The bounty was simple: bring Wei Fan's head to the Zhilan Sect, and receive a top-tier Martial King Divine Weapon along with a favor from the Zhilan Sect.
This bounty was exceedingly generous. Top-tier Martial King Divine Weapons were basically exclusive to Martial King Eighth and Ninth Layer experts. Without a powerful backing, an ordinary Martial King could only forge a top-tier Martial King Divine Weapon after cultivating to the Martial King Eighth or Ninth Layer.
Then there was the Zhilan Sect's favor, which was equally valuable. It was a sect with a living Martial Saint; one favor was enough to settle most matters.
"They've gone too far!"
Killing Intent flickered in Wei Fan's eyes. Clearly, he and Feng Hua had caused havoc at the Zhilan Sect together, and it was Feng Hua who had wielded the Sacred Weapon to injure the Zhilan Sect's Grand Elder. Yet they had only put a bounty on him, without mentioning Feng Hua at all.
They obviously could not afford to provoke Feng Hua, so they could only bully him.
When the Zhilan Sect's Grand Elder had attacked with a divine weapon that day, the Zhilan City Lord had told the Grand Elder not to hurt Feng Hua. From then on, Wei Fan had known that Feng Hua had an extraordinary background. And indeed, this matter had begun because of Feng Hua.
"Do you want to kill me and claim the reward?" Wei Fan's expression was indifferent, but killing intent began to surge in his heart.
Quite a few people nearby had already recognized him and were looking over with ill intent. Some had even begun secretly gathering their strength.
A Martial King Divine Weapon and a favor from the Zhilan Sect easily stirred up the greed in human nature. No matter who was