Chapter 159 Harbouring Malicious Intentions

"Hmm?"

Feng Ling'er looked up, raised an eyebrow, and laughed coldly, "What, looking to meddle in other people's business?"

Qin Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and walked to Feng Ling'er's side, ready for action.

The burly man glanced at the two of them, then looked at Wang Gang and asked, "Brother Wang, what is going on here?"

Wang Gang propped himself up with his hands, looked up at the dozen or so people, and pleaded, "Brother Meng, please help me! Kill these two little bastards, and I will definitely reward you well!"

"You still dare to run your mouth!"

Feng Ling'er flew into a rage and stomped viciously on Wang Gang's head.

Wang Gang's entire face sank into the mud, unable to breathe. He struggled frantically, making muffled cries for help.

Seeing this, the dozen or so people glared with immediate fury.

The burly man barked, "Release Brother Wang at once, or neither of you will leave here alive!"

Feng Ling'er smiled with utter disdain and said coldly, "If you're not afraid of death, come ahead!"

"Stubborn to a fault!"

The burly man flew into a rage and threw a punch straight at Feng Ling'er!

"Humph!"

Feng Ling'er snorted. With a wave of her fair hand, nine afterimages surged toward the burly man like a violent storm.

"Illusion Shattering Palm!"

The burly man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated in panic.

The rest of them also wore looks of terror.

This woman actually turned out to be an inner disciple of the Martial King Palace!

Feng Ling'er mocked, "Weren't you acting very arrogant just now? Why aren't you daring to move now?"

Wang Gang suddenly exerted force, raised his head, and roared, "Brother Meng, don't be afraid of them! Kill them right here, and even the Martial King Palace won't be able to trace it back to us."

"You really don't know what death is!"

An astonishing, chilling light immediately surged into Feng Ling'er's captivating eyes. Transforming instantly into a female Asura, her hand flashed like lightning, snapping off Wang Gang's right arm!

"Ah—"

Wang Gang let out a miserable, agonizing scream and roared, "Brother Meng, they have top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pills on them!"

"Courting death!"

Feng Ling'er waved Cangxue once more and severed Wang Gang's left arm as well.

Blood gushed from the wounds like pillars!

"Top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pills!"

The burly man and the others shuddered, greed gleaming in all their eyes.

At this moment, Qin Feiyang spread open his large hand and said indifferently, "Before you make a move, take a look at what this is."

The dozen or so people stared at his palm.

There was nothing there.

Just as they began to think Qin Feiyang was merely bluffing, a transparent crystal materialized out of thin air.

"What?"

"An Image Crystal!"

"I wouldn't be able to afford an Image Crystal in a lifetime, yet he actually has one. That proves his status in the Martial King Palace must be extremely high!"

The faces of the dozen or so people turned pale as paper.

If they dared to make a move, the other party only needed a single thought to transmit everything that happened here straight back to the Martial King Palace.

This time, they had truly kicked a massive iron plate.

"Some things are simply not meant for the likes of you to covet. Be honest human beings and do your work down-to-earth; that is the only way for you to survive."

Qin Feiyang put away the Image Crystal, his expression as calm as ever.

"My lord is entirely right."

"We will definitely keep to ourselves."

"We were deeply offensive just now, and we beg the two lords to forgive us."

The dozen or so people immediately bowed and scraped, flattering them profusely.

In their hearts, they detested Wang Gang to the core.

Were these two people anyone they could afford to offend?

He actually tried to drag them down with him—he truly had malicious intentions!

The burly man stepped forward, cupped his fists, and said, "Two lords, this Wang Gang is utterly despicable. Killing him would only soil your hands; why not let this humble one do it on your behalf?"

Wang Gang raged, "Meng Ming, what do you mean by this?"

The burly man sneered, "What do I mean? Based on my understanding of you, I can easily guess that you must have provoked these two lords first. Someone like you deserves to die!"

"Meng Ming, I curse you to a wretched death!"

Wang Gang roared in bitter desperation and fury.

"The one who is going to die today is you!"

Feng Ling'er kicked Wang Gang squarely in the head.

Wang Gang was sent flying through the air, wailing continuously. His head felt as though it were splitting open, the pain driving him to the brink of madness.

Had Feng Ling'er not held back slightly, his head would have already burst like a watermelon!

"This humble one deserves death..."

"This humble one was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai..."

"I'll kowtow to you, please spare my life!"

Enduring the excruciating pain, he begged repeatedly.

"Scum like you deserved to die in the first place. Staying alive is just a waste of air!"

Feng Ling'er walked up to him, and Cangxue flashed downward like lightning, actually gouging out Wang Gang's eyeballs on the spot.

"Ah—"

Instantly, Wang Gang let out a piercing shriek fit for a slaughtered pig, rolling endlessly in the mud, covered entirely in blood. It was a terrifying sight to behold!

Qin Feiyang watched with his heart pounding in his chest.

When angered, a woman was far more terrifying than a tiger.

From now on, whenever possible, he should try his best never to provoke a woman.

The burly man and the others also broke out in cold sweat; it was their first time ever witnessing such a savage and ruthless woman.

Feng Ling'er raised her head and swept her gaze across them, causing everyone to instinctively take a few steps back.

They were terrified that the next target would be them.

Feng Ling'er snorted softly, looking utterly disdainful. She walked over to Wang Gang, retrieved his Qiankun bag, and then grabbed his clothes, tossing him directly into the nearby jungle.

Having lost his eyes, his foot tendons, and both hands, his fate was destined to be miserable.

Before long, several fierce beasts drawn by the scent tore him into pieces. He died amidst endless despair, leaving behind not even a single bone!

Those fierce beasts turned their attention toward Qin Feiyang and the others, wanting to attack them as well.

However, seeing such a large group of people, they sensibly chose to leave.

The burly man smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Two lords, please follow us to the safety zone."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the others.

Those people immediately stepped aside, clearing a path.

Feng Ling'er nodded, looking down at Cangxue, the more she looked, the more she adored it.

She turned to Qin Feiyang and asked hesitatingly, "Well... look, we're already so familiar with each other. Can you... lend me this dagger to play with for a few days?"

"In your dreams!"

Qin Feiyang snatched Cangxue back, wiped off the blood, and stored it away in his Qiankun bag.

Feng Ling'er could only watch with puppy-dog eyes.

"So stingy."

She snorted coldly and strode toward the safety zone without looking back.

"This has nothing to do with being stingy."

"Cangxue is the only thing my mother left behind for me; I cannot let anyone else take it."

Qin Feiyang muttered to himself and quietly followed behind.

"Let's move!"

The burly man waved his hand, and the dozen or so people quickly followed.

Dozens of breaths later, the group arrived at the safety zone.

The so-called safety zone was actually just a patch of flat ground roughly a dozen meters wide. A rain canopy was rigged above it, and a bonfire burned in the center, radiating a hint of warmth.

Though crude, it at least offered shelter from the rain.

Above the bonfire, a piece of meat was being roasted, but the outer layer had already burnt, emitting a pungent, charred smell.

Feng Ling'er frowned and commanded, "It smells awful, take it away immediately."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The burly man nodded repeatedly, grabbed the roasted meat, and threw it straight into the nearby jungle. He then said, "Two lords, shall we go get you something fresh instead?"

"Just make sure not to disturb me, do whatever you like with the rest."

Qin Feiyang said indifferently, then sat down to the side, swallowed a top-grade healing pill, and began to recuperate.

"And you?"

The burly man looked over at Feng Ling'er.

Feng Ling'er glanced at Qin Feiyang, finding him more irritating by the second.

"Humph!"

Snorting inwardly, she sat down cross-legged nearby and told the dozen people, "Don't say I didn't warn you: if anyone disturbs my meditation, I guarantee you won't like the consequences!"

With that, she closed her eyes.

The dozen people felt bitter inside; these two masters were truly difficult to please.

"Wang Ke, Li Kui, come with me to hunt."

The burly man called out two men, picked up a torch, and walked along a small path.

Once they were a safe distance away from the camp, the burly man turned to the two of them and lowered his voice: "Do you guys want those top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pills?"

"Brother Meng, what are you getting at?"

The two men asked in alarm and suspicion.

"What am I getting at? Naturally, I'm thinking of finding an opportunity to wipe out those two!"

A flash of madness flickered in the burly man's eyes.

"Brother Meng, have you lost your mind?"

"They are both inner disciples of the Martial King Palace, and they even have an Image Crystal. If anything goes wrong, we'll all be plunged into an abyss of eternal damnation!"

Wang Ke and Li Kui whispered anxiously.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Aren't they meditating right now?"

"When midnight comes and they completely drop their guard, we'll launch a surprise attack!"

"By then, they won't even have a chance to transmit a message to the Martial King Palace."

"As long as we get those top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pills, not only can I break through to a six-star Martial Ancestor in one stroke, but you two can also become five-star Martial Ancestors."

"Opportunities like this come only once. Think it over carefully."

The burly man incited them.

"What if they only have a single top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pill? How do we split it?"

Wang Ke frowned and asked.

"That's simple. We take it to the Treasure Pavilion and auction it."

"As far as I know, a top-grade Crimson Flame Glaze Pill fetches upwards of four million in Yan City."

"When the time comes, each of us will walk away with over a million gold coins."

The burly man smiled, though deep within his eyes lurked a chilling, sinister gleam.

The two men trembled violently.

Over a million! They had never laid eyes on that many gold coins in their entire lives!

The burly man urged, "Make up your minds quickly. If you aren't doing it, I'll go find someone else."

"We'll do it!"

The two men quickly agreed.

The burly man smiled and said, "I knew you would agree. Watch for my signal later and act according to the circumstances."

The two nodded.

Shortly after, the three of them casually killed a beast and returned to the safety zone.

Qin Feiyang opened his eyes a slit to observe the three of them.

Knowing full well that the outside was dangerous, taking two men along just to hunt was far too abnormal.

Yet, after observing for a moment, he saw nothing unusual about the three of them.

"Could I be overthinking it?"

Qin Feiyang muttered, preparing to close his eyes again.

At that exact moment, however, the burly man turned his head and swept his gaze over him and Feng Ling'er. Seeing that both of them had their eyes closed, a sinister, cruel sneer crept onto his face.

It vanished almost instantly.

Little did he expect that this slight abnormality would be clearly captured by Qin Feiyang.

Nor could he imagine that Qin Feiyang was an exceptionally cautious person.

"There really is a problem!"

Qin Feiyang thought to himself darkly.

After pondering for a brief moment, he opened his eyes, stood up, walked directly over to Feng Ling'er, and—under the bewildered gazes of the burly man and the others—grabbed hold of Feng Ling'er, suddenly vanishing completely without a trace!

It was as if they had evaporated into thin air, leaving not the slightest trace behind!