Lei Lieās words stunned a few members of the Divine Monkey Tribe.
But at this moment, only Feng Wuchen knows how to forge space rings, and if they want space rings, they have to plead with Feng Wuchen.
"Do we really have to beg him?" The tribesmen were both helpless and frustrated, with a million unwilling thoughts in their hearts.
Lei Lieās expression was extremely grim, clenching his teeth, his fists tightly gripping.
"Space artifacts are already rare and scarce. Such a powerful space ring has never appeared in the entire Seven Divine Realms. Being able to do something for the Divine Monkey Tribe cannot be disappointed by the Clan Leader. Moreover, the Clan Leader has given a strict order: if we donāt bring back the space ring and he finds out weāve offended that brat, our lives will be on the line!" Lei Lie said gloomily, and despite his great reluctance, he still stepped forward.
"Leader, donāt scare us. Without the space ring, the Clan Leader wouldnāt kill us." The tribesmen were all frightened to the core, their previous arrogance replaced by fear.
In their panic, the Divine Monkey tribesmen hurriedly chased after him.
"Young Master Dust! Young Master Dust!"
Lei Lieās grim face instantly turned into a bright smile, as if a grandson meeting his grandfather, continuously calling out, and the Divine Monkey tribesmen followed suit.
"Young Master Dust, theyāre catching up," Tian Sha transmitted.
A slight cold smile appeared on Feng Wuchenās lips as he ignored them completely, pretending not to hear.
"Young Master Dust, we were blind before, not recognizing your true appearance. We realize our mistake and certainly offended you. Please do not hold it against us," Lei Lie caught up, full of smiles, admitting fault.
"Thatās right, Young Master Dust, we realize our mistake. Please give us a chance!"
"Young Master Dust, we acted like dogs that donāt recognize the worth of others. It was entirely our fault. We humbly ask for your forgiveness."
"Young Master Dust, we shouldnāt have acted so arrogant and presumptuous in front of you. Youāre magnanimous; we hope youāll overlook our faults."
The Divine Monkey tribesmen also admitted their mistakes, ignoring the surprised and mocking glances from the people on the street.
Feng Wuchenās expression didnāt change at all, as if he hadnāt seen Lei Lie and the others.
"Young Master Dust, youāre magnanimous. Please forgive us this once..."
Lei Lie and others pleaded from one end of the street to the other, continuously admitting fault and begging, just like monkeys performing tricks.
Unfortunately, Feng Wuchen completely ignored them, treating them as if they were air.
"Young Master Dust, say something," Lei Lie urged anxiously, his inner fury growing stronger.
If they didnāt need Feng Wuchenās help, Lei Lie would have wanted to instantly eliminate Feng Wuchen, tearing him into pieces.
"Young Master Dust, spare us this once. We know we were wrong."
"Young Master Dust, if we donāt bring back the space ring, the Clan Leader will kill us. Please, just save our lives."
"Young Master Dust, please save us, weāll kneel and kowtow to you!"
The Divine Monkey tribesmen became more panicked and anxious, eventually kneeling in front of Feng Wuchen in front of all the cultivators on the street.
"Have mercy, Young Master Dust!" Lei Lie knelt down as well, having no other idea but to bow.
Seeing the pitiful look on Lei Lieās group, Feng Wuchen coldly said, "I canāt help you."
Leaving a cold phrase behind, Feng Wuchen flew into the air towards the Wushuang Divine Palace.
Lei Lie and the others were dumbfounded, staring in disbelief as Feng Wuchen flew away.
They never imagined that after admitting and apologizing along the entire street, kneeling and prostrating in front of so many people, Feng Wuchen would still ignore them.
"Leader, that brat is too arrogant, isnāt he? He doesnāt even take us seriously!"
"Bastard! Weāve apologized to him, what more does he want?"
"Iām infuriated! Leader! We canāt let that brat get away! We should kill him!"
The Divine Monkey tribesmen were boiling with rage, feeling their innards turning over violently.
Lei Lieās face twisted, his muscles twitching intensely, an uncontrollable killing intent erupting as he glared at Feng Wuchen in the sky like a venomous snake.
"The news about the space ring has already spread to the Main God Realm, and now numerous factions are coming to the Star Soul Realm. We canāt kill him! Wu Hao will definitely suspect us if the news reaches the Main God Realm. Wouldnāt that make our Divine Monkey Tribe enemies of all major factions?" Lei Lie gritted his teeth angrily, holding back his overwhelming fury.
"Then what do we do? That brat simply refuses to help us," a tribesman exclaimed anxiously.
"Everyone fears death! I donāt believe that brat doesnāt either! Now that heās leaving the Merchant City, weāll beat him until heās willing to help us. If not, weāll threaten to cripple his cultivation! Chase after him! Donāt let him escape!" Lei Lie said viciously, immediately launching into the sky with the other tribesmen in pursuit.
With the cultivation of a Three-Star Divine Monarch, Lei Lie was fully confident he could crush Feng Wuchen.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In a matter of minutes, intense sonic booms rang out, and in a few blinks, six or seven silhouettes intercepted Feng Wuchen.
"Young Master Dustās guess was indeed correct, they really did make a move," Tian Sha transmitted.
With cold eyes fixed on Lei Lie and the others, Feng Wuchen remained expressionless.
"Brat, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! We spoke nicely, yet you showed no response, refusing a face-saving gesture. Donāt blame me for being ruthless!" Lei Lie warned coldly, each word filled with chilling killing intent.
"Is that so?" Feng Wuchen replied coldly.
"Iāll give you one more chance, will you help us forge the space ring or not?" Lei Lie threatened, his voice ice-cold.
"Dream on," Feng Wuchen coldly responded.
"Courting death!" Lei Lie roared with fury, unable to endure any longer. The terrifying power of the Three-Star Divine Monarch erupted as he charged at Feng Wuchen, attacking with relentless force.
"Who will die is still uncertain!" Feng Wuchen replied coldly, rapidly retreating.
"Divine Domain!"
"Buzz, buzz!"
With a powerful shout, Feng Wuchen activated the Divine Domain, simultaneously unleashing the power of the Divine Element and the Supreme Physique Third Stage. The Kylin battle armor, Sky-devouring Python battle armor, and Dragon God Fist gauntlets were summoned simultaneously, the surging power erupting like a volcano, instantly elevating Feng Wuchenās combat strength to the level of a Three-Star Divine Monarch.
"Three-Star Divine Monarch! And three Divine Artifacts... How... How is this possible!" Lei Lieās eyes nearly fell out from shock.
"This brat actually increased his combat strength by two stars! His aura is even stronger than the leaderās!"
"Divine Artifact! This brat actually has a Divine Artifact! And a Ninth Order Divine Artifact! Am I seeing things?"
"Is this brat a monster? How could he boost his combat strength by two stars? Where did he get so many Divine Artifacts?"
The Divine Monkey tribesmen were stunned and shell-shocked, their hearts pounding violently.
Cold sweat dripped down Lei Lieās back as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in terror, staring woodenly at Feng Wuchen, feeling enveloped by a dangerous aura, now regretting provoking Feng Wuchen.