(Some content has been revised in the previous chapter)

Whoosh!

Above the mountains and beneath the sky, a streak of purple-blue light could be seen crisscrossing freely, shifting and turning with the speed of thunder and the lightness of wind and mist, ever-changing and unpredictable.

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Tianbao looked at the purple-blue light above with a mixture of shock and anger. Although it was not exactly the same, it was already seven-tenths similar to the Wind and Thunder Wings of his Zhao family.

If the young man hadn't roughly examined his body and figured out his qi circulation route, he would have thought that the wind and thunder divine power that the young man had learned was also derived from the two great divine powers of wind and thunder.

His ancestor, Zhao, unexpectedly found a fortuitous opportunity. He first obtained the "Breaking Void Wind Wings" and after mastering it, he unexpectedly obtained a Purple Heaven Thunder Technique. However, that thunder technique was incomplete.

That brilliant ancestor spent nearly two cycles of sixty years integrating thunder magic into the wind wings, which was then modified by generations of talented descendants, evolving into the renowned Wind and Thunder Wings of the Zhao family today.

When flying, wind and thunder swirl around it. It is not only a technique of escape, but also a powerful killing technique. It can come and go as it pleases, leaving no trace. It is truly extraordinary.

Such supernatural abilities are not unique to the Zhao family, but in terms of lofty ideals, swift escape techniques, and powerful killing force, no sect or cultivation family in Daqian and its surrounding countries can compare with the Zhao family's Wind and Thunder Wings.

"not bad!"

Just as Zhao Tianbao was struggling to understand, a bolt of purple lightning streaked across the sky, the wind and mist spread, sleeves fluttered, and a tall, slender, and well-defined young man, who, despite his young age, already exuded a masculine and heroic aura, landed.

"You deduced the Wind and Thunder Wings of my Zhao family?"

Although he still couldn't understand or believe it, the old man, with his aged face and miserable appearance, still asked in a trembling voice. He wanted to get an answer from the boy, even if the answer was absurd and unbelievable.

"More or less!"

Feng Bingwen glanced at him, and that was why he spared his breath and left him alive; otherwise, he would have killed him with a single stroke.

However, although they kept the person, they didn't expect to be able to directly ask the other party about the cultivation method of the Wind and Thunder Divine Power. In the cultivation world, it has long been the norm to keep one's secrets to oneself.

Let alone whether this old guy, who was treated as a pawn, knew the complete cultivation method, even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to explain it. Major sects have left themselves a backup plan in these matters.

Fortunately, Feng Bingwen didn't care about these things. He only needed to refer to them. With his current foundation, he could deduce a decent supernatural power with just a little reference.

This is one of the wonders of the innate Five Elements Dao Body.

Feng Bingwen's ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth allows him to achieve almost effortless results, whether it's breaking through cultivation realms or comprehending the Dao and demonstrating techniques.

Feng Bingwen has deduced countless minor supernatural abilities related to the Five Elements over the years.

Based on the fragments of the Five Elements Escape Techniques in the Taoist Canon left by his cheap master, he deduced a set of Lesser Innate Five Elements Escape Techniques that belonged to him alone.

This escape technique not only allows him to travel through objects of the Five Elements, but more importantly, any cultivator who wants to use escape techniques related to the Five Elements must obtain his permission, otherwise they will not be able to escape at all.

Just like the dwarf he was crushed in the rubble, his escape technique was not bad, but it was useless. Feng Bingwen directly imprisoned him. In an instant, he could not even use the earth elemental energy that was everywhere on the earth, let alone sink into it.

How dare you?

The old man's face was contorted, like an angry lion, but unfortunately, he was just an old lion with only one breath left. If Feng Bingwen hadn't gone easy on him, he would have been decapitated by now.

"I heard that you are a sage reincarnated, so I came here specifically to see you. How could you do such a shameless thing?"

What are you talking about?

Feng Bingwen didn't understand the old man's logic, but he didn't intend to either. He gently released and released his surging immortal energy, making the old man suffocate.

"What you should be thinking about right now is how to survive, not spouting these pointless words to me."

"Young Master!"

The dwarf beside him cried out in surprise, but after Feng Bingwen glanced at him, he immediately shut up and dared not utter another word.

"Do I still have a chance to live?"

Zhao Tianbao asked, his face ashen, but there was still hope in his eyes. Even ants cherish their lives, let alone a powerful elder of a noble family.

"Of course."

Feng Bingwen stared at the miserable old man, his gaze fixed on a world-shaking treasure.

"You are an elder of the Zhao family, and I've heard your status is quite high. You must know many secrets that are unknown to others. Tell me, where are the demons that your Zhao family keeps?"

"A demon raised by my Zhao family?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's question, Zhao Tianbao was taken aback, then his blood rushed to his head, and his pale face suddenly flushed red.

"Absurd! When has my Zhao family ever raised demons? Even if you are a reincarnated sage, you cannot slander my Zhao family with such baseless accusations. We are a renowned family of cultivators with a thousand-year history in Donghua Prefecture!"

"Um!"

Seeing the old man's intense reaction, Feng Bingwen remained cold and unmoved.

Whether it was the many spy he killed last night, or the numerous demons, monsters, martial artists, and other strange beings that stormed the Feng family mansion the night before, the proportion of them was quite significant.

Those weak little demons who hadn't even managed to transform into human form were one thing, but many of the demons he killed last night had already transformed into human form.

A transformed demon is roughly equivalent to a Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator, but this is only a rough comparison, because some demons with special bloodlines possess formidable combat power even if they cannot transform.

So the question arises: where did these powerful demons come from?

As is well known, the Great Gan Dynasty is a human dynasty, where humanity and divinity flourish, leaving very little space for non-human beings to survive.

Do you really think that the City God, who receives offerings from the people, is just a person who eats and does nothing?

Depending on local customs and festivals, the city god of each city makes a procession at least once a year, and sometimes even three times. With such a frequent procession, it is impossible for fierce and powerful monsters to be raised in the mountains and fields.

If it cannot be conceived naturally, then it must be deliberately raised by someone.

The imprisoned dwarf beside him had already confirmed that point. He recognized the origins of a few of the demons. Some of them had clearly been killed, but last night they were still alive and kicking when he killed them a second time.

In conclusion, it can be basically concluded that there are powerful families and clans in Daqian who cultivate their spiritual power and raise demons and monsters.

Actually, this is nothing. To say nothing of the distant past, just look at Feng Bingwen himself; he has a whole yard full of strange and wonderful creatures.

The difference is that Feng Bingwen raises these things only to relieve boredom and improve his mood, while the demons raised by aristocratic families are used to kill people.

The records that appeared in the Heavenly Book already proved this point. None of the demons he slew last night were good people.

“Young master, as far as I know, the Zhao family of Langya Prefecture does not raise demons. The people of the Zhao family all like thunder magic, so…”

The dwarf beside him spoke cautiously.

He knew that in this situation, the smartest choice would be to shut up and remain silent, like a stone. But looking at the boy in front of him, if he didn't do something to make his presence known, the boy might remember him later and chop him down with a sword.

"so."

Feng Bingwen nodded slightly, his expression softening considerably.

He cultivates thunder magic, so he doesn't keep demons. This is easy to understand; many supernatural powers and spells, once mastered, can influence one's personality, and thunder magic is the most powerful and fierce.

"Do you know which powerful families or sects have raised demons, commanded them, and harmed human lives?"

"I know a little, but if I tell you, sir, would you be willing to let me go?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's question, the dwarf, who was trapped in the stone and unable to move, lit up his eyes and finally saw his chance of survival.

As for the secrets of aristocratic families, he, as an actor, had indeed learned quite a lot, but most of it was just fragmented and worthless information. Today, however, it finally came in handy.

"Can."

Feng Bingwen nodded. A performer who entertains others is, in a way, a pitiful person. Even if he does evil, how much evil can he really commit?

However, if one were to learn from him about the aristocratic families raising demons, or even know their exact locations, and if the information were confirmed to be accurate, one could go and slaughter them on a large scale. The amount of good deeds one would perform would be unimaginable.

“Young master, as you know, I am just a pitiful person who is only there for people’s amusement, so I dare not guarantee the accuracy of the information. But I promise that I will tell you everything I know without missing anything.”

"explain."

"I've heard that there's a village called Wanxi near the capital. In that village, a nest of demonic spiders is raised. The beads they produce are woven into clothing that is impervious to water and fire, and resistant to swords and blades. They are rare and precious materials. However, that nest of demonic spiders is most fond of human blood."

"continue."

Feng Bingwen's expression remained unchanged. In such a vast territory, there are bound to be dark affairs. This prosperous era is only in general terms. When it comes to details, it is impossible for everyone to be well-fed and clothed. Inevitably, some people will suffer in this prosperous era.

"And there's another one, on the Ebony Ridge in Jixi Prefecture, where a group of demonic pythons feed on spirit ore..."

The dwarf racked his brains to gather all the information he knew about the breeding of demons. As far as he knew, all the domesticated demons were used to produce certain spiritual materials and were also exploited. However, the breeders would feed them humans.

"Young master, I've finished speaking."

After mentioning five places in a row, the dwarf couldn't say anything more and stared expectantly at Feng Bingwen.

Let's go!

Feng Bingwen kept his promise and let him go. He hadn't expected to extract much useful information from such a minor character anyway. His gaze eventually fell on the Zhao family elder, whose expression had returned to calm. This was the real big shot.

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"It's your turn. I suppose you have no objection to betraying the interests of other families?"