Seeing Zhang Feng shaking his head, Qi Long's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness.
This old guy is always thinking about this and that. As he gets older, he becomes less courageous.
The other party was nothing more than a peak Yuanwu realm warrior, a peak Chuwu realm warrior, and a woman without any realm.
Although the strongest fighter on our side is only at the middle level of Yuanwu Realm, we cannot withstand the large number of people.
There are six or seven people in the initial martial realm alone, and they are still unable to restrain Lin Yun?
When the time comes, let Zhang Feng deal with the woman first, and then turn around to surround the young man. In the end, won’t Xuanwu City be in our hands?
Judging from the current situation, these people are probably the first warriors to arrive at Xuanwu City.
There will definitely be many more people who will take such risks in the future.
Among them are some shameless masters and powerful people who compete with these juniors for opportunities.
Once we delay until those powerful ones arrive, even a hundred Zhang Fengs won’t be able to give them a chance.
Maybe he will die.
As cultivators, we can't just kneel down and beg for mercy at that time, asking others to spare their lives, right?
This is so damaging to my self-esteem.
Qi Long's eyes were on Zhang Feng.
"Commander Zhang, you can't be so fussy at this moment. This concerns our future."
"This... no one knows if he has a backup plan..."
Seeing that the old man was still hesitating, Qi Long gave him another strong dose of medicine.
"Think about how old you are now? The lifespan of a peak Yuanwu realm cultivator is only a dozen years longer than that of an ordinary old man. This is due to changes in physical constitution, not the lifespan granted by cultivation."
"Once you break through the Extreme Martial Realm, it will be a qualitative leap! Your lifespan will increase by 150 years. If you have a great opportunity to enter the Earthly Martial Realm, wouldn't you be a powerful person? Commander Zhang, you must think carefully."
Today, Zhang Feng is already in his seventies, but he looks like he is in his fifties or sixties, all because of his cultivation realm.
But there is no way to break through that barrier that seems to be just one step away but is as strong as a chasm. Within ten years, he will surely be old and frail, his realm will plummet, and he will eventually die with regret.
Ask yourself, which person who practices cultivation does not yearn for immortality?
Especially this old stuff that I never really enjoyed enough.
In terms of realm, he can already walk sideways in a city.
In terms of status, he is the commander-in-chief of a city and the guardian of the city lord's mansion. It can be said that he is second only to the emperor in Fenglin City!
Now tell him that he only has ten years to live, will he be willing?
Even an old man who had been cautious all his life could not refuse this kind of temptation. He gritted his teeth, slammed the table and said:
"I'm going to meet that young man tomorrow. He at least took us in when we were being chased by monsters. We have to give him a chance to survive."
"Why wait until tomorrow? Let's act tonight!"
"No! You must obey me this time! You must do whatever I say!"
Zhang Feng, who had figured it out, looked fierce.
Once he really breaks through to the Extreme Martial Realm, will he still have to look up to a junior for everything he does?
By that time, if there are two strong men in the Extreme Martial Realm in Fenglin City, the city lord will have to have a dialogue with him on an equal footing.
What young master? He's just a dull and undistinguished playboy.
Qi Long is very arrogant, but he is not a fool.
He could feel the aura of Zhang Feng.
If we persist, what will the impact be if we lose one person at the peak of the initial martial realm?
"Then... Fine! This mission will be handed over to Commander Zhang! This young master will follow your lead!"
Zhang Feng once again experienced the sense of oppression that the realm brought to others and the prestige it brought to himself.
His ambition gradually grew.
At this time, a voice came from the City Lord's Mansion.
"My head hurts..."
The next day.
Lin Yun put today's reward into the treasury as usual.
The treasure house of King Zhenbei can now be renamed as Lin Yun’s garbage dump.
"It's a weapon, can't you give it something useful?"
System: I’ve heard this so many times that my ears are callused.
But I, Lin Yun, just want to say it!
Until you give me something good!
"So what do you think is a good thing?"
"Improve your realm."
"Get lost."
…
Lin Yun stopped arguing with the system and returned to the City Lord's Mansion along the same route. For the first time ever, he called over Feng Jiu and Feng Mei, two members of the Fox Clan.
The two of them have been here for nearly a month, but have never entered other places in the City Lord's Mansion.
The only place he had been was Lin Yun’s messy room.
The main hall of the City Lord's Mansion was a place that not only they but also Lin Yun had never been to before.
You know what, it does feel quite grand.
There are nine dragon-coiled pillars in the entire hall, all of which are golden in color and look very valuable.
It’s a pity that the hard currency in Tianwu Continent is not gold, but spirit stones.
Those civilians without realm can only mine for certain forces in exchange for vouchers for daily necessities.
In short, without currency, productivity is extremely low, and the people at the bottom are in dire straits.
The funniest thing is that if you stay in the spirit stone mine for a long time, your body will get better and better, and your mining years will get longer and longer.
Some powerful forces even support families whose ancestors have been mining for them for generations, and if they are judged to have no martial arts qualifications from birth, they will be sent to the mines.
This time I'm gone for fifty or sixty years.
Capitalists rejoice!
Let’s stop talking nonsense. No matter how magnificent a place is, it is just a decoration.
A truly powerful person is often very simple, so simple that you can't even sense his presence when he walks on the street.
Only someone like the King of Zhenbei, who had climbed up from the bottom, would know how to enjoy life this way.
This made Lin Yun secretly despise the all-powerful person whom he had never met.
Even gods cannot avoid being vulgar.
Not long after, the group from yesterday arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
Lin Yun sensed their location immediately, snapped his fingers lightly, and the door opened to welcome these "guests".
Several people from Fenglincheng, led by Zhang Feng, walked in.
He asked with a smile:
"Are you all leaving today? Has our city failed to provide you with adequate hospitality? If so, please forgive us. After all, this is just the beginning of our city, and everything is not perfect."
"City Lord Lin, you are too polite. There is nothing wrong with it. Being able to sleep in a bed is much more comfortable than sleeping in the wild."
Lin Yun was a little confused.
Qi Long was the leader yesterday, but why is that arrogant young man silent today?
Moreover, Zhang Feng, who adheres to the doctrine of the mean, now looks like an immortal because of his confidence.
Well... there are some weird ones.
Zhang Feng bowed and said:
"I wonder if City Lord Lin still remembers the reason why we came to the Northern Territory from Fenglin City?"
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