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"Therefore, Qingyi wants to offer a large sum of money to hire you, young master, as my bodyguard to escort me safely to Jubao City."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng immediately shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.

"No, no, I'm not going."

"Master Su, you're pushing me into a fire pit!"

"You two great merchant guilds are fighting like gods; for a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like me to get involved would be suicide, wouldn't it?"

"Besides, I have principles. I only do one deal and never engage in any bundled sales."

Su Qingyi looked at his unyielding attitude but wasn't angry. She simply parted her red lips slightly and uttered a number softly.

"Two hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Chu Feng wavered.

He swallowed hard, but still forced himself to say, "Master Su, this isn't about money, it's about principle..."

Su Qingyi didn't waste any words with him and simply extended two slender, jade-like fingers.

"An additional 200,000 will be added after the deal is done."

"..."

"As you know, Su Louzhu, I'm a very sentimental person!"

Chu Feng strode forward, his face beaming, and said, "We're so close now, protecting you is my responsibility!"

"What Wanzhen Pavilion, what ambush! In my eyes, they're all just a bunch of worthless idiots!"

"Please rest assured, Ms. Su, from this moment on, your safety is my responsibility!"

……

The Sea of ​​Myriad Forms, the heart of a chaotic land.

The sky here is shrouded in a layer of gray mist all year round.

The spiritual energy here is mixed and violent. Ordinary cultivators flying here could easily be swept into a spatial rift and be left with nothing but bones if they are not careful.

With the extravagant spiritual power boost from Chu Feng, Su Qingyi's flying boat magic treasure moved steadily like a streak of light over this dangerous sea area.

"Young Master Chu, Treasure City is just ahead."

Su Qingyi stood at the bow of the boat, her fiery red dress fluttering in the wind, outlining her breathtaking curves.

Pointing to a majestic city appearing on the distant horizon, she solemnly introduced, "Treasure City is the largest and most prosperous city in the entire Vientiane Sea."

"It is not under the jurisdiction of any sect; it is a place where people from all walks of life gather."

"Here, there are no rules. The only rule is that whoever has the biggest fist is the boss."

Chu Feng stood beside her with his hands behind his back, squinting as he surveyed the city that was getting closer and closer.

Good guy.

This city wall must be several hundred feet high.

The entire structure is built from a unique, jet-black stone.

Beneath the dim light of the sky, it shone with a profound, ethereal glow.

The entire city resembles an ancient behemoth lying on the sea, exuding a desolate yet domineering aura.

"This stone is nice."

Chu Feng stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Being able to absorb spiritual energy on its own, isn't that a natural spirit-gathering array?"

"If this land were used to build villas, how many spirit stones would each villa sell for?"

"This location, these amenities, it's a truly luxurious villa..."

Su Qingyi was completely stunned and couldn't follow his train of thought at all.

She took a breath and steered the conversation back on track: "Young master, once we enter the city, we must be careful."

"The current Jubaolou is not a monolithic entity."

"Besides the main family represented by my father, there is another powerful branch of the Jin family who have always coveted the position of the head of the family, and have even colluded with our mortal enemy, Wanzhen Pavilion, in secret."

"Oh, a power struggle within a wealthy family, is that it?" Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. "I know, I've seen this kind of drama a lot."

"Tell me, are you going to flip the table this time, or just go through the motions?"

Su Qingyi gave a bitter smile: "If it weren't for a last resort, I wouldn't want to go that far."

"It's just that my father's soul was injured and he has been in seclusion for many years, which has allowed the Jin family to become more and more unruly."

The flying boat slowly landed at the dock of Jubao City.

As soon as the two stepped onto the ground, a servant from Jubaolou greeted them and respectfully led them to the headquarters in the city center.

The headquarters of Jubaolou is a building complex that is even more magnificent than a royal palace.

However, when Su Qingyi brought Chu Feng to enter the private domain of Tianxin Pavilion where the lord resided, they were stopped in the courtyard by a group of guards wearing golden armor.

The head of the guards was a tall, burly young man with a fierce face, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

He glanced at Chu Feng sideways, then turned his gaze back to Su Qingyi, and said with a forced smile.

"Hey, isn't this my cousin Qingyi? What's this? You came back from that godforsaken place in the Southern Region with a pretty boy?"

This man's name is Jin Yang, and he is a direct descendant of a collateral branch of the Jin family.

Relying on his uncle being an elder of the Enforcement Hall, he was usually arrogant and domineering.

Su Qingyi's face immediately turned cold.

"Jin Yang, open your dog eyes and see clearly. My father is still in seclusion, he's not dead."

"This Treasure Pavilion is not for the Jin family to decide!"

"My father?" Jin Yang scoffed, deliberately puffing out his chest. "My cousin in green, you probably don't know him yet, do you?"

"The old master has been in seclusion for too long. A few days ago, the elders proposed that my uncle temporarily assume the position!"

"Now, the defense of the entire Jubaolou is under the jurisdiction of our Law Enforcement Hall."

"Tianxin Pavilion is a forbidden area; all unauthorized personnel are strictly prohibited from entering!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Chu Feng, his mockery becoming even more pronounced.

"Especially these strange men of unknown origin, who knows if they're spies sent by Wanzhen Pavilion?"

"If you disturb the person recovering from their injury, can you bear the responsibility?!"

In the past, when faced with such provocations, Su Qingyi would mostly choose to endure and plan for the long term.

But today, she didn't want to hold back anymore.

Because behind her stood a man who could make her stand tall.

"spy?"

Su Qingyi's red lips curled into a cold smile.

She didn't even turn around to look at Chu Feng, she just said something indifferently.

"Young Master Chu, may I borrow your knife?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Yang felt a flash of cold light before his eyes.

"Pfft!"

A large, fine head flew into the air, its arrogant expression still frozen in place.

Blood splattered like a fountain, covering the faces of the Jin family guards around them.

"Noisy."

Chu Feng flicked his wrist, and all the blood droplets on the blade were shaken off.

The entire process was completed in one go, as fast as lightning.

The swift and decisive way the killer was killed stunned everyone present.

Jin Yang's headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

The remaining Jin family guards were all terrified, their faces pale, their hands trembling as they gripped their weapons. They dared not step forward to stop them in the slightest.

"Su Qingyi! How dare you!"

A loud shout came from not far away.