What angered Zhu Zhengqi the most was the ancestor they were calling Han Feng, who was the murderer who killed his master.
Xuan Tian Lao Mo was Zhu Zhengqi's master, and could be said to have given him a second chance at life.
Within the Xuanmo Sect, Zhu Zhengqi was known for his cruel methods and lack of compassion.
Many members of the Xuanmo Sect were terrified that they would commit a crime and fall into Zhu Zhengqi's hands, where they would suffer his torture.
These people all wanted to get rid of Zhu Zhengqi. If it weren't for the protection of the Xuan Tian Old Demon, he might have died long ago.
After Han Feng killed Xuan Tian Lao Mo, Zhu Zhengqi was naturally filled with hatred.
If it weren't for his own insufficient cultivation level, he would have loved to tear Han Feng to pieces.
Now that Zhu Zhengqi has finally seized the opportunity, he's not about to let it slip away easily.
If Han Feng hadn't been injured and unable to leave the sect in seclusion, he would have killed the disciples of Huangfeng Valley one by one.
The reason he dared to be so arrogant was because he knew Han Feng was injured and wouldn't show up.
All the sects in Tiannan now know that Han Feng has been implanted with the Dao by Tianmu of the Hehuan Sect.
As long as Han Feng doesn't show up, he has his own way of escaping.
Zhu Zhengqi's arrival at Huangfeng Valley was certainly not just to give the people of Huangfeng Valley a show of force.
His main purpose was to find out about Han Feng's situation.
He had acted so recklessly outside the sect of Huangfeng Valley; if Han Feng hadn't shown up...
This means that Han Feng is trapped by the Dao of Seeds, and the Xuanmo Sect and other sects in Tiannan can take the opportunity to wipe him out.
"Don't resort to violence, let's talk this out."
Li Shenhai arrived just in time and hurriedly tried to stop them.
His nascent soul aura was no longer concealed, and he headed towards the five Xuanmo Sect law enforcement disciples.
"Elder?"
The five Xuanmo Sect law enforcement disciples felt the pressure and were unable to bring down their swords for a moment.
"Execute him!"
Zhu Zhengqi's face was contorted with rage, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Pfft!!"
The heads of five Yellow Maple Valley disciples were severed and rolled on the ground.
Blood flowed from the wound, staining the entire ground red, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.
"What do you mean by this? We've all come here, why do you still want to kill my sect's disciples? And didn't you say it would take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?" Li Shenhai's face was ashen.
"It doesn't mean anything. I just don't like these five people, and I just want to kill them," Zhu Zhengqi said dismissively.
"This is not the Xuanmo Sect, but my Huangfeng Valley. You can't just do whatever you want here!"
Zhang Mo was so angry that he was about to fight Zhu Zhengqi to the death.
Zhu Zhengqi's expression remained unchanged: "If you dare to touch me, all of you from Huangfeng Valley will die."
To prove he wasn't lying, he deliberately detonated the internal restrictions on two Yellow Maple Valley disciples.
"Bang! Bang!!"
The two Yellow Maple Valley disciples exploded, turning into two clouds of blood mist.
"Don't act impulsively!"
Li Shenhai quickly stopped him, fearing that Zhu Zhengqi would continue to detonate the restriction.
Zhang Mo could only suppress his anger and stop fighting Zhu Zhengqi.
"Tell me your conditions. What conditions will you offer to exchange for my sect's disciples?" Li Shenhai had no choice but to compromise.
"Originally, I wanted 10,000 low-grade spirit stones per Qi Refining disciple, but you've offended me just now, so now it's 30,000 low-grade spirit stones per Qi Refining disciple." Zhu Zhengqi demanded an exorbitant amount.
"This is extortion! 30,000 low-grade spirit stones per Qi Refining stage cultivator, there are nearly 300 people here, it must cost 9 million spirit stones!" Zhang Mo was furious.
The other elders of Huangfeng Valley also cursed Zhu Zhengqi, believing that he was taking advantage of the chaos.
"Don't miscalculate. I said that for Qi Refining disciples, Foundation Establishment disciples require 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and Core Formation disciples require 300,000 low-grade spirit stones."
Zhu Zhengqi didn't care at all and even made an outrageous demand.
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Li Shenhai's face darkened considerably.
Since Han Feng became the patriarch of Huangfeng Valley, which sect has dared to be presumptuous in front of Huangfeng Valley?
The ancestor has only been in seclusion for half a year, and the entire Yellow Maple Valley has returned to what it was before.
Not only were three sects destroyed and the original sect's mountain gate seized, but the sect was also attacked in person, and the enemy even used the sect's disciples to threaten them.
“There’s room for negotiation. You were just cursing me. The price for Qi Refining disciples has already risen to 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, Foundation Establishment disciples to 200,000 low-grade spirit stones, and Core Formation disciples to 500,000 spirit stones.” Zhu Zhengqi said with a mocking expression.
The people of Huangfeng Valley were furious, but they forcibly suppressed their anger.
They also understood that Zhu Zhengqi was notoriously ruthless, and threats were completely ineffective.
It would be better to move the spirit stones over to Zhu Zhengqi and exchange them for Li Feiyu and the others.
After roughly calculating that the total amount was 36 million low-grade spirit stones, Li Shenhai gritted his teeth and delivered the spirit stones.
The 36 million low-grade spirit stones piled up into a small mountain, leaving the Xuanmo Sect members stunned.
The Xuanmo Sect is the first major sect of the Tiannan Demonic Path, but none of the Xuanmo Sect disciples present had ever seen so many spirit stones.
"Now you can hand the person over to us, right?" Li Shenhai suppressed his displeasure.
"Wait a minute, I need to take inventory." Zhu Zhengqi suppressed his greedy expression.
There was nothing anyone could do but let Zhu Zhengqi count the spirit stones.
It took Zhu Zhengqi a full incense stick's time to count the spirit stones.
It took a whole incense stick's time for a Nascent Soul cultivator to count the spirit stones; needless to say, this was definitely intentional.
After all, a mortal could burn 36 million spirit stones in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you!" Zhang Mo couldn't hold back any longer.
"I did it on purpose, what can you do about it?" Zhu Zhengqi said brazenly.
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