Wei Yuan was carried back to the City Lord's Mansion on a stretcher.
The accompanying city guards did not make any sound. The entire team was as silent as a slow-moving funeral procession. Even the sound of the armor leaves colliding was deliberately lowered.
Lin Feng carried a pot of spiritual brew from the Drunken Immortal Tower wine rack, followed the team, strode into the City Lord's Mansion gate as if there was no one else around.
The guard at the door saw the city lord being carried in, and saw the young man following the carryer. They looked at each other and silently stepped aside.
Entering the main hall, Wei Yuan was helped onto the main chair. Someone brought two God Class pills. He swallowed them, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. It took him nearly a cup of tea to recover.
Blood Scorpion and Old Wang sat down on both sides. Blood Scorpion's eyes were not very honest. He kept scanning the furnishings in the hall. Every time he saw something pleasing to the eye, his eyes lit up, and he was obviously silently appraising it in his heart.
Lin Feng put the wine bottle on his lap and waited for Wei Yuan to finish adjusting his breath, then he took the initiative to speak:
"I didn't come here to kill them all. You saw it and I wanted to kill you, so I just did it."
Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lin Feng, and asked in a deep voice, "So what do you want?"
"Discuss the terms," Lin Feng said, "It's very simple, three things."
He held out a finger:
"First, open the treasure house and let me take a look. I will pick things myself and won't take them randomly."
Two fingers:
"Second, Flowing Cloud City will fly the flag of Heaven-Blasting Gang from today on. You will be in charge of the daily operations. I will not take the position of city lord. As long as you recognize this name, you don't have to ask me about the city's affairs."
Three fingers:
"Third, the offerings that were previously handed over to the Netherworld Sect every year will be transferred to Heaven-Blasting Gang, and the amount will remain unchanged."
Wei Yuan was silent for a long time.
No one in the hall spoke, even the sound of breathing was very clear.
He finally spoke, his voice calm with a trace of imperceptible fatigue:
"That's all?"
"That's all." Lin Feng nodded, "There's one more thing. I admit your son's problem. I'll give him two Divine-Grade Healing Pill teeth as compensation later."
Wei Yuan stared at Lin Feng for a moment, then slowly took out a jade key from his sleeve and placed it on his lap.
The key was engraved with array patterns and had a strong sense of age. It was the only key to the City Lord's Mansion treasure house and had never left his body in four thousand years.
"The treasure house is on the third floor underground. I will take you there."
The location of the treasure house is in the deepest part of the City Lord's Mansion. The lights in the corridor are dim, and the air becomes heavier as you go down. The auras of the formation are layer upon layer, each one reminding outsiders: This is not the place you should come.
Driven by the jade key, the warehouse door made of artifact-grade alloy slowly opened inwards.
The light poured out, illuminating the corridor.
Blood Scorpion stood at the door of the treasure house, took a step forward, and stopped.
The entire treasure house was much larger than he imagined. The grids extended in rows, and each grid was filled with various utensils. There were mountains of spiritual crystals, rows of elixirs, magic weapons, piles of mineral materials, and jade slips stacked up to form a wall. Each item was emitting a spiritual light that, when gathered together, illuminated the entire treasure house like a miniature starry sky.
"Master..." Blood Scorpion opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "This... how much is this worth..."
"I can't figure it out," Old Wang looked beside him for a moment and said calmly, "It's quite a lot anyway."
Lin Feng walked in and started to scan the items one by one. The selection criteria were very clear - small size, high value and practicality were given priority, and bulky furnishings were ignored.
In the row of the elixir section, he paused and took two or three bottles each marked "God King Breakthrough Pill", "Divine Marquis Realm-Breaking Pill" and "Divine General Essence-Condensing Powder" and put them into storage rings. He couldn't use them himself, but people from Heaven-Blasting Gang could use them, and many people from the Master Black Baleful Intent group had stuck in their cultivation.
He rummaged through the magic weapon area more carefully and picked out two defensive mid-level artifacts, planning to equip Old Wang and Blood Scorpion later. He also took away an interesting invisibility talisman array as a spare.
In the Jade Slips area, he had almost swept in the entire row. The exercises from the Divine General to God King system, plus a few formation fragments, were of no use to him, but to Heaven-Blasting Gang it was a complete set of cultivation systems.
When he reached the innermost part, he stopped.
This row of racks is obviously different from other places. There are very few items on the rack, but each item is stored in a separate sealed box. The array protection of the rack itself is also the most stringent in the treasure house. Lin Feng walked through this row and scanned a few items with a spiritual detector. The year display was all "???"-exceeding the upper limit of measurement.
When he reached the innermost shelf, he stopped.
There was a translucent sealed box, about the size of a palm, and something inside was emitting an extremely weak, almost imperceptible ancient luster.
Lin Feng Take off the box and put your fingers on the seal.
The seal was released, and it was as quiet as a sigh. In less than three seconds, it dissipated naturally like a candle encountering Sun.
The box was opened, and inside was a fragment. The material was unrecognizable. It was not paper, silk, or anything he had seen in this Primordial Chaos World. It glowed with some extremely ancient and calm light.
There are patterns on it, most of which are blurred. Only a small area in the lower right corner can barely make out the content. It is the outline of several mountain ranges, and a line of extremely small ancient characters next to it.
Lin Feng came closer and looked at it for a moment.
The text was Primordial World Ancient Seal Script. He recognized it and identified it word for word:
"Heaven-Opening Ruins·First place, Pangu..."
The characters at the back are missing, and the fragment breaks off here.
But the two words "Pangu" were enough for him to pause for a long time.
He carefully folded the fragment, put it into his arms, and left the treasure house.
Wei Yuan stood at the door of the treasure house and watched him close the door of the treasure house without saying a word.
Lin Feng came out and nodded to him. "Keep the rest, it's enough for you."
"That fragment..." Wei Yuan hesitated, "This city has collected it for hundreds of years, and even the old appraiser didn't understand it."
"I understand a little bit." Lin Feng said, "You don't need to know the content."
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment and finally said:
"Twenty years ago, an outsider came to the city with that fragment. He said he found it in the ruins deep in Wild Domain and wanted to take action. There were other things in the ruins, but he didn't say where. He died that night with an unknown cause. I didn't have time to ask more."
"But that man said something before he died - the direction of the ruins is due north and east of Wild Domain. Seven thousand miles away, there is a place called Boundless Wastes. The fog never clears all year round, and no one who goes in has ever come out."
Lin Feng wrote down these two words and did not speak immediately.
"Thank you." He finally said these two words and walked out.
Wei Yuan spoke behind him, his voice carrying some complex emotions, like resignation, but also sincerity:
"I hope that our distinguished guests... will come to Flowing Cloud City as little as possible in the future."
Lin Feng did not answer and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion door.
Outside the door, Blood Scorpion was standing on the steps, staring blankly at the giant black gold plaque hanging in the center of the main entrance. The plaque was two feet wide and made of artifact-grade metal. The five large characters "Flowing Cloud City Lord's Mansion" were painted in gold paint, which was very impressive.
"Master," Blood Scorpion turned his head and said inquiringly, "This piece..."
"Tear it down."
Blood Scorpion's eyes lit up, he rolled up his sleeves, and went up on the spot. He slapped the base of the plaque with his palm. The artifact-grade metal base was knocked loose due to the Divine General Realm's brute force. The whole plaque hit the ground with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.
"What to change?" Blood Scorpion asked.
Lin Feng picked up a wide wooden board from a nearby loading and unloading area, found a sharp stone, squatted down, and wrote on the board.
There is no ink, no pen, and the lines drawn with stones have an air of free and easy handwriting.
After writing, let Blood Scorpion hang it up.
The new plaque is hung up, and in the middle of the Flowing Cloud City Lord's Mansion gate, four big characters are clearly visible:
Flowing Cloud Community Residents' Committee
Lin Feng stood at the door and took a look, satisfied, and nodded.
Blood Scorpion stared at the plaque for five seconds, then secretly took out a writing pen from his arms, brought it up and added a line of small characters in the lower corner of the plaque.
Lin Feng looked down:
"Heaven-Blasting Gang Flowing Cloud Branch, welcome to visit, helper hotline: please contact Blood Scorpion to convey"
"... Why are you writing this."
"Propaganda." Blood Scorpion said confidently, his tone full of entrepreneurial passion, "Master, we want to make Heaven-Blasting Gang bigger and stronger, right? Flowing Cloud City is a window and must have a sense of existence."
Lin Feng glanced at him and said nothing.
Turn around and walk towards the city gate.
Old Wang followed and whispered, "Master, where are you going next?"
Lin Feng patted the fragment in his arms and said two words calmly:
"Boundless Wastes."
Sun It's almost sunset. The streets of Flowing Cloud City are lit up with spiritual crystal street lamps. The crowd is still talking about the new plaque. City Lord's Mansion A lot of people are gathered at the door. Some are laughing, some are shaking their heads, and some are writing furiously. They have already begun to write down what they have seen today and prepare to send it to surrounding city-states.
Lin Feng walked through the crowd without looking back.
The steps are steady and the direction is clear.
Pangu Ruins, Boundless Wastes, seven thousand miles.
The next stop is already on the way.