If we don't kill these guys, they'll keep crawling back like ants.
Clingy slug!
You can't shake them off!
But what if Xiao Feng were to harden his heart and kill them all?
That's something that can't be done.
After all, these are disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.
And he himself was the last hope of the Spirit Sword Sect, on which great expectations were placed.
How could Xiao Feng possibly hurt them?
He glanced at Si Tianyi in the distance.
He is still unconscious!
What would he do if he were still awake?
Unable to understand, Xiao Feng could only use the scabbard in his hand to force the madman in front of him back once again.
Just then, the rotten wood hanging from Xiao Feng's waist flashed.
Yes!
Xiao Feng was pleasantly surprised for a moment.
I still have my rotten wooden staff!
Even if I can't do any harm to these guys, this cane can!
I can't control them myself, but this cane can!
Upon realizing this, Xiao Feng was overjoyed.
He simply slipped the cane into his hand.
"Little girl, it's time for you to make your move!"
Upon hearing this, the rotten wooden staff lit up again.
The image of a little girl also appeared in Xiao Feng's mind.
"Is there food again?"
Xiao Feng spoke repeatedly.
"Control them, and you'll have a chance to eat later!"
The rotten wooden staff began to complain.
"Master, but I'm hungry!"
Hungry?
Isn't that easy to handle?
"Do as I say, and I'll give you a whole bottle of Phoenix Divine Blood after this is over!"
Phoenix divine blood—that's blood containing the most supreme spiritual energy of ancient divine beasts.
It can be said that even if all the people in the hall were drained of their life force, it would not be as valuable as a single drop of blood.
Now, she gets a bottle!
Despite his excitement, the rotten wooden staff still wore a greedy expression on its face.
But I'm hungry right now!
Xiao Feng's lips curled up slightly, and a new idea came to mind.
"By the way, there are two people in the area. You can do whatever you want with them!"
"They can even be sucked dry!"
In the little girl's eyes, this was already the biggest concession she could make.
She naturally had no reason to refuse!
Their voices became excited!
Where is he/she?
As she spoke, she really did drool like a little girl.
Xiao Feng turned around and found that Wang Chongming and his apprentice were gone.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng was greatly alarmed.
What's going on?
After searching around, Xiao Feng discovered that Wang Chongming and his companion were indeed gone.
Where are they?
A moment of doubt crossed Xiao Feng's mind.
In a mountain village a hundred miles away.
It seemed like something was burrowing into the flat, hard earth, causing it to bulge in waves.
Judging that the time was about right, Wang Chongming dragged Wan Feiyu's body out from underground.
An old man tilling the land was so frightened that he dropped his hoe!
"My God, this is a ghost!"
Before Wang Chongming could explain, Wan Feiyu's face was filled with despair.
"Master, why are we leaving?"
"Why not kill them?"
"Didn't we agree that we were going to win?"
Hearing this, a sense of despair rose in Wang Chongming's heart.
"It's not that I'm unwilling to fight, but did you see the weapon he had?"
"That's a rotten wooden staff, the weapon of the former Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion!"
"Our methods are useless!"
These words pierced Wan Feiyu's chest like a needle.
It's useless!
Yes, it's useless now!
Just like myself, I'm useless!
Wan Feiyu's eyes were filled with despair. Why?
Why do we have to do this?
After a long silence, Wan Feiyu slowly spoke.
"Master, then why did you bring me back? You might as well kill me!"
Looking at the resolute fellow in his arms, Wang Chongming offered a few words of simple comfort before turning his attention to the terrified old man tilling the fields.
"Don't be afraid, we are people who came down from the mountain. This is my apprentice, he is dying!"
Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up.
People coming down from the mountain?
Isn't that an immortal?
The old man's face was filled with respect as he walked up to Wang Chongming and began to pat the filth off Wang Chongming's body.
"Immortal, what's wrong with you?"
However, just then, a little boy rushed to his grandfather's side.
Her small body blocked her grandfather's view.
What are you trying to do?
"You burrowing bugs, you're not allowed to hurt my grandfather!"
Before Wang Chongming could even speak, the old man began to scold him.
"Shut up! This person is a hermit from the mountain, don't talk nonsense!"
The little boy was scolded, pouting, feeling indignant.
"How could an immortal be so dirty?"
However, Wang Chongming overheard these words.
At the same time, Wang Chongming's eyes quickly turned gloomy.
But a cunning person like him would naturally use the most insidious methods.
With a smile on his face, Wang Chongming quickly pulled a white porcelain bottle from his pocket.
"Kid, do you know what's in here?"
The little boy shook his head in confusion.
"have no idea!"
"This contains elixirs of immortality!"
"Eat this, and you will have a tremendous opportunity in the future!"
The little boy remained wary, but the old man suddenly knelt down on the ground.
"Thank you so much, thank you so much for your great kindness, Immortal!"
As he spoke, the old man kowtowed heavily.
Seeing that the little boy was unmoved, the old man simply pulled him over.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and kneel down to thank me!"
The little boy looked puzzled, but he was forced to kneel down and kowtow.
The old man was overjoyed after receiving the elixir.
"Quick! Take it back and eat it!"
As he spoke, the old man picked up the hoe that had fallen to the ground and spoke with a look of surprise.
"Two immortals, why don't you come and sit at my house?"
Wang Chongming smiled and nodded, picked up Wan Feiyu from the side, carried him on his shoulder, and followed the old man into the house.
There's only an old person and a child in the house!
The furnishings inside were also very dilapidated, and Wang Chongming couldn't help but cover his nose as soon as he entered.
There's a cheap smell about it!
Wang Chongming was a guest of honor of the royal family, so he naturally lived a very wealthy life.
The cheap smell made him very uncomfortable!
The old man seemed not to have realized what was happening. He rummaged around and took out some of the family's prized tea leaves.
They immediately brewed a pot of hot tea for Wang Chongming!
"Immortal, I have nothing to offer you, but please have a pot of tea to warm yourself up!"
Wang Chongming covered his nose and pushed the pot of tea a little further away.
"No need for tea. Is it just the two of you at home?"
Wang Chongming probed tentatively.
The old man nodded repeatedly.
"My daughter-in-law and son are both dead, leaving behind only a grandson!"
"But with this little one, at least there's hope for the future!"
Wang Chongming sneered.
"The house is so cold and gloomy, why does it feel so lifeless?"
"It's not as good as my cave dwelling on the mountain!"
The old man smiled, a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"He's an old man, so naturally not many people pay attention to him, sigh!"
"It's alright, I'm used to it. Luckily, I still have my grandson!"
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