Chapter 3

Lin Feng sprinted through the mountain forest, rushing to the place where the purple light had appeared as quickly as possible.

It was a protruding rock on a cliff, with a purple glow emanating from the gray-black rock, flickering rhythmically like a person's breathing.

Each time the purple light flickered, a thunderous sound, "rumbling," echoed deeply.

Lin Feng scanned the surroundings but found no signs of others lying in ambush.

His luck was good; it seemed he was the first to arrive.

Lin Feng quickly climbed up the cliff, one hand gripping the rock like a hook, while the other hand, without using any spells, unleashed his magical power to punch the protruding rock.

The rock separated from the cliff and fell to the bottom. Lin Feng descended the cliff to find the rock. Although it had separated from the cliff, the rock still flickered with a purple light, emitting thunderous sounds.

Lin Feng shattered the rock, revealing the treasure inside: a purple crystal as large as a soccer ball on Earth, from which thunderous sounds emanated.

The surface of the purple crystal was uneven and irregular.

After a moment of exploration, Lin Feng discovered that the purple crystal was not the treasure itself but rather a layer of stone skin surrounding a jade-like core.

Lin Feng slowly infused his magical power into the purple crystal, attempting to connect with the treasure inside.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lin Feng felt himself enter a world of thunder, where all he could see were flashing and exploding lightning bolts.

An overwhelming sense of fear and pressure.

Raging thunder, ancient divine punishment, fierce lightning, and primordial heavenly retribution shook the celestial souls of those who faced it, causing them to tremble uncontrollably, yet they still lunged forward, only to be obliterated.

The might of a mountain crushing an egg, a true mountain crushing an egg, reducing everything to dust in an instant!

Lin Feng was startled, and the Daoist technique of Nine Heavens Thunder automatically activated within him. It was not to resist or assimilate but to control.

I am the master of all thunder, wielding the thunder of the heavens.

It felt like an instant, yet it seemed like a long time had passed. Lin Feng's mind cleared, and he saw that the purple crystal in his hand had split into two halves, revealing a pale golden, spherical treasure at its center.

The thunderous sounds and flashing lightning had disappeared, leaving only a fist-sized gem radiating a pale golden light, appearing incredibly calm. However, Lin Feng could sense the terrifying thunderous spiritual energy contained within.

If all this thunderous spiritual energy were to be unleashed, it would be enough to turn the mountain range where Lin Feng was into a sunken basin.

In the exchange system, there was an identical item called the Heavenly Thunder Jade Core, which required 2,000 exchange points.

According to the system's description, this item was extremely rare, requiring thousands of thunderbolts to strike the same rock continuously, with only a one percent chance of its creation. It contained a vast amount of thunderous spiritual energy essence, making it a priceless treasure for cultivators practicing thunder-based Daoist techniques.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed into slits as he thought shamelessly, "Good disciple, consider this your initiation gift. Don't worry, your master won't let you down."

He faintly heard sounds coming from the forest at the foot of the mountain. Lin Feng quickly stowed away the Heavenly Thunder Jade Core and looked down to see two groups of people rapidly approaching from both sides of the mountain.

One group was led by Little Point, who looked like a porcelain doll, cute and fair-skinned, but was now as agile as a young mountain beast, swiftly moving through the deep forest.

Lin Feng had not noticed before, but now he realized that this child, not yet four years old, had already reached the second level of Qi cultivation.

Lin Feng habitually touched his nose, feeling the immense pressure: "Is that old village chief crazy? Teaching such a young child Daoist techniques."

The other group was from Wolf Village.

After calculating the speed of both groups, Lin Feng determined that Little Point and the Stone Village people would arrive first. He left the remaining stone skin, the split purple crystal, at the site and quickly left the scene.

Although the Heavenly Thunder Jade Core had been extracted, the split purple crystal, having been nurtured by the jade core for so long, still contained a vast amount of spiritual energy, making it a rare treasure.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder rumbled. Lin Feng looked up and muttered to himself, "A storm is coming..."

As Lin Feng had predicted, Little Point and his group arrived first and picked up the stone skin. Although they were disappointed that the true treasure had already been taken, they were still happy to have something to bring back to the village.

The people from Wolf Village were frustrated, having neither the meat nor the broth. They did not know that the true treasure, the Heavenly Thunder Jade Core, had fallen into Lin Feng's hands, assuming it had been taken by the Stone Village people.

With new and old grievances combined, the people of Wolf Village were furious, their eyes red as they pursued Little Point and his group.

At this moment, Lin Feng "coincidentally" encountered the people from Wolf Village. Wolf Feng's grandfather, Wolf Liqing, glared at Lin Feng and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Feng looked embarrassed, "I wanted to explore the mountains and gain some experience, but I got lost."

Wolf Liqing, impatient, waved his hand and ignored Lin Feng, leading his group to continue the pursuit.

Lin Feng followed the group, concealing his cultivation, walking unsteadily in the mountains, looking as if he might fall behind at any moment.

"Those two..." Despite his disheveled appearance, Lin Feng was carefully observing and quickly noticed two middle-aged men in the group whom he had never seen in Wolf Village before.

Their attire was clearly more refined than that of the mountain people.

Their lips moved, but no sound was heard. Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he casually lowered his eyelids.

These two middle-aged men were cultivators, one at the third level of Qi cultivation and the other at the fourth level, the same as Lin Feng.

They had used their magical power to muffle their voices, making it impossible for ordinary people to hear their conversation, but Lin Feng could hear them clearly.

"Old Chen, when that person last appeared three years ago, the child wasn't with him. Could it be that he was fostered in this small mountain village at that time?"

The middle-aged man called Old Chen pondered and said, "By age, it fits, but Little Seven, that child is already a cripple and shouldn't have lived this long."

Little Seven said, "Let's go to Stone Village and see. If it's really that child, we'll cut him off at the root. Keeping him alive would be a disaster for Young Master."

Old Chen thought for a moment and nodded, "We can't act directly, or we'll leave traces. There are people in the Stone Village who sympathize with the child, and they might cause us trouble. The family may want the child dead, but they won't necessarily support us and might even hand us over as scapegoats."

Little Seven glanced at Wolf Liqing with a sinister smile, "We don't have to fear acting directly. Don't we have the perfect scapegoat right in front of us?"

Both men laughed, "Letting the Yu family take the blame is also their good fortune."

Lin Feng sighed inwardly. The old village chief of Stone Village had kept his promise and tried to hide Little Point's existence, but he didn't know that Little Point's whereabouts were almost exposed.

However, these two men had arrived just in time. Looking at their backs, Lin Feng's smile grew wider.

The selection of supporting characters was also important. Lin Feng had been worried that the opponents were too weak. With the old village chief and Little Point, both cultivators, in Stone Village, the secular martial artists from Wolf Village would only serve as experience points for Little Point.

Of course, if the opponents were too strong, it wouldn't work either. First, Little Point's safety couldn't be guaranteed, and second, Lin Feng was only at the fourth level of Qi cultivation. Dealing with an opponent he couldn't handle would be a joke.

These two cultivators from the Yu family were just right.

As he was lost in thought, the little fat boy beside him snorted, "Keep your eyes open, or you'll just be a burden. Otherwise, I'll kill you first!"

Lin Feng grinned but said nothing. He was waiting for the show to begin.

The people from Wolf Village soon caught up with Little Point and his group, and a fierce battle ensued. The Wolf Village people were numerous and fierce, but they were no match for the two cultivators from Stone Village, the old village chief and Little Point.

Especially Little Point, though inexperienced and not ruthless enough, his strength was enough to overwhelm the secular martial artists. He was like a young cub of an ancient fierce beast, causing chaos among the Wolf Village people.

Before the battle even began, Lin Feng, like a frightened rabbit, turned and fled, earning the little fat boy's angry curse, "Coward!"

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly. Of course, he had to run early; otherwise, if Little Point and the others saw him with the Wolf Village people, it would be awkward.

Finding a hidden spot, Lin Feng kept his eyes on the two cultivators from the Yu family. The middle-aged man called Old Chen calmly took out a bone flute and began to play. The sound was not pleasant, but harsh and grating, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

In the next moment, numerous fierce beasts emerged from the forest: iron-armored elephants as large as small mountains, black unicorns with horns, and fiery red bears...

Each of these beasts was a hundred times more ferocious than ordinary wild animals, requiring the bravest and most experienced hunters to hunt them in groups, setting traps, and even then, they might pay with their lives or fail.

Now, there were dozens of such beasts, surrounding Little Point and his group from all sides, surging like a tide.

Faced with the beast tide, the old village chief and Little Point had no choice but to try to protect the villagers and retreat. Even so, several people were killed by the beasts.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, the wind howled, and the ground was filled with the sounds of battle and bloodshed.

The situation quickly turned dire, and even Lin Feng was caught off guard. He could only follow them from a distance, thinking, "Run faster, this place isn't safe yet. Go a bit further, lead them a bit more."

More and more Stone Village people were killed by the beasts, and Little Point's eyes turned red with anger. He could only ensure his own safety, and even if he saved one villager, more would fall into danger.

The old village chief stomped his foot and threw a leather-like object to Little Point, while he himself took out a small drum.

"Magic tools? And two of them!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

With the help of the two magic tools left by Little Point's father, the old village chief and Little Point finally managed to break through the encirclement and flee towards Stone Village.

Seeing their prey about to escape, the two cultivators from the Yu family exchanged glances and finally decided to act.

The group was now less than a mile from Stone Village, but this short distance became an insurmountable obstacle for Little Point and his group.

As soon as the two cultivators moved, the old village chief immediately sensed something was wrong, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man called Old Chen coldly replied, "The dead don't need to know."

The old village chief was furious, "Are you from the Shi family or the Yu family? To be so ruthless, plotting to harm a child, and now you won't even spare his life!"

The cultivator called Little Seven laughed, "My young master is a born supreme being. This little brat, by offering himself to my young master, is fortunate. I'll send him to be reborn, and I'm sure he'll have a good life!"

Little Point was confused by their conversation but could still make a judgment, "Eh, you're not good people." He fought fiercely against Little Seven, and with the magic tool in hand, he was not at a disadvantage against Little Seven, who was at the third level of Qi cultivation.

However, Little Seven's mind was devious. While fighting Little Point, he occasionally attacked the Stone Village people, and the numerous beasts and Wolf Village people also joined the attack, putting the Stone Village people in grave danger.

Little Point wanted to save the villagers but was held back by Little Seven, his face turning red with frustration, almost to the point of tears.

Lin Feng hid nearby, thinking, "Now! Good disciple, use the trump card I left you. Don't tell me you've forgotten?"

Perhaps sensing Lin Feng's reminder, the beleaguered Little Point finally remembered the amulet Lin Feng had given him and pulled it out, throwing it at Little Seven!

Little Seven was slightly surprised, then found the amulet to be unremarkable and casually grabbed it, sneering, "Just a little brat..." But before he could finish, the amulet suddenly changed.

Nine light points appeared around him, illuminating his shocked face.

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