CHAPTER 340: CHAPTER 340 MUSCLE WOLF_1

Treasure Pavilion!

As soon as Qin Feiyang arrived, he went straight to Yin Yuanming.

「VIP room.」

Yin Yuanming shook his head, took out four Qiankun Bags, and tossed them to Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang said, "Fatty, check them."

Yin Yuanming chuckled. "Rest assured. We at the Treasure Pavilion fear nothing more than losing our reputation, so we never deal in fakes."

"Knowing someone’s face doesn’t mean you know their heart. Who can really say?" Fatty grinned, gave the bags a quick inspection, and said to Qin Feiyang, "Generally, everything seems to be in order."

"How is it that I’ve never met you before?" Yin Yuanming sized up Fatty.

His first instinct told him this exceedingly fat man wasn’t simple. Not his strength, but his mind!

Fatty put away the Qiankun Bags and said arrogantly, "Master Fatty is the Boss’s right-hand man. I don’t usually show my face."

Yin Yuanming laughed. "Then it’s a genuine pleasure to meet you!"

"Likewise, likewise," Fatty replied. "But it would be even more perfect if Steward Yin could offer us a discount, a little something off the price. That would make obtaining the Potential Elixir much easier."

A cunning glint flashed in Fatty’s eyes.

"Huh!" Yin Yuanming was taken aback. Bargaining as soon as he arrives?

Yin Yuanming asked, "Then, Master Fatty, what sort of special price would you like me to offer?"

"That depends on Steward Yin’s sincerity. We most enjoy dealing with sincere people," Fatty chuckled.

The unspoken meaning was clear: the bigger the discount, the greater the sincerity. If the discount was small, future in-depth cooperation would likely be difficult.

What a cunning, damned fatty! Yin Yuanming cursed inwardly. Originally, he wanted to pass this difficult problem to Fatty. After all, discounts meant losing money! The more discounts, the more money lost. But he didn’t expect Fatty to skillfully toss the problem back to him, even putting him on the defensive. This Fatty truly had a sharp mind.

After a brief hesitation, he steeled himself and laughed. "How about a fifty percent discount? Is that sincere enough?"

Fatty laughed repeatedly. "Enough, enough, quite enough!"

"Then thank you very much, Steward Yin." Qin Feiyang also smiled broadly. He quickly counted out five billion Gold Coins and handed them to Steward Yin.

The total price for one million sets of Battle Intent Pill materials was ten billion Gold Coins. Half off meant a discount of a full five billion Gold Coins.

This Fatty really knows how to haggle, Qin Feiyang thought.

After collecting the Qiankun Bags, Qin Feiyang asked Steward Yin for the coordinates outside the city and then activated the teleportation portal.

Just as Qin Feiyang was about to leave, Yin Yuanming hurriedly said, "Brother Qin, please wait a moment."

"Is there something else?" Qin Feiyang asked, puzzled.

"Brother Qin, since this is an in-depth cooperation, there should be more trust between us," Yin Yuanming said. "Tell me the ingredients for the Potential Elixir, I’ll help you collect them, and we’ll split the profits evenly."

A glint flashed in Qin Feiyang’s eyes. He smiled. "Steward Yin is busy with his duties; we wouldn’t want to trouble you."

With that, the two men and the wolf stepped into the teleportation portal one after another.

"Damn brat!" Yin Yuanming froze for a moment. Once the teleportation portal disappeared, he couldn’t help but curse loudly.

He had originally planned to learn the ingredients for the Potential Elixir from Qin Feiyang, then inflate the price and make a huge profit. This way, he could also gain control of the situation. Because, as long as he gathered all the medicinal materials, Qin Feiyang would have to buy them from him. Then he wouldn’t be constantly led around by Qin Feiyang like he was now. But unexpectedly, Qin Feiyang was so vigilant, giving him no opportunity at all. What a frighteningly scheming young man! But where on earth did Qin Feiyang get the Elixir Formula for the Potential Elixir?

Yin Yuanming was completely baffled.

「At the same time.」

WHOOSH!

Two men and one wolf materialized before a river.

The river was wide, over twenty meters across, and its rushing water made a deafening roar.

Several hundred meters upstream stood a colossal peak, hundreds of meters high. A vast waterfall cascaded down, like ten thousand horses stampeding, its momentum immense!

This was already outside the city, about two to three miles from State City.

The Fierce Beasts in this area were generally at the Martial Ancestor level. There were also individual Beast Kings with the strength of War Kings.

But one had to know, the area around State City was an endless mountain range. And this was merely the periphery. Deeper within the mountains, even Fierce Beasts at the War Emperor Realm were countless.

Fatty scanned their surroundings and frowned. "Boss, with our strength, we can definitely go deeper."

The Wolf King said, "That’s right. In this godforsaken place, I don’t even feel the desire to fight."

"Don’t be so impetuous. Let’s first find the Beast Kings in this area and test our skills," Qin Feiyang said.

"Find the Beast Kings?" Fatty and the Wolf King exchanged a look, their spirits instantly lifting. As long as they didn’t have to fight Martial Ancestor-level Fierce Beasts, it was fine.

The two men and the wolf leaped up and darted across the river.

ROAR!

SPLASH!

Several Water Beasts shot out from the river. They were all enormous, their bloody maws wide open as they lunged at the two men and the wolf!

But their strength wasn’t great. Judging by their auras, they were likely only Eight-star Martial Ancestors.

"Watch Master Fatty’s Chasing Wind Palm!" Fatty laughed heartily, full of vigor.

He raised his hand and thrust it out fiercely!

A surge of fiery Battle Intent erupted, transforming into a terrifying storm that produced a piercing shriek. As the storm appeared, the river water below was instantly swept up, and along with those few Fierce Beasts, was swallowed by the storm.

ROAR!!!

Accompanied by several mournful cries, the few Water Beasts were instantly shredded to pieces by the storm. Blood stained the storm crimson.

SWOOSH!!!

The two men and the wolf landed on the opposite bank. The storm also abruptly dissipated.

The Wolf King said, "Not bad!"

Fatty smiled smugly. Although it was only a Lower Class battle skill, its lethality was quite impressive.

Subsequently, the two men and the wolf, like gods of slaughter incarnate, continuously challenged the Beast Kings in this area. In less than two days, they had slaughtered all the Beast Kings! Their respective battle skills were also more or less thoroughly mastered and could be used with ease.

「On this day.」

The Wolf King stood on a mountaintop, surveying the scene below. He was drenched in blood, exuding an astonishing Evil Qi, yet he looked thoroughly unenthusiastic. "This is boring!"

With their current strength, the Fierce Beasts in this area were completely overwhelmed by them, offering no challenge whatsoever.

Fatty said, "Boss, since our battle skills are pretty much honed, let’s not waste any more time. Let’s return to the Holy Temple!"

The Wolf King quickly said, "No way! I haven’t had enough fun yet. Let’s go deeper!"

Fatty’s neck seemed to shrink. He exclaimed in terror, "Brother Wolf, the depths are full of War King realm Fierce Beasts and even Beast Emperors at the War Emperor realm! Are we going there to get ourselves killed?!"

"Look at you, so spineless!" The Wolf King glared at him in annoyance. No matter how strong this damned fatty became, he always seemed timid and afraid of trouble.

Qin Feiyang pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Fatty’s right. We shouldn’t waste time. Let’s hurry back and cultivate."

BOOM!

ROAR!

But just as his words fell, deep within the jungle, an earth-shattering boom and an enraged roar resounded simultaneously. Waves of battle fluctuations spread out!

"Something’s happening!" The Wolf King’s eyes lit up. He shot down from the mountaintop like a wisp of smoke and raced towards the source of the sound.

Fatty said indignantly, "Boss, look at him! You’re the one who spoiled him into having such a wild nature."

Qin Feiyang shook his head and chuckled. "Come on, let’s go see."

As they drew closer, the battle fluctuations grew stronger.

「A dozen breaths later.」

The two men and the wolf arrived on a small hill. Several tens of meters ahead, a man and a woman were fiercely battling a War King realm Fierce Beast.

The man and woman both appeared very young, around twenty-four or twenty-five, and were dressed in white. The man was a Three-star War King. The woman was a Two-star War King. But the Fierce Beast was even stronger; both of them were covered in wounds and almost unable to fend it off.

Fatty said, "They’re disciples of the Martial Palace."

On the chests of their clothes, a small sword was embroidered—the symbol of the Holy Temple.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, the man noticed Qin Feiyang and the others.

It’s Qin Feiyang! The man’s eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in pleasant surprise, "Senior Brother Qin, what a coincidence! I didn’t expect to meet you here."

"Senior Brother Qin?" The woman was startled. She turned her head, and her expression turned to one of overjoyed relief. "Senior Brother Qin, please help us, quickly!"

The Wolf King said disdainfully, "Aren’t you people from the Martial Palace supposed to be so powerful? You still need our help?"

The actions of Shao Jian, Dongfang Yue, the Martial Palace’s Hall Master, and the red-haired old man had left a very sour taste in its mouth. So, it didn’t particularly care for anyone from the Martial Palace.

"What do you mean?" The man and woman were puzzled. It didn’t seem like they had offended these three formidable figures, had they?

With their lives on the line, neither had time to think too deeply. The woman pleaded pitifully, "Senior Brother Qin, please, just help us!"

However, Qin Feiyang seemed not to have heard. He was carefully observing the Fierce Beast. Soon, he noticed that the Fierce Beast’s pupils held an unnatural fury, almost a madness.

Qin Feiyang asked, "What did you do to it?" If this were just a random encounter, the Fierce Beast wouldn’t be this frenzied.

Hearing Qin Feiyang’s question, a hint of panic flickered across their faces, but they quickly masked it, as if hiding something. However, Qin Feiyang clearly caught these unusual signs.

Qin Feiyang said coolly, "If you don’t tell me the truth, I won’t help you."

"Alright, I’ll talk," the man said anxiously. "We stole five Red Fire Glazed Trees from its lair. As long as Senior Brother Qin is willing to save us, we’re willing to offer two trees as compensation."

"Five trees!" The two men and the wolf exchanged glances. To encounter five trees at once—these two were really lucky.

Qin Feiyang said, "White-Eyed Wolf, you go deal with it!"

"Piece of cake," the White-Eyed Wolf chuckled. He dashed in front of the Fierce Beast and roared, "Furious Rage!"

An astonishing scene unfolded. It reared up on its hind legs, its entire body erupting in golden light as its limbs and torso rapidly swelled. The fur all over its body stood on end! Finally, its body had grown a full size larger! Its muscles bulged prominently. Its limbs, now as thick as half a washbasin, looked immensely powerful. It now resembled a muscle-bound brute, exuding an air of savage wildness. This was its combat state after cultivating Furious Rage.

What a powerful aura! The man and woman’s pupils contracted, and they hurriedly retreated.

But the Fierce Beast was incredibly violent. Its gaping, bloody maw opened, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs as it lunged at the Wolf King.