Doctor Mo Returns! Han Li in Danger!

The remaining bandits were already scared out of their wits, their steel blades trembling in their hands.

They watched the young man strolling over as if on a leisurely walk, and it was like seeing a demon crawling out of hell.

Li Feiyu was also stunned for a moment.

Before he could recover from the shock, Han Feng had already dealt with the last few.

The entire process was clean and decisive, without a single wasted motion.

Over twenty bandits, who could have stirred up a storm of blood in the martial world, were simply gone.

The air was thick with the heavy stench of blood.

The merchant caravan's people hid behind the wagons, trembling, not daring to peek out until everything fell silent.

Li Feiyu sheathed his sword and strode quickly to Han Feng's side, opening his mouth but unable to utter a single word.

Shock.

Nothing but shock.

"A few got away."

Han Feng spoke calmly, as if he had done nothing more than a trivial chore.

"Don't worry about them." Li Feiyu steadied himself. "A pack of stray dogs, they won't amount to anything."

He walked over to the bandit leader's corpse, fumbled around for a bit, and pulled out a black wooden sign.

Carved on the wooden sign was a ferocious wolf's head.

"Just as I thought, scum from the Wild Wolf Gang." Li Feiyu crushed the wooden sign in his hand until it creaked.

Only then did the caravan's steward dare to step forward cautiously with a few guards, kneeling and bowing to the two.

"Thank you, both heroes, for saving our lives! This great kindness, we will never forget!"

"Our caravan offers a thousand taels of silver to repay your heroic deeds!"

Li Feiyu relished the feeling of being admired and thanked. He helped the steward up and put on a chivalrous air.

"Seeing injustice on the road, drawing my sword to help—that's our duty! A mere Wild Wolf Gang is nothing in our eyes!"

Han Feng had no interest in such empty fame.

His attention was entirely on the scattered weapons and the bundles on the corpses.

Li Feiyu noticed his actions, grinned, and leaned in to whisper.

"Junior brother, these spoils don't need to be handed over to the sect. That's the rule of the martial world."

Han Feng understood in his heart.

This was what he cared about most.

Without any hesitation, the two began expertly looting the bodies under the caravan's awestruck gaze.

Soon, pouches of money and scattered jewelry were piled together.

Counting it up, the value came to several thousand taels of silver.

This was a windfall.

Li Feiyu waved his hand generously and split half directly to Han Feng.

"Take it! With this, we can buy the best wine when we get back!"

Han Feng silently tucked the banknotes and jewelry into his robes.

Several thousand taels of silver, converted into pills, would probably be enough for about ten days of his cultivation.

Looks like he still needed to find a way to make money.

"Junior brother, since the Wild Wolf Gang started it, don't blame us for finishing it." A sharp glint flashed in Li Feiyu's eyes as he lowered his voice with a grin.

Han Feng instantly understood his meaning.

Li Feiyu had heard that the Wild Wolf Gang was also transporting a batch of important goods soon, and they had already scouted the route.

Go rob it.

Two days later.

On a treacherous mountain path, a caravan flying the Wild Wolf Gang's banner was slowly advancing.

Suddenly, two figures dropped from the sky, blocking the way.

Leading them were Li Feiyu and Han Feng.

"Who dares to block the Wild Wolf Gang's path!" the guard captain barked.

Li Feiyu didn't waste a word. With a flicker of his form, a flash of sword light erupted.

The guard captain only saw a blur before a bloodline appeared on his throat, and he collapsed clutching his neck.

Killed in one move!

"Li Feiyu of the Seven Profound Sect is here!"

Li Feiyu pointed his longsword diagonally and announced his name.

The remaining guards were so terrified they wet themselves, daring not resist any longer. They abandoned the goods and fled in all directions.

The two senior and junior brothers exchanged a smile, then expertly pulled the cart laden with goods and drove off triumphantly.

For the entire next month, neither of them returned to the Mountain Gate.

They roamed across Lanzhou, deliberately seeking trouble for the Wild Wolf Gang.

Sometimes they raided their merchant caravans; other times they wiped out their hidden strongholds.

Gradually, two names began to circulate in the martial world.

Li Hu, Li Feiyu!

Mad Blade, Han Feng!

The two acted decisively and struck with ruthless efficiency, inflicting heavy losses on the Wild Wolf Gang while leaving them utterly helpless.

A month later, they arrived at a bustling, prosperous city.

Han Feng exchanged all the loot from that month for cultivation pills, filling an entire bundle to the brim. Only then did he return to the Seven Profound Sect, thoroughly satisfied.

This haul was enough to keep Han Feng, that big pill guzzler, steadily consuming for three whole months.

Moreover, during that month of training and fighting, he hadn't forgotten to take his pills, and his Attribute Points had been accumulating rapidly.

Another 35 points!

Back in his long-unseen courtyard, Han Feng dismissed the maids and closed the door.

He couldn't wait to open his attribute panel.

He spent 25 points to raise the Evergreen Art to the fourth layer!

[Ding! 25 Attribute Points consumed. Evergreen Art upgraded to the fourth layer!]

Boom!

A torrent of spiritual energy, more vast than any before, exploded within his dantian.

The sensation of this breakthrough was far more intense than the previous ones.

Han Feng clearly felt that his five senses and six perceptions had all undergone a terrifying enhancement.