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He took out his phone to scan the QR code to pay, stood up, and greeted the boss.

I hopped on my electric scooter and rode back.

Back at my place, I parked the car and went inside.

I went into the bathroom and took a shower. While the hot water was running, I stood there with my eyes closed for a while.

Those thoughts were still swirling in his mind: how to fight the Xingxiu Sect, how to get to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

After showering, I dried myself off and changed into a clean T-shirt and casual pants. Then I picked up a hairdryer and dried my hair.

I walked up to the gaming pod, opened the hatch, and lay down inside.

The hatch slowly closed, and a faint blue light seeped out from the edges.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me, everything went black, and then a flash of white light appeared.

Wu Feng opened his eyes and found himself back in the room in the game world.

He sat cross-legged on the bed.

With a slight thought, the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged instantly, flowing slowly along his meridians.

The warm true energy flowed through my limbs and bones like golden streams.

At the edge of the field of vision, a pale gold system notification steadily popped up—

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +306]

He calmed his mind, cleared his mind of distractions, and focused on circulating his inner energy.

One week, two weeks, three weeks.

The next day, at dawn.

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

The sky outside the window was not yet fully bright, still hazy and gray, and the banana leaves in the yard swayed gently in the morning breeze.

Just as he was about to continue circulating his inner energy, a faint whooshing sound came from outside.

Someone is practicing martial arts.

Wu Feng stood up, pushed open the door, and went out.

In the open space of the courtyard, Li Qinglu was practicing the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique, move by move.

Wu Xingyun stood to the side, holding a teacup in his hand, his gaze fixed on Li Qinglu.

"Lower your wrist a little more," she said calmly. "This move isn't about using your arm strength, it's about using your waist."

Li Qinglu nodded, took a deep breath, and practiced the move again.

Wu Feng glanced at Wu Xingyun.

So much time has passed, and she still has no intention of returning to Lingjiu Palace.

He spends his days in the Champion's Mansion, drinking tea and instructing Li Qinglu on her martial arts training.

That's quite interesting.

The masters of the thirty-six caves and the masters of the seventy-two islands.

Those people were controlled by the Life and Death Talisman and had to go to Lingjiu Palace every year to receive the antidote.

Now that Wu Xingyun is gone, how long can they hold out?

Without Xu Zhu curing the poison from the Life and Death Talisman, those cave lords and island masters would probably still be suffering.

Wu Feng's lips twitched slightly as he strode over.

"Good morning," he said.

Li Qinglu stopped, turned to look at him, and smiled: "Wu Lang, you're up?"

After saying that, he turned back and continued practicing his skills.

Wu Xingyun looked at him, his gaze sweeping over him.

"You seem to have gotten stronger again," she said casually. "Up so early? Where are you going next?"

Wu Feng sat down on the stone bench next to her.

He understood what Wu Xingyun meant. Given his cultivation habits, he would usually cultivate until dawn before concluding his practice.

At this point, there's definitely more than just the sound of people practicing martial arts.

"Hmm." Wu Feng nodded. "I'm going to the Starry Constellation Sect again to take care of some remaining miscellaneous tasks."

He paused, then looked at Wu Xingyun: "You all wait here in the manor for a few days, and while you're at it, pack your things. Buy everything you need, and we can set off when I return."

After saying that, he took out two gold ingots from his pocket and placed them on the stone table next to him.

Wu Xingyun glanced at the two gold ingots, did not refuse, and put them away.

"I understand," she said, nodding to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng stood up and glanced at Li Qinglu again.

Li Qinglu is still practicing, taking each move very seriously.

Sweat dripped down her face, but she didn't bother to wipe it away.

He didn't disturb her and turned to walk outside.

We walked through the courtyard, down the short corridor, and out of the gate of the Champion's Palace.

The guards at the gate saw him come out and immediately bowed and saluted: "General."

Wu Feng nodded, continuing his steps.

Walk along the street out of the city.

Kaifeng was not fully awake in the early morning. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and a few early-rising vendors had set up their stalls on the street corners, with steam rising from their pots.

Once outside the city gate, he quickened his pace and walked to a secluded spot.

The Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged, and the warm air flowed down his meridians to the soles of his feet.

Push off with your feet.

He instantly unleashed the Lingbo Weibu technique, his figure transforming into a pale blue streak as he sped towards the Starry Sea.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the trees on both sides rushed past.

It took more than a day.

When the outline of Xingxiu Sea came into view, it was already evening of the next day.

The setting sun dyed the horizon orange-red, casting a golden hue on the distant mountains.

Wu Feng slowed his pace, concealed his aura, and entered the territory of the Xingxiu Sect.

Then he paused for a moment.

It was so quiet; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Wu Feng frowned and continued walking forward.

After passing through several rows of wooden houses, we arrived at the core area of ​​the Xingxiu Sect.

We didn't encounter a single person along the way.

The doors of those wooden houses were half open, and the inside was empty, with tables and chairs overturned and some miscellaneous items scattered on the ground.

Some of the door panels still bear knife marks.

Wu Feng stopped at the entrance of Ding Chunqiu's courtyard.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, the blades of grass reaching half a person's height, swaying gently in the wind.

The door was ajar, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the door panel.

He turned around and continued walking inside.

Upon reaching the training ground, I finally saw people.

Three disciples dressed in Xingxiu Sect attire squatted in a corner, had lit a fire, and were roasting a wild rabbit they had somehow acquired.

Hearing footsteps, the three of them looked up at the same time.

Upon seeing Wu Feng, their expressions instantly changed.

One of them stood up, took two steps back, and said in a trembling voice, "Who...who are you? What are you doing at the Starry Constellation Sect?"

Wu Feng didn't say anything, walked over, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

The disciple's feet left the ground, his face flushed red, and he struggled desperately.

"Don't move." Wu Feng said calmly, "I'm asking you, where are the people from the Starry Constellation Sect? Where did they all go?"

The disciple stared at him, his lips trembling, but he didn't say anything.

Wu Feng tightened his fingers slightly, making his collar even tighter.

The disciple, gasping for breath, his face turning purple, finally managed to speak, his voice broken and fragmented: "They...they ran away...they all ran away..."

"Explain yourself clearly." Wu Feng loosened his grip slightly.

The disciple gasped for breath, and after a few gasps, he stammered, "Ever since the sect leader died, everyone... everyone started running away... those disciples who were forcibly captured were the first to run. Later, the eldest disciple also left, taking a group of people to join other sects. The rest... the rest left one after another..."

He pointed to the other two squatting in the corner: "It's just the three of us left. We have nowhere to go, so we have to stay here..."

Wu Feng raised an eyebrow.

He put the disciple down and turned to look at the other two.

The two huddled in the corner, heads down, not daring to look at him.

Wu Feng remained silent for a few moments.

The Xingxiu Sect has disbanded. Everyone has fled, leaving only these three with nowhere to go.

Although it's a little different from what I expected, I'll give it a try anyway.

With a slight thought, he flipped his right hand, and a dark red spear appeared in his palm.

The gun felt slightly cool to the touch, and that familiar weight was there.

The three disciples turned deathly pale when they saw the gun in his hand.

"Spare me... Spare my life..." The disciple who had just spoken retreated, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Wu Feng didn't speak, but flicked his wrist.

A flash of gunfire.

The three people froze, then turned into specks of white light and slowly dissipated.

My experience points have increased again.

Just then, a system notification sounded in my ear.

Golden text appeared in the center of my vision:

[You have wiped out the Xingxiu Sect. Would you like to choose to destroy or subdue them? If you choose destruction, the Xingxiu Sect will be erased from the martial world. If you choose subjugate them, you will receive tribute from the Xingxiu Sect; as long as the Xingxiu Sect exists, they will send you tribute annually.]

Wu Feng rolled his eyes as he looked at the line of text.

Subjugate?

The Xingxiu Sect has all fled, leaving only these three whom he killed.

Even if you subdue it, what use is an empty shell?

Moreover, the Xingxiu Sect is an evil sect. If they are subdued, they will be blamed for any evil deeds they commit outside.

That would be troublesome.

He thought for a moment and decided to check what the rewards were for destroying it.

With a light tap of the fingertip, the option to destroy was chosen.