Chapter 43

"Indeed, the experts of the Seventh Level of Martial Dao are not so easy to kill!"

After using up eighty percent of his mystic energy, Lin Fei felt as if he had been drained, and cold sweat drenched his back. If he had encountered a beast, he might have had to turn and run for his life.

From the moment he was suppressed by the other party, Lin Fei had been looking for a way to kill him. Even though that old immortal was not around, what if he appeared? Better safe than sorry.

Considering this hidden danger, Lin Fei had to take it into account!

The Purple-robed Young Master was extremely powerful, especially with his ability to fly briefly in the air, which was a significant advantage. If Lin Fei wanted to kill him, he needed to find a dark place where flying was difficult, to maximize his own advantages.

Once the other party could no longer fly, Lin Fei believed he could kill him, especially with the Black Slaughter Blade in hand.

The Black Slaughter Blade was incredibly powerful, and "One Cut, Two Halves" was currently Lin Fei's strongest move.

...

"Killing Cheng Shaowen of the Seventh Level of Martial Dao, gained 1200 experience points!"

The system's voice rang in his ear, and Lin Fei's expression changed, becoming somewhat strange. This name reminded him of something...

"Could this kid be the son and disciple of the Blade God Sect's Sect Master?"

Although he had not been in the Xuantian Continent for long, Lin Fei had heard of the prestigious status of the Blade God Sect, and the fact that the person was surnamed Cheng suggested that this young master was very likely...

Lin Fei was startled. He never expected that the first expert of the Seventh Level of Martial Dao he killed would be related to the Blade God Sect's Sect Master. His luck... even he couldn't help but laugh and cry, feeling as if he had caused a major disaster.

Now that he had killed him, Lin Fei wouldn't worry too much. There was no such thing as a regret pill in this world.

At this moment, Lin Fei's gaze fell to the ground, where significant changes had occurred. His eyes lit up as he saw the items scattered around.

"Damn, the boss dropped a lot!"

Around Cheng Shaowen's corpse, many items were scattered, just like in online games where the boss drops a lot.

"Could it be because of the Hundred Treasure Bag?"

Lin Fei instantly understood what had happened.

It turned out that once the Hundred Treasure Bag lost its original owner, it became a helpless object. All the items inside would lose control and immediately drop out.

Thus, this situation occurred.

Lin Fei loved this feature, as if it was tailor-made for him. He indulged in a bit of self-admiration.

...

First, Lin Fei picked up the Hundred Treasure Bag.

"Good stuff, this is valuable. It seems I've killed someone significant this time. Selling it will fetch a good price."

The Hundred Treasure Bag in his hand was exquisitely crafted, not something an ordinary person could wear. The fact that the other party, who was only at the Seventh Level of Martial Dao, possessed a Hundred Treasure Bag, indirectly proved his extraordinary status, a typical young master.

After putting away the Hundred Treasure Bag, Lin Fei's gaze scanned the area again.

Pills, about seven or eight bottles, most of which Lin Fei could only recognize a couple. One of them was the White Jade Pill, which seemed to be of even higher quality, and the rest were all top-notch pills.

Lin Fei's face lit up. What he needed most right now were pills, good healing items.

When he saw three manuals, Lin Fei's eyes lit up again.

In the earlier battle with Cheng Shaowen, Lin Fei was inherently weaker, the reason being very simple: he lacked usable knife techniques.

Knife techniques can be many, but not too varied, or they would be impossible to master!

The three manuals were: "Blazing Palm Blade" (Yellow Rank Lower Grade), "Great Thousand Leaf Blade Technique" (Yellow Rank Lower Grade), and "Thirty-Six Route Palm Blade," which had a yellowed cover and a long history.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

Lin Fei put them away directly without checking, as time did not permit.

Apart from these, a long sword adorned with gems lay on the ground, also an extraordinary item. Although it couldn't compare to the Black Slaughter Blade, it was still a high-quality weapon.

Lin Fei might not use it, but it could be used to confuse or frame others at times.

Apart from these, there was nothing else worth noting, except for a considerable amount of gold and silver notes, which Lin Fei did not miss, putting them all away.

After checking that nothing was left behind, Lin Fei patted his buttocks and immediately left. Today's harvest was truly great, and the items were secondary; the most important thing was the experience.

He knew that if he didn't leave early, he wouldn't have the chance later. Killing a talented disciple of the Blade God Sect, with such a prestigious identity, would definitely cause a huge stir. Why wait?

...

Lin Fei had not been gone for half an hour.

"Heaven, how could this happen!"

A voice filled with grief and anger echoed through the forest, like thunder. Countless birds, unable to fly away in time, were immediately stunned to death.

At the battle site!

At least thirty people were gathered, all of them white-robed disciples, experts above the Sixth Level of Martial Dao.

At this moment, these fearless disciples of the Blade God Sect were trembling involuntarily, unable to believe the corpse on the ground.

The fifth son of the Blade God Sect's Sect Master, with Seventh Level of Martial Dao strength, had been killed, cut in half.

Anyone else could die.

But the one person who could not die was Cheng Shaowen.

As the son of the Sect Master, regardless of his status within the Blade God Sect, he was still the Sect Master's son.

From the start of the battle until they arrived, it had not been more than half an hour. What greeted them was a corpse, the corpse of the Sect Master's son.

It was as if they had been slapped in the face.

The Black Water Mountain Range was under lockdown, and everyone was searching for one person. Now that Young Master Cheng had been killed in the Black Water Mountain Range, if this news reached the Blade God Sect...

They would be the first to suffer the consequences.

Failing to protect him, this responsibility could not be shirked.

They all knew the Sect Master's temper. With such a major incident, they might end up paying with their lives.

Do not doubt the wrath of a Sect Master.

...

Zhao Wen let out a long, mournful howl, filled with boundless anger.

"Dead, really dead."

When Zhao Wen heard the news of Cheng Shaowen's death, he did not believe it at first. But when he saw the corpse, he was stunned, as if he had aged several decades in an instant.

As Cheng Shaowen's old servant, he had protected him since childhood, facing countless dangers and slaying them all to protect Cheng Shaowen until now.

But in just one day, the two of them were separated by life and death.

At this moment, Zhao Wen regretted immensely. Why had he proposed that foolish idea? Otherwise, how could the little thief have succeeded? The residual aura at the scene could not be hidden from Zhao Wen.

"Little thief, I will make you suffer a terrible death."

At this moment, Lin Fei, who was a hundred miles away, couldn't help but sneeze. He was curious who could be thinking of him at this time. It seemed he didn't know many people in the Xuantian Continent.