The Record of the Goddess: The Demonic Sect Produces Talents? I Lead the Entire Sect to Prove Dao an

A young man dressed in fine clothes with a gloomy face arrived angrily with a large group of men and immediately surrounded the two.

The person who arrived was none other than Jin Mantang, the young master of the Jin family.

His eyes turned red as he looked at Jin Yang's corpse on the ground.

"How dare you have my Jin family members slaughtered right here in headquarters!"

"Guards! Seize this slut and her lover!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Su Qingyi refused to yield an inch, drawing her long sword and pointing the tip directly at Jin Mantang with a fierce aura.

Just as tensions were rising, several elderly figures heard the commotion and rushed over.

These were several elders from the Jubao Tower's lineage.

Seeing this, they all looked worried.

An elder with white hair, who was at the head of the group, quickly stepped forward to persuade him.

"Qingyi, don't be impulsive! The Jin family is powerful, while our main family is now weak. It's not easy to confront them head-on!"

"Yes, young lady, please put your sword away and let's talk this out."

Su Qingyi looked at these elders of the clan who were so hesitant and afraid of everything.

He felt a pang of disappointment, but only managed a cold smile on his face.

She slowly sheathed her longsword and looked at Chu Feng.

"Elders, there is no need to panic."

"I didn't come back this time to reason with them."

"I've called for backup!"

Are they calling for reinforcements?

Jin Mantang's gaze unconsciously fell on the man who seemed to be watching a show from beginning to end.

He's just a pretty boy; he only killed one Jin Yang. How strong could he be?

He coveted Su Qingyi's mature and alluring figure, and was also eager to stop her from going back to save her father, thus ruining the Jin family's grand plan.

In his view, now is the best time to tear off the mask of civility and completely trample the main family underfoot.

"I wondered who gave you that confidence..."

Jin Mantang laughed in anger, his eyes sweeping over Su Qingyi with undisguised greed and lust.

"Is this the wild man who appeared out of nowhere?"

"Su Qingyi, you're really getting worse as you get older!"

"Today, I'll show you who the true owner of this Treasure Pavilion is!"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Mantang's peak Golden Core cultivation suddenly erupted.

He transformed into a dazzling golden light, carrying an unstoppable force, and rushed straight towards Su Qingyi.

He used all his strength in that attack.

The goal was clear: to subdue Su Qingyi in front of everyone, humiliate her in public, and then slowly sabotage her.

The elders of the main family were shocked by what they saw and exclaimed in alarm.

"Young Miss, watch out!"

Su Qingyi didn't even lift her eyelids, remaining quietly standing in place.

A figure had already calmly and slowly blocked her way.

Chu Feng looked at the golden light rushing towards him and simply sighed.

"I say, is your way of treating guests here to pounce on the hostess the moment you meet her?"

He muttered something under his breath, then casually stretched out a hand and precisely grabbed Jin Mantang's shoulder.

In an instant, Jin Mantang felt an overwhelming and terrifying force that he could not resist, which suppressed him to the spot.

His all-out attack, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was like a mud ox entering the sea, failing to even stir up a ripple.

Unable to move.

Jin Mantang's sinister smile froze, replaced by utter horror.

His peak Golden Core cultivation level was as fragile as an infant in front of his opponent.

"Release the young master!"

Upon seeing this, several Golden Core elders from the Jin family nearby were enraged. They all roared and unleashed their strongest spells.

In an instant, blazing fireballs, icy storms, and sharp sword energy swept towards Chu Feng from all directions, overwhelming him.

"Is this never going to end?"

Chu Feng clicked his tongue impatiently, "I was hoping to play with you guys a bit longer and talk about the compensation, but that's not going to happen now."

Without turning his head, he still had one hand on Jin Mantang's shoulder and casually slapped him across the back.

The air distorted slightly.

A terrifying palm print, visible to the naked eye and several dozen feet in size, appeared out of thin air.

The palm print was terrifyingly solid, and the palm lines were clearly visible.

With an overwhelming sense of dominance that crushes everything and leaves no room for resistance, it slowly advances forward.

All incoming spells, whether fireballs or sword energy, vanished without a trace the moment they touched the palm print, as if ice and snow had melted away.

The palm print, still powerful, struck the Golden Core elders directly.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of soft explosions rang out.

Those Golden Core elders, who were considered experts in Jubao City and usually acted arrogantly, couldn't even let out a scream.

Their bodies, along with their robes and protective magic items, exploded into clouds of blood mist right before everyone's eyes.

With a gust of wind, it vanished without a trace.

The entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Whether they are enemies of the Jin family or allies of Su Qingyi's own family.

Everyone was stunned by this unbelievable scene, their minds blank.

With a single palm strike, he instantly killed several Golden Core elders.

This...this is the terrifying power that only a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses!

The elders of Su Qingyi's lineage looked at Chu Feng with a change in their gaze, which had been filled with doubt and worry, but which immediately turned into unspeakable joy and awe.

They finally understood just how strong the young lady really was—just the little white dog she brought back this time… and just how strong this man she brought back was!

In the dead silence, Chu Feng's emotions remained stable.

He released his grip, letting Jin Mantang, who was terrified and limp as mud, slide to the ground.

Then, ignoring everyone's shocked gazes, he walked directly to the spot where the blood mist had dissipated.

He bent down and skillfully picked up the storage bags that had fallen from the sky one by one, wiped them on his clothes, and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Tsk, one, two... only five, but they're all from the mid-to-late stage of the Golden Core realm, so they probably don't have anything good."

Chu Feng patted his bulging pockets, muttering to himself with a look of disgust on his face.

"But even a mosquito is still meat, so it looks like we'll be exceeding our escort fee target this time."

This action made everyone's eyes twitch.

This senior... after killing someone, actually went down to loot the bag himself?

And judging from his practiced manner, it was clear that this wasn't the first time he'd done something like this.

Just as Chu Feng was enthusiastically cleaning up the battlefield and calculating his extra income,

A roar filled with boundless killing intent and overwhelming rage, like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly erupted from the stairwell.

A terrifying pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator, far surpassing that of a Golden Core cultivator, instantly enveloped the entire courtyard like a landslide or a tsunami!

"You're courting death if you mess with anyone from the Jin family!"