After Zhou Feng left the Tri-Gu Sect, Zhao Wu also began to exert his strength.
After realizing that he could not deal with Zhou Feng, Zhao Wu chose another path, indirectly killing Zhou Feng.
First, he gave an example of Zhou Feng’s advancement process from the Gu Refinement Cave to the inner sect.
A mortal who had never cultivated before had actually broken through to the 9th Level of Qi Condensation in such a short period.
Moreover, it was under the circumstances of joining Bitter Bamboo Peak.
This kind of experience was indeed a little strange, and it also attracted the attention of many people.
When Zhou Feng was getting more and more attention, Zhao Wu put the second stage of his scheme in action.
He ‘divulged’ that Zhou Feng had a spiritual artifact, one that could assist in cultivation to boot.
Thanks to the foreshadowing part of the scheme, this rumor had some credibility. This even attracted the attention of a few geniuses in the inner sect.
A spiritual artifact that could assist in cultivation was something worthy of verification, even if there was a high possibility that it was not true.
In any case, it was just to verify it. What if it was true?
This rumor even attracted some Soul Altar cultivators.
Then, some people couldn’t help but visit Bitter Bamboo Peak to look for Zhou Feng.
Then…
Not a single living person could be found on Bitter Bamboo Peak.
Shockingly, there was a huge grave on the mountainside where all the Bitter Bamboo disciples were buried!
As for Zhou Feng’s whereabouts, no one knew.
“All the Bitter Bamboo disciples have been killed!? Zhou Feng killed them!?”
“No way!”
“It’s true! The grave on Bitter Bamboo Peak was dug up!”
“Then… What about the Grand Elder? Does the Grand Elder not care about what happened on Bitter Bamboo Peak?”
“I heard that the Grand Elder is not on Bitter Bamboo Peak now! Didn’t the sect have a conflict with the White Bone Temple and the Penta-Ghost Sect?”
“The Grand Elder seems to have gone to guard an important place!”
“…”
One person had slaughtered the disciples of an entire peak. This kind of thing had never happened in the Tri-Gu Sect!
Even if it was the Bitter Bamboo Peak, there were still quite a number of people!
How had Zhou Feng accomplished it? Could it be that Zhou Feng really had a spiritual artifact?
When Old Niu learned this, his face was full of astonishment.
“This… Zhou Feng…”
It wasn’t that Old Niu thought that Zhou Feng possessed a spiritual artifact.
It was fine if the others didn’t know the value of a spiritual artifact, but Old Niu was well aware of how rare a spiritual artifact was.
To be able to possess a top-grade spiritual artifact was already good luck for the vast majority of people.
A kid who wasn’t even at the Soul Altar realm had a spiritual artifact?
This was absolutely impossible!
Old Niu was astonished that Zhou Feng’s aptitude was actually so monstrous. This seemed to be a seedling of the Soul Altar realm.
Wouldn’t that be his end if the Grand Elder were to find out?
Most importantly, Zhou Feng had killed all the Bitter Bamboo disciples.
Now, only Zhou Feng was left on Bitter Bamboo Peak.
“The Grand Elder shouldn’t eat me in one bite, right!?”
Old Niu’s forehead was full of cold sweat.
Old Niu’s legs became a little soft when he thought of the Grand Elder’s impressive battle achievements.
These were all the leeks that the Grand Elder had planted. Now that they were all dead, what should he do? What should he do!?
…
Zhou Feng was unaware of what had happened in the sect.
As Zhou Feng’s team slowly left the mountain range, it was also the first time he felt the cruelty of this area.
A poisonous bug would appear every few steps while some demon beasts would be spying from behind.
Moreover, the area they were treading through didn’t have any roads. There were all kinds of thorny bushes and vines, and they had to cut through the thorny bushes to move forward.
Some people had used up too much spiritual power in a short while.
This was because they needed to constantly use spiritual power to protect their bodies in order to stop those poisonous bugs’ attacks.
Of course, these poisonous insects were not worth mentioning to Zhou Feng at all.
On the one hand, he possessed Poison Immunity that nullified toxins and was not afraid of them at all.
On the other hand, his body was extremely tough, and these poisonous insects could not bite through his skin at all.
“Stop! Rest for a while!”
Seeing that everyone was not in good condition, Jiang Jing immediately called for the entire team to stop.
There was no rush to travel through this Southern Border area. They had to constantly ensure their combat strength.
Other than the harsh environment, the most important thing was that some people were spying on them.
There were plenty of vagabond cultivators, who were all broke, and attacking some sect disciples in the wild was not a problem at all.
Even if this area was still under the Tri-Gu Sect’s jurisdiction, those vagabond cultivators would still attack.
The law of the jungle was enforced in this area.
Perhaps it was because of the environment that the Tri-Gu Sect’s methods of selecting disciples were so cruel.
“You and you two! Come and feed my little precious!”
After the team stopped, Jiang Jing took out a jar of worms and then pointed at Zhou Feng and two others.
‘Feed his little precious?’ A question mark appeared in Zhou Feng’s mind.
Just now, he was still thinking about the chances of escaping.
They had already left the Tri-Gu Sect, but they were still within the Tri-Gu Sect’s territory.
One of the people that was called walked over before Zhou Feng could make a move.
“Senior Brother Jiang!” Yu Ming looked at Jiang Jing with a fawning expression. At the same time, he rolled up his sleeves and revealed his arm.
“Hmm.” Jiang Jing did not even move his lips as he gently opened the jar.
The moment he opened it, a mosquito-like Gu flew out.
The sound of flapping wings was like a swarm of bees, buzzing and piercing to the ears.
The Blood Mosquito Gu’s proboscis pierced into Yu Ming’s arm, and it swiftly sucked away a large amount of Blood Qi. At the same time, Yu Ming’s appearance became skinny at speed visible to the naked eye.
Yu Ming, who had been full of blood and flesh just a moment ago, turned into a skeleton in the blink of an eye.
This scene made the others shrink their heads, but Yu Ming’s face still showed a fawning expression.
Yu Ming was clearly a 9th Level Qi Condensation cultivator, and his Blood Qi was also extremely rich. How had he become such a lackey?
“Hmm? Are you deaf? Come here!”
Jiang Jing didn’t care at all about Yu Ming’s fawning. Instead, he focused on Zhou Feng, who was standing in a daze, and his face sank slightly.
He recognized Zhou Feng. ‘Isn’t he the person I made an example of?’
To be honest, Jiang Jing still had some impression of Zhou Feng. After all, among the 9th Level Qi Condensation cultivators, Zhou Feng’s Spiritual Qi and Blood Qi were extremely dense.
A person with such dense Blood Qi was just enough to feed the Blood Mosquito Gu.
Jiang Jing had just broken through to the Soul Altar realm, and he was at the point where he was broke. Although his realm had increased, he didn’t have the battle strength to match it.
Only this Blood Mosquito Gu possessed Soul Altar battle strength, so Jiang Jing had invested a large amount of effort into this Blood Mosquito Gu.
In Jiang Jing’s eyes, it was an honor for a person to be able to contribute their Blood Qi to his Blood Mosquito Gu.
One had to know that he had already broken through to the Soul Altar realm, and he was even a true disciple of the sect.
Now, someone was actually not willing to offer his Blood Qi for him?
When Jiang Jing spoke to Zhou Feng, his chin was slightly raised. After all, true disciples that had broken through to the Soul Altar realm were 1 in 100, so there was no need to lower their heads to look at mere cannon fodder.
Not to mention, these people’s Heart-Linking Gus were all in his hands.
Whether one lived or died was entirely up to Jiang Jing to decide!
