Chapter 479: Forging Two Sacred Artifacts for Fun

When Ye Feng saw the newly built city, he was also surprised. Cent City was now completely different from any other city in the Divine Realm. Since the robots he purchased came from the planet Taikrolegi, he had overlooked their intelligence level. The initial instructions were merely to repair the city walls and fix the damaged houses. As a result, the city walls turned into space fortresses, and the originally three-story houses became buildings over 300 stories high. Even more astonishingly, the simple bluestone bricks were replaced with special alloys that resembled smooth marble. Most ironically, the city lord’s mansion became the most luxurious building, evolving from a regular structure with a square courtyard into a towering spire thousands of meters high. This was no longer just repairs—it was a complete reconstruction of the city…

Ye Feng suddenly remembered that, fearing a shortage of materials, the storage rings given to those robots indeed contained enough to build such a city. He just didn’t expect them to use up all the materials diligently.

“Well, aside from the lack of vehicles or similar modes of transport, it looks like a complete technology city,” Ye Feng said, shaking his head in exasperation. Yet, he was relieved that all the residents were satisfied with the current situation.

In just one month, Cent City, which had always had a sparse population, saw a significant influx of outsiders. In the past, due to its strategic location, Cent City had always attracted many people. But after being conquered by magical beasts, few passed by. Even those who did stop by would only rest briefly before leaving immediately, never staying long.

Yet over this month, those who had originally just passed by couldn’t resist settling down, showing just how charming the city had become. Moreover, those who dared to wander in an area with such dense magical beasts were mostly extremely powerful, belonging to the rank of Imperial Gods or above.

Ye Feng didn’t expel them either, as Cent City’s population was indeed too small. A city of the first level had a population smaller than that of a third-level town—nearly nine out of ten houses were empty. Seeing this, Ye Feng thought of another idea. Besides making money through auctions, he could indeed sell houses to earn income. In fact, that’s exactly what the main cities did—those who wanted to settle down had to buy houses. But inside the main cities, there were hardly any vacant houses left.

Currently, Ye Feng’s Domain Value in his fourth domain was only around sixty billion left, which he deemed completely insufficient. He needed more divine crystals and treasures to exchange for Domain Value in order to get what he wanted. With this in mind, Ye Feng issued a separate order: all those who had decided to settle down should find a house to live in and then obtain a residence permit according to their numbers. Those who failed to get the residence permit in time would have to pay to buy a house. Starting from the next day, any outsiders who wanted to settle down would also have to pay for a residence permit, with the average price being one-tenth of that in the main city. There were two ways to get a discount on the residence permit: first, for those at the level of Emperor God or above, the price could be discounted based on their cultivation level—90% off for Emperor God level, 80% off for Divine Emperor level, and 70% off for Ancestral God level. Second, those willing to sign a long-term residence agreement could get a 10% discount, which could be combined with the previous discounts.

The outsiders secretly smiled to themselves—thankfully, they had arrived in time and got a house for free. Even if it was only one-tenth the price of the main city, it was still quite high. In the main city, even the best houses required at least ten thousand top-grade divine crystals. Even ordinary houses needed hundreds of top-grade divine crystals, which amounted to hundreds of thousands of lower-grade divine crystals.

By reducing the price to one-tenth, it still meant tens of thousands of lower-grade divine crystals. Converted into Domain Value, that was tens of millions. One house could exchange for tens of millions of Domain Value—what about hundreds of billions of houses? It should be noted that a second-tier city in the Divine Realm was larger than the total land area of Earth, not to mention first-tier cities, which were at least ten times larger than second-tier cities. Hundreds of Earth-sized areas could accommodate hundreds of billions of people without feeling crowded. However, the Divine Realm also had limits on city tiers and population—third-tier cities could have no more than one billion people, second-tier cities no more than ten billion, first-tier cities no more than one trillion, while the standard population for the main city was one trillion. Of course, this figure referred to those who settled there; it did not include transient or temporary residents.

Although Ye Feng’s city had the size of a first-tier city, it was actually a second-tier city and could only accommodate one billion people. Yet selling one hundred billion houses meant hundreds of trillions of lower-grade divine crystals, which, when converted into Domain Value, represented an even more terrifying scale.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng became even more eager.

But to sell a house, one must make people aware of the location. An auction is a great opportunity for that. As early as a month ago, Ye Feng informed several city lords and elders he knew, telling them that a grand auction would be held there, including the auction of sacred artifacts. He asked them to invite their relatives and friends to attend. He also bribed some information spreaders to circulate the news that there would be an auction of sacred artifacts in City Sent.

Given the vastness of the Divine Realm, it took over a month just to allow those who were far away to arrive. Ye Feng looked at the giant auction hall covering hundreds of kilometers and appeared full of confidence.

With a week left before the scheduled start of the auction, Ye Feng planned to use these days to prepare the auction items. He contacted the threeBeastmaster kings again. The three appeared before Ye Feng in an instant.

“You’ve emerged from seclusion—your strength has grown so fast! In just thirty days, you’ve risen from the peak of an Imperial God to the peak of a Divine Emperor?” Zi Jin was surprised upon seeing Ye Feng.

“I sense a change in your aura. Have you begun to comprehend a law?” You Ming, being a woman, was most sensitive to details. Hearing this, Zi Jin and Mo Luo asked in unison, “What law?”

“The Destruction Law of the Thunder element,” Ye Feng replied briefly. He knew well that only geniuses could achieve even a partial mastery of a law after millions of years, so he mentioned only one.

“No way—did you choose such a difficult one from the start?” Zi Jin showed sympathy, while Mo Luo hesitated to speak. You Ming, with her face covered by a mask, gave no visible reaction.

“The Destruction Law is the hardest to master among the Thunder elements. It’s already impressive to grasp the first layer after millions of years. Why didn’t you choose something simpler?” You Ming couldn’t help but ask. “To ascend to the Sacred Realm without being bullied, one must at least master the third layer of a law. Those with average aptitude would likely need tens of millions of years, while those with superior aptitude would need at least three to four million years.”

“But you do have an advantage—the second layer of the Destruction Law is likely as powerful as the third layer of other laws. After all, it’s the law with the strongest offensive power, unmatched by any other law,” Mo Luo reassured him.

“It’s okay. I’m not in a hurry,” Ye Feng said with a smile.

“What do you need us for this time?” Zi Jin also didn’t want to upset Ye Feng. In his view, Ye Feng had chosen the wrong law to begin with, so any further advice was unnecessary.

“Someone has contacted me about the Transformation Pill; it will be sold at the auction. Three hundred bottles is more than enough. I just need to wait for the auction to start next week.” Of course, Ye Feng wouldn’t reveal that he was the seller—otherwise, the three would keep pestering him. “Weren’t you guys also saying you had a lot of stuff to get rid of? And for your subordinates, help them auction off whatever they have.”
“There indeed are quite a few items we no longer need. I’ll go sort them out and bring them to you tomorrow,” came the eerie voice from beneath the mask.
“I need to sort mine out too,” Mo Luo nodded.
“I’ll organize mine and then ask those brats if they have anything to sell,” Zi Jin also nodded in agreement.
Ye Feng watched the three leave before turning and entering the Liuluan Hall. He threw a pile of sacred artifact fragments into the giant cauldron and began the refining process. “I’ll refine two sacred artifacts to sell—this must yield a huge profit!”