Fantasy: Sign-in From The Womb, Born As A Major Antagonist

"Crimson Cloth Church."

"One of the seven major cultivation sects in the Profound Heaven Continent."

"Shen Nanfeng, the young master of Crimson Cloth Church!"

"Seventeen years old, in the Life Soil realm!"

"One of the heirs of Crimson Cloth Church!"

"There is a chance of becoming the Saint Child of Crimson Cloth Church!"

Elder Wei secretly transmitted a message to Ji Xiu.

"It seems that he is unwilling and wants to force his way through with a higher bid?"

"But..."

"Is this all?"

Ji Xiu looked disdainfully at Shen Nanfeng and a guardian of Crimson Cloth Church who were approaching them.

Today, not to mention a young master of Crimson Cloth Church.

Even if a true important figure from Crimson Cloth Church came, so what?

"Your Highness, the young prince."

"Only three years old."

"And already in the Life Soil realm!"

"And to be able to spend such a large sum of 90 million gold coins to buy gladiators, the future looks promising!"

Shen Nanfeng smiled with his hands behind his back.

"What then?"

Ji Xiu looked at Shen Nanfeng with interest.

Upon hearing this, Shen Nanfeng looked at Ji Xiu playfully and confirmed, "Is it really at this point?"

"Your Highness, the young prince."

"You should have heard of my Crimson Cloth Church, right?"

Hmm!

Ji Xiu responded calmly with a light "Hmm."

"Good!"

"Since that's the case."

"I wonder if Your Highness, the young prince, can give face to my Crimson Cloth Church?"

Shen Nanfeng's lips curled up, confident in his chest.

In his eyes, Ji Xiu was just a three-year-old child.

No matter how talented he was, his experience was limited!

It was understandable that he had opposed Crimson Cloth Church before knowing its reputation.

But now that he knew, he should think twice.

"Specifics?"

Ji Xiu asked concisely.

"Very well!"

"Since Your Highness, the young prince, is so straightforward."

"Then I might as well speak directly."

"My Crimson Cloth Church has taken a liking to this pair of Spirit Clan siblings."

"I wonder if Your Highness, the young prince, can do me a favor and give them to my Crimson Cloth Church."

"Of course, my Crimson Cloth Church won't take it for free."

"Within three days, I will gather one billion gold coins and return them to you!"

"In this way, Your Highness, the young prince, will earn ten million, plus a favor from my Crimson Cloth Church, which will be returned in the future!"

"How do you feel about this deal?"

Shen Nanfeng spoke without a smile.

In his opinion, this deal was already secure when he mentioned the name of Crimson Cloth Church.

After all, his Crimson Cloth Church was one of the top cultivation sects in the Profound Heaven Continent, with a history of thousands of years!

Not to mention the first military family of the Northern Xia Dynasty.

Even the Northern Xia royal family had to give him face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the influential figures in the dark arena frowned and began to whisper.

"This Shen Nanfeng is really domineering!"

"Always mentioning Crimson Cloth Church."

"Is this negotiation? It's clearly a threat!"

"Alas! Even if it's a threat, what can we do?"

"The Ji Family is strong, but its foundation is ultimately not comparable to the top cultivation sects that have been passed down for thousands of years!"

"In the end, they will have to back down."

"That's right! Even if the young prince of the Ji Family has extraordinary talent, he still needs time to grow."

"The best outcome tonight would be for the young prince to take the favor from Crimson Cloth Church and make money and leave."

"This deal is not bad, the Ji Family won't lose out!"

............

On the arena.

Luo Yuzhu saw this scene.

She didn't say anything.

Because there were no rules in the dark arena that prohibited private transactions.

As long as both parties agreed, it was allowed.

What was worth mentioning was that her gaze occasionally glanced in the direction of the Earth Profound Pavilion.

That look carried an incredible amount of respect and reverence!

............

In the Earth Profound Pavilion.

The girl in the feathered dress said seriously, resting her chin on her hand.

"Master."

"I think this deal is not bad."

"Ji Xiu should agree to it."

"Earning ten million for nothing."

"Plus a favor from Crimson Cloth Church."

"Where else can you find such a good deal?"

Hehe!

The mysterious woman chuckled lightly.

A touch of disdain appeared on her enchanting and cold face.

She lightly opened her red lips and said playfully.

"Xuan Yin."

"Do you really think Ji Xiu lacks those ten million gold coins?"

"And as for the favor from Crimson Cloth Church?"

"It's worth nothing!"

............

"Your Highness, the young prince."

"What do you think?"

Shen Nanfeng, with a smile on his face, asked Ji Xiu, who seemed to be thinking.

And from time to time, he looked at his prey - the Spirit Clan siblings.

His greedy and fiery gaze made Gu Yao feel uncomfortable all over.

She didn't know if Ji Xiu, the young prince of the Ji Family, was a good person.

But she knew that Shen Nanfeng definitely wasn't.

If she followed Ji Xiu.

Perhaps she didn't know what the future would be like.

But if Ji Xiu sold them to Shen Nanfeng.

She felt that her future with Gu Jian would definitely be extremely dark!

At this moment, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

Just then...

Ji Xiu seemed to have made up his mind.

He looked at Shen Nanfeng with a serious expression and spoke.

"I've made up my mind."

"But I, the prince, have a few questions for you."

Please go ahead!

Shen Nanfeng smiled faintly.

At the same time, the powerful figures in the Dark Arena all perked up their ears.

Hmm...

Ji Xiu nodded and then asked with interest.

"First, what kind of person are you, Shen Nanfeng?"

"Second, what does the Crimson Cloth Church mean to you?"

"Third, as a waste who only reached the Life Soil stage at the age of seventeen, what qualifications do you have to bark in front of me, the prince?"

"Lastly, do you think you deserve my favor?"

A calm voice.

Not light, not heavy.

But enough for everyone in the arena to hear clearly.

In that instant.

What could be seen was that the expressions on the faces of the adults in the arena were surprisingly consistent.

The adults of the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

The young masters and misses of the Kyoto aristocratic families.

The bosses of the underground forces in Kyoto.

...

They all widened their eyes, their mouths slightly agape, almost enough to fit an egg.

To publicly belittle the Crimson Cloth Church and the prince of the Crimson Cloth Church like this.

Is this Ji Family's young prince crazy?

"Puchi!!"

Even Luo Yuzhu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Ji Xiu, this kid is incredibly audacious!"

Yuhua Tian, the chief of the West Factory, also looked at this interesting scene with a playful expression while holding a teacup.

"Master, you were right!"

The girl in the feathered dress, Xuan Yin, looked at Ji Xiu with shining eyes.

Hehe!

The mysterious woman chuckled lightly, her beautiful eyes finding Ji Xiu more and more interesting.

...

"Ji...Xiu!!!"

"You...are...seeking...death!!!"

Shen Nanfeng looked at Ji Xiu with a gloomy expression, his voice full of resentment.

As soon as he finished speaking.

The old man in black clothes who had been standing behind Ji Xiu, with his eyes half-closed and an unremarkable appearance, looked up at him.

Just one glance made him feel as if he were in an icy cave.

An extremely cold chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He was frozen in place like ice, unable to move at all!

Not only him.

Even the guardians of the Crimson Cloth Church beside him were trembling all over!

At this moment, Shen Nanfeng suddenly realized that the old man behind Ji Xiu was an existence he couldn't afford to provoke!

"Ji Xiu!"

"Remember this!"

"Today, you have offended my Crimson Cloth Church."

"In the future, you will definitely regret it!"

Although he was very afraid.

Shen Nanfeng clenched his fists and remained defiant.

After all, as the prince of the Crimson Cloth Church, he couldn't tarnish the reputation of the Crimson Cloth Church.

"So this is called offending?"

Ji Xiu looked puzzled.

Then, he shook his head and said.

"Gu Yao, go get a chair for me."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao hesitated for a moment.

But she still obediently brought a chair from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

Just as everyone was wondering what Ji Xiu was up to.

Ji Xiu had already stood on the chair.

At this moment.

The three-year-old Ji Xiu was already as tall as seventeen-year-old Shen Nanfeng.

"What do you want?"

Shen Nanfeng gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

"Remember this!"

"This is what it means to offend!"

Ji Xiu's mouth curled up in a playful arc.

Then, he opened his palm, his arm like a bow.

Immediately, under the stunned gaze of everyone in the arena, he slapped Shen Nanfeng's face hard.

Snap!!

A crisp slap echoed.

Shen Nanfeng was sent flying like a cannonball, flying five zhang away...

He even rolled seven or eight times on the ground before finally stopping.

The air was filled with the sound of teeth with blood splatters, causing countless people to gasp in shock.

When Shen Nanfeng staggered to his feet, his left cheek was swollen like a pig's head, and three pieces of his teeth had been knocked out.

He felt dizzy and about to collapse.

"Master!"

The guardians of the Crimson Cloth Church shouted and quickly went forward to support the furious Shen Nanfeng.

He wanted to say something harsh again.

But when he saw the cold and murderous gaze of the old man in black clothes.

He immediately swallowed his words.

In the end, he only left two fleeing figures for the cultivators in the arena.

How boring!

Ji Xiu shook his head and said to Gu Yao and Gu Jian.

"I don't know what you guys are thinking."

"But tonight, the prince is satisfied!"

Gu Yao "......"

Gu Jian "!!!!"

After speaking, Ji Xiu turned around and left with Gu Yao and Gu Jian.

"Farewell, Your Highness!"

Luo Yuzhu smiled and bid farewell.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiu suddenly turned around and glanced at her slender legs...

He nodded thoughtfully and left.

He thought to himself that the beautiful legs described in novels were indeed not exaggerated.

Seeing this, Luo Yuzhu's stunning face flushed with a hint of red.

She spat lightly.

"You...you little hooligan!"