“You, don’t come any closer, don’t come any closer.”
Seeing Li Feng walking towards them step by step, the men looked at him in abject terror, as though he were a demon that had just crawled out of hell.
“Don’t want to die? Then tell me your true identities. Why did you try to rob me? Do you have any other accomplices?” Li Feng asked coldly.
“Hmph, kill me if you want.” The fifth-layer Postnatal martial artist snorted coldly. Doing what they did, he knew this day would come sooner or later. He just hadn’t expected it to arrive so soon. Over the years he had enjoyed everything he wanted and lived well. Even if he died now, he felt it was no great loss.
“You won’t talk? I have ways to make you talk.” Li Feng gave a cold laugh. The reason he refused to let these people go and wanted to know their identities was not simply because they had tried to rob him this time. There was another, bigger reason: the future. These people were clearly not first-time offenders. He did not want to be targeted by such scum every time he came to the Ancient Martial Artists Association to exchange resources.
Robbery was obviously something they had done many times before. It was likely organised and premeditated. They might belong to an organisation, or they might be acting independently. Either way, Li Feng needed to get to the bottom of it.
If it was an organisation, he would either take it over for his own use or wipe it out completely. People who made a living robbing other martial artists were clearly no ordinary thugs. Had his own strength been insufficient, even someone like Ge Feng at fifth-layer Postnatal would have fallen to them.
However, Li Feng also knew that anyone willing to commit robbery was probably vicious and irredeemable. Taking them in was most likely impossible. That left only the second option: total annihilation.
But before annihilating them, he still needed to find out how many companions they had and where they kept everything they had stolen over the years.
“Murder and arson bring golden belts.” These people had surely amassed a considerable haul. Since it was all ill-gotten wealth, Li Feng saw no problem in taking it for himself.
As he spoke, Li Feng swung his sabre. In an instant, he severed one of the man’s arms.
“Ah!!!”
The fifth-layer Postnatal martial artist clutched his severed arm and rolled on the ground, blood spraying everywhere.
“Hmph. If you won’t talk, someone else will.” Li Feng laughed coldly. He turned to another man nearby and fixed him with an icy stare. “You. Speak.”
The man Li Feng singled out went pale. “I, I…”
“Won’t talk? Die.” Li Feng laughed again and swung his sabre.
Pfft!
The man’s head flew into the air. A fountain of blood spurted from his neck, and his body crashed to the ground.
“You. Speak.” Li Feng’s chilling gaze shifted to yet another man.
“We, we are from the Black Wind Bandits…” Seeing Li Feng kill without so much as blinking, the man’s expression changed dramatically.
“Black Wind Bandits? Explain clearly.” Li Feng raised an eyebrow.
“Old Wang, you dare…” The fifth-layer martial artist’s face twisted in fury as he snarled at the man.
“Shut your mouth.” Li Feng snorted coldly and struck out with his palm.
Bang!
The palm wind struck the fifth-layer martial artist square in the chest. He let out a muffled groan and fainted on the spot.
“Now you can talk.” Li Feng looked coldly at Old Wang.
Old Wang swallowed hard and began explaining the origins of the Black Wind Bandits.
It turned out that the Black Wind Bandits were a robber group formed by several rogue ancient martial artists. Cultivation required vast amounts of resources. For rogue cultivators with no family or sect backing them, obtaining resources was extremely difficult. Thus, some with crooked hearts banded together into robber bands. The Black Wind Bandits were one such group.
These robber groups had informants inside every branch of the Ancient Martial Artists Association. Whenever they spotted someone exchanging resources who appeared weak, that person became their target.
They had people stationed at every exit. The moment a target was identified inside, the news was immediately relayed to those waiting outside, who would then strike.
Li Feng had been marked the moment he exchanged resources in the branch. The fifth-layer martial artist had sent Li Feng’s description to his companions lying in wait the instant Li Feng left the branch. That was why they had acted the moment he reached this secluded spot.
They simply never expected that the fat sheep in their eyes would turn out to be a ferocious tiger.
“So you still have quite a few companions?” Li Feng asked, narrowing his eyes.
“Yes, yes.” Old Wang nodded hurriedly.
“Where are they?” Li Feng asked coldly.
“They are at…” Sensing the icy killing intent radiating from Li Feng, Old Wang did not dare delay. He immediately told Li Feng the location of their headquarters.
“What about him?” Li Feng pointed at the unconscious fifth-layer martial artist.
“He is our second-in-command,” Old Wang answered quickly.
“You must have robbed a lot over the years. Where do you keep it all?” Li Feng asked coldly.
“At our headquarters…” Old Wang finished speaking, then looked nervously at Li Feng. “S-senior, I’ve told you everything I know. C-can I go now?”
“Yes, you may go.” Li Feng said indifferently.
“Th-thank…” Before Old Wang could finish thanking him, a flash of cold light appeared. He watched his own body grow distant.
“You…” Old Wang stared at Li Feng in disbelief. He managed only one word before sinking into endless darkness.
“I said you may go to hell.” Li Feng stated coldly. He would never spare scum like this.
After dealing with Old Wang, Li Feng turned his gaze to the remaining two men.
“Let’s fight him to the death!”
The two exchanged a glance and charged at Li Feng. Old Wang had told everything yet was still killed. They knew they had no chance of survival, so they decided to go down fighting.
“Die.” Li Feng laughed coldly. His sabre flashed.
Pfft!
Two heads soared into the sky.
“Anyone who tries to rob me ends up only one way: dead.” Li Feng said icily. Then he walked over to the fifth-layer martial artist.
Instead of killing him, Li Feng grabbed him and left the wood.
Fifteen minutes later, Li Feng arrived at the Black Hawk team’s training base carrying the man.
“Young Master Feng, who is he…” Tian Lang asked, looking at the man in Li Feng’s hand.
“Treat his wounds first. Guard him strictly. Don’t let him die.” As he spoke, Li Feng struck the man’s dantian with his palm.
The man was fifth-layer Postnatal. Even missing an arm and a leg, he would still pose a threat to the Black Hawk team. To be safe, Li Feng decided to cripple his cultivation first.
“Yes, sir.” Seeing Li Feng treat the man so ruthlessly, Tian Lang knew he was an enemy. He nodded gravely.
“Also, as long as he stays alive, interrogate him thoroughly. I want to know everything about him.”
Now that he knew about the Black Wind Bandits, Li Feng had ideas about their resources. An organisation that had operated for years must have accumulated a considerable amount. If he could obtain it, it would be a sizeable haul.
“Murder and arson bring golden belts.” When he destroyed the Du Clan in Kunyang Town, he had gained a massive amount of resources. Li Feng was already addicted to this method. He could not bring himself to rob innocent people, but robbing robbers? He felt no guilt whatsoever.
Although Old Wang had revealed a lot, there was no guarantee it was all true. Before heading to the Black Wind Bandits’ lair, he needed to verify the information.
Apart from torturing this fifth-layer martial artist, Li Feng also planned to send Eagle Eye to investigate. Once he confirmed everything, he would make his move. After all, no martial artist ever complained about having too many resources, especially when he had so many people to support.
“Yes, sir.” A trace of hatred flashed in Tian Lang’s eyes. He waved his hand, and two Black Hawk team members dragged the man away.
“Tian Lang, how has training been going lately?” The Black Hawk team’s strength had improved rapidly. Compared to a month ago, they were worlds apart. However, Li Feng’s own progress had been even greater, so he was still slightly dissatisfied with their speed. He had invested enormous resources into them. With so many resources poured in, he wanted to see clear results.
Tian Lang, however, had no idea Li Feng was dissatisfied. At this moment he was excitedly reporting the team’s progress. In his view, the Black Hawk team’s advancement could only be described as miraculous. Especially after cultivating true qi, he felt their strength growing stronger by the day.
Li Feng listened quietly. Although deep down he was a little unhappy with their pace, he also knew he could not expect others to match his own progress. His rapid improvement came from special circumstances.
After checking on the Black Hawk team’s training, Li Feng left the base and returned to Tianya Pavilion.
The moment he arrived, a staff member approached him. “Young Master Feng, Commander Zhong asks that you go to her office as soon as you return. She says it’s urgent.”
Urgent? What could it be?
Li Feng was startled. He had only been away from Tianya Pavilion for a few hours. What could have happened?
Nevertheless, he did not hesitate and headed straight to Zhong Shuhui’s office. He knew that if Zhong Shuhui had someone waiting for him at the entrance, it must be truly important.
But why hadn’t she just called him?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he remembered: he had tossed his phone into his spatial pouch. Zhong Shuhui probably couldn’t reach him.
Li Feng reached to his waist. The phone appeared in his hand. Sure enough, there were several missed calls, all from Zhong Shuhui.
He pushed open the door to Zhong Shuhui’s office. The moment he entered, he saw her pacing anxiously. The instant she spotted him, she hurried over and said, “Young Master, Situ Ming just sent word. People from the Hongmen have arrived.”
