"Alright, let's stop worrying about Qin Feng for now!"
Cheng Yun reminded them, "Don't forget, we're all under punishment right now. If we can't deal with Qin Feng while we're out here, our master will definitely punish us when we get back."
"That's right. We have more important things to do!"
Once reminded, the group immediately sprang into action.
However, their numbers were limited, and their message spread at a painfully slow pace. They couldn't begin to match the speed of Qin Feng's online army. Before long, Black Ice Terrace discovered their trail and quickly reported it to Qing Tian, who passed the information on to Qin Feng.
Meanwhile—
Qin Feng was in Emperor Mengyao's bedroom, practicing a set of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Astral Staff Techniques.
"Mmm..."
Emperor Mengyao curled up in Qin Feng's arms, her cheeks flushed. Clearly, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Astral Staff Techniques had thoroughly beaten her into submission.
"Hmm?"
Qin Feng's eyebrows lifted slightly as he received a message from Qing Tian.
He had thought the whole game had been under his control, but he hadn't expected the other side to figure out his intentions so quickly.
Fortunately, this was an era where traffic ruled all. Even if Fang Chang and the others had uncovered the so-called truth, as long as his side denied it, Rogue Cultivators would never get to see that so-called truth.
"You've come to me, so I'll return the favor!"
Seeing that the Hidden Sect meant to put him to death, Qin Feng immediately decided to expose its location.
"Little brother Qin..."
Just as Qin Feng was about to send the message, Emperor Mengyao's beautiful eyes grew hazy again.
"Wait, didn't we just finish paying our grain tax?!"
Seeing things about to get out of hand, Qin Feng hurriedly sat up, hoping to