Chapter 146 The Great Emperor Retires and Opens a Small Shop! One Coin for an Imperial Weapon?
"Ding! Detected that host Ye Feng has experienced a hundred lifetimes of worldly life. Career experience progress: 100%! Causality depth: Endless!" "Since the host has seen all the splendor and grown weary of power, the 'True Great Perfection' ultimate retirement mode is now activated: Ye Family Village - Time Shop. Hint: The host's cultivation is no longer sealed, because there is nothing in this world that can seal the host. Current identity: A stingy shopkeeper at the village entrance, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, looking at everyone as if they owe him five dollars." "Current mission: Sell when you want, buy when you don't. Does the host wish to activate: Multiverse Exchange Mode, to let those rulers who have crossed planes understand that a bottle of soda here can exchange for half their lives?"
Ye Family Village, on the outskirts of Shanghai.
Time has passed, and this place is no longer the dilapidated mountain valley it once was, but has become a "primitive holy land" that is widely known throughout the myriad realms. But strangely, there is no ethereal aura or divine light emanating from it; instead, it is filled with the atmosphere of daily life.
Under the old, crooked tree at the village entrance, a crooked wooden sign hangs with four large characters written on it in ballpoint pen: "Time Shop".
Under the eaves, Ye Feng was lying on a creaking rattan chair, his face covered with an outdated copy of the "Shanghai Morning Post," and he was fanning himself with a tattered palm-leaf fan with a chipped edge.
On the counter were packs of spicy strips that cost five cents a bag, dusty marble soda, and several boxes of matches that had long been discontinued.
Who would have thought that in this dilapidated little shop, a box of matches could contain "Samadhi True Fire" powerful enough to incinerate a galaxy, and that basket of colorful glass marbles was actually the essence of a galaxy lord after being refined?
"Ali, saw that threshold down a bit more. Yesterday, that so-called successor of the 'Ancient Sacred Body' tripped over it when he came in and almost knocked down my soda stand. These young people nowadays are so clumsy." Ye Feng didn't even look up; his voice came from under the newspaper.
"Hehe, Captain... no, boss. That kid didn't trip; he was knocked unconscious by that rag by your door."
At this moment, Hu Yanli was wearing a loose white vest, shorts, and slippers, and was squatting at the door washing a chipped porcelain bowl.
That foot-wiping cloth was actually a "Zhu Xian Tu Lu" that Ye Feng had casually torn off back then.
"Boss, a young lady who arrived in a starship just now insisted on trading her star system's 'Eternal Energy Crystal' for a pack of 'Big Spicy Sticks'. I thought the stuff looked alright, so I traded it to her."
"You spendthrift!" Ye Feng flipped open the newspaper and glared at Hu Yanli. "Don't you know how much chaotic spiritual energy was contained in that bag of spicy sticks? That bag could have made her instantly become a Buddha. If we exchanged it for an energy crystal, wouldn't we have paid the electricity bill already?"
"Alright, next time I'll have her add two pieces of Imperial Gold!"
Just then, at the end of the path at the village entrance, space began to distort violently.
A massive, dark shadow, exuding an aura of decay and blotting out the sky, descended upon Ye Family Village with boundless destructive intent.
Those are "Epoch Terminators" from a higher dimension. They roam the void rifts, specifically seeking out planets rich in spiritual energy to harvest.
"Where is this place? Why can't I sense the aura of the Heavenly Dao?" The dark figure made a loud, grinding sound, its gaze sweeping across Ye Family Village before finally settling on Ye Feng at the entrance of the convenience store.
"Insects, who is the master of this place? Let them come out and offer up their essence, and I will grant you a swift death!"
The overwhelming sense of oppression caused all living things within a hundred miles to tremble instantly, and even the clouds in the sky were frightened into dispersing.
However, Ye Feng simply rolled over lazily and changed to a more comfortable position.
"Ali, it's so noisy. Go tell that guy in the black cloak that he has to pay a parking fee to enter the village. Also, don't block my sunbathing."
"Okay!"
Huyanli stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, looked up at the huge demonic shadow in the sky, and roared like thunder.
"Hey! You big guy! I'm talking to you! Didn't you see the sign? No-fly zone in Ye Family Village! Land right now and pay the parking fee! With your size, it's not too much to ask for a 'Primordial Purple Qi Pearl', is it?"
The Terminator paused for a moment, then burst into maniacal laughter powerful enough to shatter dimensions.
"A mere mortal with no spiritual power dares to charge me for parking? Destroy him!"
His large hand, covered with cracked star patterns, pressed down on the convenience store with the will to destroy the world.
This single strike is enough to instantly evaporate the entire Milky Way galaxy.
Ye Feng finally opened his eyes.
He stretched out the hand holding the palm-leaf fan and waved it gently into the air.
"Smack!"
It's like swatting an annoying fly.
In that instant, the previously rampaging and incomparably destructive hand abruptly stopped in mid-air. Then, the Terminator, a being capable of spanning epochs, was horrified to discover that its body was rapidly shrinking.
Ten thousand feet, a thousand feet, a hundred feet...
Finally, to the astonishment of all the villagers, the terrifying evil god transformed into a tiny plastic figure, no bigger than a palm, dressed in black, and fell onto the counter of the convenience store with a "thud."
"Perfect timing, I've sold out of Ultraman toys on this counter, so I'll use yours to make up the difference. Priced at two dollars and fifty cents, no bargaining."
Ye Feng casually shoved "Ultimate Evil God" onto the shelf, took out a pen, and drew a red circle on its forehead.
Deep in the void, those followers who had originally come with the evil god to get a share of the spoils were now so terrified that their souls were about to be burned out. They didn't even dare to look back and fled desperately towards the ends of the universe.
In less than ten minutes, Yejiacun Village returned to tranquility.
"Boss, should we take cash or spirit stones for those two dollars and fifty cents?" Hu Yanli asked, leaning closer.
"Nonsense, cash of course. This is a small business, and those spirit stones are so cheap that even Aunt Zhang next door would complain they're too heavy to use as table legs."
As they were talking, two streaks of light descended from the sky and landed at the shop entrance.
The newcomers were a man and a woman. The man was imposing and carried a broken sword on his back, while the woman was dressed in white, her eyes revealing a detached and aloof air, as if she had seen through the illusions of the world.
If outsiders were here, they would surely scream: "This is the 'Sword Emperor of No End' and the 'Holy Mother of Yaochi'!"
The two arrived at the shop entrance, their expressions extremely respectful, and bowed in unison to Ye Feng, who was reclining on a chair.
"Student Shen Wuzhong (Leng Yao) greets teacher."
These two were the very people Ye Feng had casually pointed out at the senior citizens' university and the civil affairs bureau, the "destined ones." Now they were the strongest in all realms, yet they still maintained that humility.
"Oh, it's you guys." Ye Feng opened his eyes a crack and peeked out. "Have you gotten the marriage certificate? How old is the child? He's still alive."
These words sounded rude and offensive, but the two powerful figures were filled with trepidation.
"Reporting to Master, we have become Daoist partners. We have come today to request a 'World-Stabilizing Divine Treasure' from you. Recently, evil spirits from the outer realms have been rampant, and we are finding it difficult to cope." Shen Wuzhong said, bowing his head.
"Want weapons?" Ye Feng pointed to the plastic bucket under the counter filled with scrap metal. "Choose one yourself. Take that rusty shovel over there, or this chipped kitchen knife. As for the consultation fee... give Ali two pounds of braised beef from Wang Ergou's next door, and that'll settle things."
Shen Wuzhong looked at the plastic bucket, his pupils contracting sharply.
In his eyes, that was nothing but scrap metal.
The shovel seemed to exude the primordial energy of creation; the cleaver, with a single movement, seemed capable of severing the river of time!
These are all legendary, supreme, forbidden artifacts!
"Thank you so much, teacher, for saving our lives!" The two bowed again and carefully took the shovel, as if holding the entire universe in their hands.
After they left, Ye Feng sighed.
"Young people these days are so impetuous. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss over a simple shovel?"
"Boss, you're too strong. You don't know the suffering in this world." Hu Yanli curled his lips.
As the sun sets, the evening glow paints Yejia Village in a golden-red hue.
The shop wasn't doing very well. Occasionally, a little kid from the village would come in with a dime to buy a sticky candy, and Ye Feng would patiently take the money and pat the kid on the forehead.
That touch was an extraordinary stroke of luck; this child is destined to conquer all realms in the future.
"Boss, they're here." Hu Yanli suddenly lowered his voice and shrank behind the counter.
Void fluctuations.
Three stunningly beautiful figures slowly approached.
Ning Rongrong wore an elegant cheongsam, exuding a noble air; Su Jiu'er wore a sexy leather outfit and even rode a modified hoverbike; Xiao Wu wore overalls and carried a huge milk tea bucket.
The three women's gazes pierced Ye Feng like knives.
"Ye Feng, your 'Time Capsule Shop' is quite charming, isn't it?" Ning Rongrong walked to the rattan chair, her slender fingers tracing the counter before finally stopping at the "Evil God Plastic Figurine." "I heard that yesterday you 'trimmed' an entire star system's civilization for this little thing?"
"That's because he affected the ecological environment of our village. I am an environmental ambassador," Ye Feng said righteously.
"Really? Then Your Majesty, look, I have a bill from the 'Moon Palace' here." Su Jiu'er pulled out a piece of paper radiating cold air from her bosom with a half-smile. "The Fairy Chang'e said that you owe her a box of 'Osmanthus Cake'. The note says: The ones made by Your Majesty are the most fragrant."
"Hiss—!" Ye Feng gasped. "That was...that was the after-sales service from that delivery! It was a free gift!"
"After-sales service, right?" Xiao Wu slammed the milk tea bucket on the counter with a loud thud. "And what about this? I found it in the back mountain, a jade pendant with the character 'Feng' engraved on it, and the owner's signature is 'Nine Netherworld Demoness from Another Realm.' Ye Feng, you've cast your net far enough, even to the outer realms?"
"Those are...those are spoils of war!"
"Still making things up?" The three goddesses stepped forward simultaneously.
In that instant, time and space seemed to freeze in the entire Ye Family Village.
Those powerful immortal kings and divine emperors who command respect in all directions would be terrified if they saw this scene.
"Ladies, let's talk this out. This is a place for business..."
"Doing business? Fine." Ning Rongrong sneered, took out a one-cent coin from her bag, and lightly flicked it on the counter. "For this one cent, I'll buy you. From now on, you are our 'personal sales assistant,' for... forever."
"Oh dear, this penny is too expensive!" Ye Feng complained, but he still managed to slip the coin into his pocket with ease.
"What? You think it's not enough?" Su Jiu'er lifted his chin, her eyes full of charm and threat.
"How could that be! This is called status! If Rongrong bought it, I'd sell it even for a penny!"
"That's more like it."
Ning Rongrong smiled gently and took Ye Feng's arm.
"Alright, stop pretending to be poor. Potian's caused trouble at home; he shot down one of the suns from the neighbor's Sun God's house. You'd better go back and deal with it. And while you're at it, make dinner. I want to eat your homemade steamed Dragon King's Whiskers."
"Alright! Let's go!"
Ye Feng deftly put away his palm-leaf fan and shouted to Hu Yanli behind the counter, "Ali! Close the shop! My value has skyrocketed today, I'm taking a day off!"
"Alright, Captain!"
Under the envious yet teasing gaze of the villagers.
The Great Emperor Ye, who once held sway over the birth and death of all things and made all the heavens kneel before him, was now as obedient as a follower, carrying trash in his left hand and milk tea for his wife in his right. The family of four (plus the laborer Hu Yanli behind them) disappeared at the end of the path in the setting sun.
I am Ye Feng. I can annihilate an era with a single palm strike, and I can also write the history of the mortal world with a single stroke. On this long journey, I have been a driver, a doctor, a principal, a deliveryman... but my favorite profession is still this moment, the ordinary husband 'bought out' by three goddesses. What is invincibility in all the heavens, what is immortality? None of it can compare to a bowl of hot soup at home, and that smile that will never fade.
Under the star-studded night sky, in the eternal tranquility of Ye Family Village, Ye Feng's mortal era came to an end, but it will continue eternally in another, more splendid time and space.
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