Intruder

Wei Xu was pondering what to do.

If this mission failed,

he would be finished.

"Is Mr. Wei Xu here? I think we can talk."

"The martial techniques are negotiable."

"I’ll teach you whatever you want to learn."

To everyone’s surprise, Chen Feng, who had been fleeing, suddenly turned back.

Wei Xu froze!

What was going on?

The others were equally stunned.

They had chased him for so long, only for the mission to nearly fail—

and now the man was delivering himself to them.

Wei Xu, watching Chen Feng charge toward them, shouted excitedly:

"Grab him now!"

But the next moment, a group of people appeared behind Chen Feng in pursuit.

Pale faces, yellow hair, hooked noses, or dark skin—

foreign invaders!

The invaders from the Western Continent were also stunned.

"Damn it! Great Xia set an ambush!"

"This guy was bait."

"These deceitful Great Xia people!"

"Run!"

At a glance, they saw nearly a hundred black-clad figures in the forest ahead.

Their own group numbered only forty or so.

The martial techniques of the Western Continent had always been inferior to Great Xia’s—

after all, they were stolen from Great Xia.

Their comprehension of these techniques was inherently slower.

Since these martial techniques were designed by Great Xia’s ancestors,

the invaders found them even harder to master.

In the early stages, they could rely on physical advantages to overpower low-level martial apprentices or warriors of Great Xia.

But once reaching the level of advanced warriors and above,

the gap in comprehension became glaringly obvious.

Especially at the peak warrior level—

even among peers, the invaders were usually no match for Great Xia’s top fighters.

Now, seeing nearly a hundred Great Xia warriors, all dressed uniformly in black,

it was clear this was no ordinary organization.

The invaders’ first thought was that they had stumbled upon Great Xia’s elite forces.

They turned and fled without hesitation.

Watching the invaders scatter,

both Chen Feng and Wei Xu’s group were dumbfounded.

Chen Feng figured that falling into the hands of Wei Corporation might at least spare his life—

after all, they wanted his martial techniques.

But if captured by the invaders, he’d likely be dead.

Wei Xu, on the other hand, was worried his men hadn’t recovered their energy yet.

They couldn’t take on so many invaders in their current state.

They needed to retreat fast, or they might be wiped out.

Before facing punishment from his family,

he could die right here at the invaders’ hands.

Yet no one expected—

the enemy had run.

And they’d run so decisively.

Run?

Chen Feng snapped out of his daze and immediately gave chase.

The Wei family members all looked to Wei Xu.

"What do we do?"

Wei Xu snarled:

"What else can we do?"

"Keep chasing!"

The invaders being pursued by Chen Feng screamed in terror:

"We’re just small fry! Let us go!"

"We’ll leave right now—we’ll never come back!"

"The main force is over there!"

Since they needed to learn Great Xia’s martial techniques,

the language of Great Xia was common among them.

Their pronunciation was flawless.

Chen Feng rolled his eyes.

"Why are you panicking?"

"I was chased by over a hundred people, and I wasn’t this scared!"

Soon, Chen Feng noticed the slowest invaders had terrible footwork—

no lightness techniques, just brute physical strength.

He closed the gap to within ten meters.

Then, activating his Heaven-Man Unity state of the North Star Absorption Technique,

one of the fleeing invaders suddenly felt his energy draining rapidly.

This wasn’t normal exertion—

it was being forcibly stripped away.

Glancing back, he saw his energy seeping out of his body,

transforming into crimson streams that flowed into the Great Xia pursuer behind him.

The invader was horrified.

"Great Xia people are monsters!"

"Like damn vampires!"

"I never should’ve taken this job for a bit of gold."

Chen Feng, meanwhile, gauged the efficiency of his technique.

At ten meters, the absorption speed was about half of direct physical contact.

Soon, Chen Feng’s energy was fully replenished.

The invader, drained dry, turned and begged:

"Please don’t kill me!"

"I’ll never invade Great Xia again!"

Chen Feng ignored him.

Grabbing the man’s collar, he hurled him back toward Wei Xu’s group.

"Ahhh—!"

The invader’s scream was cut short as Wei Xu’s men, panting heavily,

struck him mid-air, reducing him to a bloody pulp.

The remaining invaders grew even more terrified.

Those lagging behind broke into cold sweat.

They realized one thing:

Whoever fell behind would die next.

Meanwhile,

a young man from Great Xia excitedly unearthed a legendary Nine-Leaf Jade Grass from a crevice.

Before he could celebrate,

the sound of rushing wind and snapping branches reached him.

Hastily stuffing the herb into his bag,

he hid behind a nearby boulder.

Soon, he saw a group of invaders charging toward him.

His heart sank.

He didn’t dare breathe.

But then he noticed something odd—

they were running in panic.

Behind them was a lone pursuer: a young man who looked familiar.

"It’s Chen Feng, the prodigy! He’s killing invaders!"

"The one who mastered Perfection Realm as a martial apprentice!"

"Wasn’t he just a warrior recently? How’d he get to Kunlun Mountain?"

"You need to be an advanced warrior to enter Kunlun’s opening!"

"And how is he chasing all these invaders alone?"

Relieved they weren’t heading his way,

the young man discreetly recorded the bizarre scene on his phone.

Watching Chen Feng pick off the stragglers filled him with grim satisfaction.

As the group passed by, he noticed the hundred black-clad figures behind Chen Feng.

Once the recording was done,

the young man decided to leave Kunlun immediately.

Clutching his treasure, he began his retreat.

Outside,

the moment the young man—only an advanced warrior—emerged from the mountain’s mist,

a crowd swarmed him.

"Young man, got any treasures? I’ll pay top price!"

"Our Treasure Pavilion offers better rates than the government!"

"No cheating on the scales!"

Merchants and collectors pressed in,

while reporters and self-media pushed forward, eager for news of Kunlun’s latest finds.

But the young man shoved past the merchants,

shouting to the journalists:

"I’ve got breaking news! Who’s buying?"

Breaking news?

A group of reporters immediately sensed a lucrative opportunity.

They quickly approached the young man and asked:

"First, tell us what kind of news you have."

"We’re not interested in travel documentaries about Kunlun Mountain."

"Is it about battles with the invaders, or footage of the Kunlun remnants?"

The young man grinned and replied:

"I caught someone attempting to assassinate the infamous Chen Feng!"

"There’s even a double-crossing twist!"

"And I’ve uncovered the secret behind Chen Feng’s rapid cultivation growth!"