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Chapter 823 - Chapter 823 Chapter 823 The Letter of Challenge is All About

Chapter 823: Chapter 823: The Letter of Challenge is All About Giving Face Chapter 823: Chapter 823: The Letter of Challenge is All About Giving Face Xue Hongsheng was terrified when he realized the cultivator he had intended to extort was actually a High-Rank Immortal.

The Qi Refinement Realm and the High-Rank Immortal phase are entirely different existences; a High-Rank Immortal can lead a clan into the Cultivation World.

Seeing Feng Jun’s longsword coming down, he forcefully suppressed his headache, slightly parried with his own sword, and rolled and crawled away, shouting loudly for mercy, “Immortal, spare my life, one who doesn’t know is not at fault!”

Feng Jun flickered, raised his hand, and with another strike, decapitated the man, then coldly hummed, “I was in the Qi Refinement Realm, it was only after the great battle that I ascended… You are not one who is unaware.”

Then he raised his hand and drew Xue Hongsheng’s Storage Bag into his own.

Looking at the head with wide-open eyes showing extreme horror, he took out a Storage Talisman and collected the corpse.

He then walked toward the badly injured Xue Hongfei.

“Elder Feng!” Xue Jingren couldn’t help calling out loudly, “You have killed Xue Hongsheng, and that’s done; indeed, he deserved to die, and the Xue Family will not hold it against you. Can we stop here?”

Feng Jun glanced at him sideways, a look of curiosity on his face, “Do you think I can’t deal with you?”

Xue Jingren did indeed think so, but no doubt, the Defense Talisman had a time limit, and it couldn’t guarantee his safety indefinitely. If Feng Jun increased the intensity of his attack, the time would become even shorter.

In fact, he was very frustrated now. How did things turn out this way?

First and foremost, Xue Jingren had no intention of making a move.

Xue Hongsheng was clear about wanting to take revenge on Feng Jun, and he didn’t stop Xue Hongfei from impulsively joining in.

Considering that Feng Jun might have a good relationship with the Huang Fu Family, the operation couldn’t afford any mistakes. If they couldn’t subdue him, they had to eradicate him–this was the consensus among the Xue Family members.

Xue Jingren’s original intention was actually to spare Feng Jun. The great war was over, and the merit points had already been awarded; there was no need to dwell on things past–especially since Xue Hongsheng’s attitude hadn’t been very correct initially.

But Xue Hongsheng insisted on punishing Feng Jun and even had a lofty reason: The Xue Family needed to establish a presence in Qiuchen, and it was necessary to start some fires early on, using this incident to set up the image of the Xue Family as “untouchable.”

This reason was indeed powerful, and Xue Hongfei agreed–it was most appropriate to use this rootless Loose Cultivator to establish authority.

Indeed, this was no longer just a matter of old grievances but a necessity for the Xue Family to have such a chicken for the monkeys to watch.

Xue Jingren trailed behind the three, with no intention of stepping forward. His goal was to intercept any members of the Huang Fu Family that might appear.

It wasn’t until he suddenly realized that Feng Jun was a High-Rank Cultivator and had defeated Xue Hongfei that he hurriedly spoke out, but regrettably, it was too late.

After that, even he himself was thoroughly beaten up, which he had not at all expected.

Regarding Xue Hongsheng’s death, he genuinely did not feel any sorrow–incurring such trouble for the family, who else but you should die?

Having witnessed Feng Jun’s two Magical Treasures, Xue Jingren was very certain: This person was definitely not some Loose Cultivator.

Such a powerful cultivator, with a good relationship with the Huang Fu Family, was someone the Xue Family should never have provoked.

Seeing that the other party intended to kill and silence him, Xue Jingren immediately said, “Elder Feng, you have taken your revenge, and the Xue Family is willing to compensate… Why must you make an enemy of the Xue Family? After all, our original intention was to recruit you.”

Feng Jun looked at him coldly, “Then I’ll give you a chance too, release your Divine Sense and let me plant a brand.”

The so-called brand, also known as a Slave Mark, meant that Feng Jun intended to enslave the other person, and even controlling a mid-tier Immortal with an early stage Immortal’s power.

However, Feng Jun’s Divine Sense was strong, making this not too difficult.

Xue Jingren’s expression darkened, “A man would rather be killed than humiliated. The Xue Family does not wish to be your enemy, but if you must humiliate me in this way, then I only wish for a swift death. I only have one question–Elder Feng, are you prepared to make enemies with the entire Xue Clan?”

“Don’t want to be my enemy?” Feng Jun laughed, his laugh quite sinister, “Could it be that I was the one who begged you to come after me?”

“If I hadn’t advanced to the High-Rank Immortal phase just before, what would the result have been for me today? I hear there’s only one path left for me!”

This was our intelligence failure, Xue Jingren wanted to argue, only to see the other party grab him.

Then, his world spun, and soon after, he completely lost consciousness…

Liang Zhongyu, at this moment, had already gained the upper hand in the fight. Although his opponent had strong methods, he wasn’t easy to deal with, either, holding a good number of tricks up his sleeve–after all, his wealth-gathering methods weren’t poor.

But he only dared to firmly keep the upper hand, not daring to outright crush his opponent in case Feng Jun lost the fight.

He chose to drag things out, not out of a desire to betray Feng Jun, but in case things turned sour, he could unleash a burst of power, attacking the opponent and escaping in the confusion.

Achieving that goal was not easy, but it was his only chance to break free.

However, he had never dreamed that Feng Jun would decisively defeat the three men–and among them were even two from the Qiuchen Realm.

So he tightened his grip and fought with all his might.

Driven to desperation, the other party pleaded, “Brother, I’m just a guard for the Xue Family, trying to make a living… please spare my life.”

He had no choice but to beg for mercy; the Xue Family was clearly on the brink of total annihilation–how could he not be silenced?

As he spoke, he stuffed a pill into his mouth and said through gritted teeth, “If you insist on leaving me no way out… then I’ll have no choice but to fight to the death!”

Want to fight to the death? You’d need the ability to do so, Liang Zhongyu thought with a sneer.

But he also understood the principle that “a cornered dog will leap over a wall,” knowing that when people are pushed to the brink, they can unleash great potential.

So he said with a smiling face, “I am a person who loves peace and dislikes killing; however, whether to spare you or not is not up to me–it’s Elder Feng who will decide.”

Indeed, he had now changed how he addressed Feng Jun, calling him the “Boss.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard Feng Jun say, “If you stop fighting now, I won’t kill you… just pass on a message!”

The two combatants turned to look and were both startled; unbeknownst to them, Feng Jun had already taken down Xue Jingren.

Indeed, Xue Jingren was now lying on the ground, originally emanating a pale yellow glow–an indication that his Defense Talisman was at work, but now his body was dim.

Feng Jun shook his hand and retracted the Immortal Binding Rope. Then, with a lift of his hand, he ensnared the barely alive Xue Hongfei with the rope, and leisurely went to take Xue Jingren’s storage ring.

Liang Zhongyu, hearing Feng Jun’s words, sheathed his weapon without saying a word and abandoned the fight.

His withdrawal was so swift and clean that his opponent was taken aback.

Did Liang Zhongyu want to let go just like that? Putting everything else aside, he was not known for his magnanimity, especially since the opponent had ambushed him; even if he was an accidental victim of Feng Jun’s misfortune, he had no intention of letting them off easily.

However, now he truly had to let go, or once all the members of the Xue Family were dead, his own safety would be in jeopardy–indeed, he feared being silenced by Feng Jun.

If killing him could deprive the Xue Family of a source of information, then the life of a mere cultivator at the High Tier of Qi Refinement could easily be taken.

Feng Jun hadn’t initially considered this, but seeing Liang Zhongyu’s reaction, he guessed as much.

At that moment, he honestly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Feng knew the importance of silencing a witness, but he would definitely not harm an ally–that’s not how honorable men do things.

He could understand Liang Zhongyu’s concerns, but he still felt slighted to be underestimated to such an extent, so he steeled his heart and beckoned, “Old Liang, come here and slaughter this Xue Hongfei.”

Why bother with silencing when you can demonstrate allegiance?

Liang Zhongyu was stunned upon hearing this, then a bitter smile appeared on his face, “Elder Feng, Feng Ye, Elder Feng… you think too highly of me. You spared the ones who ambushed me; why not treat me like a fart… and let me go?”

“After all, we have fought side by side in the same trench… and in two battles at that,” he pleaded.

Last time, it was alongside him fighting the Spirit Beast; this time, it was against the Xue Family.

“Old Liang, you really are an exquisite egoist,” Feng Jun said with a smile, speaking earnestly, “That’s not a good quality to have. You only see how I seem to put you in a difficult position. Have you ever considered… that I could have suspected you?”

Suspected what? Obviously, the fact that he was lured away from Qiuchen Market, came here to hunt Spirit Beasts, and then was followed by people from the Xue Family.

Hearing this, Liang Zhongyu stood there, dumbfounded, only now realizing that if Feng Jun wanted him dead, he didn’t need the pretext of “silencing” him–just an ‘I’d rather kill wrongly than let one go’ would suffice.

If someone less forgiving had any one of those reasons, he would have been dead by now; yet Feng Jun only wanted him to prove his loyalty; how incredibly generous is that?

He truly didn’t want to kill Xue Hongfei. He wasn’t very clear about the Xue Family’s background, but seeing how they sent two at the Qiuchen Realm and two at the High Tier of Qi Refinement to chase after them, how could he dare to provoke such a major force?

He steeled himself and asked, “Killing isn’t a problem, but you have to tell me what the Xue Family is all about… If they are truly beyond my reach, it’s better for me to commit suicide.”

“Just a clan of no significance,” Feng Jun said with a laugh, “not even a single Golden Core among them… I recall you’re supposed to have quite the courage, aren’t you? Is that all you aspire to?”

“Not even a single Golden Core?” Liang Zhongyu’s lips twitched; he didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. Wasn’t Feng’s way of speaking a bit too arrogant?

Then he spun around, darting forward, and a streak of white light flashed in his hand, chopping off an arm of the High Tier Qi Refinement cultivator, “Dammit, how could I let you leave intact to relay the message?”

Almost simultaneously, Ji PingAn and several others hid outside the black archway in the woods, staring at each other, “Damn… two from the Qiuchen Realm. This time, haven’t we screwed Feng Jun over?”