Li Yi’s Five-Colored Fist was incredibly dazzling, dangerously sharp as it was condensed from Tao Skills, and he managed to concentrate five strokes in one breath, coupled with the Dragon and Tiger Power. Such a punch was enough to render him invincible among opponents of the same level. Before him, this Divine Blood Warrior named Dong Chong was indeed powerful and extraordinary, but in terms of combat strength, he was still a notch below Li Yi. Even though he unleashed that ancient power hidden within his Divine Blood, it couldn’t overshadow the brilliance of this punch. The phantom of that Divine figure was pierced through by the light of the Five-Colored Fist, and Dong Chong’s impregnable Divine Blood body suffered heavy injuries in that moment. The Five-Colored Fist forcibly tore through his flesh, shattered his bones, pierced through his body, and its aftershock transformed into a red light that traversed Beihuai City, slashed through the night sky, and vanished at the horizon. In the aftermath of such a severe blow, Dong Chong’s purple blood spurted out. His tall and robust body felt as if it had lost all strength, crashing helplessly to the ground, even his consciousness fading at that moment. Despite a gaping wound tearing open his chest, he still hadn’t died; the life force of the Divine Blood Warrior was too tenacious, enabling him to survive even with grievous injuries. However, the victory was decided. Li Yi stood with clenched fists, coldly staring at the fallen body of the Divine Blood Warrior. He had to admit, the Divine Blood Warriors of this world were indeed formidable, able to contend with him to this extent relying only on their physical bodies and the ancient strength within their bloodline. If these Divine Blood Warriors were given more years to grow, they could definitely stand shoulder to shoulder with Great Demons, Three Flowers, Mahayana Realm, and other powerful figures in the future. And that was not the limit of Divine Blood. The end of their road leads to the Divine. Thinking of this, he strode towards the fallen Dong Chong. "Won, it’s Da Yi who won, the opponent’s Divine Blood Warrior has been defeated." At this moment, the servants and guests of the Xiu Xiang household nearby cheered at the sight, excited by the powerful strength Li Yi had displayed. "Da Yi, take his head, hang it at the door, and warn those Merchant Lords," shouted some guests. This unknown barbaric custom seemed to delight in hanging the enemy’s head on the door. "Capture him, sell him to the Slave Master. A Divine Blood Warrior is worth at least ten thousand gold, which can make up for your losses, Da Yi," suggested another guest. And that was to sell Dong Chong. Hearing this, Li Yi’s expression changed. This seemed like a good idea. Killing him seemed wasteful; selling him as a slave for ten thousand gold was indeed a good opportunity. Ten thousand gold could be exchanged for one hundred Red Gold, and one hundred Red Gold had terrifying purchasing power, capable of acquiring many treasures and even forging Divine Weapons. In this world, Red Gold was extremely valuable. Li Yi now had empty hands and not a coin to his name, indeed he needed wealth. "Kill, or sell?" He quickly arrived next to Dong Chong, then looked down at the unconscious man. Although vengeance was satisfying, adults often consider the gains and losses. Killing could only bring momentary satisfaction; selling him as a slave seemed a better choice. Yet just as he contemplated. Li Yi’s expression shifted, looking towards a collapsed and ruined mansion nearby. At that moment, a middle-aged man in exquisite clothing, his face not looking well, came rushing over with two burly guards. Although that middle-aged man had no particular strength, the physical fitness of the people in this world was nonetheless impressive. Though he was a Merchant Master, he ran as though a strong wind blew by, not slow at all. "Da Yi, wait, wait," The Merchant Lord Liehou ran over, his eyes showing fear and respect when he looked at Li Yi. However, when he saw the bloody and unconscious Dong Chong, he showed urgency. He could tell Dong Chong wasn’t dead, and if taken back and nursed for a while, this Divine Blood Warrior could stand once again. But now, he had lost the right to speak, and Dong Chong’s survival depended on this Da Yi before him. "Merchant Lord Liehou, you despicable man, you actually let a Divine Blood Warrior attack our lord’s esteemed guest at night. When our lord returns, he will definitely seek revenge on you," the old servant angrily rebuked. But the Merchant Lord Liehou was unmoved, his gaze fixed on Da Yi. Here, only this Divine Blood Warrior could decide everything, not a house servant from Xiu Xiang’s family. "Do you want to die too?" At this moment, Li Yi glared at him, his murderous intent unabated. He knew the one lying on the ground was just a henchman, but the one before him was the mastermind. "I am the Merchant Lord Liehou of Beihuai City. Today’s incident was my fault. I am willing to compensate for everything that happened today; I hope Da Yi will give me this opportunity," the Merchant Lord Liehou steadied himself and then said seriously. "No matter how much gold, as long as it can save Dong Chong’s life, it will do." Li Yi stared at him, understanding his intention. He wanted to lose money to avoid disaster. Li Yi’s mind then moved slightly. He was considering whether or not to give the other party such an opportunity. After all, selling this Divine Blood Warrior to the Slave Master was still a sale; letting him redeem Dong Chong back might earn even more money. Moreover, Li Yi indeed needed Red Gold. Not only could it be exchanged for a vast amount of cultivation resources, but it could also forge Divine Weapons. He wanted to see what level of Tao Artifact Tu Daoist could forge if he obtained a sum of Red Gold, which would greatly help him improve his future strength. "Merchant Lord Liehou, merely exchanging this Divine Blood Warrior’s life is not enough; how much gold do you think your life is worth to ransom back?" Li Yi moved his foot, and the distance of dozens of meters disappeared instantly. "My lord, be careful." The two warriors beside Merchant Lord Liehou realized that Da Yi was about to take action, and immediately roared, rushing out, attempting to use their bodies to block him. Even knowing they were no match for Da Yi, their loyalty did not allow them to retreat at this moment. "Get out of the way." However, Li Yi merely raised his hand. A True Dragon, carrying a terrifying force, crashed through, and with a single blow, the two guards were immediately blasted away by this terrifying power, their strong bodies shattered into several pieces at that moment. Without being a Divine Blood Warrior, one could not withstand Li Yi’s Dragon and Tiger Power at all. Li Yi’s figure appeared, already grabbing Merchant Lord Liehou by the neck and lifting him directly. Under the powerful force, this merchant lord could not resist at all, only struggling powerlessly, his face flushed red, even able to hear the sound of his own bones being slowly crushed. At this moment, Liehou understood Da Yi’s intention. Not only was Dong Chong’s life in his hands, but even his own life was in his hands. If he wished, after today, there would be no Merchant Lord Liehou in Beihuai City. "I am the Merchant Lord of Beihuai City. Within Beihuai City, you do not have the right to kill a Merchant Lord; only the City Lord can take a Merchant Lord’s life. This is the iron law, even if you are a Divine Blood Warrior, you cannot violate it. If Da Yi kills me, then he violates the iron law and must have his life taken." At this time, Merchant Lord Liehou hurriedly spat out these words from his throat. "Is that so? But you underestimate my methods. If I wish, I can ensure that you die seven days, or even ten days later," Li Yi said coldly. He didn’t doubt the merchant lord’s words. After all, Beihuai City is so large; without rules, chaos would have erupted, and order maintained. But he is a cultivator, and killing someone afterward is a simple matter. "You...you know shamanic methods?" Merchant Lord Liehou now showed fear in his eyes. If he really were to die in a few days, then even the Beihuai City Lord couldn’t trouble this Da Yi. Li Yi hadn’t heard of it; he just stared at him, silent. Merchant Lord Liehou dared not gamble, unwilling to stake his life or the life of the Divine Blood Warrior that Da Yi wouldn’t act, as the price of losing was too great. Right now, he could only pay a heavy ransom to have Da Yi spare him. But how much gold is suitable? A Divine Blood Warrior could be sold for at least ten thousand gold to a slave master, but for a Divine Blood Warrior of Dong Chong’s caliber, at least twenty to thirty thousand gold. And as the Merchant Lord of Beihuai City, his life was worth at least ten thousand gold. "Fifty, fifty thousand gold. I’ll offer fifty thousand gold to buy mine and Dong Chong’s life. What do you think?" He spoke without hesitation, naming the highest price he had ever offered in his life. Even for him, gathering this sum required a significant sacrifice. After all, a merchant can’t store all the gold at home; most is in the form of goods, as only this way more gold can be earned. Li Yi at this moment glanced at the elderly servant not far away. Unfamiliar with the local trade, he’d have to seek others’ opinions. The elderly servant, somewhat shrewd with age, immediately understood Da Yi’s intention and stepped forward, saying, "Merchant Lord Liehou, although fifty thousand gold is enough to buy the life of a Divine Blood Warrior and a Merchant Lord, my lord’s residence was damaged, and the esteemed guest was disturbed. To quell this conflict, you must offer at least an additional thirty thousand gold." Eighty thousand gold, is it? Liehou thought he might as well die. To part with eighty thousand gold meant he couldn’t be a merchant lord anymore. But if he disagreed today, he would certainly be killed by Da Yi. After a brief thought, Liehou gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, eighty it is." He made a promise, showing his determination to pay the sum. Breaking the promise would mean he was as good as dead in this world. "Whether your compensation is accepted depends on the esteemed guest’s will. If the guest does not accept, Liehou, your survival today remains doubtful," the elderly servant respectfully addressed Li Yi. At this moment, Li Yi’s murderous intent slightly abated, and he casually flung Liehou away, "I’ll give you three days to bring the gold; otherwise, it is a breach of promise." "Understood." Liehou had no choice and once again made a promise. "Leave now. You should be grateful your accumulated wealth is enough to buy your lives," Li Yi said. He ultimately chose to spare them in exchange for the gold. Liehou dared not say more, hurried to Dong Chong’s side, carried the injured, unconscious Divine Blood Warrior, and quickly ran toward a direction in Beihuai City. "He’s going to find medical help to treat the Divine Blood Warrior," the elderly servant commented, adding, "He made a promise, and within three days, the gold will be delivered. This is the conduct expected of a Merchant Lord."