Master and Disciple's Movements

The five people sent by the Liu family had all had their dantians crippled by Chen Feng.

Wang Hao also brought his men and captured the five.

They wanted to interrogate them for some key intelligence.

What gave Chen Feng the biggest headache right now was the ticking time bomb that was Yin Hu.

He and Yin Hu shared a bond forged through mutual hardship.

Yin Hu probably wouldn't do anything to him.

But it was a different story for anyone else.

Yin Hu was not exactly someone who could be reasoned with.

Chen Feng now wanted to go to Xiandu to check on his other disciples and the daughter he had never met.

But Yin Hu absolutely refused to leave, and she certainly refused to stop eating.

If the food was served even a little bit slow.

Her expression would sour as she urged them to hurry.

Facing this insatiable tyrant, Wang Hao did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Remembering his big talk yesterday, telling Yin Hu to eat as much as she wanted.

He now wished he could slap himself in the face.

Jin Youxi saw through her master's worries.

"Master, you should go to Shengdu!"

"Let me keep an eye on Junior Sister Yin Hu!"

Chen Feng asked worriedly,

"Can you really handle it?"

Before Jin Youxi could answer.

Yin Hu said in displeasure,

"Stop dilly-dallying. Leave if you want to leave. I just want to enjoy a good meal, why is there so much fuss?"

Chen Feng also said in annoyance,

"Who eats the way you do!"

"How can there be so much food for you to eat!"

"Weren't you quite good at dieting when you were in the White Tiger Abyss!"

Yin Hu glared at him and smashed the dining table in front of her with a single slap.

"I only dieted because I was afraid you'd starve to death!"

"Did all that Qilin meat end up in a dog's belly?"

Furious, Chen Feng pointed at Yin Hu's nose and said,

"You have the nerve to say that!"

"Don't you know exactly what you did to me every time after eating Qilin meat!"

...

Seeing Yin Hu and Chen Feng start arguing.

Wang Fa and Wang Hao were both trembling with fear and slowly backed out of the room.

Jin Youxi went outside at this moment and called out to Wang Hao,

"Uncle Wang Hao, let's prepare hotpot!"

"Then we just need to assign a few people to help her cook it."

"Otherwise, constantly ordering takeout isn't a long-term solution."

The previously frowning Wang Hao suddenly felt a wave of enlightenment.

"Hotpot?"

"That's right!"

"Why didn't I think of that!"

"It's cheap, practical, and simple!"

He hurriedly shouted to his subordinates,

"Go! Buy out all the surrounding vegetable markets for me!"

"And don't spare the supermarkets either."

"Call that whatever-Lao place and have them send over a few trucks of hotpot soup base."

Soon, trucks full of ingredients were delivered.

Wang Hao only needed to arrange for people to wash and chop the vegetables.

Then they could just throw them straight into the hotpot to cook.

They prepared ten hotpots at once for Yin Hu.

Jin Youxi personally taught Yin Hu how to cook hotpot.

As soon as Yin Hu had food to eat, she couldn't be bothered to argue with Chen Feng anymore.

She immediately immersed herself in the delicious food again.

Pointing at a super spicy beef tallow pot, she said,

"This is the flavor!"

"This one is great!"

Wang Hao immediately ordered his men to prepare more.

Seeing Yin Hu settle down again.

Chen Feng said apologetically to Wang Hao,

"I will definitely find a way to pay you back for all these expenses."

"If anything happens, call me immediately."

Wang Hao grinned and said heartily,

"I, Wang Hao, am a man of my word."

"I can still afford to treat someone to a meal."

"Eat as much as you want!"

Wang Hao had actually already formulated a clever plan in his heart.

Although Yin Hu was a bottomless pit.

There was also an advantage.

And that was Yin Hu's immense strength.

He felt that if he had Yin Hu holding the fort.

It would be time for the Wang family he founded to rise to power.

Now that Kunlun City was rid of the Dragon Slayer Team and the Liu family's minions.

Wouldn't it be his territory from now on?

On the other side.

Because Jin Youxi stayed in Kunlun City to look after Yin Hu.

Chen Feng, being alone, couldn't be bothered to take a plane.

He directly executed the unity of man and sword, heading toward Xiandu.

He was just a bit tired, having to check the navigation map from time to time.

To avoid going off course.

As soon as he arrived in Xiandu.

Chen Feng frowned.

Standing at the top of a skyscraper.

He looked down at the city streets of the bustling Xiandu.

Homeless people were constantly being driven out of the city.

Just looking at their clothes, it was obvious they hadn't been homeless for long.

Meanwhile, in the city, massive casino signs shone exceptionally brightly.

Various clubs and hotels hung explicit neon advertisements.

In contrast to this, the public security of the entire city was remarkably good.

Almost every street had people on patrol.

Chen Feng took out his phone and found the address Jin Youxi had given him.

He headed toward the Su Group's building.

...

At the same time.

The ruins of Linhai City.

Zhao Bing had been waiting here for many days.

The matter of sacrificing children to the Flood Dragon made him extremely furious.

Moreover, through Liu Weiwei's Chosen Orphans organization, he had found out.

The ones sacrificing the children every time were none other than Ye Xing and Ye Long of the Ye family.

Now the Ye family was finished.

Ye Long had also been captured.

Ye Xing, however, had become a great hero of the Ancient Clan.

He figured that the task of sacrificing children to the Flood Dragon in the future would likely fall onto Ye Xing's shoulders.

Therefore, Zhao Bing came to Linhai City in advance, staking out the location from the online video.

If it was Ye Xing, there was nothing to talk about.

Kill without mercy!

If it wasn't Ye Xing, there was still nothing to talk about.

Kill without mercy!

And then he would go to Shengdu to kill Ye Xing.

In Zhao Bing's view, if one could not act in accordance with their conscience, what was the point of practicing the Dao of the Sword?

Not far away.

In a cluster of abandoned buildings.

Dugu Sword Demon and Wang Zun watched Zhao Bing, who was hiding in the ruins in the distance.

They saw through his objective at a glance.

They couldn't help but chuckle,

"This Zhao Bing really has a lot of nerve."

Wang Zun sighed.

"It's a pity about his master."

"If he hadn't died, Great Xia would undoubtedly have gained another peerless expert."

Dugu Sword Demon stroked his beard, recalling the time Chen Feng, right in front of him.

Defied the sky full of thunderstorms and charged into the Kunlun Mountains alone.

Who would have thought he would never return.

But what was even more unexpected was that the kid not only killed Zhang Bowen but also slew the patriarch of the Ancient Clan.

He said to Wang Zun,

"Someone sent me a message, hoping that when Wei Qianqiu starts the war."

"We can go to Shengdu to provide support."

"It seems the Ancient Clan is probably going to face a massive problem."

Wang Zun nodded and said,

"I received the message too."

"This battle will definitely be far more perilous than the battle with Zhang Bowen back then."

"Even if we manage to achieve victory again, I'm afraid it will be a pyrrhic one."

"By then, Great Xia will probably no longer have the power to control the world."

Dugu Sword Demon sneered.

"They can't even control themselves right now, let alone the world."

Just as the two were talking.

A transport helicopter suddenly appeared in the distance.

"They're here!"

Dugu Sword Demon and Wang Zun immediately concealed their auras.

Down on the ground below the helicopter.

There were four rapidly moving figures, following along at a speed even faster than the helicopter.

They arrived at the coastal pier, the location of the sacrifice, ahead of time.

Zhao Bing, with weeds on his head for camouflage, stood no chance of noticing the four Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan.

He kept his eyes fixed on the helicopter's movements.

And quietly tailed the helicopter.

Dugu Sword Demon said speechlessly,

"Let's make a move! If we don't act soon, this martial arts fanatic is going to die."

Wang Zun reminded him,

"The Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan are no ordinary Martial Saints. Each has an incredibly high cultivation realm. We cannot be careless!"

Dugu Sword Demon laughed,

"You should rather think about how to stabilize your own realm!"

"A unity of heaven and man that only works occasionally is very fatal."

Wang Zun sighed.

I have nothing to say.