"Why have you stopped? Don't you want to kill ?" Chen Fei casually tossed aside the corpse of the Old Man with Brown Spots, Xue Hongxin. He then turned his head calmly, looking at the elder who had practically collapsed to the ground, and spoke indifferently. A milky-white radiance emanated from his palm—beautiful, yet terrifying.
"No, I wouldn't dare... I dare not…" Elder Zhong Can was on the verge of tears. His lips turned white and trembled as he spoke, his face a mask of pure fear.
What a joke. By now, even if he was a complete fool, he clearly understood the situation. Although he had broken through to the eleventh layer of the Divine Skill of the Divine Fire Token and truly beco a Half-Step Innate Powerhouse, he was still no match for that monstrous youth. He didn't dare act recklessly any longer!
Seeing this, Instructor Lei Long couldn't help but smack his lips, a complex and sympathetic expression on his face as he watched the Half-Step Innate Elder.
After all, that was a Half-Step Innate! Across the entire country's Circle of Ancient Martial Artists, he was definitely a well-known and prominent figure. But now, in front of a young man like Chen Fei, he was as obedient as a grandson, his face filled with deep reverence, horror, and fear. How on earth did this kid do it? Even if he started his cultivation in the womb, he couldn't possibly be this terrifying! Even though he knew he was on Chen Fei's side, Instructor Lei Long felt a chill creep up his spine, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Of course, at the sa ti, he couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if a talent like Chen Fei joined their Flying Leopard. However, he also knew this was likely just wishful thinking. After all, Chen Fei had already refused him once, and his temperant didn't seem suitable for the group.
THUD!
While Lei Long's thoughts were wandering, Chen Fei had already landed a vicious kick on the old man. His face was cold as he spat, "You don't dare? So now you know how to play the victim? When you were so arrogant earlier, talking about killing , why didn't I hear you say you 'dare not' then? Huh!" He kicked down hard again.
"...Hmph, Senior, I was blind not to recognize your greatness, and I have offended you. Please be magnanimous and forgive this one ti! I beg you, as long as you spare , I will agree to any condition," Zhong Can let out a heavy grunt. Reacting just as Ma Dong had, he imdiately dropped to his knees to beg for rcy without the slightest hesitation.
As the saying goes, age brings wisdom; even a pig would beco shrewd after living so long. At this mont, he understood perfectly. Since Chen Fei hadn't killed him right away, it ant the young man wasn't particularly bloodthirsty. This was evidently his only chance at survival! His sole glimr of hope.
"Spare you? I could, but I don't like leaving loose ends that might cause trouble later," Chen Fei said indifferently.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior! Thank you for your magnanimity! I understand what to do..." Without hesitation, Zhong Can struck his own Dantian. A spurt of blood sprayed from his mouth as the searing energy within his body plumted. His Dantian was mostly destroyed.
"I have to admit, you people from the Holy Fire Sect are all the sa. Cruel to others, and even crueler to yourselves," Chen Fei remarked, feeling sowhat astonished. First Ma Dong, and now this old man. He had crippled his own Dantian in an instant over a single sentence. It left speechless.
"I was ignorant and offended you, Senior. The punishnt is deserved, and I accept it willingly," Zhong Can stamred, assuming Chen Fei was still unwilling to let him go. He was sweating profusely, and his lips trembled.
"That's enough. Since I, Chen Fei, have spoken, my words carry weight. I won't go back on them. Let's forget what happened, but I need to ask you a few questions," Chen Fei said lightly, curling his lip at the man's trembling form.
"Thank you for your kindness and generosity, Senior," the old man Zhong Can said as he got up. He adjusted his ragged clothes and tremblingly walked up to bow before Chen Fei.
His Dantian wasn't completely destroyed; a small part remained intact. Naturally, so of his cultivation level also remained, roughly equivalent to a Second Rate Ancient Martial Artist, which was why he could still stand. But from now on, this was his limit. He would never be able to cultivate again.
Witnessing another Half-Step Innate Powerhouse et such a tragic end before Chen Fei—crippling his own Dantian and losing the ability to ever cultivate again—Instructor Lei Long couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Indeed, within the Circle of Ancient Martial Artists, might makes right. The strong are revered! Otherwise, given the old man's advanced age, if the tradition of respecting one's elders was upheld, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable plight.
"Were there only the three of you today?" Chen Fei asked emotionlessly.
"Yes, Senior," Zhong Can imdiately nodded. "Only the three of us ca today. Elder Jun Duanshan is in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Innate Realm, so he couldn't act personally. Secondly, it was because he believed..." He suddenly trailed off, sweating profusely, unable to continue.
"He believed the three of you would be enough?" Chen Fei calmly took over. "Three First-Class Ancient Warriors, personally dispatched to capture and kill a young man in his twenties. It must have seed like overkill, with no chance of failure, right?"
Such thinking was perfectly normal. After all, First-Class Ancient Warriors weren't a di a dozen, to say nothing of the Strongest Peak of First-Class Ancient Warrior among them. Such a powerful combination, deployed rely to capture and kill a young man like him, would seem like absolute overkill to anyone. An accident would be impossible.
"...Yes, you're right," Zhong Can murmured, lowering his head with a bitter and helpless expression.
It was supposed to be that way, without any surprises, but who could have expected Chen Fei to be such a terrifying anomaly! An Innate Expert in his twenties? Who could have imagined it? Who would dare believe it? Even true Innate Experts would probably be shocked and find it hard to believe this news. After all, in his many years in the Circle of Ancient Martial Arts, the youngest Innate Experts he knew of were at least in their forties. Chen Fei was less than half their age. It was simply unimaginable!
"So if the three of you don't return, what will happen to your Holy Fire Sect?" Chen Fei asked with a sneer.
"If the three of us don't return, our Holy Fire Sect will suffer a great loss of vitality, and panic will spread. At that point, even if our sect's Elder Jun Duanshan is reluctant to act personally, I'm afraid he'll have no choice—unless he doesn't care if the Holy Fire Sect collapses," Zhong Can said with a somber expression.
As soon as Chen Fei asked, Zhong Can knew the Holy Fire Sect was likely finished. They had provoked soone they shouldn't have while remaining completely in the dark about the true strength of their enemy. If they had known Chen Fei was an Innate Expert, would they have dared to offend him so recklessly? At that point, never mind Junn Yuanyi—even if he, Zhong Can, or their Ancestor of the Holy Fire Sect, Jun Duanshan, had an arm chopped off, they would have had no choice but to swallow their pride and accept it! Such is the inviolable dignity of an Innate Level Expert! But now, everyone in the Holy Fire Sect was clueless, completely unaware their enemy was a terrifying Innate Level Expert. This led them to believe they were invincible, brimming with confidence that their foe was rely a blind ant. And the reality? The reality was that the Holy Fire Sect was the ant, and Chen Fei was the terrifying monster with the power to annihilate them with a wave of his hand!
"So, you're saying that as long as this Jun Duanshan is alive, I can't expect to have any peace?" Chen Fei's eyes flashed. In truth, he hadn't considered it as deeply as Zhong Can assud. It was just a casual question, but he hadn't expected it to unearth such a troubleso matter. Although a Half-Step Innate Peak powerhouse wasn't much of a threat to him, he was wary of an enemy operating from the shadows while he was out in the open. That would be troubleso and could lead to unforeseen developnts.
A surge of killing intent rose within him. His gaze flickered as he asked, "Where is the Holy Fire Sect located?"
"In the Lingnan Mountains, at Crimson Blood Peak," Zhong Can answered with a shiver, speaking the truth.
"I knew it..." Chen Fei muttered, unsurprised.
As far as he knew, at least sixty to seventy percent of the Ancient Martial Arts sects in the Three Provinces of Lingnan were located in the Lingnan Mountains. The area was sparsely populated and far from the noise of the cities, making it easier to focus on martial arts.
Having learned what he wanted, Chen Fei couldn't be bothered with the man any longer. He waved his hand impatiently. "Alright, you can go."
"Thank you, Senior, thank you..." As if granted a pardon, Zhong Can imdiately bowed and scurried away without hesitation.
Watching him go, Chen Fei curled his lips. He realized the man likely had no intention of seeking revenge. It was obvious his will had been broken. He no longer possessed the courage and determination of a martial artist, leaving only humility and cowardice. He was no longer a threat.
"Chen Fei, Elder Luo wishes to see you," Instructor Lei Long said, walking over just then.
"Elder Luo? Chief Luo?"
Chen Fei was montarily taken aback before he quickly understood. This must be about Ma Dong. They must have found out. He nodded slightly. "Alright, no problem. But I'll have to trouble you to take care of those two bodies, Instructor Lei." He was, of course, referring to the corpses of the blind old man and the Old Man with Brown Spots, Xue Hongxin.
"That's simple. I'll call soone to handle it. You don't need to worry about sothing so minor," Instructor Lei Long readily agreed.
A short while later, a gleaming rcedes-Benz GL400 left the county outskirts, heading back toward Northern Mountain City.
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