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The three individuals blocking the way were disciples from Sinking Sand Valley's third generation, two of whom were contemporaries of Hua Qian Zhi. The tall one was named Huang Hongbin, while his two sidekicks were his junior brothers, Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi. Hua Qian Zhi had exceptional talent and had reached the Yuan Ying stage after over two hundred years of cultivation. These three were more than a hundred years older than Hua Qian Zhi but were still stuck at the Late Stage of Golden Core. With their time running out and no hope of advancement, they had lost interest in cultivation and often engaged in unsavory activities.
Xu Feng pretended not to see them and walked past from about twenty meters away.
Huang Hongbin muttered, "Is this guy blind? He sees us here and doesn’t even come to say hello."
Zhao Tie replied, "He clearly isn’t blind but still doesn’t greet us. What a lack of manners; people like him deserve to be robbed."
Guo Chenxi, looking more refined, said, "It’s not robbery; we’re giving him a chance to learn. Otherwise, he might lose his life later on. We’re doing a good deed here. Sigh, despite accumulating so much merit, we still can’t advance to Yuan Ying. The Dao is truly heartless."
The three self-proclaimed good Samaritans found a grand reason for their next actions.
Huang Hongbin moved swiftly to block Xu Feng's path, while Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi positioned themselves on either side, forming a triangle around Xu Feng with practiced ease.
Xu Feng had long anticipated their move. Upon seeing them, he recognized them as the same trio he encountered at Drunken Immortal Inn. All three were at the Late Stage of Golden Core and were armed with inferior swords. While these weapons were intimidating in Liuxiang Kingdom, they seemed almost equivalent to clubs here.
With only five miles to Xibai City, this area was considered outskirts where cultivators could easily spot each other; even ordinary people could get a rough idea of what was happening. However, the three from Sinking Sand Valley acted as if they were doing something completely normal.
Occasionally, cultivators emerged from Sacred Cauldron Pavilion, including those at Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage, as well as Foundation Establishment Stage practitioners. Yet Huang Hongbin and his companions had chosen to target Xu Feng. This was a basic principle of thieves: they wouldn’t provoke those at Nascent Soul Stage and wouldn’t gain anything from robbing Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators; ambushing peers was most suitable since they were on the same level and could immediately benefit from any spoils.
This blatant robbery required no skill whatsoever. Xu Feng suddenly recalled a line from his past life: "If you love him, let him go to Zheguo because it is heaven; if you hate him, let him go to Zheguo because it is hell."
Zheguo was filled with strong individuals and surely had resources and opportunities that attracted cultivators, but it was also fraught with danger.
Huang Hongbin said, "Friend, if you know what’s good for you, leave your storage treasure behind. Considering your hard work to reach the Golden Core stage, I won’t make it difficult for you; otherwise..." Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi mimicked threatening gestures in unison.
Xu Feng had never been fond of Sinking Sand Valley. If it weren't for Hua Qian Zhi selling Cai Shujun out, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. Seeing that no one around cared about their actions made his killing intent rise. He said, "I’m new here; can we settle for less? Just leave me some travel expenses?"
"I know you're new," Zhao Tie laughed heartily. "Precisely because you're new that you need to pay some protection fees. Since you seem reasonable, let’s say one hundred thousand spirit stones." The other two joined in laughter.
Xu Feng replied, "My entire net worth is only one hundred thousand; that’s too much! How about a discount? What do you think about thirty percent off?"
"Thirty percent off? Do you think we're beggars? There are three of us, so that's one discount each? No way, the most I can offer is twenty percent off."
"Then I'll add a bit more, how about fifty percent? If it's any more, I'll have to fight for it."
"Fifty percent is definitely not acceptable. We're not unreasonable. We always take care of newcomers. How about this: seventy-five percent off, that’s the best I can do."
It was a very strange scene, with the robbers and the victim seriously bargaining, resembling a business negotiation. It seemed that Huang Hongbin and his companions didn't want to take risks; if they could make money easily, they would never gamble with their lives.
In the end, both parties agreed on a deal at seventy percent off, and Xu Feng paid seventy thousand spirit stones for his life.
A black storage bag was thrown over, and when Huang Hongbin caught it and took a look, he immediately jumped up.
"Low-Grade Spirit Stones! You actually dare to play with me; are you tired of living?"
The three of them never expected that Xu Feng would throw over a pile of Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Was he treating them like fools? Damn it, there was no way to let him go now.
The three brandished their swords and charged forward.
Huang Hongbin only pounced halfway before stopping. Xu Feng moved faster; he had already noticed that Huang Hongbin was the leader of the trio. When Xu Feng threw the storage bag, the Five Element Needle Technique also took advantage of the night to surround them, followed closely by the Fire Dragon Whip.
"Bang!" Huang Hongbin was struck directly by the Fire Dragon Whip and flew thirty meters away, lying on the ground moaning, unable to get up again.
Xu Feng's Fire Dragon Whip did not injure Huang Hongbin; however, three out of five needles from the Five Element Needle Technique pierced through Huang Hongbin's body. To outsiders, it looked as though Huang Hongbin had been knocked away by Xu Feng's whip. The unexpected strike rendered the strongest fighter, Huang Hongbin, incapable of continuing the fight.
Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi were shocked and realized they had encountered a tough opponent. They had done this many times before and were not afraid; both were at the Late Stage of Golden Core and were not inferior to Xu Feng in terms of cultivation level. Facing two against one, they had nothing to fear; Huang Hongbin must have been unlucky to have gone out without checking his fortune.
Just after less than ten exchanges, Zhao Tie already had thoughts of fleeing, while Guo Chenxi was sweating profusely.
After his battle with Hua Qian Zhi, Xu Feng's understanding of Combat Techniques reached a new level. The combination of Fire Dragon Whip and Five Element Needle Technique became more seamless, especially with the Five Element Needle Technique being elusive. While the Fire Dragon Whip appeared powerful, it was actually the Five Element Needle Technique that dealt real damage.
With double the power boost, Xu Feng surpassed both Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi in strength and skill.
"We admit defeat, ah! Ah!"
With two cries of despair, Zhao Tie and Guo Chenxi fell to the ground one after the other, and the battle came to an end.
Robbery is dangerous; it doesn't stop just because you say so. Those who often walk by the river will eventually encounter misfortune. I advise all friends to play games instead and never resort to robbery.
Xu Feng tossed the three half-dead disciples of Sinking Sand Valley aside and said, "Fellow Daoists, if you know what's good for you, leave your storage treasures behind. Considering how hard it is to reach the Golden Core stage, I won't make things difficult for you. Otherwise..." Xu Feng echoed their earlier words back at them.
"We are disciples of Sinking Sand Valley. If you dare to harm us, just wait for your death! Ha ha! You better release us now; we are magnanimous and won't hold it against you..." Zhao Tie's words were cut short as five Golden Needles smashed his head into a pulp.
Guo Chenxi was more astute; seeing Xu Feng's decisive actions, he no longer dared to feign ignorance. He quickly took out a Spatial Ring and handed it to Xu Feng, saying, "Fellow Daoist, please show mercy. I was blind to your worth. I won't even ask for a discount; take everything. Please spare my life."
Xu Feng struck with a whip, killing Guo Chenxi instantly. "I told you to leave your storage treasures behind, not to give them to me... Since you have given them to me, then I will accept them."
Watching his two junior brothers die tragically, Huang Hongbin knew he could not escape this calamity. He had long anticipated this outcome.
In this world of chaos, one must eventually pay for their actions.
Huang Hongbin was pierced by the Five Element Needle Technique and lacked even the strength for self-detonation. Xu Feng had intended to ask him a few questions, but knowing there were countless eyes watching from beyond this open space, he decided against further conversation. With a swing of the Fire Dragon Whip, Huang Hongbin turned to ashes.
Xu Feng collected the Spatial Rings and swords from the three and did not linger any longer; he hurried back to Xibai City.
After staying in his room for a few minutes, he changed into a black Daoist robe and left the city again under the cover of night. Stepping onto his Flying Sword, he flew southwest.
Xu Feng did not dare use the Wings of the Strange Dragon; those wings were too eye-catching and unique, making it easy for others to recognize him. Everyone from Nine Dragon Pool had died in Liuxiang Kingdom, but Hua Qian Zhi had seen the Wings of the Strange Dragon before. There was no guarantee that the people from Sinking Sand Valley wouldn't recognize him as well; if discovered, it would be troublesome.
The Flying Sword Xu Feng was currently using was one of the five Inferior Swords left by Xiang Ge. Compared to his previous spiritual weapon Flying Sword, this one was significantly faster. The speed of the Wings of the Strange Dragon could not match that of this Flying Sword; however, the Wings were relatively less tiring and suitable for long-distance travel.
As he flew away, Xu Feng paid attention to any movements in Xibai City. When he left the city, several cultivators noticed him but merely observed without taking any further action. Perhaps some recognized Xu Feng as the one who had just killed disciples from Sinking Sand Valley; however, it was none of their business. After all, Sinking Sand Valley was not a good faction; dying early meant being reborn sooner—no one wanted to meddle in such matters.
By dawn, Xu Feng had flown over five hundred miles and escaped from Xibai City's range.
Xu Feng did not dare to stop and flew nearly a thousand miles in one breath before landing in a village. This village had only a few dozen households, with a population of no more than two hundred people, mostly ordinary folk. Occasionally, a few Foundation Establishment disciples flew overhead, seemingly acting as the village's guardians.
Under the bright sunlight, Xu Feng landed on his flying sword. The surrounding villagers watched without any surprise, as if he were just another ordinary passerby. Xu Feng was not surprised by this; having flown from Xibai City, he had seen many cultivators using flying swords along the way, and they never avoided ordinary people. The common folk had long since grown accustomed to this world filled with immortals.
The village had only a few grocery stores and no suitable place for Xu Feng to rest. He flew into the mountains behind the village. A sharp scream startled a pair of young people, and a Foundation Establishment Practitioner guarding the village came over to take a look. Seeing that Xu Feng meant no harm, he did not dare to offend him and simply greeted him before leaving.
After flying all night, Xu Feng finally stopped and took a Sixth-Level Elixir to recover his energy.
After some time, when his energy had returned, Xu Feng opened his eyes and took out the Spatial Rings belonging to Huang Hongbin and the others, going through their contents one by one.
These three useless bandits were quite poor; together they had just over one million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, which was their savings accumulated over hundreds of years. They only had three low-grade magic swords as treasures, and their supply of elixirs was mediocre—each had only a dozen bottles of Sixth-Level Elixirs. Aside from providing Xu Feng with a bit of financial support, they were almost worthless.
In terms of wealth in Liuxiang Kingdom, the three of them could be considered rich, but in Xu Feng's eyes as a newly wealthy individual, it was simply insufficient. By this calculation, Xu Feng's current financial status could be considered extremely wealthy in Zheguo; while it could not compare to the assets of medium to large sects, among family forces or loose cultivators, he would definitely be at the top.
After counting his spoils, Xu Feng flew up again and headed towards Lianyun Mountain Range.
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