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Chapter 89 of 100

Chapter 89: Plunder [Third Update]

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When Ye Feng entered the small city, he found something was off. Logically, this small city could not only accommodate the blood demons outside just now. Why was it so empty now, and where had the other blood demons gone?

There was no time to think. Ye Feng's purpose for coming in was to find the Blood Spirit, and he did not care about anything else. He would leave immediately after finding the Blood Spirit.

Ye Feng's speed was very fast, and in a few blinks, he had crossed several streets. To find the Blood Spirit, he first needed to locate the residence of the city lord, Mork. Ye Feng guessed that Mork would have hidden the Blood Spirit in his usual residence.

As he entered deeper into the city, Ye Feng could still see a few blood demons fleeing, planning to leave. He grabbed one of the human-like demons.

"What happened here? Why are you all in such a hurry to leave?" Ye Feng pinched the blood demon's neck, making a cracking sound.

"Sir, please don't kill me." The blood demon trembled in fear and quickly begged for mercy.

"If you don't want to die, speak quickly!" Ye Feng increased the force on his arm, almost crushing the neck.

"I'm not entirely clear on the specifics, but a few days ago, Lord Mork suddenly ordered all the blood demons to leave here and head to the center of the Blood Demon Battlefield, saying that this place is no longer suitable for survival. We can only follow orders," the blood demon said nervously.

"Do you know where Mork's residence is?" Ye Feng was not interested in why they were leaving; his purpose was to find the Blood Spirit. He would leave immediately after finding it.

"Sir, you've asked the right person. I am Lord Mork's personal servant. If Lord Mork hadn't stayed, I would have left long ago. Go forward, and you will see a palace. That is Lord Mork's residence." The human-like demon, seeing Ye Feng's murderous gaze, did not dare to hide anything.

"Take me there quickly!" Ye Feng carried the human-like demon and dashed in the direction he pointed. The battle outside was still ongoing, with dark skies and thunder, and the sound of their roars mixed in.

After a few leaps, Ye Feng saw a huge palace. This should be where Mork lived. At this moment, only a few blood demons were patrolling, and most had already left.

Seeing a human approach, the blood demons guarding here rushed out madly, intending to kill Ye Feng.

Facing the charging blood demons, Ye Feng showed no mercy. Once he used the Quantum Divine Fist, a whirlwind was created, and the blood demons were mercilessly crushed, eventually turning into pure blood energy, which Ye Feng absorbed and stored as blood crystals.

Inside the palace, there were many strange flowers and plants. Although blood demons did not absorb the energy from these plants, they still imitated humans by cultivating them, planning to trade with humans in the future. In the Blood Demon Battlefield, there was a region where no battles took place, and humans and blood demons had established bases to trade resources.

Seeing the numerous spirit plants and fruits, Ye Feng's eyes gleamed. A black hole appeared on his chest, swallowing all the spirit plants and fruits, which were then stored as spirit energy in the Nine Hell Demon Cauldron.

After the spirit energy entered the Nine Hell Demon Cauldron, Ye Feng did not rush to refine it but let the demon cauldron compress it, forming a shape similar to a pill. However, this was not a true Spirit Pill but a higher-quality version.

Ordinary true Spirit Pills were formed by Immortal Martial Realm experts extracting and condensing spirit energy from the void, or by using magical artifacts to store spirit energy and then manufacturing true Spirit Pills.

Ye Feng, however, absorbed spirit energy from the void and compressed it. After being forged by the demon flames inside the Nine Hell Demon Cauldron, all impurities were removed, and the quality of the true Spirit Pills increased significantly.

One by one, crystal-clear true Spirit Pills formed, and Ye Feng was overjoyed. Although the process was slow, and he had only forged a few hundred true Spirit Pills from absorbing so many spirit plants and fruits, he believed that as his strength increased, the absorption speed would also increase.

In a moment, all the spirit plants in the vast palace were swallowed by Ye Feng, and the human-like demon he had grabbed was stunned by his actions.

"Quickly, where is Mork's bedroom?" The palace was enormous, and Ye Feng could not search room by room. Time was pressing, and if the battle outside stopped and Mork returned, Ye Feng would not be a match for him with his current strength.

"It's... it's further inside." The human-like demon, terrified by Ye Feng, stuttered.

Holding the human-like demon, Ye Feng moved deeper into the palace. Along the way, he encountered many blood demons, but they were all absorbed by Ye Feng, who showed no mercy. He was like a crushing machine, leaving destruction in his wake.

"What a large spirit stone!" Ye Feng suddenly stopped, seeing a spirit stone as large as a door. It was a complete, unmined spirit stone, and Mork had placed it here, which was incredibly luxurious.

"Good stuff, absorb it!" Without hesitation, Ye Feng took the spirit stone.

In the entire palace, Ye Feng took everything of value without any qualms. Since they were leaving, he might as well take everything he could.

"Sir, this is Lord Mork's bedroom. Can you let me go?" The human-like demon pointed to a large bedroom and asked Ye Feng cautiously.

"Crack!"

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, and he killed the blood demon in his hand without mercy. Ye Feng had to kill him to prevent him from revealing his presence to Mork or others, which would put Ye Feng at a disadvantage. This infiltration of Mork's palace had to be flawless, and no one, including the eight disciples outside, could know about it.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Ye Feng entered. The bedroom was large and designed similarly to a human's, with many weapons, though most were ordinary and useless to demons.

"Huh!" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly fell on a weapon.

"This is a spirit weapon!" Ye Feng exclaimed.

Mork had collected many spirit weapons, likely from the disciples he had killed.

In this large bedroom, there were over ten spirit weapons, including swords, knives, forks, and halberds. Ye Feng took them all without hesitation. Even if he could not use them, he could sell them later to get what he needed.

After putting away the weapons, Ye Feng began searching for the Blood Spirit. However, after searching the bedroom several times, he found no trace of it.

"Could it be that Mork didn't hide the Blood Spirit here?" Ye Feng frowned.

The Blood Spirit could not be carried around, and Mork had not used it in the battle outside the city. This meant the Blood Spirit was still in the city. If Mork had not hidden it in his residence, where could it be?

Ye Feng began searching inch by inch, not missing any clues. He felt the walls and various decorations, hoping to find some leads.

"Crack!"

Ye Feng's right hand touched a strange-shaped beast, which suddenly made a cracking sound, as if it had moved.

His eyes immediately focused on the strange beast, which was very smooth, indicating it was often touched. Normal decorations would not be so smooth. Ye Feng had an idea.

With his right hand, he gently applied force and slowly rotated it to the right. The strange beast moved, making a cracking sound. Then, something even stranger happened. On Ye Feng's right, the stone wall suddenly split open, revealing a passage.

"So there was a hidden mechanism here. I almost missed it," Ye Feng said.

If he had not found any clues, Ye Feng might have left to search elsewhere. The sudden appearance of the hidden passage made him believe that Mork's treasures were hidden inside.

Since storage rings were limited, most items were still placed outside, and only essential items were stored in the rings. Mork, having lived here for many years, must have accumulated a large number of treasures, Ye Feng deduced.

Not daring to be careless, he first tested the passage to see if there were any traps. Feeling no danger, Ye Feng walked down the passage, which extended underground, likely leading to a basement.

Ye Feng's guess was correct. Following the stairs, he soon saw a stone door, where the items were likely hidden.

This time, it was not difficult to find the mechanism. The stone door made a cracking sound and slowly rose, revealing a large stone room with rows of shelves.

Walking straight in, Ye Feng was stunned by the sight. The vast array of treasures made his heart race, and he was extremely excited.

"I've struck it rich! I've struck it rich!"

Ye Feng wanted to laugh out loud but controlled his emotions and began looking around. Although the items were valuable, there were too many for him to take everything. He could only take the best. He took all the spirit stones and true Spirit Pills without hesitation.

On the ground were several boxes of blood crystals, which Ye Feng also took. He had to leave behind the spirit plants with lower years.

In a moment, Ye Feng had taken most of the items, including refining materials, spirit plants, and rare metals. Finally, his eyes fell on a large red stone.

A powerful blood energy emanated from it, almost forcing Ye Feng to retreat.

"Is... is this the Blood Spirit?" Ye Feng had only heard of it and had never seen it before. He had heard that the Blood Spirit was fist-sized, but this red stone was as large as a water vat, emitting a dense and pure blood energy, with a strong spiritual aura.

"No wonder they turned against Mork. The value of such a large Blood Spirit is immeasurable. It would be enough to forge ten spirit weapons," Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Ye Feng's guess was correct. If it were an ordinary Blood Spirit, the eight of them would not have pursued it so relentlessly. This Blood Spirit was too important. It was rare to find such a large one. If integrated into a spirit weapon, its power would increase significantly when the weapon reached the level of a magical artifact.