The Spirit World

Chapter 822 Highway Robbery
The Serpent of the World Courtyard once again proved the insignificance of mankind.

Without the sun, humans will eventually have to take a more extreme evolutionary path. Not to mention that they will be neither human nor ghost, even the most basic survival needs will be difficult to maintain.

The humidity in the air is increasingly challenging the human skin system. Whether it is the appearance of mildew spots or wrinkles caused by moisture, they all declare that the original human physiological system cannot truly resist the changes in nature.

At this point, almost no proof is needed to draw the conclusion that no human being can break away from nature, or even be above nature. It is all wishful thinking.

"It has been a long time since the sun went down..." Xun Huangying was naturally not in a hurry. Even though he was surrounded by the Undead Group and the swords were pointed at his head and could stab him at any time, he still chatted with Chang Yufeng very naturally.

Chang Yufeng is in human form, and he is in the form of a king sheep, so naturally he will not be noticed by the end. Although those people's eyes clearly want to eat roasted lamb.

Even if the sun never appears again, the people here have no ability to call the sun out from the hands of the Serpent in the World's Midgard.

"Don't move!" Although the soldiers did not dare to act rashly because they saw that Chang Yufeng had a prominent background, they still dared to roar at his "pet sheep".

This is not surprising. After all, Chang Yufeng is now a handsome man with a majestic appearance and high spirits. Anyone who sees him will be shocked by his eight-foot tall figure and almost "beautiful" face.

"Tsk..." It was difficult for Xun Huangying to have a good expression. He was lively and active, and naturally he couldn't control himself when he wanted to show off and have fun.

"You really have no sense... Do you know who we are? You just put your swords against us? Just? You're not afraid?"

"You all, put down your swords..." Sinoquos waved his hand and put down his black sword.

With a lift of his foot, Chang Yufeng's sword was hooked up by his foot and spun in the air. In front of everyone, Chang Yufeng took the sword in his hand.

The fine steel sword was not the one-handed rapier of the Empire, but the two-handed broadsword of the Principality. It was quite out of place, but it was just right for Chang Yufeng to use.

Chang Yufeng is too tall and is not the type to use a sword. His thighs are too long and his center of gravity is biased upwards. The length of the sword and the form of blocking defense are greatly limited. Only this wide-bladed fine steel pot sword can help Chang Yufeng stabilize his lower body.

Those who have actual combat experience naturally understand that Chang Yufeng and this fine steel sword complement each other perfectly.

Sinoquos had been to the battlefield with General Pangonapo and was one of the soldiers who survived. He was also very "respectful" and did not show any dignity to the "suspected invader".

"I wonder where this God-given one comes from and where he is going." Sinoquos' face was full of smiles. He could tell that Chang Yufeng did not have any hostility or hot temper.

In front of him, Chang Yufeng's usual calmness was the most likely reason for his hidden talents.

This is indeed the case.

"My name is Sinoquos. I don't think I've ever seen you before, little brother... What are you going to do in the Undead Hall~"

Sinoquos was obviously the leader of the patrol team nearby.

Sinoquos' tone was very steady, just like a fox seeing a rabbit. Although the rabbit was not weak, the fox would not give up the so-called "prey".

But he wanted money to release the person, so he needed a little token of his appreciation and conveyed his appreciation to Chang Yufeng.

First of all, we need to find out where Chang Yufeng came from and what he is doing in the Immortal Hall.

If it was an enemy, it must be handed over to the general, not him. This is how to live clearly.

Although it sounds too sophisticated, Sinoquos's fighting ability is not something that can be imagined with one's toes.

"Immortal Hall..." Chang Yufeng had some doubts.

He noticed the raindrops floating in the sky.

The humidity around here is extremely high, and it rains all the time, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, which is not unusual.

And that building is indeed a church, with a huge bell tower and illuminated by the light of glowing crystals, it looks like a peaceful scene.

Maybe this is a rare good place in the Age of Destruction.

"Well..." Sinokos didn't say anything extra. The others had already retreated. He slowly approached Chang Yufeng alone. His steps were extremely cautious, moving forward half a foot at a time, and stopped three steps away from Chang Yufeng.

Then, he nodded and said, "Little brother, are you a cultivator? Are you here to cultivate?"

“No… you can say that…”

Chang Yufeng also noticed that Sinokos was good at observing people's words and expressions. Although Chang Yufeng said nothing, it was clear from his attire that he was not an ordinary person. Anyone could tell.

It seemed like an unintentional question, but in fact he was trying to gauge Chang Yufeng's situation and obtain more information about him in order to conduct targeted "interrogation".

"Then..." Sinokos saw Chang Yufeng deny it first and then confirm it, and he quickly smiled: "Hundreds of people come to the Undying Hall to practice every day, but most of them can't stand the hardship here. You know, after so many years, those peerless masters haven't solved any problems. What should happen has happened, and what should end has ended. Everyone is living in dire straits and wants to improve their strength a little bit so that they can find a good way out for their future."

Sinoquos looked at Xunhuangying who had a look of disdain on his face.

Xun Huangying was very unhappy and resentful about so many swords pointing at himself and Chang Yufeng. As he listened to Sinokos' words, his brows were furrowed like the wrinkles on his forehead.

This is really scary.

"I think you, little brother, are at least at the level of a celestial spiritualist...right?"

Sinokos bent his waist slightly and looked at Chang Yufeng respectfully. He naturally would not think that such a great man like Chang Yufeng was only at the level of a Heavenly Spiritual Master, but he just underestimated it and wanted to see Chang Yufeng's reaction.

Few people would agree to be looked down upon by others.

If Sinoquos truthfully "enters" his spiritual power level, he will naturally be able to cope with Chang Yufeng's changes more easily.

The Heavenly Spiritual Master is the third level after the Self-Spiritualist and the Spiritual Master. For most people, it is already a very rare level.

But Chang Yufeng doesn't look like an ordinary person, so he naturally shouldn't be at this level.

Chang Yufeng's indifference to fame and fortune is indeed a sign of his hidden talents. It's just that powerful people are reluctant to talk much.

Chang Yufeng didn’t understand what a Heavenly Spiritual Master was… He didn’t know what the word “Heavenly Spiritual Master” meant, but he guessed that Heavenly Spiritual Master should be a level.

"Heavenly Spiritual Master..."

Chang Yufeng silently noted down this level.

But in Sinokos's eyes, Chang Yufeng was obviously not satisfied with the level of the Heavenly Spirit Master...

"Could it be a spiritual general?" Sinokos's face instantly showed suspicion. He looked back at Chang Yufeng as he walked, and he almost circled around the motionless Chang Yufeng.

If he is not a celestial spirit master, he must be a spirit general. Sinokos's surprise was a little exaggerated. Although Adjutant Neferi is also a spirit general, spirit generals are not that rare.

"Spiritual General..." Chang Yufeng was a little confused. What the hell was this?
"The exclusive spiritual power level mark of the Destruction Era..."

Xun Huangying naturally knew it clearly.

"A celestial spirit master, correspondingly, should be around level 30 or above... not many. To me, you are probably just a celestial spirit master." Xun Huangying touched his nose, touched his mouth, and then touched his ears.

He looked like this because he was bitten by a mosquito born in damp conditions. There was a big red bump on his ear, which must have been extremely painful and itchy.

"Celestial Spiritual Master?" Sinokos looked at Chang Yufeng again in surprise.

I stopped looking at Chang Yufeng's appearance and looked at his clothes. He wore a clean long shirt, with a minimalist style of white on the upper body and black on the lower body. There was nothing special about the Principality's attire. He didn't look like a practitioner who was practicing hard.

"Heavenly Spiritual Master... Level 30..." Chang Yufeng also frowned, then relaxed.

He was also sure that he was not that powerful most of the time, so there was no such thing as a "powerful appearance" of being over level 30. He didn't quite understand what a celestial spirit master or a spirit general was...

"Maybe, the Heavenly Spiritual Master is calling down..."

"Spiritual Master!" Sinokos was shocked and looked at Chang Yufeng with disdain.

Sinoquos straightened his back.

He then waved his hand, and the soldiers raised their swords once again.

"Master Tianling, you've wasted so much of my saliva... Come on, do you want to go in or just pass by?"

Sinoquos straightened his belt, twisted his hips casually, yawned and said, "Thirty gold coins to enter the city, one hundred gold coins to pass through... Pay it quickly and leave quickly, don't delay everyone's time..."

The rain started to fall lightly.

I couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and even when it was going to rain I couldn't tell any signs.

I only know that my rain never stops.

"Hey! Is there something wrong with your brains?" Xun Huangying became angry for no reason. In fact, he really hated people pointing swords at him.

The more he tried to speak, the closer the swords got to him.

Now I don't want him to say anything at all.

This is the simplest deterrent of swords.

"Didn't I tell you to be more discerning?"

Xun Huangying's eyes were filled with the white light of swords and knives, which made him very angry. He stared fiercely at those ferocious soldiers.

They were patrolling guards and not someone who could be reasoned with. Their reason was Sinoquos. Sinoquos seemed to sniff and wipe his snot with a handkerchief, and no longer tried to stop the soldiers from threatening Chang Yufeng and the lamb on his shoulders.

"Let me make it clear, little brother. It's not that I'm kind, but if the Heavenly Spirit Master wants to make progress, he must have at least this number. Even if he just wants to pass by, he must have at least this number." Sinoquos's golden hair was shining, and the crystal raindrops did not break his hair apart, but condensed on it.

Sinoquos opened his big hand completely. The first offer was fifty gold coins, and the second offer was five hundred gold coins. It was clear and to the point. Even if Chang Yufeng didn't quite understand it, he now understood it.

Okay, so that’s it.

"Is the Celestial Spirit Master...very weak?"

Chang Yufeng asked.

This caused Sinoquos to laugh.

"Little brother, are you really not understanding? Are you pretending not to understand? The Heavenly Spirit Master is still weak? It's all out. I am the peak Heavenly Spirit Master. How can I not know whether the Heavenly Spirit Master is weak or not?"

Sinoquos was facing Chang Yufeng again, but this time he didn't look so respectful. Instead, he looked much more relaxed.

"You are just like a baby who has just been weaned. Hurry up and pay the money and leave. Don't make things difficult for me...Okay...It's not easy for everyone."

"One hundred gold coins..." Chang Yufeng was about to say that one hundred gold coins were so many, but Sinoquos spoke first.

"No, five hundred gold coins. Listen carefully. Five hundred gold coins. You can leave anytime, wherever you want~"

Sinoquos naturally knew the weight of five hundred gold coins. Which ordinary person could afford five hundred gold coins?
Seeing how neatly Chang Yufeng was dressed, he deduced that Chang Yufeng would definitely not be short of money. People who are short of money are not like this. There are many people in the Immortal Hall who wear the same clothes for several days. How could he not know?
Right, he guessed that Chang Yufeng definitely had money. He might not have 500 gold coins, but if it was less than 500 gold coins, the more the better, so there would be no problem.

There was no problem pointing to his pocket.

"Five hundred gold coins..." Chang Yufeng turned his gaze to Xun Huangying.

Xun Huangying's eyes were blazing with fire as he looked at Chang Yufeng with an extremely shocked expression.

It's like looking at a useless kid.

"No!" Xun Huangying was furious and very angry.

He didn't know what Chang Yufeng was thinking, he only knew that his desire to kill was rising.

He is not human.

He is a sheep! Bastard! Even if he kills a few scumbags, he will be fine! At most, he will be eaten as mutton...

"Hmph, you still want money? Go earn it yourself. It's all my money! Mine!" Xun Huangying's dimples bulged with anger. He sat on Chang Yufeng's shoulder, put his hands on his hips, and closed his eyes in annoyance. The soldiers around him pointed their swords down, making the veins on his sheep's claws bulge, and he was ready to have an attack.

When a lamb gets angry, any normal person would...

I don't care that much...

Having seen and experienced many horrific facts and legends in the Age of Destruction, humans are no longer as timid as they were before the Age of Destruction.

He blurted out five hundred gold coins without blinking an eye. Anyway, Sinoquos knew that Chang Yufeng couldn't afford it.

"No..." Chang Yufeng shook his head. Facing Sinoquos, his calmness was very scary, but his expression was much richer, and it was filled with indescribable helplessness.

"Even if you ask a hundred times, I won't answer!" Xun Huangying emphasized again.

"If you don't have five hundred, how much do you have? Any amount is fine, just a token of your appreciation. I won't make things difficult for you..." In Sinoquos' eyes, Chang Yufeng, a young and naive rich boy who had just entered society, looked like an easy target to be exploited.

After he said this, he was overjoyed.

Although he finally heard the words that were not worth a single gold coin.

"No... Sorry, I don't have any money..."

I planted this tree and I built this road. In Chang Yufeng's opinion, it seems that he has no intention of causing any trouble.

Because he really couldn't come up with anything.

It was inevitable that things would get worse.

He didn't have the gold coins to solve the problem...

It's like a fish without water, a tree without bark...

He doesn't need to beg for mercy like the poor people... maybe this is... his greatest luck...

Weird.

(End of this chapter)