Transplanting the Supreme Bone

The next day.

Sunlight filtered through gaps in the branches, falling across Zi Yuan's fair little face.

"Smack, smack..."

Zi Yuan smacked her lips and rubbed her eyes as she woke up.

But the very next second, she froze, seriously wondering if she was seeing things. She was lying in Qin Feng's arms, in a rather intimate position, and his hand was resting somewhere it shouldn't.

If she remembered correctly—yes, she was sure she remembered correctly—her little duckling wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Ah..."

A scream shattered the quiet morning and startled a flock of birds and beasts in the forest.

"Why are you screaming so loudly!?"

Qin Feng jolted awake from a sweet dream, refusing to admit he'd taken advantage of her.

What could a little kid know? What could he possibly have in mind!?

"You, you..."

Zi Yuan was so aggrieved that she couldn't speak for a long time. And, indeed, there wasn't much she could do about Qin Feng, a little brat.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for taking advantage of a girl. You received 200 Villain Points!"

"Hm!!"

Qin Feng's brows lifted. He sensed someone approaching.

He hurried forward, covered Zi Yuan's mouth, and pulled her into the bushes.

Even now, when he thought back to the sword light that had suddenly appeared last night, he still felt a lingering fear. It had contained an incredibly terrifying sword intent, as if it didn't belong to this world.

"Is that Lin San's trump card!?"

Qin Feng wondered to himself, inexplicably feeling that it had to be Lin San.

Everyone knew that Lin San had inherited the Changkong Sword God's legacy. It was only reasonable that the Sword God had left his successor some means of protecting himself.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A rapid series of footsteps sounded.

Five Wei Hu Gang underlings came running at the noise. Unlike last night, they were all more or less injured, proof that they too had been caught in the sword-qi storm.

The lead underling spoke up. "It must've been that girl from last night. They probably haven't gone far. Hurry, go back and call for reinforcements..."

But before he could finish, Qin Feng shot out of the bushes like Old Six. After a whole night of recovery, his mana bar was finally full, and he could go wild again.

Chin down, sword drawn!

A crisp metallic ring rang out as the sword came free, and a bone-chilling cold swept through the forest.

Whoosh!

A dark sword light flashed in from ahead. A fierce gust of sword energy swept past in an instant.

Pfft!

Blood gushed from five bodies. They flew backward like kites with their strings cut and slammed into the ground. Their pupils contracted slightly, then gradually clouded over as their breaths stopped.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for killing five people. You received 500 Villain Points!"

"Is he really a child!?"

Zi Yuan watched, her heart pounding with shock.

He'd killed five people with one sword stroke without even batting an eyelid.

"Let's get out of here!"

Qin Feng took Zi Yuan's little hand and hurried away. The Wei Hu Gang would surely launch a full-scale search for them soon.

Meanwhile—

On a hillside not far away.

The Wei Hu Gang's leader—the Scarred Man—wore an extremely grim expression. The sleeve on his right arm fluttered in the wind, clearly empty. He had lost his closest companion, his right hand.

When Lin San had unleashed that sword strike, he had finally understood what it meant to be a Heavenly Pride.

If he hadn't decisively sacrificed his right arm, he would've been on his way to meet his maker.

"These Heavenly Prides are terrifying!"

The Scarred Man still felt shaken, yet for some inexplicable reason, he was also growing excited.

Qin Feng's value was beyond question, and Lin San had an extraordinary inheritance of his own. If the Scarred Man could get his hands on it, he'd be able to secure a place for himself in the Ancient Wasteland.

As for Zi Yuan...

Money and power weren't enough; a beauty was needed to keep him company, too!

"There's no bet you can't win!"

After a moment's hesitation, the Scarred Man decided to take the gamble.

If he won, he'd have a beauty in his arms and live carefree.

If he lost, his life and his backside would be his to choose.

An underling came to report, "Boss, we found the young man called Lin San. Some of the guys saw him open a Ruins site. He's already gone inside."

"There are Ruins here!?"

The Scarred Man was dumbfounded.

He'd been the king of this mountain for decades and had never heard of any Ruins here. How had Lin San discovered them the moment he arrived?

Was he just not worthy of one!?

Soon—

The Scarred Man summoned all tens of thousands of Wei Hu Gang members. He led some of his underlings to investigate the Ruins, while the rest went into the forest to search for Qin Feng and Zi Yuan.

"Why do I get the feeling they're looking down on me a little?"

As Qin Feng and Zi Yuan made their way along, they encountered nothing but small fry.

The strongest among them had only reached the seventh or eighth level of the Transcendent Realm, without any Heavenly Pride bonus. Qin Feng didn't even need the Cutting Heaven Sword Drawing Technique; the Ten Ancestors' Falling Leaves Flying was enough to deal with them easily.

Zi Yuan replied, "It must be because of Young Master Lin's sword strike last night. They've sent their main force after him."

"Lin San!?"

Qin Feng raised his brows, spotting the flaw in her reasoning.

The Scarred Man should've been doing everything he could to capture him for the Qin family's bounty. Instead, he'd sent his main force after Lin San. That didn't make sense.

Unless Lin San was now worth more than he was!

A sly smile curled Qin Feng's lips. He murmured, "If I'm not mistaken, Lin San's protagonist halo has activated. The reason he stayed behind instead of going back to Heavenly Heart City with Lin Xin'er was probably to hunt for these treasures."

"What are you muttering about?" Zi Yuan asked curiously.

"Nothing. Let's go!"

To confirm his guess, Qin Feng pulled Zi Yuan around and headed back. He had to find Lin San as soon as possible and cut in before the latter's halo fully activated.

"Hey, are you crazy? You know they're searching for us, and you're going back!?"

Zi Yuan hurriedly tried to stop him, but Qin Feng simply wrapped an arm around her slender waist and used Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered to dart through the forest.

"Mm..."

Zi Yuan was powerless to resist. She could only let the little brat do as he pleased.

Before long—

Qin Feng arrived at the place where he'd encountered the Scarred Man last night. All the trees within a thousand meters had been cut down at the waist, and a sword scar dozens of meters deep gouged the ground. It was clear just how terrifying Lin San's trump card had been.

"Was this really Young Master Lin's doing!?"

Zi Yuan couldn't help swallowing. She couldn't imagine what kind of power could do this.

"The Son of Heaven is far more terrifying than I imagined!"

Qin Feng secretly counted himself lucky that he hadn't gone head-to-head with Lin San.

Even with his Double Pupils as a trump card, he might still not have been a match for him—unless he used the Red-haired Old Monster experience coupon.

"No, I need to find a way to make myself stronger!"

Qin Feng took his second brother's Supreme Bone from his Personal Space. Mysterious Runes rippled across it, and he could faintly sense the power of heaven and earth within.

As long as he transplanted it into himself, he'd be able to wield that power.

"What is that...?"

Zi Yuan stared at the Supreme Bone curiously, wanting to ask Qin Feng what it was.

But before she could ask, she saw Qin Feng's gaze turn sharp as a blade. He took out the Changkong Divine Sword and plunged it into his own chest, cutting out his original bone and transplanting the Supreme Bone in its place.

Even as blood poured from the wound, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

"You, you..."

Zi Yuan was stunned by the sight before her. She couldn't imagine a little brat being so ruthless with himself...