Lin Feng swung his sword, severing Gong Yu's head, and with it, the desperate pleas for mercy that echoed in the air as he faced death. The once-mighty Wan Jian Gu Yu Shao Zhu fell, his head rolling to the ground amidst the Fang Family.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Lin Feng stood tall, holding the sword in one hand, his gaze vast and unfathomable after the beheading. The atmosphere was thick with silence; every person was frozen in disbelief, unable to comprehend what had just transpired.
No! This is impossible!
The illustrious Wan Jian Gu Yu Shao Zhu, a figure of exceptional talent and strength, someone whom many admired and feared, had been slain by Lin Feng—a man who had been looked down upon and ridiculed for years!
If they hadn't witnessed the clean and decisive strike, the burst of killing intent, and the sight of the head rolling away, no one would have believed it.
Lin Feng, you’ve truly lost your mind. I thought you were merely trying to compete with Yu Shaozhu out of jealousy, bravely making threats. I never imagined you would be foolish enough to kill Yu Shaozhu!
I’ll wait for you to be personally executed by a strong warrior from Wan Jian Valley. The humiliation of being made a fool in public is something you must repay—hahaha!
Fang Wanyi struggled to suppress the turmoil within her heart, forcing her expression into one of dominance as she mocked Lin Feng with a look as if he were already dead.
Fang Hanhai also believed that Wan Jian Valley would not let Lin Feng or the Lin Family off easily. However, he was now more concerned that a bloodthirsty Lin Feng might pose a threat to the Fang Family.
After all, Lin Feng had killed the formidable Yu Shaozhu as easily as one would slay a chicken!
This guy was no longer the useless person he once was; his calm yet fierce demeanor and unfathomable strength filled Fang Hanhai with dread.
Lin Feng paid no heed to the ignorant Fang Wanyi and issued an unequivocal ultimatum: "I don’t want to waste words. Two million spirit stones—bring them out."
His cold gaze swept across everyone in the Fang Family before finally resting on Fang Hanhai.
If my Fang Family offers two million spirit stones, will you let us go?
If you spare the Fang Family, I can give you two million spirit stones.
Fang Hanhai's tone was cautious but not overly submissive.
"Father, why should we give two million spirit stones to a dead man?" Fang Wanyi immediately retorted.
"Shut up!" Fang Hanhai snapped angrily, realizing just how foolish his daughter truly was.
Endure for now; once people from Wan Jian Valley arrive, we can strike back and stomp this waste into the ground—wouldn’t that be better?
Fang Wanyi didn’t expect her father to scold her like this; her face turned pale with anger.
Old man, it seems my earlier strike wasn’t sharp enough!
At a time like this, can you still bargain with me? Do you think you deserve it, you old fool?
Lin Feng stepped forward to Fang Hanhai, his gaze sharp and piercing, like an abyss that could swallow one's soul. The pressure he exerted was overwhelming, leaving Fang Hanhai seething with anger inside, unable to express his fury.
With a weathered face that was now forced into a smile, he slightly bent forward and spoke in a low, submissive tone: "The Fang Family is willing to offer two million spirit stones and hopes that Young Master Lin can spare us this time!"
The members of the Fang Family, including the Fang Family Matriarch, were all forcing smiles, gritting their teeth as they bowed in supplication.
Two million spirit stones originally belonged to me, Lin Feng. Just moments ago, your servants insulted me, you old man attacked me, and your foolish daughter spoke arrogantly. You still owe me an additional one million spirit stones!
Lin Feng would not easily let the Fang Family off the hook. Fang Wanyi had caused him too much trouble and nearly cost him his life; how could he simply let it go?
You scoundrels! Greedy and shameless!
Fang Hanhai cursed inwardly but felt Lin Feng's faint killing intent. Remembering how Gong Yu had been effortlessly slain like a pig, he continued to endure.
The Fang Family is willing to pay three million spirit stones to settle matters with Young Master Lin.
Fang Hanhai gritted his teeth as he spoke. His once weathered face now appeared even more haggard, aging him by ten years in an instant.
Seeing that Fang Hanhai could truly endure, Lin Feng had initially planned to behead him when he could no longer hold back. Now, however, he decided to temporarily spare the Fang Family. After all, given their character, they would surely rely on Wan Jian Valley's influence.
When that time came, he would let the Fang Family experience the shift from prideful elation to despair. Simply killing Fang Wanyi would be too merciful; making her feel endless despair and regret would be the true punishment!
Thus, Lin Feng reached out without holding back and patted Fang Hanhai's shoulder with a seemingly amused yet profound expression.
At least you understand what it means to spend money to avert disaster. Given how obedient you are today, I will spare your Fang Family this time. But if there’s a next time, no one will be able to save you!
Fang Hanhai quickly nodded in response: "We wouldn’t dare!"
The Fang Family was left destitute as they handed over three million spirit stones to Lin Feng, watching helplessly as he swaggered away. Each member was consumed by feelings of anger and hatred.
Father, are we really going to let Lin Feng humiliate our Fang Family like this? If word gets out, how will we ever stand in the imperial city again?
Fang Wanyi's face twisted with madness as she spoke, her hatred for Lin Feng boiling over. She believed that his sudden return had ruined her life, causing her carefully chosen golden son-in-law to flee.
Fang Hanhai, however, looked on with a sinister gleam in his eyes as he stared at the severed head and body of Gong Yu. His fists clenched tightly, revealing a ferocious expression. That useless Lin Feng wouldn’t last long now.
Once Wan Jian Valley learned of Gong Yu's death, they would surely be furious. They would send a few powerful warriors who could easily annihilate the Lin family, especially since Wan Jian Valley had True Martial Realm experts stationed there!
At that time, if Fang Wanyi managed to align herself with Wan Jian Valley’s talented disciples, the Fang Family would still rise to greatness. Meanwhile, Lin Feng would be left to suffer torment while they watched the spectacle unfold, ultimately ending up like a wretched dog, losing all face.
As these words sank in, Fang Wanyi suddenly realized the implications and burst into wild laughter.
The night swallowed the last rays of the setting sun, plunging everything into boundless darkness.
In Wan Jian Valley.
What? Yu'er was killed? How could this be possible? Who would dare to touch my Young Master in the Li Huo Dynasty?
Regardless of who was responsible, Elder Eight and Jiu Zhang Lao, you two take a group of elite disciples and capture that reckless fool alive before me!
A man clad in black robes, his face hidden from view, had eyes that shimmered with a ghostly blue light. Sitting in a high position and surveying those below him, his mere words exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure, as if he hailed from the depths of hell itself.
"Obey the orders of the Valley Master!"
The two elderly men in green robes stepped forward, their expressions grim and their aura imposing. With that command, their figures flickered and vanished from sight. Both were Qi Wu Realm experts!
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