Chapter 69

An hour later, it was still that secluded valley. On the hillside, several figures stood, with the leader being around seventeen years old, his expression calm, yet giving off an illusion of a towering mountain, as if as long as he was there, everyone else would lose their luster and could only serve as a foil.

Long Bo and his companions stood at the foot of the hill, appearing very restrained. Clearly, they had not caught the little rascal, who had darted around everywhere, making it impossible for them to keep up. They were quickly left behind, and when they returned, Qin Wentian and Fan Le had slipped away, but they saw Luo Qianqiu and his group appear here.

"Where is the Blood Flame Fruit?" Luo Qianqiu's voice was calm, devoid of any emotion, but just this casual question made Long Bo tense up immediately. He respectfully said, "Young Master Luo, Qin Wentian is too cunning. He held us back while the beast he raised stole the Blood Flame Fruit I was preparing to offer to Young Master Luo."

Feng Lin walked to Luo Qianqiu's side and whispered a few words to him, but Luo Qianqiu's expression did not change at all.

First-year student, Qin Wentian?

He, Luo Qianqiu, had no interest.

"Go find him out," Luo Qianqiu said coldly. Long Bo felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and bowed, saying, "Long Bo will do his utmost."

With that, he led the people behind him in the direction Qin Wentian had left.

"This valley is quite secluded. Go look for other treasures," Luo Qianqiu ordered. The people behind him immediately spread out in all directions, as if every word and action of Luo Qianqiu was a command.

Soon, only Feng Lin and Zhao Yi remained by Luo Qianqiu's side.

"Zhao Yi, a first-year student from the Imperial Star Academy, is willing to follow Young Master Luo and await your orders," Zhao Yi bowed, well aware of the status of the young man before him.

Luo Qianqiu, a prodigy, not only won first place among the freshmen in his first year at the Imperial Star Academy but also swept through the second-year students. In his second year, he joined the Asura Alliance and became one of its leaders.

Luo Qianqiu's talent was extremely strong, and the cultivation techniques and powers he practiced were all very formidable. Moreover, it was rumored that he had an extraordinary birth, and few dared to provoke him. Besides his talent, his cultivation was extremely arduous, and he once engaged in life-and-death battles with his senior brothers in the Asura Alliance in the Heavenly Dream Forest every day, only stopping when he was dead.

A person who was cruel to himself was undoubtedly even more ruthless to his enemies.

"Betraying friends, you don't even have the qualifications to be my dog. Get lost," Luo Qianqiu said coldly. Zhao Yi's face immediately turned pale, and his expression became extremely ugly. He had already betrayed Qin Wentian, hoping to get a share of the Blood Flame Fruit from Feng Lin, but the Blood Flame Fruit was still taken by Qin Wentian.

Now, he was being insulted by Luo Qianqiu.

This made Zhao Yi's face twist, and he silently turned and left.

"Should we eliminate him, Young Master Luo?" Feng Lin whispered beside Luo Qianqiu. Zhao Yi, who could betray Qin Wentian, might also bear a grudge against them, so it would be better to kill him.

"No need," Luo Qianqiu said calmly, then walked into the secluded valley. He, Luo Qianqiu, was such a person that a minor character like Zhao Yi was not even worth his attention. He had his own pride.

Qin Wentian and Fan Le returned to the lakeside. After waiting for a while, they saw the little rascal running back with a bag in its mouth, stopping beside Qin Wentian.

"Good job." Qin Wentian opened the bag and indeed saw ten Blood Flame Fruits inside. He couldn't help but pat the little rascal's head, which had shrunk again. It wagged its tail and rubbed its head against Qin Wentian's leg, as if seeking praise.

"Little rascal, you digested the Blood Flame Fruits you ate. You really waste the heavens' gifts," Fan Le said, slapping the little rascal's head. The little rascal turned around, crouched on the ground, and glared at Fan Le, its small eyes filled with disdain, making Fan Le roll his eyes.

"I didn't expect this little guy to be able to find treasures," Qin Wentian said with a smile, and he and Fan Le divided the Blood Flame Fruits. They then left, agreeing to meet the little rascal here, but Zhao Yi also knew this place. To avoid those people finding them, they decided to find a place to consume the Blood Flame Fruits and see if they could break through to the Third Wheel Pulse Realm.

Qin Wentian and Fan Le had been at the Second Wheel Pulse Realm for some time and had experienced the power of the Dark Forest. After Fan Le took three Blood Flame Fruits, his cultivation smoothly broke through to the Third Wheel Pulse Realm, leaving Qin Wentian speechless. This was truly a waste of the heavens' gifts.

As for Qin Wentian, after taking two Blood Flame Fruits, he continued to train in the Dark Forest. Of course, he did not neglect his cultivation. Finally, after ten days, he also broke through his realm, opening his third star wheel pulse. The star yuan force in his body flowed more smoothly, and he seemed to have undergone another transformation. The feeling of breaking through was very wonderful.

Qin Wentian did not rush to take the remaining three Blood Flame Fruits. Such treasures were rare, and if not for the little rascal leading the way, they would never have found that valley. Moreover, many people came to the Dark Forest to train, and it was very lucky for them to find it this time. He decided to save the three fruits for the next breakthrough.

They did not rush to leave the Dark Forest. With their strength now even greater, Qin Wentian and Fan Le hunted fourth-level beasts with ease. Birds went to Qin Wentian, and beasts went to Fan Le.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed, and the Dark Forest was filled with falling leaves, a beautiful sight as autumn arrived.

Frequently, two agile figures could be seen running around with a white puppy, hunting beasts. The beasts in this area would start to flee when they saw them, viewing them as demons.

Qin Wentian's Nine Heavens Kunpeng Technique became more proficient, and the Kunpeng mark on his back was faintly visible. Even his entire aura had changed. Perhaps because he had swallowed too many beast spirits, Qin Wentian exuded a demonic charm. His bright eyes were as beautiful as a demon, and even though he was dirty, the vitality in his eyes could not be hidden. Both he and Fan Le had grown taller.

"Fatso, your figure is getting better," Qin Wentian said, holding a dagger he had found and skillfully splitting open a beast's head to extract the beast core, smiling at the fatso.

In recent days, Fan Le's fat body had indeed slimmed down.

"I'm a man who wants to pursue a goddess, so of course, I need to look better," Fan Le grinned. "Boss, you still have Blood Flame Fruits, right? How about giving me some?"

"Get lost. Finish your own before you start eyeing mine. You're dreaming," Qin Wentian said disdainfully. The fatso wanted to rush to the Fourth Wheel Pulse Realm and had eaten the remaining two Blood Flame Fruits, but his realm remained at the peak of the Third Wheel Pulse.

"Unbrotherly," Fan Le muttered, then got up and left. At that moment, a cry for help came. Qin Wentian and Fan Le's figures flashed, and a moment later, they saw several people chasing a very ragged figure.

"Zhao Yi?" Fan Le's face showed a hint of amusement as he looked at the person being chased.

Zhao Yi stopped, and when he saw Qin Wentian and Fan Le, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. He shouted, "Qin Wentian, Fan Le, save me, they want to kill me."

The few people rushed forward and surrounded Zhao Yi. One of them looked at Qin Wentian and Fan Le and said, "Friends, this person stole the beast cores we placed aside while we were fighting beasts. It's best you don't interfere."

"They're lying. The beast cores are from their murders," Zhao Yi's face changed, his eyes fixed on Qin Wentian and Fan Le. This was his only chance.

"A person like you, I would be polite not to kill you myself," Fan Le said coldly. Zhao Yi, who had once been their companion, had led people to attack them, putting them in danger. At that time, Zhao Yi had been at ease.

Zhao Yi's face stiffened, and he looked at Qin Wentian, saying, "Qin Wentian, we are companions, save me."

"Sincerity is only given once. If you miss it, it won't come again," Qin Wentian said coldly, then prepared to leave.

"They have Blood Flame Fruits," Zhao Yi suddenly pointed at Qin Wentian and Fan Le and shouted, "Yes, and not just one. They stole a Blood Flame Fruit tree, with over ten fruits."

Qin Wentian and Fan Le stopped again. Zhao Yi's face was extremely distorted, staring at Qin Wentian and Fan Le, blaming them for his current plight.

"Ha ha, what a lively scene," a voice came from a distance, and a group of people ran over, six in total, including Long Bo.

"Qin Wentian, so many Blood Flame Fruits, they should still be there," Long Bo said coldly, and at the same time, the group on the other side looked at Qin Wentian and Fan Le with greedy eyes.

Qin Wentian remembered a saying in the Dark Forest: the most dangerous are often not the beasts, but human hearts. He had heard this from a group of adventurers during a conversation.

"Qin Wentian, Fan Le, you're going to die," Zhao Yi said with a sinister smile.

But the next moment, Qin Wentian's body turned into a blur, and Zhao Yi's pupils contracted, stepping back.

A flash of blood appeared, and Zhao Yi's throat was slashed by the dagger. He clutched his throat, his eyes filled with desperate fear, staring at Qin Wentian. His legs buckled, and he fell to the ground, the fear still in his eyes. He never thought his young life would end like this.

In his mind, many scenes suddenly appeared. He was so young, he entered the Imperial Star Academy, he was full of spirit, he invited Qin Wentian and Fan Le to enter the Dark Forest, and they hunted beasts together, making his strength grow. The excitement made him hopeful for the future.

But everything changed with the appearance of the Blood Flame Fruits, and his life came to an end.

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