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Xu Feng returned to the town and checked into the only inn.
In the room, Xu Feng quietly circulated his spiritual energy, gradually expelling the effects of the Shape-Shifting Pill from his body. His physique and facial features changed at a visible speed, and within moments, Xu Feng had reverted to the appearance he had when he first crossed over.
Xu Feng let his hair down, abandoning the "official" hairstyle of a cultivator. He hastily tied it back with a cloth strip, allowing it to fall loosely behind him. The slightly disheveled new hairstyle exuded an untamed, wild aura.
With his clothing, physique, and hairstyle all transformed, he now looked nothing like Yan Da.
Having changed his appearance, Xu Feng began to assess his gains from the Otherworldly Secret Realm. The items in the storage bags of three disciples from Nine Dragon Pool were almost identical to those of Qiao Bugu, except that Song Li had slightly more spirit stones.
The combined storage of the three, along with the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones obtained from It Mountain Square, increased his total spirit stones by nearly four million. He also acquired nearly ten bottles of Fifth-Rank Pills and had collected seven Superior Spirit Swords.
The most abundant items were herbs; Xu Feng had looted the storage bags of over ten disciples from Six Sects. These disciples were not as wealthy as those from Nine Dragon Pool, and the only valuable items they had were the large quantities of herbs gathered in the Otherworldly Secret Realm. Additionally, Xu Feng deliberately selected various types of herbs, resulting in an extremely rich collection. As long as it wasn't a very special formula, he could find ready-made herbs for any concoction.
The most precious item was still the It Mountain Spring from It Mountain Temple, which contained over thirty drops in a vial.
Uncertain about the potency of It Mountain Spring, Xu Feng took out a drop and consumed it.
As soon as it entered his mouth, the spring water dissolved into vast amounts of Spiritual Energy that surged into his bloodstream. Xu Feng felt countless streams of spiritual power converging in his meridians, forming a powerful torrent that flowed back and forth within him, impacting his meridians and acupoints.
The liquefied spiritual power of a Foundation Establishment Period Cultivator became even more stable and abundant under the influence of It Mountain Spring. Xu Feng could almost conclude that consuming all thirty drops would likely allow him to reach full mastery at this stage and subsequently break through to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Thinking about the limitless uses of It Mountain Spring—not only for healing and cultivation but also for refining pills to enhance their quality and success rate—Xu Feng decided against using it all at once for a temporary boost.
After organizing his belongings in the room, Xu Feng came downstairs and checked out. The innkeeper nearly screamed in shock upon seeing him; within less than an hour from checking in to checking out, Xu Feng had transformed completely—no, he was practically an entirely different person. The innkeeper was merely a mortal who knew about cultivators' existence in this world; otherwise, he might have been terrified.
Ignoring the innkeeper's astonishment, Xu Feng stepped out of the inn and walked along the main road leading out of town, boldly exposing himself under the bright midday sun.
By the time he left town, it was noon. There weren't many pedestrians on the road; occasionally passing merchants saw Xu Feng walking alone on a long journey and dared not offend him. They exchanged greetings before continuing on their way.
Xu Feng kept an eye on the empty space behind him. If the various factions were to pursue, they would have to come from Sky; otherwise, it would be impossible to catch up in just one night. Xu Feng's sudden departure yesterday had already raised suspicions.
"Get out of the way! Move!" Six Warhorses galloped past, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Xu Feng stepped aside, watching as the group of soldiers rushed by as if they were in a hurry, completely disregarding the pedestrians' safety and urging their horses forward. Fortunately, there weren't many people around, and those who heard the commotion managed to jump aside in time to avoid being hit.
Before long, two more riders came charging in. These two were even wilder, not bothering to say a word as they sped past Xu Feng. An accident occurred nearby; an elderly man who was hard of hearing was pushing a cart uphill when the Military Horses couldn't avoid him and knocked him down. The soldiers on horseback also fell to the ground, bruised and battered.
Two soldiers were furious, and the one who had fallen was even more enraged. He got up and kicked the old man over, drawing his sword and striking before the old man could even plead for mercy, killing him on the spot.
The soldier spat out blood, cursing as he climbed back onto his horse, ready to leave.
Xu Feng accelerated and moved beside the two soldiers, saying, "Speeding and killing someone? You should still be alive." With that, he grabbed the soldier who had killed the old man and gently pressed down on his head. The soldier's entire head, along with his neck, was pushed into his body.
The soldier didn't even have time to scream before he fell dead. The other soldier on horseback trembled uncontrollably, terrified and stammering, "Y-you... I... h-he..."
Xu Feng stripped off the dead soldier's clothes and used a Cleansing Talisman to clean them up before putting them on himself. He donned a helmet and quickly transformed into a soldier's appearance.
Seeing Xu Feng kill with ease and change clothes without hesitation—his methods were unprecedented—the remaining soldier felt a warmth in his pants from fear.
Xu Feng incinerated the dead soldier with a Fire Talisman, mounted his horse, and said, "Let's go together." He spurred his horse onward.
The soldier dared not disobey and hurriedly followed suit. The two rode swiftly down the road. With Xu Feng leading the way, pedestrians quickly made way for them, preventing any further accidents.
The soldier realized that Xu Feng was a cultivator and dared not say much; he only hoped that this Killer God would leave quickly without causing trouble for an ordinary person like him.
They raced for over twenty miles until they reached a riverbank. Xu Feng stopped to let the soldier take the horses to drink water.
The nearest town was already far away, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. Two horses stood out prominently. A white dot finally appeared in the sky; a White Eagle from Spirit Beast Manor flew over Xu Feng.
After circling above Xu Feng for a moment, it flew away.
"This group of soldiers has several batches; it won't be easy for you to find me," Xu Feng thought as he observed the flight path of the White Eagle, realizing that someone was searching for him.
After resting for a while, the warhorses resumed their journey. Xu Feng communicated with his companion through glances, refraining from speaking to the soldier again. If this oppressive soldier disobeyed, Xu Feng would not hesitate to eliminate him.
In the blink of an eye, they galloped another forty to fifty miles when the silhouette of the White Eagle appeared in the sky again. Finally, the White Eagle dove down to a height of twenty meters, flying just above the treetops in front of Xu Feng.
There were two people on the eagle; one wore the Daoist robe of Wuhua Island, while the other was a disciple from Spirit Beast Manor riding the eagle.
The disciple from Wuhua Island scrutinized Xu Feng from atop the eagle, nodding and then shaking his head before ultimately speaking up.
"Could this fellow Daoist please stop for a moment?" asked the disciple from Wuhua Island.
"Not possible; I have urgent matters to attend to," Xu Feng replied directly.
Although Xu Feng had changed his appearance, the aura of a cultivator still surrounded him. The disciple from Wuhua Island circled around in the sky several times but failed to spot Xu Feng's trace. Instead, he unexpectedly discovered a soldier who was also a cultivator, which raised his suspicions.
The accompanying soldier had never witnessed such a scene and was so frightened that he didn't dare lift his head.
After a moment of silence, the disciple from Wuhua Island suddenly said, "I am Ma An Shan from Wuhua Island, currently pursuing a dangerous criminal. I kindly ask this Daoist to allow me to use our Sect's Verification Talisman for a moment. If there is any mistake, Wuhua Island will certainly provide an explanation and compensation."
Xu Feng realized that Ma An Shan had already begun to suspect him. "So it's a fellow Daoist from Wuhua Island; in that case, go ahead," he said slowly as he brought his horse to a stop.
Ma An Shan flew above Xu Feng but did not land. He understood clearly that if this person was indeed the one he was pursuing, he would be no match for him.
Ma An Shan said on White Eagle, "Fellow Daoist, I will give you a Verification Talisman. As long as you stick it on yourself, I can see if you are the person I am looking for. Let's handle this matter fairly; please cooperate."
Ma An Shan refused to come down.
"What if you give me a Death Token? Wouldn't that mean I'm sending myself to my death?" Xu Feng knew that the Verification Talisman was definitely tailored for him. He had made up his mind that once Ma An Shan came down, he would kill him without hesitation.
Ma An Shan was at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, while an ordinary Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator appeared to Xu Feng as nothing more than a pile of rotten meat.
From above, Ma An Shan could clearly see that Xu Feng was only at the Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage, which was the same level as the Yan Da he was investigating, but...
Ma An Shan did not want to delay any longer and said, "In that case, let's each take a step back." He commanded White Eagle to land ten zhang away from Xu Feng and instructed the disciples of Spirit Beast Manor to be ready to flee at any moment in case of unforeseen circumstances.
Ma An Shan continued, "Let's maintain this distance; no one should approach. You can stick this talisman on yourself. If I wanted to kill you, Wuhua Island has plenty of power and wouldn't need to go through all this trouble." With that, an Azure Paper Talisman flew from his hand, drifting through the ten zhang of empty space before landing in front of Xu Feng.
Xu Feng did not take it and let the paper talisman fall to the ground. He calmly said, "Just because you tell me to stick it on doesn't mean I will. What if I told you to die? Would you die?"
Ma An Shan's expression changed dramatically.
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