Lu Feng did not take the first half of Huo Qiu's words to heart. Though the cowhide map he had dug up bore many profound and obscure markings that he could not understand, Wu Ying would surely be able to decipher them. Leaving this tomb realm would not be difficult.
Nor would he be threatened by Huo Qiu because of it.
But the latter half of those words made Lu Feng abandon his intention of killing him on the spot.
He probed, "Your father? Huo Yuanqiu? The Second Head of the Bottle Spirit Sect?"
"Correct!" Huo Qiu said with some pride. "Second Head is merely a title for show. By now, nearly the entire Bottle Spirit Sect is under my father's control. The outdated rules of the past have already been abolished. Before long, every tomb realm and treasure vault on the continent will be laid bare before us. Spare me today, and I will repay you generously when I return."
Though Huo Qiu said this aloud, he was calculating how, once he escaped and returned to the sect, he would repay the pain he had suffered tenfold—break all four of Lu Feng's limbs and make him wish he were dead.
Unfortunately, neither his frank intimidation nor his promise of generous repayment moved Lu Feng or made him wary.
Lu Feng slowly raised his hand, a terrifying aura gathering at his fingertips.
Huo Qiu recoiled in terror and roared, "You cannot kill me! My father planted a Contract Gu within me. The moment I die, he will surely sense it, and you will face endless retaliation!"
Lu Feng smiled faintly. Although this differed somewhat from the answer he had hoped to confirm regarding things like soul jade, this mention of a Contract Gu pleased him even more.
Killing intent surged