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Having chosen a location, Chu Feng stopped, slowly turned around, and spoke to the empty space behind him.

"You've followed me for dozens of miles, friend, aren't your legs sore?"

"You've arrived at the destination, aren't you going to show up?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a figure dressed in the robes of an inner disciple slowly emerged from behind a boulder.

He was a young man in his early thirties with a pair of gloomy, triangular eyes.

"He does have some awareness; no wonder he was able to rise from a menial servant to an inner disciple."

Zhao She looked at Chu Feng with a hint of mockery on his face, "Unfortunately, your good luck ends here."

"Junior Sister Liu is offering 10,000 spirit stones for your life."

"Rest in peace. I'll take this money on your behalf."

Upon hearing the offer, Chu Feng couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"Only ten thousand spirit stones? That woman is underestimating me too much."

"However, money is a good thing, but it also depends on whether you're alive to go back and get it."

"Then let's give it a try!"

Zhao She roared, and his mid-Foundation Establishment spiritual power erupted, as he clawed at Chu Feng's heart!

However, Chu Feng remained calm in the face of this thunderous blow.

Just as the sharp claws were about to touch his clothes...

He moved.

Clang!

A clear, resonant slash echoed through the valley.

The iron sword on his back had been drawn at some point, and a nearly ten-foot-long greenish-blue blade of energy flashed by.

The Roaring Blade!

Zhao Sheqian's body suddenly froze.

The sneer on his face was still frozen, and his triangular eyes were filled with disbelief.

He tried to look down, but found that his gaze was rapidly rising and spinning.

Then, he saw his own headless body, still in a forward-leaning posture.

puff.

Blood gushed into the sky.

Heads fell to the ground.

Chu Feng casually twirled the sword, then sheathed it, the whole process flowing smoothly.

He walked to Zhao She's corpse and skillfully took the storage bag from the other's waist.

Upon probing with his divine sense, Chu Feng's lips twitched involuntarily after a moment.

"After all that, all I got was less than three thousand spirit stones, plus a few bottles of worthless Spirit Gathering Pills?"

He put the storage bag away with a look of disgust, and kicked the head that was still staring blankly into the dead.

"A dignified mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator is poorer than I was when I was a menial laborer. How shameful."

Chu Feng was preparing to clean up the scene with a fire before continuing his journey to Chenjia Town.

But then, another unexpected event occurred!

"Sizzle~"

A sharp, tearing sound came from above his head without warning.

Chu Feng suddenly looked up and saw that a pitch-black crack had appeared out of nowhere in the void above his head!

Spatial rift!

Before he could react, a fiery red figure plummeted awkwardly from the dark crack, crashing to the ground not far in front of him.

Chu Feng's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously took half a step back, instantly raising his spiritual power to its peak, his face full of vigilance.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the appearance of the person who had arrived was revealed.

She was a stunningly beautiful woman in her early twenties.

She wore a fiery red dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisite.

Even in his disheveled state, the innate arrogance and noble air between his brows could not be concealed.

However, she was in very poor condition at the moment.

His breathing was disordered, his face was as pale as paper, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that he had suffered extremely severe internal injuries.

The fact that she could use spatial power to escape indicates that this woman has at least a powerful figure at the Nascent Soul level backing her up!

The person who could chase her down to such a sorry state must have an even more terrifying background!

Chu Feng's mind raced.

To save or not to save?

This is definitely a hot potato; once you get involved, you might end up in serious trouble.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, the woman in the red dress struggled to raise her head and saw Chu Feng standing not far away.

A glimmer of hope flashed in her phoenix eyes. Just as she was about to say something, everything went black, and she fainted.

Chu Feng: "..."

He looked at the stunningly beautiful woman lying unconscious on the ground, and two little voices started fighting in his head again.

In the end, conscience prevailed.

Chu Feng is still an honest and kind person.

"Damn it, I guess I'm just unlucky."

He cursed under his breath, stepped forward, squatted down, and channeled a stream of pure spiritual energy into her, attempting to awaken her.

As spiritual energy entered her body, the woman slowly awoke.

She opened her eyes and saw Chu Feng standing close by. Without thinking, she grabbed his arm and spoke urgently.

"Chenjia Town... Chenjia Town was massacred by an evil cultivator!"

"Quickly...quickly go to the Flowing Cloud Sect for help!"

One sentence froze Chu Feng in place.

Was Chenjia Town massacred?

The sect mission stated that the evil cultivator was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

But the woman in front of me, her cultivation level is clearly also at the peak of Foundation Establishment!

One was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, yet he was forced to use a spatial secret technique to escape by another at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and was also seriously injured.

That heretical cultivator's true cultivation level is probably...

Chu Feng's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Golden Core Realm!

Chu Feng looked down at the woman in the red dress in front of him, and for a moment only one thought occupied his mind.

run.

We have to run.

Fighting a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Golden Core stage isn't a fight; it's an execution.

Without saying a word, Chu Feng pried open Shen Luoxia's fingers that were gripping his arm.

"Thank you for informing me, young lady. This information is extremely important. I will immediately return to the sect to report to the elders and request reinforcements to rescue you!"

After saying that, he stood up, and the bull-headed man left.

Clean and efficient, without any hesitation or fuss.

Shen Luoxia was completely stunned.

She used her last bit of strength to deliver such important information, and this man's reaction was... to turn around and run away?

"You...you're not taking me with you?"

Shen Luoxia grabbed Chu Feng's sleeve, her face full of disbelief.

Chu Feng stopped and turned around, looking quite troubled.

"Girl, let me tell you the truth."

"You were being hunted down by a heretical cultivator who was at least at the Golden Core stage. Your injuries are so severe that you have difficulty even walking."

"If I take you with me, our speed will be at least halved. If that evil cultivator catches up, we'll both die."

"I'll run back to the sect alone to get reinforcements; that's the best option for you."

His words were reasonable, logically clear, and quite sincere.

But Shen Luoxia was so angry that she trembled all over.

She lived for twenty years, the daughter of the Southern Bright Sect Master, and a peerless genius who reached the half-step Golden Core stage at the age of twenty.

In the Southern Ming Sect, which male cultivator wouldn't want to rip out his heart and liver and offer it to her upon seeing her?

Let alone saving her, even if they were to die in her place, people would probably line up to fight for a spot.

And this guy in front of her actually thinks she's a burden?

Do you know who I am?

Shen Luoxia gritted her teeth and struggled to sit up, her phoenix eyes filled with pride and resentment.

"My name is Shen Luoxia, daughter of Shen Tianxing, the sect leader of the Nanming Sect, and I am a half-step Golden Core cultivator!"

"As long as you bring me safely back to the Flowing Cloud Sect, my father will reward you handsomely. You can have anything you want!"