Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"What? You're not convinced?"

Seeing that Xie Xuanbei still dared to block his way, Lu Feng also turned around and looked at the other party, his eyes revealing a murderous aura.

Although the other party had already paid a protection fee of 100,000 contribution points, it did not mean that Lu Feng was a soft-hearted person. If Xie Xuanbei insisted on courting death, he would not mind sending the other party to meet the King of Hell!

"Of course not!"

"Young Master Lu, today my second brother and I were simply outmatched..."

Seemingly startled by the murderous intent in Lu Feng's eyes, Xie Xuanbei instinctively took several steps back. Then, disregarding his severe injuries, he said with lingering fear, "Young Master Lu, we brothers are utterly convinced of our defeat today!"

"only...."

At this point, Xie Xuanbei's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, seemingly hesitant and uneasy. "Those 100,000 contribution points represent all the wealth my second brother and I have accumulated over decades. Now, my second brother and I are truly penniless. So, Young Hero Lu, could you please leave us a little bit...?"

Xie Xuanbei, unlike his previous arrogance, not only spoke in a humble tone, but also knelt down on the spot after speaking, and kowtowed to Lu Feng opposite him, seemingly hoping that the other party would show leniency.

After all, losing a full 100,000 contribution points at once would be heartbreaking for anyone, not just a student from the West Campus, but even for some of the top-ranked senior students from the South Campus, as if their flesh and blood were being torn apart!

"cannot."

Faced with Xie Xuanbei's pleas, Lu Feng refused without hesitation, his tone remaining indifferent.

Because the two brothers had only themselves to blame. If the Xie brothers hadn't planned to deal with them in order to curry favor with the Five Spirits Society, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

Furthermore, given Lu Feng's shrewd nature, once he's already got his hands on the prize, he's unlikely to spit it out!

Seeing that Lu Feng showed no sign of backing down, Xie Xuanbei felt a deep sense of despair and regret, and became somewhat lost and dejected.

After all, this was the savings of the two brothers over half their lives, and now they were giving it all away to Lu Feng. It was practically the same as killing him!

"These 100,000 contribution points are the price you two brothers have to pay, but considering your kowtow and repentance, and our past as fellow disciples, I won't completely wipe you out..."

Just as Xie Xuanbei was feeling hopeless, Lu Feng's calm voice came from the side again.

Swish!

The next moment, two golden lights streaked across the sky and slowly fell into Xie Xuanbei's hands. They were a sixth-grade poison-quenched gauntlet and the Crimson Flame Fist manual that had been sitting unsold for half a day.

"Consider these two treasures a reward from me, don't be shy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng smiled slightly, then turned and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing from sight.

Anyway, the sixth-grade poison-tempered gauntlets and the Crimson Flame Fist manual had been sitting in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion for half a day without selling, so even if he gave them to Xie Xuanbei now, Lu Feng wouldn't feel bad at all.

After all, compared to this paltry sum, the Xie brothers on the other side had truly given him a great gift.

A full 100,000 contribution points, if all of them were exchanged for mid-grade spirit stones, would amount to about 100,000 stones. With the six-fold increase from the Treasure Basin, this would be enough to support Lu Feng's spirit power cultivation to break through to the second level of the Spirit Soul Realm, or even a higher realm!

"Wait, wait, wait...!"

Looking at the sixth-grade poison-tempered gauntlets and the Crimson Flame Fist manual in his hands, Xie Xuanbei was also dumbfounded.

After all, these two treasures were not only useless to him personally, but even if they were combined, they could only fetch a maximum of 30,000 to 40,000 contribution points, which was not worth much money at all!

"That damn bastard, he's always causing me trouble...!"

Thinking of this, Xie Xuanbei felt a surge of anger, and then looked at his second brother Xie Xuannan, who was unconscious beside him.

After all, if the other party hadn't actively sought trouble for Lu Feng, he wouldn't have been beaten up and ended up losing half a lifetime's savings, a truly devastating loss!

"Senior Lu Feng is leaving already?"

"As expected of a man as swift as the wind, even his departing figure is so captivating...!"

"Stop looking, you little bitch! Even if you look a thousand times, Senior Lu Feng won't pay you any attention!"

"Hmph, mind your own business! How do you know Senior Lu Feng won't pay attention to me? Maybe he likes women like me?"

Seeing Lu Feng turn and leave Baibaoxuan, a group of young female students around the stall looked over and started talking amongst themselves. Among them were quite a few who were jealous and had already regarded Lu Feng as their sweetheart.

However, these are all things for later, and Lu Feng himself wouldn't care.

Because in seven days the academy competition will be held, at which time his life-or-death duel with Cheng Xuyuan will also begin.

Therefore, Lu Feng only has one plan right now: to continuously improve his strength in order to prepare for the life-or-death duel in seven days.

...

Meanwhile, in the southern barbarians, Lingtai Mountain

In a dense forest at the foot of the mountain, a group of people hurriedly passed by. The leader was dressed in green and held a long sword. Her fair and jade-like face was solemn and dignified. She seemed to be a beautiful young woman in her early twenties.

However, although the woman in green was a woman, her Yuan energy was quite remarkable, reaching the sixth level of the Meridian Opening Realm, which made her a force to be reckoned with!

Behind the woman in green was a long line of people, including a few young cultivators who were also wearing long robes, and the rest were ordinary people with tattered clothes and covered in blood.

However, these ordinary people looked rather strange. Not only were their faces ashen and their eyes vacant, but their hands and feet were also bound by thick shackles, as if they were being held captive by the woman in green and others, and were being taken somewhere.

"Senior Sister Lin, we're almost there!"

Among the escorting team, gazing at the Taiji Sword Sect's mountain gate faintly visible on the horizon, a young cultivator said excitedly, his previously tense face relaxing slightly.

As disciples of the Taiji Sword Sect, they not only had to go out on missions to gather intelligence on the Wusheng Demonic Sect, but also had to be constantly on guard against ambushes from the Wusheng Demonic Sect. At the same time, they had to bring back the demonic sect members they had captured. Their tasks were heavy and their pressure was immense.

So, now that he was finally back on the territory of the Taiji Sword Sect, the young cultivator naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the Taiji Sword Sect is one of the top cultivation sects in the Southern Barbarian Lands, comparable to a quasi-fifth-grade sect. The Wusheng Sect is no longer as prosperous as it once was, so it naturally dares not run wild around Lingtai Mountain.

"Yes, although we've returned to Lingtai Mountain, we shouldn't let our guard down too much..."

Lin Xiaoyu glanced back at the young cultivator, nodded slightly, and said in a solemn tone, "Don't forget, those junior brothers and sisters of the past died tragically at the hands of the demonic sect members because they underestimated their enemy. These demonic sect members are no ordinary people!"

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin!"

Faced with Lin Xiaoyu's reminder, the young cultivator was also startled and looked wary. He immediately cupped his hands in a fist salute, as if he had recalled a painful past event.

"ah...!"

Just as everyone was hurrying along, a piercing and shrill scream suddenly rang out.

Click!

The next moment, a tall, burly man covered in blood broke free of his shackles and turned to bite a Tai Chi Sword Sect disciple next to him. He immediately bit off half of the disciple's right hand, causing a spray of blood to fly everywhere. The scene was horrific!

"What?!"

"Oh no, stop him!"

"Don't let him get away!"

The unexpected turn of events caused Lin Xiaoyu and the remaining Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples to change their expressions slightly, seemingly caught off guard by the tall, burly man's sudden resistance.

After all, the group of demonic cult members they were escorting were just commoners with no cultivation whatsoever. Moreover, their tendons and ligaments had already been crippled, so logically, they shouldn't have been able to break free of their shackles at all!