The remaining bandits were already scared out of their wits, the steel blades in their hands trembling.
They looked at the youth strolling toward them as if they were seeing an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
Li Feiyu was stunned for a moment as well.
Before he could recover from his shock, Han Feng had already dealt with the last few men.
The entire process was clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation or excess movement.
More than twenty bandits who could have stirred up a storm of bloodshed in the martial world had vanished just like that.
The air was thick with the stench of blood.
The caravan members hid behind the wagons, trembling until everything had finally fallen silent. Only then did they dare poke their heads out.
Li Feiyu sheathed his sword and hurried over to Han Feng. He opened his mouth, but could not say a word.
Shock.
Nothing but shock.
"Several of them got away."
Han Feng spoke indifferently, as if he had merely done something insignificant.
"Don't worry about them." Li Feiyu steadied himself. "They're a pack of beaten dogs. They won't amount to anything."
He walked over to the bandit leader's corpse, searched it for a while, and pulled out a black wooden token.
A ferocious wolf's head was carved into the token.
"As expected, they're scum from the Wild Wolf Gang." Li Feiyu clenched the token until it creaked.
Only then did the caravan manager dare approach with several guards. He carefully walked forward and bowed deeply to the two men.
"Thank you, great heroes, for saving our lives! We will never forget your kindness!"
"Our caravan is willing to offer a thousand taels of silver in gratitude for your aid!"
Li Feiyu greatly enjoyed being worshiped and thanked. He helped the manager up and put on the air of a gallant hero.
"When injustice appears before us, we draw our blades to help. That is our duty! The mere Wild Wolf Gang has never caught our eye!"
Han Feng had no interest in such empty fame.
His attention was entirely focused on the weapons scattered across the ground and the bundles on the corpses.
Li Feiyu noticed what he was doing and came over with a grin, speaking in a low voice.
"Junior Brother, we don't need to hand these spoils over to the sect. That's the rule of the martial world."
Han Feng understood at once.
This was what he cared about most.
The two men did not stand on ceremony. Under the caravan members' wary gazes, they began expertly searching the corpses.
Soon, bag after bag of money, along with scattered jewelry and ornaments, was piled together.
After counting everything, the total was worth several thousand taels of silver.
This was a sudden windfall.
Li Feiyu waved his hand and directly gave half to Han Feng.
"Take it! With this, we can drink 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 to cover ten days of his cultivation.
It seemed he still had to find a way to make money.
"Junior Brother, since the Wild Wolf Gang was willing to strike first, we can't blame them for striking back." A hint of ruthlessness flashed through Li Feiyu's eyes as he lowered his voice and chuckled.
Han Feng immediately understood what he meant.
Li Feiyu had learned that the Wild Wolf Gang would soon be transporting another important shipment, and they had already found out the route.
Let's rob it!
Two days later.
On a treacherous mountain road, a caravan flying the flag of the Wild Wolf Gang was moving slowly forward.
Suddenly, two figures descended from the sky and blocked the road.
The leaders were none other than Li Feiyu and Han Feng.
"Who are you? How dare you block the Wild Wolf Gang's road!" the guard captain shouted harshly.
Li Feiyu did not bother with words. His figure flashed, and a streak of sword light suddenly burst forth.
The guard captain saw a blur before his eyes. A line of blood appeared across his throat, and he fell while clutching his neck.
One move, one death!
"Seven Profound Sect, Li Feiyu is here!"
Li Feiyu pointed his long sword at an angle and announced his name.
The remaining guards were so terrified that they nearly lost control of their bowels. How could they dare resist? They abandoned the cargo and fled in all directions.
The two brothers exchanged a smile, then skillfully pulled away the wagons loaded with goods.
For the entire month that followed, the two men did not return to the Mountain Gate.
They roamed all over Lanzhou, specifically seeking trouble for the Wild Wolf Gang.
Sometimes they robbed its caravans; other times they destroyed its secret strongholds.
Gradually, two titles began circulating through the martial world.
Mad Blade, Li Feiyu!
Mad Blade, Han Feng!
The two acted decisively and killed with ruthless precision, causing the Wild Wolf Gang heavy losses while leaving it utterly helpless against them.
A month later, the two arrived at a prosperous major city.
Han Feng exchanged all the wealth they had plundered over the past month for cultivation pills, filling an entire bundle. Only then did he return to the Seven Profound Sect with satisfaction.
This haul was enough for Han Feng, the great medicine guzzler, to consume pills steadily for three months.
Moreover, during that month of outdoor training, he had been traveling and fighting without forgetting to take his pills, so his Attribute Points had also accumulated rapidly.
He had gained another 35 points!
After returning to the courtyard he had been away from for so long, Han Feng dismissed the maids and shut the door.
Unable to wait, he opened the Attribute Panel.
He spent 25 points to raise the Evergreen Art to the fourth layer!
[ Ding! 25 Attribute Points consumed. Evergreen Art raised to the fourth layer! ]
Boom!
A torrent of spiritual power, more immense than any he had experienced before, exploded inside his dantian.
The sensation of this breakthrough was far more intense than the previous few.
Han Feng clearly felt that his Five Senses and Six Consciousnesses had all been terrifyingly enhanced.
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