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Qin Feng shook his head in frustration, wondering how things had come to this.
Once again, this foolish bull was ruining his plans. The old woman glared ominously at Black Bull. The bull pawed at the ground, its breath steaming more than before, clearly ready to charge.
Seeing this, Qin Feng quickly said, "Big Black, don’t move. I’ll handle it." He couldn’t let Black Bull charge and risk collapsing the house.
He raised his hand, and a shadow darted from his sleeve. The old woman felt a sudden darkness envelop her, followed by a sharp pain, and then she lost consciousness.
Qin Feng clapped his hands together. "Alright, that ghost has been dealt with."
The temperature in the room rose rapidly, and Black Bull stared blankly at Qin Feng as the redness in its eyes gradually faded away.
Qin Feng sighed in relief and turned to pat the shoulder of the burly man beside him. "You’re quite lucky. If it weren’t for this Old Black Bull disturbing that Lao Gui, your family would have been doomed."
The man looked at Old Black Bull with a complex expression. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Sir, can I not sell it?"
Qin Feng shook his head and handed the man ten taels of silver. "This is for you to fix your door. Also, you won’t be able to keep this Black Bull safe." He pointed outside at the gathering crowd.
The man was taken aback, then his expression changed as he understood Qin Feng’s implication; he saw many greedy eyes sizing up Old Black Bull.
"What you say makes sense; perhaps it’s best for it to follow you," he said with a bitter smile. He wasn’t foolish—keeping Black Bull would likely bring trouble rather than fortune.
Qin Feng smiled and reached for the rope, glancing at Old Black Bull. "Now you can come with me."
Old Black Bull looked back at the man and nodded before following Qin Feng outside.
As they emerged, those around them had overheard Qin Feng’s words and realized that this Old Black Bull was no ordinary creature; it could sense ghosts and protect its master. Their greed intensified as they surrounded Qin Feng.
"Are you selling this bull? I’ll offer twenty taels!" one shouted.
"Hmph! You think twenty taels can buy a divine bull? I’ll give ten!" another chimed in.
"I’ll give ten too!" several others clamored, eager to bid on what they believed was a miraculous beast that could fetch a good price if resold.
Qin Feng shot them a cold glance. "Scram." He released a hint of Long Wei, making his presence felt among the crowd.
Everyone felt their legs go weak and sat down on the ground. Qin Feng continued to walk forward, and this time no one dared to block his path. His eyes flickered; now that he had the cattle, all he needed was a cart. Hmm, that should be easy enough—he could just have one made.
Upon returning to the city, he found a furniture shop and ordered a custom cart before leisurely making his way home. As he walked, a thoughtful expression crossed his face. Black Snake had given him a glimpse of an old woman's memories.
This was also part of Black Snake's ability, though it was unpredictable—sometimes he would gain insights, and other times he wouldn't. The old woman turned out to be a vengeful spirit, and she had a ghost king behind her. She was merely there to gather information, while the ghost king had set its sights on Anping County.
Qin Feng furrowed his brow unconsciously; things were getting quite chaotic. First, a snake demon appeared, and now a ghost king was involved. He truly wondered how people managed to survive in this world.
"Brother, you're back! Wow, that's quite a big cow!" Qin Wan'er exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Qin Feng enter. She then noticed Old Black Bull and gasped in surprise.
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