CHAPTER 337: CHAPTER 336: DESTROYING THE EVIDENCE AND ERASING THE BODIES

The Duanmu Family is one of the six great families of the Flowing Cloud Region, while the Luo Family is merely a force from a small, remote city.

Duanmu Ji was confident that his family’s power was enough to intimidate Luo Feng. After speaking, he raised his head to look at Luo Feng.

However, he found Luo Feng looking at him with a cold smirk.

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong? For your insignificant Luo Family to think of opposing the six great families is like an egg striking a stone!"

Duanmu Ji, somewhat annoyed, shouted loudly.

Luo Feng stood his ground, his gaze mocking as he shook his head. "Before long, the Duanmu Family will be removed from the ranks of the six great families."

Duanmu Ji was stunned for a moment. Realizing the profound meaning behind Luo Feng’s words, his expression changed slightly as he asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Still don’t understand? Soon, I will personally go to Green Wood Peak and ensure the Duanmu Family vanishes from the Flowing Cloud Region."

Luo Feng regarded Duanmu Ji, his voice indifferent.

Hearing this, Duanmu Ji’s pupils contracted sharply. He pointed at Luo Feng and burst into ferocious laughter. "A madman’s fantasy! I’m afraid you’ll be dead long before you even reach Green Wood Peak!"

"That is no longer your concern."

Luo Feng said dismissively, not bothering to argue further. He lowered his gaze to Duanmu Ji. "If you don’t want to endure physical suffering, tell me the cultivation levels and Martial Arts of your family’s experts."

"What!"

Duanmu Ji’s expression turned grim, his eyes flickering.

He had initially dismissed Luo Feng’s words as mere mad ramblings and hadn’t taken them seriously.

But now, meeting Luo Feng’s gaze, he sensed that matters were probably not that simple.

This person before him truly intended to go to Green Wood Peak and challenge his family!

At this thought, an inexplicable chill rose from the depths of Duanmu Ji’s heart.

Luo Feng observed Duanmu Ji’s flickering gaze, a cold smirk playing on his lips. His right hand trembled slightly.

SWISH!

"AAH!"

A piercing scream tore through the air as the Fury Flame Knife stabbed into the joint of Duanmu Ji’s arm. Blood spurted, and his entire right arm immediately hung limp, clearly disabled.

"My time is limited, so I hope you won’t test my patience. You are also a Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist. You should know the consequences of lying to someone at that level."

Luo Feng glanced indifferently at Duanmu Ji, a faint chill emanating from him.

With his right arm crippled, Duanmu Ji winced in pain, his expression stiffening as he met Luo Feng’s eyes.

He certainly knew what would happen if he lied to a Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist.

At the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, one’s Yuan Qi possessed a spiritual quality. A lie would be instantly detected, unless one’s cultivation advanced further, into the Spiritual Rotation Realm!

Lying to Luo Feng was simply impossible!

Must I really tell him the details of our family’s experts?

Duanmu Ji was still hesitating when he suddenly saw Luo Feng raise the Fury Flame Knife again. His face turned white with fear, and he hurriedly said, "I’ll talk!"

Luo Feng nodded, lowered the Fury Flame Knife, and waited quietly.

Duanmu Ji glanced at Luo Feng from the corner of his eye, a sinister glint flickering deep in his pupils as he thought to himself:

So you want to go to Green Wood Peak? Fine, I’ll help you get there! Our Duanmu Family became one of the six great families of the Flowing Cloud Region for a reason; it’s not just the strength we show on the surface. Even a peak Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist wouldn’t leave Green Wood Peak alive if they dared to go!

Reaching this conclusion, Duanmu Ji instantly decided to reveal the strength of his family’s experts, to let Luo Feng go to Green Wood Peak!

"Currently, there are a total of nine Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists in the family. My father, Duanmu Xiao, is at the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. The Martial Art he cultivates is the Mountain Crush Strike, a mid-grade Profound Level Martial Art. The other eight are..."

Having made his decision, Duanmu Ji spilled all the details about his family’s experts in one go.

Luo Feng’s Soul Power was strong, and he sensed that Duanmu Ji wasn’t lying. He committed all the information to memory.

He was proud, not conceited. The trip to Green Wood Peak would be extremely perilous, so he had to be thoroughly prepared.

After Duanmu Ji finished detailing his family’s experts, Luo Feng had him repeat it all once more. After confirming there were no omissions, he killed him with a single strike as per their agreement.

Nine Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists... The Duanmu Family truly lives up to its name as one of the six great families of the Flowing Cloud Region, to be hiding such formidable strength.

Luo Feng glanced at Duanmu Ji’s corpse, a hint of shock in his eyes. He felt a sense of relief in his heart for having inquired about the Duanmu Family’s situation.

He had originally thought the Duanmu Family only had four or five Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists; the reality was almost double that.

If he had rashly barged into Green Wood Peak without knowing this, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Letting out a slight breath, Luo Feng stopped overthinking.

Knowing the Duanmu Family’s strength, Luo Feng understood even more clearly that annihilating them would be no easy feat. His current power was still far from sufficient.

Fortunately, there was still nearly a month before Duanmu Xiao’s fortieth birthday. He still had time.

Closing his eyes, Luo Feng sensed the condition within his body.

A moment later, Luo Feng opened his eyes, a joyful expression on his face.

Just as he had guessed, the recent fierce battle had resulted in a significant improvement in his cultivation. The sensation of an impending breakthrough was growing increasingly intense.

ROAR!

In the night’s darkness, faint beast roars echoed. Luo Feng glanced around, his expression turning slightly grim.

The entire valley had collapsed during the previous battle. Luo Feng hadn’t anticipated that his fight with Fang Xiong and the others would create such a huge disturbance.

Although this place was a hundred miles from Dayang City, there was still a chance of being discovered.

If Duanmu Ji and the others were found dead here, and news reached the Duanmu Family on Green Wood Peak, it would cause significant trouble.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng delayed no further. He executed the Teng Dragon’s Step and gathered all the nearby corpses.

"Sky Collapse Earth Splitting!"

Selecting a spot in the valley, Luo Feng struck the ground with several consecutive punches. A pit, several meters deep, immediately appeared before him.

After stripping the bodies of their valuables, Luo Feng tossed them into the pit.

"I hope you’ll all be more discerning in your next lives and not provoke those you shouldn’t."

Luo Feng glanced at the corpses in the pit and shook his head. Saber Qi erupted from his Fury Flame Knife, and several scorching blade gleams shot into the deep pit.

BOOM!

As the blade gleams landed, crimson flames surged skyward.

The Fury Flame Knife was a Second-Grade Spirit Weapon, capable of spontaneously generating flame Saber Qi. When infused with Yuan Qi, its intense heat far surpassed ordinary flames and could even burn opponents in battle.

This was the value of a Second-Grade Spirit Weapon.

Destroying the corpses to eliminate traces, Luo Feng watched the fiercely burning flames. He knew that now, even if someone came here, they likely wouldn’t be able to connect these dead to the Duanmu Family.

WHOOSH!

After stowing away the Fury Flame Knife, Luo Feng changed into a fresh set of clothes and sped towards Dayang City using the Teng Dragon’s Step.

At the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, one’s strength improved by leaps and bounds with each advancement in cultivation.

Having just experienced a fierce battle that presented an opportunity for a breakthrough, Luo Feng decided not to miss it. He planned to find a place in Dayang City to focus entirely on advancing his cultivation.

I wonder if Yang Wanyi is in Dayang City...

En route, the alluring image of a fiery, curvaceous woman flashed through Luo Feng’s mind.

Yang Wanyi was the daughter of Dayang City’s City Lord. Several months had passed since they last parted ways in Panlong City.

An unknown amount of time after Luo Feng left the valley, two points of light, one azure and one red, appeared in the dark eastern sky.

The lights grew larger and brighter, tearing through the nearby veil of night like two colored silk ribbons piercing the void.

Looking closely, one could discern a human figure enveloped in each light, both streaking towards the valley at lightning speed.

SWISH! SWISH!

In the blink of an eye, the azure and red lights arrived above the valley.

The two lights circled the valley several times before simultaneously landing beside the still-smoldering fire pit.

The azure light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man in a brocaded robe. He stood casually, yet an intangible aura emanated from him, and his eyes, though not angry, inspired awe.

"The scent of fresh blood still lingers. A fierce battle must have just occurred here."

The middle-aged man said slowly, his keen gaze fixed on the smoldering pit.

The red light faded, and a beautiful woman in a red dress emerged, landing gracefully.

The woman possessed exquisite features, a stunningly curvaceous and tall figure, and skin as smooth and fair as snow. Every frown and smile from her exuded a captivating allure that could stir one’s heart.

The woman in the red dress was indeed Yang Wanyi, who had shared some history with Luo Feng.

The middle-aged Martial Artist beside her was Yang Dingtian, the City Lord of Dayang City.

Gazing at the fire pit, Yang Wanyi gently waved her fair hand. Her skirt fluttered as a strong gust of wind swept through the valley, instantly extinguishing the flames.

The pit was filled with corpses, their flesh incinerated by the flames, leaving only stark white bones.

"There are nearly a hundred people here. What on earth happened? Could it be the Demon Sect...?"

Yang Dingtian frowned slightly as he looked at the corpses in the pit.

While in Dayang City, they had sensed an astonishing commotion outside the city walls and had come to investigate. They hadn’t expected the scene before them to be so shocking.

Observing the terrifying scars in the valley, a trace of seriousness appeared in Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes. "Father," she said, "use the Qingxuan Technique to investigate."

Yang Dingtian nodded and waved his hand towards the valley.

BUZZ!

A tangible wave of azure light spread out like ripples on water, pervading the entire valley.

After a moment, the azure light retracted into Yang Dingtian’s hand, coalescing into a rotating azure sphere. Within it, various types of Yuan Qi could be seen clashing violently, as if Martial Artists were engaged in fierce combat.

Looking at the azure sphere, Yang Dingtian let out a soft "Hmm?" his expression surprised.

Yang Wanyi glanced at the azure sphere and asked, "Could it really be the work of Demon Sect disciples?"

Yang Dingtian shook his head. With a wave of his hand, the azure sphere vanished. Looking out at the valley, he said,

"It’s unrelated to the Demon Sect. What astonishes me is that all these people seem to have been killed by a single individual. Judging from the residual Yuan Qi, their cultivation levels weren’t vastly different."

"One person?"

Yang Wanyi looked at the corpses in the deep pit, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

Yang Dingtian nodded. Pointing to the largest fissure in the valley, he said, "Look at these traces. Dozens of people were simultaneously attacking one position. That should be correct."

"If one person truly killed nearly a hundred others of comparable cultivation, their potential is indeed astounding." Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes flickered, her expression a mixture of shock and admiration.

"Feuds in the martial world are endless. Let’s head back."

Since it wasn’t the Demon Sect, Yang Dingtian lost interest in further investigation. He tapped his right foot lightly on the ground. With a rumble, the large pit collapsed and disappeared without a trace. His figure then shot up and sped towards Dayang City.

Yang Wanyi nodded. Her beautiful eyes lingered on the saber scars in the valley, her brow furrowed in thought. She felt that the style of these saber marks was somewhat familiar, and she couldn’t help but speculate who might have been responsible.