worry, Iâm the most honest businessman!"
Qin Feng reassured the wealthy man with a smile, taking out a small jade bottle labeled "Mad Sow".
It was a potion he had made based on a recipe from the "Concave-Convex Technique," which could accelerate its cultivation.
The crowdâs faces changed dramatically, and they quickly stepped back in fear.
It was the legendary top-tier aphrodisiac, "Mad Sow"!!
They had heard that if a man came into contact with even a tiny bit, even a sow would seem as beautiful as a legendary beauty in his eyes.
At the same time, the way they looked at Qin Feng changed completely. He wasnât just the first prodigy of the ancient era; he was the first lecher, carrying such things with him.
Qin Feng feigned innocence, "Whatâs with those faces? I often travel, so itâs reasonable to carry some self-defense items, right?"
Who in their right mind would carry such things while traveling!?
The crowd rolled their eyes, not believing Qin Fengâs lies, and knew that Qin Feng was someone not to be provoked. He had strength, talent, and background, and was shameless to boot.
"Thank you, Divine Son, for your kindness..."
The plump girl, now extremely excited, took the "Mad Sow" and Zhu Tou home.
"Qin Feng, Brother Feng, I beg you, let me go, let me go. Iâll pay a million top-grade spirit stones, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Zhu Tou, who had lost his previous arrogance, cried and begged for Qin Fengâs forgiveness.
But Qin Feng paid no attention to him; he was waiting for the person behind the scenes to reveal themselves.
If he really killed Zhu Tou, he would fall into their trap, not only solving their problem with the Zhu familyâs prodigy but also successfully drawing the Zhu familyâs hatred towards him.
On the other hand, if he didnât kill Zhu Tou but humiliated him instead, the person behind the scenes would have to come forward to save Zhu Tou, as they were part of the same delegation to the Yin Moon Empire.
How could they not help when their companion was being humiliated?
"Still no chosen one, did I overthink it!?"
Qin Feng looked around but received no system prompt.
"Donât, donât, donât come over!!"
Zhu Touâs pitiful cries from the courtyard made the crowd unable to help but mourn for him.
A proud disciple of the emperor and a prodigy from a prominent family in Daxia, being defiled by a mortal, would leave a psychological scar that could never be healed.
"Ding, congratulations, host, for humiliating someone, you have earned 1000 villain points!"
Qin Feng immediately perked up, as if an LSP had unlocked a new position.
A clear gong sound rang out, and a luxurious carriage with a large entourage of servants and guards approached from the street, clearly indicating the powerful identity and background of the person inside.
Leading the group were several men and women with angry faces, dressed in the same clothes as Zhu Tou, the exclusive attire of the emperorâs disciples in Daxia.
"Princess Nanfeng has arrived!!"
As the carriage stopped, the guards announced the name of the person inside, the youngest and most beloved princess of the Daxia Emperor, Princess Nanfeng, who was also the representative of the Daxia delegation to the Yin Moon Empire.
Qin Fengâs gaze fixed on the luxurious carriage, clearly sensing more than one person inside. Judging by the heavy breathing, it was likely a young man.
"Ding, congratulations, host, for discovering a chosen one, at the epic level!!"
Qin Fengâs eyes immediately lit up, his heart racing.
Fate had finally brought them together!!
Whether someone was plotting against him was no longer important; what mattered was that he was about to start plotting against this chosen one.
A cold female voice came from the carriage, "Qin Feng, as a traitor to the Daxia Empire, how dare you humiliate a disciple of the emperor? What crime do you deserve..."