Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 339 Getting a Mount to Play With

"I want one million tons of high-grade spirit crystals."

Zheng Qian spoke loudly and clearly, but Feng Yingte thought he had misheard and couldn't help but ask.

"You want a million?"

Zheng Qian's face immediately turned cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"Feng Yingte, are you trying to renege on your debt?"

Feng Yingte felt a chill run through his body. He sensed the killing intent; if he didn't admit it, Zheng Qian would really kill him.

Of the three humans here, he was the only one from the Wind-Born Beast Clan. Zheng Qian killed him, and no one knew. Even the powerful Wind-Born Beasts who wanted revenge didn't know who their enemy was. But how could he possibly produce a million tons of high-grade spirit crystals?

Let alone Feng Yingte, even the entire Feng Sheng Beast clan couldn't gather a million tons of high-grade spirit crystals.

Li Zun stared wide-eyed, his mind racing, but he couldn't fathom how Zheng Qian dared to say such a thing.

One million tons, not one million pellets.

Zhao Mingxiu suddenly felt better. Compared to Feng Yingte's price, Zheng Qian's price was practically a bargain.

“Zheng Qian.” Feng Yingte had just opened his mouth when he changed his tone and said, “Big brother, I’ll call you big brother. One million tons is too much. Not to mention me, even an entire clan couldn’t produce that much.”

Zheng Qian looked troubled and asked, "I saved your life, but you can't come up with any money. What do you suggest we do?"

How to do?

Feng Yingte also wanted to ask Zheng Qian what to do. Zhao Mingxiu had even given him pills, and he was still completely paralyzed. He couldn't even stand up, let alone fight. What could he do?

"Tell me, what should we do?" Feng Ying was speechless. He could only let Zheng Qian set the price. His life was in Zheng Qian's hands, and he really had no other choice.

Zheng Qian didn't speak, but took out You Tong's bow and placed it on the ground, and then placed Ye Ku's eight large swords and spatial ring on the ground.

Do you recognize this bow?

Feng Yingte took a deep breath and finally nodded: "The Yuren race's prodigy, You Tong's Heart Sutra Bow."

Not to mention Feng Yingte, even Li Zun and Zhao Mingxiu were terrified. The Twin Absolute Domains had only been open for a day, and Zheng Qian had already slain the strongest prodigies of the Yu Ren and Vortex Clans—a level of combat power they could only look up to. Li Zun also knew that Zheng Qian had robbed many prodigies, though he didn't know how many. However, he was certain the number must have been large, otherwise, it wouldn't have attracted the siege of all the prodigies against their Southern Region geniuses.

But what does this have to do with Kazekage?

Zheng Qian slowly said, "At the same level, I am invincible."

Feng Ying nodded, believing Zheng Qian's words; he was invincible within the same realm. At least within the Twin Absolute Domains, Zheng Qian was invincible. You Tong was killed, Ye Ku was killed, and neither he nor Zhao Mingxiu could withstand the purple lightning, yet Zheng Qian could withstand it twice. If he said he was second, who dared to claim first?

Zheng Qian suddenly smiled and continued, "Invincible people are lonely. Similarly, invincible people need to have prestige and presence."

Feng Yingte continued to nod, agreeing with Zheng Qian. Li Zun and Zhao Mingxiu also agreed with Zheng Qian; they were lonely, liked to have a certain presence, and possessed a strong aura.

Zheng Qian stared at Feng Yingte and slowly said, "Feng Yingte, I saved your life, but you can't afford it. And I'm missing a mount."

"No, absolutely not." Feng Ying immediately objected. He was the young patriarch of the Wind Beast Clan, how could he possibly become a human's mount?

Besides, Zheng Qian is at the same level as him. Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if he were to be Zheng Qian's mount? Even if he were to be a mount, he would have to be a mount for a god-like figure.

Li Zun and Zhao Mingxiu felt that today was the most shocking day of their lives. Zheng Qian first asked for one million tons of high-grade spirit crystals, which Feng Yingte naturally couldn't produce. They thought Zheng Qian had gone mad and had no concept of spirit crystals. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian's purpose was to take Feng Yingte as his mount.

Zheng Qian hadn't had a chance to see what was in Ye Ku's spatial ring, nor was he in the mood to. He put away the bow, knife, and spatial ring, then carried Feng Yingte towards the Convergence Domain.

"What are you doing? Zheng Qian, what are you doing?" Feng Ying was extremely anxious. If he went back to the Convergence Domain, what difference would it be from sending himself to his death?

"I don't have the money to pay you for saving your life, and you're unwilling to be my mount. I'll send you back, as if I never saved you."

"Discuss it! You have to discuss it with me!" Feng Ying was really anxious. A bolt of purple lightning had just struck not far away, blasting a large crater in the ground. If it had struck him, he wouldn't have been able to breathe.

"What's there to discuss? You're so courageous and strong, you can definitely withstand the purple lightning." Zheng Qian continued walking forward without even blinking.

The Wind Shadow was exceptionally imposing, standing over two meters tall with long, white-gray fur and remarkably graceful, wind-like lines. Its four sharp fangs resembled razor-sharp blades. It was also the strongest of the Wind Beasts, its speed faster than lightning, making it practically the perfect mount in Zheng Qian's eyes.

The Wind Beast, its eyes bloodshot with rage, roared, "Three days! For the next three days in the Twin Absolute Domains, I'll be your mount!"

Zheng Qian walked silently, not uttering a word. Three days? He wasn't satisfied with that.

"One month, I'll be your mount for a month." Feng Ying felt like dying. Zheng Qian really didn't want to negotiate at all; he was the one who kept telling the time.

Dude, at least give me a time.

"Three years." Zheng Qian finally gave the timeframe. His requirement wasn't high: three years.

Feng Ying felt like vomiting blood. For a month, he could tell his clan he was out training and silently endure being their mount. But after three years, no one believed him when he lied about being out training.

"If you can't do it, then kill me." Feng Yingte was very principled; he wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of dying a pathetic death.

"Lightning strikes, soul scattered, farewell!" Zheng Qian put Feng Yingte back in its original position, turned and left.

Feng Yingte was on the verge of tears, lying on the cold ground and roaring, "One year! Once I leave the Twin Absolute Domain, I'll come to the Southern Region of the Human Race to find you and be your mount for a year!"

Zheng Qian turned around, hoisted the Wind Beast onto his shoulder, and walked back.

"Actually, my bottom line was three months, but I didn't expect you to be so generous and agree to a year right away. A year it is then. Don't worry, if you come with me, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury and your social standing will skyrocket."

Feng Yingte coughed up a mouthful of blood. He could tolerate being used as a mount, but he never expected that Zheng Qian only wanted to ride him for three months, while he himself was asking for a year.

"Useless! I'm such a useless person! Why am I so afraid of dying?" Feng Yingte cursed himself inwardly. Why was he so afraid of being struck by purple lightning?

Most importantly, there are no strong winds in the Twin Absolute Domains. Like the Vortex Worms, the Wind-Born Beasts also possess regeneration abilities. The difference is that the Vortex Worms can regenerate directly, while the Wind-Born Beasts must regenerate in strong winds.

Back on the small hill, Zheng Qian took out a pill and gave it to Feng Yingte. His injuries healed quickly, and he was able to stand up and move around. New hair grew on his charred fur, which was softer, smoother, and more imposing.

The pills given by Yun Youzi were of a grade no lower than those on Zhao Mingxiu and the others, and perhaps even higher.

Zheng Qian flipped over and straddled Feng Yingte, full of heroic spirit, and spoke his mind.

"Actually, even if you don't agree, I won't just stand by and watch you die."