An icy blue color instantly enveloped half of the sky, and for a moment, the faces of the four people present were reflected in this brilliant blue.
The yellow sand completely disappeared, and the vast expanse of water transformed into countless solid fists, smashing towards Ji Hong.
Foundation Establishment cultivator versus Golden Core cultivator!
Foundation Building has won!
Facing a sect disciple whose strength surpassed his own by a whole realm, Xiao Feng won so easily, using only one move, an overwhelming attack, to completely annihilate him.
Was Zhao Yuwei stunned?
Is this still my lecherous junior brother?
Ji Hong was blasted away, breaking a boulder behind him, and landed heavily on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
When Ji Hong raised his head again, his eyes were bloodshot, and a terrifying sense of despair enveloped his heart.
Foundation building stage?
Mixed spiritual roots?
How is that possible?
Xiao Feng still had no intention of stopping. He took a step forward, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be drawn to him, slowly moving forward with him.
Water God?
The words flashed through Zhao Yuwei's mind: she was a variant of the water-type spiritual root, but she still belonged to the water-type spiritual root. She had just had a faint feeling of submission, and wanted to kneel down in front of Xiao Feng.
Such profound control over the soul—besides the Water God, Zhao Yuwei couldn't think of any other way to describe it...
"Those who have destroyed my formation!" A voice that didn't belong to Xiao Feng uttered, like a whisper from an ancient god: "Die!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Yuwei quickly used her strongest attack and then stood in front of Ji Hong to protect him.
Reason returned to Xiao Feng's mind in an instant, and his attack shifted, forcefully pushing the attack to an invisible distance before it was reduced.
"Senior sister, what are you doing?"
Zhao Yuwei stared blankly at Xiao Feng, finding it hard to believe that this was the person who had just unleashed that terrifying move.
Could it be that my junior brother is hiding some other secret?
Zhao Yuwei murmured something, then cleared her throat as she watched Xiao Feng walk towards her.
"Within a sect, arbitrarily harming fellow disciples will result in expulsion from the sect!"
Xiao Feng also withdrew his attack, feeling somewhat shaken. If it weren't for Zhao Yuwei's intervention, Ji Hong would probably be dead already.
I was a little carried away for a moment, otherwise I wouldn't have fought so aggressively.
The system's disdainful voice echoed in Xiao Feng's mind.
[Expelled from the sect? This trash sect is not worthy of us at all. Host, kill it, and we'll just leave!]
Upon hearing the system's encouragement, Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and walked step by step to Ji Hong.
As he sensed Xiao Feng's approaching footsteps, Ji Hong's body trembled involuntarily. Even a second after Xiao Feng was right in front of him, he was still shaking like a leaf.
"Junior brother, I..."
"Enough nonsense! You've damaged the formation on my peak. Either you draw it out, or you pay for it. The choice is yours!"
Ji Hong swallowed hard, momentarily unable to process what had happened. Why had Xiao Feng changed so much?
During the battle, Xiao Feng was like a killing god who had walked out of hell. If Zhao Yuwei had acted even a second later, she would have lost her life.
Back then, I felt a killing intent from the depths of my soul. How come Xiao Feng has become a businessman now?
"Junior brother, I'll pay for it!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng smiled and held up five fingers.
"Five thousand spirit stones? Good!"
Without pausing for a moment, Ji Hong pulled out all the snacks he had on him and dumped them all in front of Xiao Feng.
"Junior brother, this should be enough. Any more, I'll..."
Seeing the generous manner of the person in front of him, Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Qingfeng is really poor!
Both being true disciples, Zhao Yuwei and Ji Hong's economic situations were incomparable; one was dirt poor and wished she could pawn all her personal belongings.
The other one can easily produce five thousand spirit stones.
This formation is a must!
All of this is because Cuizhu is free. If it really costs 100 spirit stones per hour in the future, I would be just as generous as my senior sister, and I would be just as generous myself.
"Not bad, senior brother. If you're that rich, you're welcome to continue in the future!"
Xiao Feng's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, while Ji Hong chuckled awkwardly and grabbed Sun Xiaoxiao, who was standing to the side.
"Junior brother is too kind. There's nothing else, so we'll be going now!"
Sun Xiaoxiao swallowed hard. The scene of Xiao Feng's attack was still etched in her mind. In her entire life, Sun Xiaoxiao had never seen such a fierce man.
With the physique of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he possibly contend with a Golden Core cultivator and achieve a crushing victory? Is he even human?
"Stop!" Xiao Feng's icy voice rang out, and Ji Hong's body trembled at the same time. He moved his feet, slowly turned around, and forced a smile.
"Junior brother, is there anything else?"
Xiao Feng chuckled mischievously, put on an innocent expression, and spread out his fingers, pointing to the spirit stones on the ground.
"Senior brother, this is your life-saving money, but this woman next to you, after causing trouble, wants to leave. Does she think Qingfeng has no one to rely on?"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng's terrifying aura reappeared, instantly pressing down on Sun Xiaoxiao.
Seeing this, Sun Xiaoxiao quickly grasped at what she thought was her lifeline and cried out in her softest voice.
"Senior brother, save me!"
"Senior brother, I wasn't talking about you, you can leave now!"
Ji Hong smiled wryly, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and then uttered the respectful words.
"Junior brother, as you know, Sun Xiaoxiao is my sect's Daoist partner, so..."
Xiao Feng adopted a carefree and nonchalant demeanor.
"It's alright, leave the money to buy your life, I won't make things difficult for you!"
After saying that, Xiao Feng casually stretched out his hand. If it weren't for the large number of people around, he probably would have already reached out and taken the money.
After all, Sun Xiaoxiao's figure is really good, and he certainly wouldn't give up the opportunity to take advantage of her.
Ji Hong had just emptied his pockets of all his snacks, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and speak to Sun Xiaoxiao.
"Xiaoxiao, take it out! Don't risk your life for your money!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and took out all the spirit stones she had, which totaled to just over a thousand.
"That's enough!"
Sun Xiaoxiao glared at Xiao Feng indignantly. This was money she had painstakingly saved up since she came to the sect, and she had even put in a lot of physical labor to earn it.
But it's not about cutting down trees...
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