Chen Fei, Ming Daochuan, Yama, Ruan Jing, and Wang Dashan—a party of five. The weakest two among them were already at the Innate Early Stage, with the strongest naturally being Ming Daochuan, who was at the Later Stage of the Innate Realm. Such a team was undeniably top-tier and formidable, even within the entire Martial Forest. Their mission had brought them to the Lingnan Mountains, where they prepared to venture deep inside, aiming directly for the lair of the Tiger Leopard Hall.

The world of Huaxia's Ancient Martial Artists was known as the most mysterious and terrifying land in the entire East. Due to the country's vastness, these Ancient Martial Artists were divided into southern and northern groups. The Lingnan Mountains were an extremely prominent region in the south, home to countless powerful Ancient Martial Artist sects and families, both known and hidden. Among them, the Four Great Hidden Sects, the nation's own Flying Leopard, and the Tiger Leopard Hall were the three most dazzling symbols. They were also the three most feared.

Of these, the Tiger Leopard Hall was the most terrifying. Its master was none other than Luo Zun.

Even in a place like the Central Guard Bureau, he was registered with an ss Rank danger level. For most people, the impression of him could be summed up in four words: utterly and certifiably insane. This was because the man was truly unscrupulous, acting as if he were entirely devoid of humanity—cruel and merciless.

Perhaps this notoriety was somewhat exaggerated, but it still conveyed his ferocious reputation. After all, the fact that even the highest authorities had hesitated for so long, unable to decide on his eradication, spoke volumes.

It was precisely because of Luo Zun's fearsome and ruthless reputation that even powers like the Four Great Hidden Sects of the Lingnan Mountains, let alone the Flying Leopard, were reluctant to clash with the Tiger Leopard Hall. Under the shadow of its fierce reputation, they chose to bow their heads and give way, with some displaying even more abject submission.

Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that in the Lingnan Mountains, and even across the vast Three Provinces of Lingnan, Luo Zun was the absolute peak existence. The numerous families and sects dared not defy him.

But on this day, a team of five quietly entered the Lingnan Mountains, heading toward the Tiger Leopard Hall's lair, a place terrifying beyond measure in the eyes of outsiders. If anyone knew of this, or if word leaked out, it would undoubtedly cause a massive uproar, shocking people so much their jaws would hit the floor.

「Meanwhile, within the lair of the Tiger Leopard Hall in the Lingnan Mountains.」

In the organization's innermost core, a gloomy, three-story building stood alone. Its outer stone walls were covered with thick green moss, and large vines coiled around them like writhing dragons. A scent of medicine, mixed with the faint stench of blood, permeated the building. No one dared to approach, as if it were a forbidden area.

This ominous building belonged to none other than the old man named Zhou Ye, the one who, like a mantis stalking a cicada unaware of the oriole behind, had snatched the Jinchan Moon Fruit from Chen Fei.

At that moment, inside a dimly lit, low-ceilinged room in the building, a hunched figure was busy among bottles, jars, and fragrant, earthy medicinal herbs. However, these were not the most eye-catching items. What truly drew the eye was the plant growing in the soil inside a glass vessel at the center of the room.

A golden plant emitted an intoxicating fragrance and an unbelievably brilliant radiance.

BUZZ! BUZZ! An eerie humming sound echoed through the dim room. It seemed to possess a mysterious power, creating pale blue, shimmering ripples of light that extended forward.

At the end of these ripples stood a miraculous little tree.

The tree looked no bigger than an arm, yet it was covered in lush leaves and emanated a spiritual aura. One could vaguely see two or three golden, sun-like orbs shining brilliantly among its branches.

This was clearly the Mid-Grade Human-Level Spiritual Herb—the Jinchan Moon Fruit—that Zhou Ye had snatched from Chen Fei. It seemed, however, that he had not consumed it immediately but was instead fiddling with these strange concoctions. In fact, he had once been a pharmacist, so he knew better than anyone that combining such a miraculously powerful plant with other precious ingredients would yield far greater effects than swallowing it raw.

He had spared no effort, consulting ancient texts and taking many priceless ingredients from the Tiger Leopard Hall's own stores. For two sleepless days and nights, he had worked tirelessly to concoct a medicinal liquid that would complement the Jinchan Moon Fruit. He was on the verge of success.

Who would have thought the ancient texts were true? That the Earth really grows such magical herbs with unbelievable potency! If I could fully absorb its medicinal power, my Cultivation Level could soar to the Later Stage of the Innate Realm in an instant! Amidst the bottles and jars, Zhou Ye, shrouded in a black robe, let out a raspy cackle. His eyes were glued to the Jinchan Moon Fruit in the glass vessel, unable to look away.

No one could resist such a "hard-earned" temptation, especially one that promised a massive increase in strength. If I can become a Later Stage Innate Realm expert, then not even Luo Zun will be able to lord over me and order me around… At this thought, even Zhou Ye, an established Innate Middle Stage expert, couldn't stop an excited smile from spreading across his wrinkled face. His hunched body began to tremble, and he was unable to contain his excitement.

HISS!

RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE…

But just as he was lost in his thrilling fantasies, a fiery torrent suddenly erupted through the air outside. It slammed into the stone walls of the building with a deafening roar, sending sand and debris flying and leaving a trail of destruction. Then, a cold, young voice exploded beside the ears of Zhou Ye, whose face had already turned completely dark.

"Old man, I'm giving you five seconds to get your ass out here! Otherwise, don't blame me for leveling this building and burying you in it!"

The voice instantly caused a stir within the Tiger Leopard Hall headquarters. They couldn't believe someone would be so audacious as to cause trouble here. Hearing the voice, Zhou Ye's face twitched fiercely, his expression twisting into an ugly scowl.

"Dammit! I should have taken the gamble back then and just killed him!" he seethed through gritted teeth. He deeply regretted his earlier hesitation. If he hadn't been intimidated that day and had simply taken the chance to kill the boy, this would never have happened. Being cornered at his own doorstep, threatened, and cursed at—since becoming an Innate Middle Stage expert, Zhou Ye had never suffered such an indignity. It was a complete humiliation!

But… a youth is just a youth. Does he really think the Tiger Leopard Hall's headquarters is a place he can come and go as he pleases? How naive. Hmph!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

At the same time, a dense crowd of Tiger Leopard Hall members rushed over, appearing outside the small building. They all wore hostile expressions, their eyes filled with naked murderous intent as they stared at the young upstart. As more and more of them formed a tightening circle, the lone figure in the middle looked to be no older than twenty. What audacity, to come to their Tiger Leopard Hall and run wild—did he have a death wish?

Obviously, at this moment, the "young upstart" in the eyes of these ferocious men was none other than our own Chen Fei, Young Master Chen. What was strange, however, was that he was completely alone; the others were nowhere to be seen.

As Chen Fei watched the crowd around him grow, a grim, fierce look gradually appeared on his cool face. But then his expression shifted, and he turned his head. A tall, brawny man with a savage expression was pushing his way through the crowd. He clearly exuded the True Qi fluctuations of an Innate Ancient Martial Artist. In fact, he was a Mid Innate Ancient Martial Artist!

"Who are you, kid?" the tall, brawny man demanded, his gaze fierce and his voice chilling.

His only response was a single, cold word that made the man's face contort with rage. "Get lost!"

"You little bastard, are you fucking looking for death?" As a dignified Innate Early Stage Expert, the brawny man was a true big shot even here at the Tiger Leopard Hall headquarters. When had he ever been treated like this? To be told to 'get lost' in front of so many of their members, with such dismissive disdain… this was worse than any humiliation!

"What's going on?"

Just then, a grim, cold question came from outside the crowd. The Tiger Leopard Hall members were instantly thrown into a commotion. Their expressions changed, and they quickly parted to form a path, allowing the newcomers to enter. Surrounded by an entourage, three grim-faced old men walked in. Each of them radiated a powerful True Qi pressure; all of them were Early Innate Ancient Martial Artists.

The old man who was clearly the leader emitted a True Qi pressure almost at the level of the Innate Middle Stage, causing many of those around him to tremble and dare not meet his gaze. His indifferent eyes slowly swept over the large crowd before finally settling on Chen Fei, who stood calmly in the center. A bone-chilling murderous intent surged from him as he spoke in a frigid tone, "Kid, who are you? Why are you here?"

His response was, once again, a single cold word. "Get lost!"

The old man's aged face instantly turned ferocious.

"Haha, good! Very good indeed!"

The muscles on the old man's wrinkled face twitched violently. His eyes, brimming with killing intent, were locked on Chen Fei as he snarled, "I never expected a mere brat like you would have the nerve to be so arrogant in front of me, Dominating Black Arm Saber Kang Zhouxue! Fine. Very fine. Today, I don't care where you came from, because you won't be leaving… I will personally send you to fill the Hundred Snake Pit!"

Many who heard the name "Hundred Snake Pit" couldn't help but draw a sharp breath, their faces filled with horror. Their eyes trembled with fear. That place was a hell they would rather die than enter.

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