Beautiful CEO's Top Martial Expert-Chapter 2053 - 2051: Taking It All

The Son of Wind looked at Xiao Yifeng and, with a cold shout, acknowledged that his strength had now advanced to the Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level. With a deeper understanding of the Power of Wind, he was even more confident in handling Xiao Yifeng.

"Then let me see just how much your strength has improved!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at the Son of Wind with a hint of a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Feng Xie focused his gaze on Xiao Yifeng, a light flickering in his eyes. However, he did not continue to act this time; instead, he stood aside, watching.

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, a rumbling echoed through the valley, followed by several beams of light shooting out.

Soon after, a rich and fragrant aroma spread out, making everyone feel at ease as their Spiritual Power surged.

Xiao Yifeng and the others all turned their gaze toward it, seeing two Spirit Fruits appearing in the void above.

The two Spirit Fruits sparkled with a brilliant glow, being two Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits, brimming with concentrated energy.

"Ninth-grade Spirit Fruit!"

Upon seeing these two Spirit Fruits, the expressions of those present changed slightly, particularly the Son of Wind and Bei Pengyu, although Feng Lin and Feng Xie remained comparatively calm.

For the Wind Clan, one of the Eight Ancient Clans, while the Ninth-grade Spirit Fruit was precious and rare, obtaining it wasn’t an issue. After all, the Eight Ancient Clans have existed for hundreds of thousands of years. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The accumulation of cultivation resources over such a long and rich history is unimaginable.

Outside, those rare Spirit Fruits, Spiritual Medicines, Spirit Stones, and Spirit Crystals are nothing to the disciples of these Eight Ancient Clans.

However, it was different for Bei Pengyu and the Son of Wind. Although their forces were strong, they couldn’t easily obtain even a single Ninth-grade Spirit Fruit.

Even if their Sect had Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits, they wouldn’t give them to them. They were reserved for the Elders and high-ranking members of the Sect Families, as they hadn’t yet achieved the qualifications to consume them.

Therefore, upon seeing these two Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits, both the Son of Wind and Bei Pengyu had eyes flashing with excitement and greed, clearly intending to make a move on the two Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits.

Bang! Bang!

However, at this moment, two more booming sounds reverberated, and two dazzling beams of light shot skyward once again, as two terrifying auras spread.

In the void above the valley, two brilliant beams of light faded, revealing two items suspended in the air.

A long lance and a cyan suit of armor!

The lance was covered with obscure and indecipherable runes, emanating a sacred and fearful aura, with the shaft swathed in a dense Power of Wind.

The armor was a cyan suit, similarly covered with various obscure runes and patterns, radiating a strong and holy aura.

"Divine Lance, Sacred Armor!"

Upon seeing these two items, the Son of Wind’s eyes narrowed, exclaiming in shock.

The spear was indeed a genuine Divine Weapon, while the armor was a Top-grade Sacred Artifact, just one step away from becoming a Divine Weapon.

But these defensive weapons are even rarer than offensive ones, and a Top-grade Sacred Arctifact level defensive armor’s preciousness can rival that of a Divine Weapon.

Even Feng Lin and Feng Xie could not remain calm, as even within their Eight Ancient Clans, a Divine Lance and Top-grade Sacred Artifact level defensive armor are exceptionally rare treasures.

Such weapons are scarce, and these two were obviously Wind-type Weapons, specifically suitable for Martial Artists who cultivate the Power of Wind, significantly enhancing their combat capabilities.

For Martial Artists who cultivate the Power of Wind to obtain these two weapons would mean a more perfect mastery and execution of their capabilities, elevating their strength.

This was something very attractive and tempting for Feng Xie and Feng Lin.

Naturally, it was just as alluring for Bei Pengyu and the Son of Wind, as they also cultivated the Power of Wind.

Two Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits, one Divine Lance, one Top-grade Sacred Artifact defensive armor.

These four items, any one of them, are extremely precious and rare treasures, and if shown outside, would be enough to incite a scramble among Nirvana Realm and Life and Death Realm strong ones.

These are clearly treasures left by that Dominator who mastered the Law of Wind.

"I want the lance and the armor, you can keep the rest!"

Feng Xie stepped forward in an overly dominant manner.

"Why should you get them?"

The Son of Wind immediately voiced his discontent, as he desired both the Top-grade Sacred Artifact armor and the Divine Lance equally.

He would have been satisfied getting just one, but Feng Xie wanted them both, naturally irking him greatly, releasing the aura of a Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level.

Bei Pengyu’s brow furrowed slightly, his eyes flickering coldly, similarly releasing the aura of a Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level, clearly also longing for these two weapons.

"What? Want to snatch them from me?"

Feng Xie looked at the two with a disdainful snort, releasing a terrifying aura approaching Nirvana Realm from the Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level.

This aura emerged and instantly suppressed the aura of both the Son of Wind and Bei Pengyu.

Although the three were all experts at Divine Soul Realm Ninth Level, the two of them had only recently advanced to the Ninth Level, while Feng Xie was just a step away from the Nirvana Realm.

His aura was naturally stronger, completely suppressing theirs.

As they felt the terrifying aura Feng Xie emitted, both the Son of Wind and Bei Pengyu’s expressions changed subtly.

Standing aside, Feng Lin’s demeanor was indifferent, neither speaking nor having any intention to compete.

At this moment, Feng Xie directly rushed towards the two major weapons, evidently intending to seize both the Divine and Sacred Artifacts.

Meanwhile, the Son of Wind and Bei Pengyu dashed toward the two Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits; since they couldn’t have the Sacred and Divine Weapons, they naturally aimed to acquire the Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits.

"I just want to say, have you forgotten about me? Is it okay to overlook my existence like this?"

Xiao Yifeng’s voice rang out, his arms crossed, a playful expression on his face as he looked at the three.

Immediately, Feng Xie, the Son of Wind, and Bei Pengyu’s gazes all turned to Xiao Yifeng, eyes flashing peculiarly.

"Kid, what’s that supposed to mean? You planning to fight me over these two weapons?"

Feng Xie’s gaze fixed intently on Xiao Yifeng, a cold aura emanating from him.

"No, I plan to take both Spirit Fruits, the Divine Lance, and the Sacred Armor!"

Xiao Yifeng said calmly, as if discussing something very simple.

Upon hearing Xiao Yifeng’s words, the expressions of the three men changed immediately, becoming extremely unpleasant. Their eyes filled with anger, and even Bei Pengyu’s brow was tightly knit, his face ice-cold, staring at Xiao Yifeng with a glint of hostility.

"Kid, are you courting death?"

The Son of Wind’s gaze fixed on Xiao Yifeng, coldly snapping.