"You were just hit by my Tiger Shaking the World! How could you still perform Qinggong!"

Yang Qinghu fell to the ground, clutching his severed arm, his face pale. His eyes were locked tightly on Luo Feng as he demanded harshly.

He couldn't understand how Luo Feng, caught in his sneak attack, could still dodge his Palm Gang in mid-air.

Luo Feng walked step by step towards Yang Qinghu, his gaze cold and proud. "I was injured by you? Aren't you a little too confident?"

Yang Qinghu's face stiffened. He scrutinized Luo Feng carefully and exclaimed in dawning fear, "You're not injured! Then what happened just now?"

"You mean this?"

Luo Feng grinned and tapped his foot on the ground.

Before Yang Qinghu's shocked eyes, Luo Feng's body suddenly flipped over in mid-air, appearing identical to how he had looked when struck by the explosion!

THUD!

Luo Feng spun in the air and landed gracefully, looking at Yang Qinghu with a smile. "Understand now? I just used Qinggong at the instant the Yuan Qi exploded to feign injury. I didn't expect you to be so gullible and fall for it so easily."

GASP!

Yang Qinghu stared at Luo Feng, unable to stop himself from sucking in a sharp breath. For the first time, a look of genuine fear appeared on his face.

His Tiger Shaking the World could hide Yuan Qi underground, then detonate it beneath an enemy's feet to cause injury.

Generally, even detecting hidden Yuan Qi was incredibly difficult. Once a Martial Artist sensed it, they would immediately choose to leave the blast radius.

To seize the very instant the Yuan Qi erupted, use Qinggong, and feign injury like Luo Feng had done—Yang Qinghu had never even heard of such a thing!

Just how terrifying is this guy's spiritual perception!

Yang Qinghu watched Luo Feng steadily approach, swallowed hard, and a self-deprecating look filled his eyes.

He had originally intended to ambush his opponent, but he never expected his own scheme to be turned against him, forcing him to taste his own medicine. What a profound irony.

His gaze flickered. Yang Qinghu clenched his teeth and, ignoring the excruciating pain from his severed arm, mustered all his Yuan Qi and dashed away.

"Kid, I won't let this go! I, Yang Qinghu, swear here and now: once my injuries heal, I'll hunt you to the ends of the earth and tear you limb from limb!"

To think he'd been defeated by a mere mid-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist! Yang Qinghu was filled with shame and fury. After fleeing several hundred meters, he turned his head and roared, "But the sight that met his eyes made him pause, stunned.

The desolate wilderness was empty; there was no trace of Luo Feng.

"I'm afraid you won't have that chance," a cold voice suddenly said from beside him.

Yang Qinghu's face stiffened. He turned his head and saw Luo Feng's icy smile.

"Skyfall Thunder!"

Luo Feng's Yuan Qi surged. The Fury Flame Knife tore through the air, and a chilling blade light whizzed out.

The blade light was unbelievably fast, its friction with the air even generating tiny sparks of electricity.

SHLICK!

Yang Qinghu had no time to react. A cold glint flashed before his eyes, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

"You're so ruthless..."

Yang Qinghu stared fixedly at Luo Feng, uttering his last words. His body then split in two at the neck wound, falling to the ground and rolling a good distance away.

Luo Feng stopped and glanced at Yang Qinghu's corpse.

In a direct confrontation, his chances of killing this man would only have been about fifty to sixty percent. After all, his opponent was a peak Ninth Heavenly Court Realm master, his Cultivation two levels higher. However, his opponent had been too clever for his own good, assuming Luo Feng was injured. That carelessness led to his demise on the spot.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng sheathed the Fury Flame Knife and turned to walk back.

The lean Martial Artist sat dumbfounded on the ground, his mouth agape, seemingly still reeling from the shock.

Yang Qinghu, leader of the Azure Blood Four Tigers and a dignified peak master of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, had actually been slain by someone merely at the mid-stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm! If word of this got out, hardly anyone would believe it. This was undoubtedly a case of defeating someone of a higher level—and two whole levels higher at that!

"Don't kill me..."

Seeing Luo Feng approach, the lean Martial Artist trembled. His face, already pale from blood loss, turned even whiter as he continuously begged for mercy.

Luo Feng stopped beside the lean Martial Artist. The man, thinking Luo Feng was about to kill him, was terrified witless, banging his head repeatedly on the ground with audible thuds.

Having witnessed Luo Feng's overwhelming power, he didn't dare entertain any thoughts of resistance, only begging incessantly for mercy.

If anyone from Dayang City were here at this moment, they would certainly be startled.

To think that one of the Azure Blood Four Tigers from Dayang City's Ye Family, so notorious for their ferocity, would be reduced to such a pathetic state.

Luo Feng looked at the lean Martial Artist and shook his head.

This kind of person wasn't even worth killing.

"Take out everything you have on you."

The lean Martial Artist was taken aback. Immediately disregarding the severe pain, he jumped up and quickly stripped himself bare, standing stark naked on the spot.

"I didn't tell you to take off your clothes..." Luo Feng paused, stunned, then sighed helplessly.

"Sir, everything I have is here. Please, don't kill me! I'm willing to do anything for you..." the lean Martial Artist pleaded, trembling in the cold wind.

Luo Feng waved his hand, cutting him off. "I won't kill you," he said coldly. "Go back to Dayang City and tell the Ye Family Head that I can let this matter go for now. However, if there is a next time, I will make the Ye Family completely disappear from Dayang City!"

Hearing Luo Feng's chilling tone, an inexplicable coldness crept into the lean Martial Artist's heart. He licked his lips and said, "Sir, I will definitely relay your words."

"Sir, may I leave now?"

After waiting a moment and seeing Luo Feng remain silent, the lean Martial Artist couldn't help but ask.

"Scram!"

"Yes, I'll scram! I'll scram right away!"

The lean Martial Artist, as if granted a grand pardon, ecstatically scrambled to his feet. Without daring to retrieve his clothes, he bolted.

Once the lean Martial Artist's figure disappeared, Luo Feng turned and collected the valuables from the bodies.

These fellows are quite rich. If I'd known, I wouldn't have let him take the message back. A few more pursuits like this, and I wouldn't have to worry about running out of Yuan Stones.

Luo Feng inventoried the wealth from the trio, a smile spreading across his face.

Together, the three of them had nearly forty thousand Gold and over a thousand Yuan Stones. This was a massive sum of wealth; he wouldn't need to worry about a shortage of Yuan Stones for a while.

After stowing the items in his storage ring, Luo Feng gazed into the distance, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.

His original plan had been to head directly for Green Wood Peak. However, the recent attack made him worry whether news of Duanmu Ji and the others' deaths had already leaked.

"Forget it. I'll return to the academy first and gather some information," Luo Feng murmured to himself, deciding to head back to the Purple Sun School.

The Purple Sun School, as one of the four great academies in the Flowing Cloud Region, had maintained close ties with the Duanmu Family in the past. If there was any hint of trouble—any 'wind or stirring grass'—within the Duanmu Family, he would surely be able to find out something there.

Having made his decision, Luo Feng straightened his clothes, immediately activated Teng Dragon's Step, and darted off in the direction of the Purple Sun School.

「...」

「Dayang City.」

At the East City Gate, a figure sprinted into the city, heading straight for the Ye Family estate.

This person was the lean Martial Artist who had just narrowly escaped death at Luo Feng's hands.

"Ah! Pervert!"

"In broad daylight, daring to act like this! What indecency! Seize him!"

People were coming and going near the city gate. Noticing the stark-naked lean Martial Artist, a wave of shocked cries erupted. Women blushed and quickly averted their gazes, while several city gate guards moved to apprehend him.

The lean Martial Artist, with Luo Feng's voice still echoing in his mind, was oblivious to his surroundings. Using Qinggong, he dodged several guards and entered the city in the blink of an eye.

"What incredible speed!"

"Did you see that? That person just now looked like Han Si, one of the Ye Family's Azure Blood Four Tigers."

"Impossible! Who do you think the Azure Blood Four Tigers of the Ye Family are? How could one of them do something so shameful? Besides, he looked injured. Who would dare to harm one of the Ye Family's Azure Blood Four Tigers?"

"That's true, but that man just now... he really did look a bit like Han Si."

Gazing in the direction where the figure had disappeared, the crowd buzzed with discussion.

「Dayang City, in the main hall of the Ye Family estate.」

The Ye Family Head, Ye Xian, was seated in the main seat, slowly savoring his tea. Ye Tang sat in a seat to his side.

Ye Tang stood up, pacing anxiously back and forth in the main hall. He glanced outside several times, as if waiting for something.

"Why haven't Yang Qinghu and the others returned yet! Could something have happened?"

For some reason, whenever Ye Tang thought of Luo Feng, an inexplicable sense of unease crept over him.

Ye Xian looked at Ye Tang and snorted, "Useless thing! To think you're scared of a mere mid-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist! With the Azure Blood Four Tigers on the case, what trouble could he possibly cause?"

"Father, I'm just a little worried about Luo Feng…"

Ye Tang lowered his gaze, not daring to meet Ye Xian's eyes. Deep within his own, a profound resentment flickered.

In the past, he had been the cultivation genius of the Ye Family, and Ye Xian had never rebuked him. But ever since his Cultivation was crippled, Ye Xian's attitude towards him had grown increasingly harsh.

Luo Feng, this is all your fault! Today will be your death day! I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!

Ye Tang gritted his teeth so hard they audibly clicked, his eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.

"They're back!"

Ye Xian's gaze shifted, and he suddenly looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

WHOOSH!

With the sound of displaced air, a figure rushed into the main hall and fell to his knees. It was the lean Martial Artist.

"Han Si! How did you end up like this!"

Ye Xian saw the wound on the lean Martial Artist's chest and realized something. An icy glint appeared in his eyes. "Han Si, where are Yang Qinghu and the others?"

Ye Tang took a step forward, looking at the lean Martial Artist, and demanded urgently, "Where is Luo Feng's head?"

The lean Martial Artist, still shaking, looked up at Ye Tang and Ye Xian, his voice trembling, "Family Head... Young Master... Brother Yang Qinghu, Second Brother, and Third Brother... they were all... all killed by Luo Feng! We failed."

CRACK!

The teacup in Ye Xian's hand exploded. His Yuan Qi fluctuated violently. In a flash, he appeared beside the lean Martial Artist, hoisting him up with one hand. His eyes burned with rage as he growled, "What did you say? Yang Qinghu and the others are dead? Killed by that Luo Feng, who's only at the mid-stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Cultivation? Tell me now! If there's a single lie, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

The lean Martial Artist, startled by Ye Xian's imposing aura, swallowed and said, "Family Head, every word I spoke is the truth. That Luo Feng is too powerful. We were simply no match for him!"

Ye Xian's brow twitched. He sank dazedly onto a nearby seat, his face terribly grim, his hands trembling.

The Azure Blood Four Tigers were Ninth Heavenly Court Realm experts, the four pillars of the Ye Family. With three of them dead in one fell swoop, the Ye Family's strength would be drastically diminished!

The lean Martial Artist coughed a few times, glanced at Ye Xian, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Family Head, Luo Feng also said that if there is a next time, he will make our entire Ye Family disappear completely from Dayang City!"

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