Soon, his first target appeared: a lone Outer Sect Disciple dressed in Outer Sect attire, with a cultivation around the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm.
Once he had gone far, Ling Feng slid down from the big tree and quietly followed him.
Ling Feng casually picked up a pebble the size of a soybean from the ground and accurately flicked it at the Disciple's calf.
Feeling a cold wind blow from behind, the Disciple frowned.
"Who?" Before he could fully turn around, the flicked pebble had already hit his calf. He grunted, his legs went numb, and he tumbled down.
Then, the back of his head seemed to be struck by something, a wave of pain came, his eyes went black, and he fell unconscious.
It turned out that when Ling Feng rushed towards him, he casually picked up a wooden stick as thick as a bowl from the ground and solidly smashed it onto the back of his head.
Ling Feng searched him, taking all valuable items, including a heavy pouch that Ling Feng tried to open several times without success.
"This couldn't be a Magic Treasure, could it? I'll keep it for now and study it later."
To prevent the Disciple from waking up and shouting, he found some vines to tie him up. Thinking it still wasn't secure enough, he simply dragged him under a large locust tree, dug a pit, and buried him.
Cultivators are not like Mortals; they won't die if buried in the ground for ten days to half a month.
After doing all this, Ling Feng dusted off the dirt on him and continued to search for his next target.
Ah~!
Soon, another Disciple was incapacitated by Ling Feng using Rangu San and was immediately bound tightly with ropes.
First, he was severely beaten, then his valuables were stolen, then he was knocked unconscious and buried on the spot under a locust tree.
"Two!" Ling Feng quickly disappeared into the mountain forest.
Not long after, pig-like screams once again came from the mountain forest.
Rangu San was indeed effective; as long as one inhaled even a tiny bit, their whole body would become soft and weak, leaving them at the mercy of others.
In the next two hours, any of Zhang Tao's lackeys who were incapacitated by Ling Feng were first severely beaten, had their valuables stolen, and then were buried under a locust tree.
Especially the four who had previously ganged up on Ling Feng, their legs were directly broken, and their Dantian were crippled.
However, Ling Feng's most wanted target, Duan Yuan, was still nowhere to be found. The Disciple was silently incapacitated by Ling Feng.
It wasn't until dusk that Ling Feng had no more gains. Just as he was about to return the way he came, he happened to see Duan Yuan walking from a distance.
Ling Feng immediately hid in the bushes, concealed all his Qi, and observed in secret.
Duan Yuan looked nervous, constantly glancing around, his vigilance very high, as if he had sensed something.
"Today, you must die." Ling Feng had long hated Duan Yuan to the bone, listing him on his kill list.
After observing for a while, Ling Feng confirmed that Duan Yuan was alone, then quietly circled behind Duan Yuan, grabbed a handful of Rangu San, and stealthily approached.
"Who?" Duan Yuan was indeed a veteran Outer Sect Disciple; his senses were very keen. Even though Ling Feng was very careful, he was still detected.
As Duan Yuan turned around, a cloud of white powder assailed him.
Duan Yuan immediately held his breath, but it was still too late; most of the powder had already been inhaled into his nose.
He took a step, only to feel his whole body soft and weak. His legs gave out, and he fell to the ground.
"You...it's actually you. What do you want to do?"
Duan Yuan's face was pale, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He tried to struggle to his feet but found that he couldn't exert any strength, not even to move a finger, which was extremely difficult.
"What do I want to do? Naturally, it's to seek justice for Senior Brother Xu and the others."
Ling Feng walked out of the bushes, his expression cold as he stared at Duan Yuan on the ground.
"If you dare to harm me in the slightest, I will repay it a hundredfold in the future," Duan Yuan threatened, his eyes wide with rage.
Ling Feng sneered, "I'm afraid you won't have that chance."
"Junior...Junior Brother, we are...we are fellow Disciples. You...you cannot do this to me..."
Duan Yuan's voice gradually began to tremble. The fear in his eyes deepened, and the scene before him began to blur. He felt a chilling coldness rise from the bottom of his heart.
Ling Feng ignored his pleas, merely looking at him coldly, his heart filled with anger and sorrow.
He recalled the tragic state of Senior Brother Xu, and the scene of them being innocently beaten, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger.
"When you oppressed fellow Disciples, why did you not think of the camaraderie between fellow Disciples?" Ling Feng's voice was cold and resolute.
Duan Yuan was now unable to move, able only to watch as Ling Feng approached step by step.
"Junior Brother, I was wrong. Please, spare me. As long as you let me go, I am willing to do anything for you. No, I am willing to be a dog by your side."
Duan Yuan's heart was filled with regret and fear, but he also knew that all of this was his own doing.
His only option now was to beg Ling Feng for mercy. To survive, he spoke humble and powerless words.
Ling Feng squatted down, looked at Duan Yuan's pale and terrified face, and said indifferently, "You, are you worthy? Bah, you're not even as good as a dog."
Saying this, Ling Feng clenched his fists and punched Duan Yuan's face repeatedly, each punch filled with anger and power. Duan Yuan's face instantly became swollen, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with despair.
Duan Yuan screamed in pain, but he couldn't move, only allowing Ling Feng to vent the anger in his heart.
Duan Yuan was now unable to speak, only able to emit faint groans, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.
After venting his anger, Ling Feng stood up and coldly looked at Duan Yuan, who lay dead on the ground after being beaten by him.
Out of consideration for their shared Sect, Ling Feng dragged Duan Yuan's cold corpse and dug a large pit under the locust tree, burying him in the dirt, considering it his final dignity.
Just then, Zhang Tao arrived with his people and happened to witness this scene, already greatly horrified.
"Good! Murdering a fellow Disciple, you truly deserve to die!" Zhang Tao coldly shouted.
Seeing Zhang Tao and the others, Ling Feng realized the situation was unfavorable and quickly turned and fled.
"Chase!"
Zhang Tao snorted coldly, chasing furiously on his sword, and everyone else followed.
These people were all Inner Sect Disciples, extremely fast, and they kept up the pursuit relentlessly.
In the night, Ling Feng sped through the mountain forest, not daring to slacken in the slightest, his figure appearing and disappearing in the moonlight.
Zhang Tao and his people chased into a canyon, only losing track of Ling Feng until dawn.
"Go, send one person back to report first. We will go find the other missing Disciples."
Besides sending one person back to report, Zhang Tao also left a Disciple to guard the exit of the canyon, while he led the others to search for the missing Disciples.
Soon, the Disciples buried by Ling Feng under the locust tree were dug out by Zhang Tao.
This incident shocked the entire Sect. Besides the severely injured Disciples, there were two deaths and five crippled, greatly enraging the higher-ups.
Above The Underworld, an old man and a young man faced each other.
"Immortal...Immortal Elder, let's talk down below. This...it's a bit high!"
"Hehe, scared?"
"Not scared, mainly I need to pee!"
"Little fellow, do you know you've caused a monstrous disaster?"
"Ling Feng knows his sins are deep. Elder Kong, if you want to kill or dismember me, please be quick about it."
Soon! The two landed on a mountain peak.
Ling Feng looked around, seeing verdant pines on the mountain peak, patches of medicinal fields, and lush green grass, adorned with wildflowers, making for a beautiful scenery.
Further ahead was a clear stream.
A wooden bridge spanned the stream. After crossing the bridge, Kong Sheng led Ling Feng towards a giant pine tree.
This giant pine tree had endured who knows how many years; its trunk was as thick as a millstone, with dense branches and leaves, casting shade over an acre.
Beneath the giant pine, a wooden house leaned against the tree, its double doors tightly shut.
There were three or five more wooden houses like this in the distance.
"Go further ahead, do you see it? That mountain peak opposite? That's the Pill Pavilion!"
"You will temporarily live in this wooden house. Starting today, you are an Outer Sect Disciple."
Saying this, Kong Sheng pointed to another towering mountain peak in the distance, "Do you see that mountain peak opposite? If you have something, you can find this old man there."
Then, his body transformed into a divine rainbow and departed.
After Kong Sheng left, Ling Feng was puzzled, thinking, 'I committed a crime, yet he didn't blame me. What's the meaning of this?'
Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then lifted his foot and walked towards the wooden house. With a slight push, the tightly closed wooden door opened.
Ling Feng stepped inside. The wooden house was simply furnished, with bare walls except for a wooden bed, and nothing else besides daily necessities.
"Is Junior Brother Ling Feng staying here?"
After a long while, a sweet and gentle female voice came from outside the wooden house.
Creak!
Ling Feng pushed open the wooden door, only to see a woman in white standing outside.
So beautiful!
At this moment, Ling Feng was a little dazed.
The woman was exquisitely beautiful and refined, like a budding lotus, elegant and noble.
Her white clothes were whiter than snow, and her three thousand strands of black hair flowed like a waterfall over her shoulders! A gentle breeze blew, stirring her hair, carrying a faint fragrance.
Her skin was as fair as jade, as if untouched by the dust of the Mortal world, crystal clear.
A stunningly beautiful face, beautiful enough to take one's breath away!
Cough cough!
"Senior Sister, are you looking for me?"
Hearing a light cough, Ling Feng snapped out of his daze and slowly spoke.
The woman was startled when she saw Ling Feng, thinking, 'How could it be him?'
However, with Ling Feng staring at her, her cheeks flushed slightly, and then she smiled faintly, making her even more captivating!
"Kong Shibo asked me to bring him some daily necessities."
The woman took out a Storage Pouch and handed it over.
"Thank you, Senior Sister."
Ling Feng took the Storage Pouch, muttering, "This is?"
Hearing him, the woman's lips curved into a smile, saying, "Junior Brother, you don't understand this, do you? This is called a Storage Pouch. Don't underestimate it; there's a whole different world inside!"
"What world?" Ling Feng asked curiously.