"Yes, with Young Master Qin here, we certainly can!"

With Qin Feng's declaration, everyone was filled with confidence.

Unconsciously, everyone had come to absolutely trust what he said.

The night was deep and peaceful.

The group sat around the campfire, already fast asleep.

Qin Feng made sure they were all deeply asleep before he quietly got up and left...

...

Hunter Uncle Chai's House.

The girl, Chai Ziyi, returned home, breathing heavily, looking exhausted yet excited, and exclaimed, "Grandfather, they, they... destroyed all of the Seven Great 'Death Lands'!"

"What?!" Uncle Chai's eyebrows furrowed.

"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes. That's great, from now on when we go out to play, we don't have to be afraid of those places anymore," Chai Ziyi said with a joyful smile.

Uncle Chai's brows drew even closer together in skepticism, "Impossible, their group is the weakest, how could they have possibly destroyed all of the Seven Great 'Death Lands'? What exactly happened..."

"Grandfather, why do you look unhappy?" Chai Ziyi asked, puzzled, "Isn't it a good thing that those dangerous places are gone?"

"You don't understand."

Uncle Chai said.

At that moment,

Outside, the voice of Qin Feng could be heard, "Indeed! She doesn't understand, but I do."

As he spoke,

Qin Feng entered the house directly, his face sporting a faint smile.

"It was him who destroyed the Seven Great 'Death Lands'." Chai Ziyi explained excitedly as she ran up to Qin Feng, flashing her bright eyes, "I heard your teammates call you 'Qin Feng,' right? You're so incredible, thank you for destroying those dreadful places. My name is Chai Ziyi, you can just call me 'Yiyi.'"

"Hello."

Qin Feng replied with a smile.

"Yiyi!" Uncle Chai spoke to her, "It's late, you should go to your room now!"

"Oh..."

Yiyi complied and left the room, but she couldn't help turning back to smile at Qin Feng, "Thank you for getting rid of so many dangerous places."

With a sweet smile, she then stepped out the door.

The main hall quieted down.

The firewood in the stove crackled and popped.

Uncle Chai added some more firewood before looking at Qin Feng with a gaze filled with amazement and disbelief.

"You've destroyed the 'Death Lands'?" Uncle Chai asked.

"Yes," Qin Feng said.

Uncle Chai scrutinized him up and down once more, then lit his tobacco pipe, drew a breath, and asked, "So what brings you to me? Did you fail to find Ghost Immortal Cave and feel that using a Blood Bodhi was a waste, so you've come back to settle the account?"

"No, I'm still here to ask about Ghost Immortal Cave."

"I told you, I can only provide you with 'suspected' locations. I don't actually know where the real Ghost Immortal Cave is."

"You know."

Qin Feng stared into his eyes.

Sure enough.

A flicker of barely noticeable surprise crossed Uncle Chai's eyes, but it was quickly gone.

Uncle Chai laughed it off again and said, "Do you think, if I really knew where Ghost Immortal Cave was, I wouldn't have just gone myself? You're quite the guesser..."

"Heh heh."

Qin Feng chuckled lightly, looking at him, "Then let me guess, if I'm not wrong, the only reason you peddled those detailed addresses of the Seven Great 'Death Lands' is to instill fear in people about this place, and fear of searching for Ghost Immortal Cave, to discourage them from pursuing the cave."

"You don't want people to find Ghost Immortal Cave."

"The reason you charge so much for the information is also to deter some people."

"Furthermore, you live here, and I suspect, you're guarding Ghost Immortal Cave."

"Although this is a Hidden World, the Spiritual Energy here is not as condensed as in Changbai Mountain, which is not far from here. With your cultivation as a Fifth Grade Grandmaster, you could easily get by in Changbai Mountain, yet you choose to reside in this barren, frigid place."

"Uncle Chai, do you think my guesses are correct?"

"..."

After this,

Uncle Chai's brows tightened, and his gaze at Qin Feng was as sharp as Sword Light!

Qin Feng, still tranquil and poised, wore a slight smile and said, "Seeing your expression, I feel like I'm probably not wrong."

"Little ghost."

Uncle Chai's sharp eyes fixated on him, "Knowing that I possess the cultivation of a Fifth Grade Grandmaster, you dare speak to me like this? Aren't you afraid that I might kill you?"

Qin Feng's brows also tensed, his gaze meeting the other's as he said, "You deceived me into going to the Land of Death, and several times nearly claimed my friend's life. Aren't you afraid that I might kill you!"

"..."

Uncle Chai was inwardly shaken by the words!

He was just an Inner Strength Martial Disciple, so why did he dare to speak to him like this?

From where did he get the confidence to come and kill him?

Inside the room.

The atmosphere grew tense.

The flames in the stove seemed to sense the powerful aura, violently flickering.

Both men held each other's gaze for a moment, neither conceding.

At last.

Uncle Chai picked up a cup from the table and, with a gentle pinch between two fingers, in front of Qin Feng. Enjoying the story? Discover more on *.

The cup immediately shattered into fine powder!

Only a Fifth Grade Grandmaster could turn the entire cup into powder as fine as flour with a mere partial pinch using their inner strength!

Upon seeing this, a smile crept onto Qin Feng's face.

He extended his index finger and pressed it against another cup, then suddenly opened his eyes!

Bang—!

The entire cup also shattered into powder!!

Uncle Chai's brow tensed at the sight.

He had used crushing force to turn the cup into powder, while Qin Feng merely touched it with his index finger, and the cup turned to dust.

Which was superior and which was inferior was immediately clear!

"How did you do that?!" Uncle Chai said in disbelief.

Qin Feng waved his sleeve, blowing away the dust, and said, "Rather than asking about this, you'd be better off asking me how I managed to destroy the Seven Great Death Lands."

"..."

Uncle Chai's eyebrows knit together.

Indeed!

Compared to shattering a cup with a finger, destroying the Seven Great Death Lands was truly the greatest challenge.

The Seven Great Death Lands had taken the lives of countless Grandmasters, including many Second and Third Grade Grandmasters.

Even with his Fifth Grade Grandmaster cultivation, he wouldn't dare to guarantee he could destroy the Seven Great Death Lands within a few days.

Let alone the fact that Qin Feng seemed unharmed.

This fact alone.

Was enough to demonstrate that his strength was unimaginable!

The room fell silent once again.

Qin Feng spoke, "I am not a cruel and merciless person, so I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Tell me where the Ghost Immortal Cave is, and I might overlook the fact that you deceived me into going to the Land of Death and endangered my friend's life several times."

"Hmph!"

Uncle Chai snorted coldly, "Impossible, no one can go to the Ghost Immortal Cave!"

Saying so.

His body shuddered, and he immediately unleashed a surge of fierce power!

"Boy, I don't believe your true strength is really that formidable, come on!"

As he spoke, he swung a palm towards Qin Feng.

The palm wind was fierce, like a rushing flood!

Seeing this.

Qin Feng intended to dodge to the side.

At that moment.

The door suddenly opened, it was Yiyi carrying in a freshly steeped bowl of tea.

"Yiyi!!"

Uncle Chai was startled!

But the flood-like palm wind, already unleashed, could not be retracted, and Qin Feng also made a move to evade; if it hit her, she would undoubtedly die!