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

Lei Wanjun slowly woke up.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a huge face right in front of me.

Chu Feng was squatting next to him, still holding the shoulder buckle of the Xuanwu Mountain-Suppressing Armor, and was taking it off.

"woke up?"

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, Chu Feng continued his work without stopping. "Perfect timing. This armor buckle is too tight. Help me untie it from the inside."

Lei Wanjun was so frightened that he shuddered and shrank back.

"What are you doing?!"

"Remove your armor."

Chu Feng patted the heavy tortoise shell as if it were his due, "A bet is a bet, this shell is mine now."

"No! Absolutely not!"

Lei Wanjun's eyes were bloodshot as he pressed tightly against the armor plate on his chest. "Junior Brother Chu, no, Grandpa Chu! Elder Xing lent me this armor!"

"Oh?"

Chu Feng paused, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Elder Xing's?"

"Absolutely true!"

Lei Wanjun said, trembling, "If this is lost, the elder will skin me alive!"

Chu Feng stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Seeing his hesitation, Lei Wanjun gritted his teeth and said, "I'll redeem it! I'll redeem it with spirit stones!"

"How many?"

"One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up instantly.

"make a deal."

Chu Feng deftly buttoned his shirt back up, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "WeChat or Alipay?"

Lei Wanjun frantically rummaged through his storage bag, emptying out a pile of jade bottles and spirit stones. After counting them for a long time, his face turned green.

"Grandpa Chu, I... I only have 60,000..."

"That's not enough."

Chu Feng clicked his tongue and touched the armor buckle again. "Well, there's nothing I can do about it then."

"No, no, no!"

Lei Wanjun grabbed his hand, "I'll write an IOU for the rest! Principal and interest, I absolutely won't renege on the debt!"

"An IOU?"

Chu Feng smiled, took out paper and pen from his storage bag and wrote a few lines, "Okay, pay it off within three months. If you don't pay it off by the deadline, the amount will double. If you still don't pay it off, the amount will double every month."

Lei Wanjun quickly reached out, took the paper and pen, and pressed his fingerprint on them.

He has only one thought in mind right now: to survive and get out of here.

As for the IOU...

We can always run away!

Watching Lei Wanjun's retreating figure, Chu Feng carefully put away the 60,000 spirit stones and the IOU, feeling quite pleased with himself.

I woke up to find I'd made a net profit of 60,000 yuan plus an IOU.

This deal is incredibly profitable.

……

A few days later, the watch period ended.

In the inner gate square, the final decision on who would receive the nine Heavenly Abyss Tokens was finally made.

Chu Feng had two coins hanging from his waist as he stood in the crowd, looking at the glittering list.

He glanced at the remaining seven names on the list and chuckled.

Gu Hanchuan, Zhao Pojun, and a few other unfamiliar faces stood ramrod straight, all of whom were more or less related to Elder Xing and Elder Zhang.

So, in the end, all the people selected in this selection process are our own people?

"Young master, there's something fishy about this list."

Hongxiu leaned closer and whispered, "These people are all from Elder Zhang and Elder Xing's side."

"Is there a problem?"

Chu Feng almost burst out laughing. "No problem."

"Isn't this just sending us labor?"

Xia Hanyan covered her mouth and laughed, "In your eyes, young master, they're all walking storage bags, aren't they?"

"Senior sister's insight is brilliant."

As Chu Feng spoke, he flicked his sleeves and said, "Once we enter the secret realm, it'll be my buffet."

……

On the way back to his cave, Chu Feng hummed a little tune from his hometown.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Xia Hanyan pressed herself against him.

Her light purple dress was already thin, and when it clung to her, the shape of her two soft mounds was directly imprinted on Chu Feng's arm.

"Master~!"

Xia Hanyan took out a white jade bracelet from her sleeve and handed it to Chu Feng.

"This is a life-saving artifact that I obtained by chance before. It is called the Thousand-Thread Heart-Protecting Bracelet. It contains a shield that can defend against attacks from the peak of the Golden Core stage."

"This is a gift for my master... as a token of my gratitude."

She raised her head, her large, watery eyes fixed on Chu Feng. "I wonder how Master plans to thank this servant?"

Chu Feng looked at the jade bracelet in his hand, and then at Xia Hanyan's body, which was almost hanging on him.

"This bracelet is nice."

Chu Feng put away the jade bracelet, and with his other hand, he casually put his arm around her slender waist, which he could easily wrap his hand around. "As for thanks..."

"Of course, we need to have more in-depth negotiations."

Xia Hanyan went limp and fell into his arms, her breathing quickening.

"Then this servant will await the master's favor..."

Chu Feng lowered his head, preparing for a friendly discussion that was both in-depth and easy to understand.

The air in the bedroom suddenly rippled.

Chu Feng froze, feeling the familiar pressure of the Nascent Soul stage.

Feng Jiuyou, dressed in a black palace robe, walked out of the void.

Xia Hanyan suddenly jumped away from Chu Feng, taking three steps back, her hand pressed against her chest, her face as white as chalk.

Chu Feng leaned back in his chair, slowly straightened his collar, and looked up.

"Ancestor, it's so late, what instructions do you have?"

Feng Jiuyou glanced at him, then at Xia Hanyan, and said, "There are evil cultivators causing trouble around the sect."

Xia Hanyan.

Xia Hanyan's knees buckled, and she almost knelt down.

"Ancestor."

"In the past few days, evil cultivators have been frequently spotted in the wasteland three hundred miles east of the inner sect, disturbing the spiritual veins."

Feng Jiuyou slightly raised her wrist, and a token floated onto the stone table. "You shall set off immediately to patrol in my stead and ensure that the secret realm is cleared out before it opens."

Xia Hanyan opened her mouth and glanced at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was admiring the scenery.

"This servant..." She swallowed hard. "Yes, ma'am."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuyou stopped looking at her.

Xia Hanyan could only lower her head and put away the token, glancing unwillingly in Chu Feng's direction before speaking with a pitiful expression.

"Master, this servant will go now."

Chu Feng raised his hand and waved at her.

"Be careful on the road, go early and come back early, it would be best to bring back some local specialties."

Xia Hanyan gritted her teeth, curtsied, and with a flick of her light veil, transformed into a streak of purple light and flew out of the cave.

The courtyard fell silent.

Hongxiu poked half her head out of the kitchen with an empty bowl in her hand, glanced at Feng Jiuyou, then at Chu Feng, before quietly pulling her head back in.

She thought for a moment, then moved a small stool, sat down in the corner of the kitchen, and closed the door.

I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything at all...

Chu Feng put down his teacup and looked at Feng Jiuyou with a grin.

"It is rare for our ancestor to condescend to descend upon us."

"The news of the evil cultivators causing trouble can be handled directly by the Enforcement Hall. Why bother making the trip yourself?"

Feng Jiuyou didn't reply, but walked to the stone table and stood there.

He took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and placed it in front of Chu Feng.

The talisman was engraved with a phoenix with outstretched wings, exactly the same as the golden phoenix pattern on her usual clothes.

Chu Feng picked it up.

The moment the fingertip touched the surface of the talisman, a powerful aura could be felt.

It was a divine thought of a Nascent Soul Realm expert, sealed within a thin jade piece, ready to erupt at any moment.