Chapter 29: Pentakill! Team Kill!
"Kid, just realized, huh? You really are na?ve and adorable, hahaha..." Wang Tong chuckled strangely.
The martial artists nearby also closed in, their eyes glinting with greed and ill intentions.
They weren't disciples of the Tianyun Sword Sect. Instead, they were independent cultivators who roamed the vast wilderness, hunting demonic beasts. Unlike the sect disciples, these cultivators had less favorable cultivation conditions. Upon noticing Ling Feng, a solitary warrior with moderate strength, they couldn't help but entertain sinister thoughts.
If they could obtain the Wenxian Sect's qi-refining technique, their strength could undoubtedly be elevated by several levels!
"What I hate the most are you sect disciples. Just because you have a sect as a backing, you think you can practice more martial skills. Each one of you is so foolish. Big brother, don't waste time talking to him. Just kill him first. The manual and sword techniques must be on him!" The slender man expressed his resentment.
Zhu Xia narrowed her eyes, her laughter causing her delicate figure to shake. "Handsome young man, if someone is to blame for being ruthless, blame yourself for being foolish!"
Five independent cultivators, armed with their weapons, formed a tight circle around Ling Feng.
In their eyes, Ling Feng had already executed a sword killing technique, rendering himself extremely weakened. Regardless of his original strength, at this moment, he seemed like an easy catch.
"Kid, are you going to cooperate willingly, or do you want us to take action? You probably don't know about the methods we, the Five Ghosts of Black Mountain, use to torment people. We'll make your fate worse than death!" Wang Tong chuckled with a sinister undertone, creating a stark contrast with his seemingly "simple and honest" face.
"Ah..." Ling Feng shook his head, let out a sigh, and said, "If you guys cooperate with me obediently, kill the Cloud-Striped Tiger, and hand over the demonic core, we can all live peacefully. You can even get that celestial fruit. It's a pity..."
Ling Feng lifted his head, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent, sending shivers down anyone who looked at them.
"Unfortunately, your greed knows no bounds. Those consumed by greed usually meet a bitter end." Ling Feng's lips curled into a sinister smile, as if everything was under his control.
A slight tremor ran through Wang Tong's heart. His expression darkened, but he forced himself to remain calm. With a cold snort, he said, "Kid, don't pretend any longer. You're already on your last legs. I don't believe you can pull off that kind of move a second time. Do you really think you have the qualifications to resist us now? Fool, we initially thought about giving you a way out, but it seems you don't know how to appreciate it!"
"Damn it, why waste words? Get him!"
With a low growl, the slender man tightly gripped a shimmering, blue-poisoned dagger and ruthlessly thrust it towards Ling Feng.
Remaining in place, Ling Feng extended two fingers and precisely seized the blade of the dagger. Applying a firm grip, a sharp crack resounded, causing the dagger to shatter into fragments that scattered across the ground.
"Hahaha, fool, you're truly naive!" The slender man laughed mockingly. "Fool, let me tell you, the blade of this dagger is coated with a potent poison. Just a touch, and it will seep into your body. With your meager cultivation, it won't be long before you turn into a puddle of blood!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Ling Feng squinted, being the heir to the medical saint. This small amount of poison was nothing but a big joke in front of him!
In a flash, Ling Feng extended his hand, seized a dagger shard with a swift motion, and effortlessly propelled it through the slender man's throat with a flick of his finger.
"Hahaha—"
The laughter abruptly ceased as the slender man's body convulsed violently, and then, he tilted his head back and collapsed to the ground.
Dead!
"Third Brother!" The eyelids of Wang Tong and the others twitched suddenly. All of them glanced at Ling Feng, then back at the now lifeless body on the ground. Their eyes widened with fury, bloodshot veins covering the whites. They stared fiercely at Ling Feng, muttering, "How is this possible?"
"That was the corroding blood poison we bought with hundreds of crystal coins in Xuanwu City. Even if it's the physique of a peak second-tier demonic beast, it shouldn't be possible to come out unscathed after being tainted by such a potent poison, right?"
Zhu Xia and the remaining two independent cultivators were all stunned. That kind of potent poison was known for its effectiveness, yet it inexplicably failed on this young man?
"Hmph, it's your turn now!" Ling Feng's expression turned cold, his entire demeanor changing. An astonishing aura of sharpness surged from him, reaching into the sky.
"Bastard, you're just a mere fifth level of the Qi Formation Realm! Charge together, I don't believe he can withstand all of us attacking at once!" Wang Tong roared, brandishing his long sword, and he was the first to fiercely slash toward Ling Feng.
The other cultivators also shouted angrily, bolstering their courage. "Die!"
"Hmph!"
Ling Feng took a step with his Flashing Steps technique, his figure resembling flowing light and elusive as if he were part of the swift clouds. One shadow divided into three, creating the illusion of three heads and six arms.
Strike!
In a brilliant flash, the sword light gleamed, akin to the flowing rivers of the Milky Way. Adorned with scattered starlight, it left no traces at all.
"Hiss!"
That was the sound of blood gushing out from a neck!
"Such a swift strike!"
This was the final thought etched in the minds of the three assailants. Their eyes widened in utter disbelief.
Zhu Xia and the other two independent cultivators suddenly froze, their bodies stiffening before collapsing straight to the ground!
"Second Brother, Fifth Brother, Fourth Sister!"
Trembling all over, Wang Tong felt a mixture of fear, anger, and, above all, regret.
"No... please don't kill me, don't kill me..." Wang Tong's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, an unpleasant odor filling the air.
Wang Tong was so terrified that he peed himself!
"Don't worry, my sword will make it quick!"
Ling Feng's eyes gleamed with a cold murderous intent, a faint smile playing on his face. His voice was gentle, as if he were a benevolent and compassionate Buddha.
"Ahh!"
A scream erupted, startling all the birds within a hundred-yard radius into flight.
"Reap what you sow, there's no escape."
Ling Feng flicked off the blood from the tip of his sword, his expression calm. He glanced over the five corpses on the ground, his inner self showing no ripples of emotion.
Perhaps the first time he activated the Emperor's Eye, he had become numb to killing, or maybe as a physician, he had witnessed too many partings between life and death.
For those deserving of death, he felt absolutely no mercy.
After thoroughly searching the bodies on the ground and collecting their dimensional pouches[1], Ling Feng didn't meticulously tally his gains. Instead, he walked over to the celestial fruit.
"So it's the Sunfire Crimson Fruit, and it's a ripe one."
A faint smile crept onto Ling Feng's lips. He had some suspicions when he saw it from a distance, and now it was confirmed. This was indeed the Sunfire Crimson Fruit.
"Great stuff. Unfortunately, without a box crafted from warm jade[2], I can't store this treasure." Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly. Wang Tong and the others, unfamiliar with treasures, only brought some ordinary wooden boxes.
Once the Sunfire Crimson Fruit was plucked, unless it was stored in a jade box, its medicinal properties would rapidly dissipate.
"Well, I'll have to take it as soon as possible." Ling Feng took a deep breath, uprooted the Sunfire Crimson Blood Fruit, and then leaped to find a nearby concealed spot.
1. A small pouch which can store a few items bigger than itself ☜
2. warm jade is a type of jade, smooth in texture ☜
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