Chapter 28

In a village like Ye Feng's, they all paid taxes to Wohu Mountain.

Of course, because Lin Yuan's eldest son had joined a sect, these people did not dare to be too harsh. Niu Jiao Village only symbolically paid a little.

For other mountain villages where no one had joined a sect, life was unbearable. They not only had to pay taxes to Qing Shuang City but also had to pay a share to Wohu Mountain.

In fact, all the shops in Qing Shan Town also paid a share, though not much. Wohu Mountain did not dare to offend so many families at once.

Similarly, these families did not want to fight with Wohu Mountain. Even if an entire family went all out, they might not be able to take down Wohu Mountain. Joining forces with a few families was not worth it. After all, a little money meant nothing to them, and Wohu Mountain only collected in Qing Shan Town, not daring to go to Qing Shuang City.

Most importantly, the headquarters of Wohu Mountain was in the outer region of Tian Lang Mountain Range. Few people knew the exact location, which left the families and even the city lord of Qing Shuang City somewhat helpless. Moreover, the existence of Wohu Mountain did not affect their interests, so no one stepped forward. As for the mountain villages? Destroying a few of them meant nothing to them. As for the sects, they were high and mighty, who would care about this?

Thinking about this, Ye Feng retrieved the arrows and the broken bow he had shot. When he passed through a canyon, he threw them in. Although he did not know if it was true, Ye Feng had to be cautious. He was not afraid, but his mother and younger brother could not afford to be.

Ye Feng packed up his things, went to the original place to pick up his materials and herbs, and left the outer region of Tian Lang Mountain Range.

Ye Feng moved quickly, carrying several large bags of items and a pile of herbs. The pile of herbs was tied into a large bundle, weighing two to three hundred pounds. As for the several large bags of items, besides the materials from an iron-armed bear, the rest were taken from the five people. Ye Feng did not have time to check what they were.

"Boy, stop! Leave the stuff, and I'll give you a full body. Otherwise... hehe!"

Ye Feng was moving quickly when suddenly two people jumped down from the trees, looking at him with a mocking expression.

Ye Feng focused his gaze. These two were in their twenties, one a first-stage warrior, and the other he could not see through, likely a second-stage warrior.

The two specialized in ambushing lone warriors. They usually did not kill those entering the mountains but targeted those leaving, as those leaving were usually full of gains, making it worth their while.

The two had been watching Ye Feng earlier, following him for a while to confirm he was alone before jumping out.

Without even considering the rest, just looking at the pile of items on Ye Feng, they knew he had gained a lot. Although they did not know what he had, coming out from the outer region of Tian Lang Mountain Range, how could it be bad?

Moreover, at such a young age, Ye Feng was already a first-stage warrior. In their view, Ye Feng must be a disciple from a large family, otherwise, how could there be such a young first-stage warrior?

Such a person would definitely have good things to bring back.

"Want to live? Step aside. Don't lose your life trying to take my stuff!" Looking at the two, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly.

If he was unsure of his strength before, after fighting the five people, he had a good understanding. A second-stage warrior was far from his match.

"Huh? Boy, you're asking for death!!" The two did not expect Ye Feng to speak like this, which left them stunned. In their view, Ye Feng should have been begging for mercy, but instead, he was so arrogant, which instantly enraged them. Therefore, the two roared and raised their knives to slash at Ye Feng.

Both of their knives were covered in a faint white light, adding to their intimidating presence.

Seeing the two attack, Ye Feng stood still, holding his spear.

The two saw Ye Feng's reaction and thought he was scared stiff, so they both wore a look of satisfaction.

"Kill!"

When the two were a few meters away, Ye Feng shouted, his legs suddenly exerting force, and his body shot forward like an arrow, leaving only a faint afterimage behind.

"Huh?" Seeing Ye Feng's speed, the two felt a chill run down their spines.

Neither of them expected Ye Feng to be so fast, which was beyond their comprehension. After all, Ye Feng was a first-stage warrior! How could a first-stage warrior be so fast?

A few days ago, after the crystalline color appeared on Ye Feng's bones, the surging blood and qi in his body gradually stabilized. If Ye Feng did not deliberately show it, no one would know he was a body cultivator. His cultivation level, without the surging blood and qi to hide it, was also revealed.

"This is the moment!" As Ye Feng charged forward, he saw the two momentarily stunned. The tip of his spear instantly glowed white, and he thrust it at the second-stage warrior he could not see through.

Ye Feng did not use any techniques, just a basic spear thrust.

"Ah!" The warrior did not expect Ye Feng to be so fast, nor did he expect Ye Feng to thrust the spear so quickly at such a short distance.

Seeing the spear tip, which glowed with a cold light, moving like lightning with a chilling aura, the warrior shivered, his hair standing on end. Sensing the approach of death, he let out a terrified scream.

Despite the scream, he instinctively raised his knife to block. However, Ye Feng's attack was unexpected, and he clearly did not have time to block or dodge, as he was charging forward.

The warrior watched the spear tip pierce his chest, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Chi!"

The spear, glowing with a cold light, instantly pierced through his chest, the tip emerging from his back.

"Pop!"

Ye Feng pulled the spear back with a forceful tug, and the spear was instantly withdrawn.

As Ye Feng withdrew the spear, a gush of blood spurted from the warrior's chest. The warrior looked at his chest, then at Ye Feng, his face filled with disbelief as he fell straight to the ground.

He could not understand why, as a second-stage warrior, he was killed in one move by a first-stage warrior. With a strong sense of injustice and disbelief, the second-stage warrior's eyes remained wide open, lifeless.

"Ah!! Big Brother!"

The other first-stage warrior was clearly weaker in speed. He did not expect that, while he was surprised by Ye Feng's speed, his big brother was already dead.

"Run!" Seeing his big brother killed in one move, the warrior immediately stopped, turned, and ran.

"Hmph! You think you can run?"

Looking at the warrior, Ye Feng coldly snorted, accelerated, and thrust his spear. "Chi!" The spear pierced the warrior's back.

He could not understand how a sure thing turned into such a disaster.

The two brothers had roamed this area for over a year without any mishaps, thanks to their caution. This time, they followed Ye Feng for a while, confirming there were no issues before making their move, but the result was unexpected.

"Is this? A gold ticket?"

As Ye Feng counted the spoils from the two, he suddenly saw a paper different from the silver tickets, and he could not help but exclaim. It was worth a thousand taels, and although the value of the herbs in his backpack was many times that of the gold ticket, it was the first time he had seen a gold ticket, so it felt different.

"Qi Condensation Pills? Two each?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng found a porcelain bottle from each of the two, and each bottle contained two Qi Condensation Pills, which brought a smile to his face.

Although the herbs on his back made the Qi Condensation Pills not a problem, holding such pills that he had always looked up to and could not even reach, Ye Feng felt very happy. Moreover, who would complain about having too many of such things?

'Killing and arson, a golden belt! No wonder so many people are enthusiastic about hunting warriors!'

Looking at the seven to eight thousand taels of silver tickets, a thousand taels of gold tickets, and four Qi Condensation Pills, Ye Feng could not help but sigh inwardly.

The two did not have any materials from fierce beasts. Besides the silver tickets and two Qi Condensation Pills each, there was nothing else, which made Ye Feng feel relieved. He was already carrying a lot, and even if he got more materials from fierce beasts, he would have to discard them.

Discarding materials from fierce beasts was a sin. In the past, he had to fight for a piece of fierce beast flesh.

"These weapons and other miscellaneous items, I'll leave them for the brothers of the Flying Tiger Team!"

Looking at the weapons he could not take, Ye Feng could not help but say to himself.

Two long knives made of fine iron, each worth several hundred taels of silver, were once highly sought after by the Flying Tiger Team. Now, he discarded them like trash, which made him sigh at the changes in life.

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