Chapter 16

Chen Feng sneered, and his palm strike hit the black arrow held by the young man in the green robe. The metal arrow was snapped in half, and the young man in the green robe was terrified, hastily retreating. But it was too late; Chen Feng struck him in the head. His head exploded like a smashed watermelon, and he died instantly.

Chen Feng walked towards the young man in the purple robe.

The young man in the purple robe was still shouting, "If you dare to touch even one of my fingers, the Greenwood Sect will definitely hunt you down to your death!"

"Let them come!" Chen Feng smiled coldly, and his palm strike condensed, blasting the young man in the purple robe's chest.

The young man in the purple robe stared at Chen Feng with wide eyes, dying with regret. He never thought Chen Feng would actually dare to kill him.

Chen Feng sneered again, turned around, and put the wolf cubs into a cloth bag. Then he walked over to the young men in the purple and green robes, searching their bodies.

"Wow, actually three pieces of medium-grade spirit stones. This person is indeed the son of an inner sect elder of the Greenwood Sect; his wealth is truly abundant! A rich man!"

Chen Feng looked at the three medium-grade spirit stones in his hand, feeling delighted. These medium-grade spirit stones were about two inches square, crystal clear, and filled with a misty spiritual aura, clearly not ordinary. The functions of medium-grade spirit stones were similar to those of low-grade spirit stones, but the amount of spiritual aura they contained was far greater. One medium-grade spirit stone contained the equivalent of fifty low-grade spirit stones that Chen Feng had used before!

He was equivalent to obtaining one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

In addition, he found a large stack of gold notes on the young man in the purple robe, totaling five thousand gold taels. However, this wasn't very useful, as in the world of martial artists, the common currency was spirit stones, while gold and silver were used in the mundane world.

The young man in the green robe was relatively poor, which was normal given his lower status. Chen Feng didn't take his large bow and arrow, as this weapon wasn't suitable for him and could easily expose his identity.

After searching their bodies, Chen Feng quickly left.

Shortly after he left, a gust of wind blew, and several people appeared. They saw the two corpses on the ground and their faces changed.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe, about fifty years old, walked over to the corpses and examined them, then went into the wolf den and looked around. He grabbed the air, sniffed it lightly, and said in a deep voice, "The second young master was killed here about a quarter of an hour ago. The person is powerful, likely cultivating a fierce and domineering martial technique. He also has a few wolf cubs with him. He can't have gone far, chase him!"

"Yes!"

The group nodded and split up to pursue him.

...

In the depths of the outer region of the Green Forest Mountains, a figure darted through the dense forest at high speed.

He was tall and extremely handsome, carrying a large bundle in his hand.

It was Chen Feng.

He hid behind a large tree, sensing his surroundings. Feeling that there were no pursuers nearby, he let out a slight sigh of relief.

After killing the young man in the purple robe yesterday, he had always felt someone was tracking him. Several times, he almost got caught, but fortunately, he wasn't too slow. He could have run faster, but the problem was that he was carrying the wolf cubs. These wolf cubs weren't too heavy, and Chen Feng didn't find them a burden, but they had a huge appetite and were always howling for food. Chen Feng had to stop frequently to feed them.

He couldn't let the wolf cubs starve, could he?

At this moment, the wolf cubs in the bundle started howling again. Chen Feng shook his head helplessly, untied the bundle, and saw the wolf cubs opening their mouths and howling. He smiled bitterly, "Are you hungry again?"

Fortunately, he was prepared and had a pig's leg in his hand. This was from a wild boar he had killed yesterday, which he had only half-roasted before discovering someone was chasing him and had to flee. In one day, the wild boar had been reduced to just one hind leg, which he hadn't eaten at all, as the wolf cubs had devoured it all.

No wonder they were the offspring of a fifth-stage innate demon beast; these wolf cubs had a huge appetite, but their size hadn't increased, indicating a long growth period.

Chen Feng placed the bundle on the ground and threw the pig's leg to the wolf cubs. They immediately climbed up and started tearing at it, quickly devouring the pig's leg, which was about their size.

Chen Feng sat down and began meditating, seizing the opportunity to cultivate.

Suddenly, he stood up, staring at a spot and said in a deep voice, "If you're here, come out. Hiding like this, what kind of person are you?"

From the spot he was staring at, a long laugh echoed through the forest, and a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked out. He was tall and thin, looking as if a gust of wind could knock him over. His face was gaunt, like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin, and his triangular eyes glinted with a cold and vicious light.

He looked Chen Feng up and down and said, "Boy, was it you who killed my master's second son?"

Chen Feng knew it was useless to deny it and coldly snorted, "He wanted to kill me, and I had no choice but to kill him."

"Boy, do you know who my master is? He is a formidable existence, an inner sect elder of the Greenwood Sect, at the Divine Gate Realm! You, a little beast, dared to kill his son, truly reckless! Now, kneel on the ground, kowtow a hundred times, and cripple your true qi, and I'll let you off with less suffering. Otherwise, you'll know what I'm capable of!" the middle-aged man in the blue robe shouted fiercely.

"Let's fight, no need for so much talk," Chen Feng replied.