"Hm!?"
The cultivators around him exchanged bewildered looks, unsure what Qin Feng was barking about.
But when they thought of the Immortal Emperor's opportunity and the Great Innate Treasure on Qin Feng, they couldn't be bothered to wonder what he was barking about. Eagerly, they pulled out their magic weapons and charged at him.
"Holy crap, you're really not leaving me any way out!"
Qin Feng couldn't help swearing aloud. ??
Sure, he'd been pretty heavy-handed when he was young, but he'd already repaid Fang Chang's debts tenfold, even a hundredfold, in the same way—to his Vermilion Mole and White Moonlight. The score between them should have been settled.
But that damned old Heaven had no sense of fairness and insisted on hurling the boomerang of fate right back at him.
"Qin Feng, if you know what's good for you, surrender quietly and spare yourself a beating."
The person at the front roared, his deep voice echoing through the woods.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A great rush of wind-cutting sounds shattered the forest's serenity.
Cultivators surged in from all directions, surrounding Qin Feng completely. Their excitement was plain to see in their eyes.
"Isn't it nice to be alive?!"
Xiao Bai hugged his carrot and looked around, mourning them in his heart for two and a half minutes.
There were dozens of them, sure, but not a single Immortal Lord. The strongest among them was only at the peak of the Great Unity Golden Immortal realm.
"I didn't want it to come to this!"
Qin Feng let out a helpless sigh and had no choice but to draw his ancestral Demon Sword and fight.
He'd only wanted to get away from this bunch of broke losers. Killing them did nothing for him. He might as well spend the time having tea