Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"It's nothing."

Faced with Wu Yunmi's request, Lu Feng agreed almost without hesitation.

Because he also happened to be planning to visit the Dark Cloud Tribe again.

The purpose of this move was nothing more than to win over the people and establish authority so that the Wuyun tribe could be brought under its control in the future.

After all, one person's strength is always limited, and as his Yuan Power cultivation continues to grow stronger, Lu Feng also wants to cultivate his own territory to deal with unforeseen needs in the future.

However, although Lu Feng agreed to Wu Yunmi's request, he did not set off immediately. He only instructed Lu Xiaoxiang and Wu Yunran to go back first.

As the saying goes, "To kill someone and not steal their goods is tantamount to killing them for nothing!"

Now that the old thief Tianmu is dead, and the Ghost Kiss Demon Crocodile he kept has also been killed by Lu Feng, if Lu Feng doesn't clean up the battlefield and loot the dead, wouldn't he be losing money like crazy?

Boom! Crack...!

With a single palm strike, Lu Feng shattered the yin-yang mask on Tianmu's face. Upon seeing the true face of the corpse, Lu Feng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, revealing a strange expression.

Tianmu had a pointed snout like a monkey, eyes the size of mung beans, and two long, thin mustaches hanging from the corners of his mouth. His head was completely bald, and even the corners of his eyes were sunken. His appearance was extremely ugly, with a crooked mouth that was almost nauseating.

"Well...!"

"Is this old man even a normal human being? He's probably some kind of monster's offspring, a bizarre species...!"

After seeing Tianmu's true face, Lu Feng felt a surge in his lower abdomen and couldn't help but turn his head away, as if he was about to vomit on the spot.

At this moment, he finally understood why the old scoundrel Tianmu had always worn the Yin-Yang mask even when he wanted to commit illicit acts; it turned out that the other party still had some self-awareness.

After all, if someone is this ugly and doesn't wear a mask to cover it up, it's easy for them to provoke public outrage.

Swish!

With a single palm strike, Lu Feng pulverized the upper body of Tianmu's corpse. He then took the storage ring left on the body and poured a wisp of Yuan energy into it.

"And what is this?"

As he circulated his Yuan Power to examine the storage ring space, Lu Feng was momentarily stunned, his face showing surprise.

He had originally planned to make a small fortune, since the Tianmu master and his apprentice were quite powerful, with the old thief Tianmu himself being a second-level Yuanhai Realm expert, so he must have quite a bit of wealth on him.

However, to Lu Feng's great disappointment, the storage space left by Tianmu was completely empty, almost devoid of any fur, except for a sheepskin letter that had just been opened and a uniquely shaped skull token.

"Damn it! Did that old thief move all the valuables somewhere else?"

"I'm going to lose a lot of money this time!"

Looking at the empty storage ring space in front of him, Lu Feng couldn't help but curse.

After all, he had gone to great lengths to kill Tianmu and his apprentice, but now he hadn't gained any benefits, not even a single spirit stone. Naturally, Lu Feng was very unhappy.

"Young Master Lu, stop cursing and take a look at that token."

Just as Lu Feng was swearing, Gu Canyang suddenly floated out from inside the treasure basin, saying with a surprised look, "This thing seems vaguely familiar to me..."

"Token?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng also composed himself and immediately absorbed the skull token into his palm.

The skull token was black and gold in color, and it also faintly emitted a cold, corpse-like aura. It seemed to be made of a special material and was not an ordinary object. Moreover, even if an ordinary person only touched it lightly, he would feel a chill down his spine, as if he were haunted by a demon!

"Tianmu, ghost?"

Releasing his external energy to dispel the chilling, corpse-like aura emanating from the skull token, Lu Feng was even more astonished upon seeing the brief inscription on it. "Ancient, could this token be...?"

"As expected, that old scoundrel was a member of the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance in his lifetime..."

Interrupting Lu Feng's doubts once more, Gu Canyang stroked his long beard, his tone subtly mocking, "Heh, I never expected that a mere old fool at the second level of the Yuanhai Realm could actually climb up to the towering tree of the Western Xuan Region's Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance. Quite interesting indeed..."

"So it seems that the Blood Soul Beast Taming Banner that old scoundrel used in his lifetime was also made by the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance..."

After saying this, Gu Canyang pointed again and said quietly, "Moreover, the two characters 'Tianmu' engraved on this token are that old scoundrel's code name. As for the character 'Ghost' on the back of the token, it is the symbol of the 'Tianyin Ghost Alliance,' a powerful force in the Western Xuan Region!"

"The Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng also became solemn and said, "Old Gu, judging from what you're saying, it seems that this Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance has quite a background?"

"It's more than just complicated."

With another smile and a stroke of his beard, Gu Canyang's face gradually turned solemn. "Even the Wusheng Sect, which was at its zenith and ravaged most of the Eastern Xuan Region, could hardly compete with the Tianyin Ghost Alliance. They weren't even worthy of carrying its shoes..."

"As for the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance, there are hardly any normal people among their ranks. They're all a bunch of inhuman, monstrous, and tyrannical monsters. If you ever encounter these monsters in the future, you'd better stay far away to avoid getting into trouble..."

"What the heck?"

"I'm definitely done for that kid!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's face instantly turned ugly.

After all, he had just killed Tianmu and his disciple, and the other party came from the "Tianyin Ghost Alliance," a powerful force in the Western Xuan Region. Given the terrifying strength of the Tianyin Ghost Alliance, they would certainly not let Lu Feng go easily!

"Hmph! That old bastard Tianmu is merely at the second level of the Yuanhai Realm, his strength is undeniably weak, probably not even reaching the Ghost Warrior level. His influence within the Tianyin Ghost Alliance is negligible, what are you so afraid of...!"

Faced with Lu Feng's concerns, Gu Canyang snorted coldly, his tone somewhat dismissive.

After all, the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance has a strict hierarchy. Its cultivators are generally divided into five levels from weakest to strongest: Ghost Soldier, Ghost Warrior, Ghost General, Ghost King, and Ghost Venerable. Tianmu is just a Ghost Soldier, so naturally he has no influence.

As Gu Canyang said, if a Ghost Warrior or Ghost General-level expert were to die, the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance would most likely seek revenge. However, a mere insignificant Ghost Soldier would be a different story.

"I see...!"

Lu Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief after Gu Canyang's reminder.

After all, the Heavenly Yin Ghost Alliance's foundation was so strong that even the once-powerful Wusheng Sect could hardly contend with it. If such a behemoth had its eyes on him, he would really not be able to sleep at night!

"Oh, right, and that letter...!"

Suddenly remembering something, Lu Feng took out the sheepskin letter from his storage ring and spread it out.

"My bald-haired brother, if you see this letter, it will be as if you are still here. I was once saved by you, and now I must repay you with my life...!"

"Though I am unworthy, I am willing to serve you with utmost loyalty, to conquer the various southern barbarian tribes on your behalf, until you unify the southern barbarians and ascend to the throne of the Barbarian King. This is written by your brother, Tianmu..."

The handwriting on the parchment letter was sparse, only a few lines long, but the content was explosive, causing Lu Feng to narrow his eyes slightly. "This is... a letter from that old scoundrel Tianmu?"

"So it turns out that old scoundrel Tianmu wasn't just secretly raising demonic beasts to recruit followers; he harbored a much greater ambition—to unify the Southern Barbarian lands?"

"But who exactly is this 'bald brother'? He seems to have quite a close relationship with Tianmu...?"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng couldn't help but clench the sheepskin letter tightly, his curiosity growing even stronger.

After all, he didn't know much about the situation in the Southern Barbarian Lands, and as for the "bald-haired brother" mentioned by Tianmu, Lu Feng knew nothing about him!