In this way, the feud between Guigu and the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect can be considered to have been completely established.
But since things have come to this, there's no point in saying more.
Hu Qingniu stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said.
"Please rest assured, young master, we swear to live and die with Ghost Valley."
Ye Feng nodded.
"Don't worry, it's just the Maoshan Sect."
“If his sect leader dares to come over, I'll still slap him to death.”
Then, Ye Feng grabbed Chen Xuanfeng from thin air.
Now, Chen Xuanfeng was completely terrified, trembling and begging for mercy.
"Spare me, young master, I was wrong... I... I was really wrong..."
"I was also... bewitched by Che Haohan..."
On the side, Hu Qingniu and a group of elderly people looked on with utter contempt and deep disgust.
"Hmph, Chen Xuanfeng, you traitorous lackey, if only you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place!"
“That’s right. You killed so many elders from Guigu. If we hadn’t run away quickly, we would have been killed by you too.”
"As the deputy master of Ghost Valley, he betrayed his own people, colluded with outsiders, and attempted to seize control of the entire Ghost Valley."
"Pah! Serves you right!"
Chen Xuanfeng was severely scolded and felt extremely ashamed.
He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, kneel at Ye Feng's feet, and keep kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Ye Feng was too lazy to waste words with him. He pressed his large hand on the man's head and directly used the Soul Searching Technique.
Soon, a vast amount of memories in the other person's mind were continuously extracted.
Chen Xuanfeng screamed and struggled for a few moments before dying.
By searching the other party's soul, Ye Feng learned that Chen Xuanfeng had sold a large number of precious spiritual herbs from the valley to South Korea through Che Haohan, in exchange for a large amount of spirit stones.
These spirit stones were all in his storage bag, totaling more than 20,000.
Although they are all low-grade spirit stones, the important thing is the quantity.
That's quite a fortune.
Ye Feng took the other party's storage bag without any hesitation.
It's like Chen Xuanfeng's efforts were all for nothing, and in the end, it all went into Ye Feng's pocket.
In addition, Ye Feng also learned that...
The Korean National Medicine Clan will send someone to meet with Chen Xuanfeng in three days to take away some of the precious medicinal herbs.
Che Haohan was just there in advance to do some preparations.
Zhou Xiaoke's condition should be fine if she can hold on for three days.
Ye Feng must eradicate this hidden danger in Guiguzi to avoid future troubles.
Therefore, he planned to stay and wait for the people from the Korean traditional medicine sect to come to him.
No one dared to touch his master's business.
...
Deep in the lush Maoshan Mountains.
Hidden among the jungle, there is a palace complex built against the mountain, stretching out in a magnificent and imposing manner.
This is the location of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
at this time.
Inside the council chamber.
Master Bo Xingyue, the head of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect, was listening to his subordinate's report with a gloomy expression.
This person is the elder brother of the leader of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect, who is also the uncle of the former Xuan Yuan Daoist.
With the old masters of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect not leaving seclusion, he held the highest seniority and was respectfully called the Grand Master of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
His status was second only to the leader of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect.
Upon hearing that his nephew, Daoist Xuanyuan, had been killed by Ye Feng in Ghost Valley, Master Xingyue was furious and said through gritted teeth.
"Ye Feng, my Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect has always kept to itself and never interfered with you, yet you actually killed my nephew."
“If I don’t kill you, how will I explain it to the sect leader when he comes out of seclusion?”
Master Xingyue's eyes were icy cold.
In his mind, Ye Feng was already a dead man.
The temperature around us plummeted to freezing point, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground.
The group of subordinates around him were so frightened that they immediately lowered their heads, and no one dared to raise their heads.
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