This Is a Place of Great Ominousness

"Everyone, we have no past grievances or recent conflicts—there's no need for this..."

Zi Yuan looked at the thousand-plus Wei Hu Gang disciples surrounding them and knew that even the chance of escape was zero. She could only force a smile to show that they hadn't killed any Wei Hu Gang members—it was all Lin San's doing.

"That no longer matters. Our target is Qin Feng!"

The thousand-plus Wei Hu Gang disciples were brimming with excitement, staring at Qin Feng like LSPs who'd just spotted a stunning beauty.

"Why are they targeting you!?"

Zi Yuan hid behind Qin Feng, baffled. Killing their Wei Hu Gang disciples was fine, yet they'd gathered over a thousand people to surround him.

Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Probably because I'm too handsome!" ??

"Uh!!"

Zi Yuan couldn't help rolling her eyes. She hadn't expected this brat to be so full of himself.

The leading Squad Leader spoke up: "Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family, you're surrounded with no way out. I advise you to surrender now, lest our blades and swords show no mercy."

"Are you sure it's you surrounding me?!"

Qin Feng showed no panic facing over a thousand extras; in fact, a strange excitement stirred within him.

Ever since he'd refined the Nine Swords of Changkong with the help of the Ten Ancestors, he'd always used the Changkong Divine Sword against enemies, overlooking that it could split into nine swords for group battles.

"Is this kid crazy!?"

The thousand Wei Hu Gang disciples couldn't help letting out goose-like laughs, thinking the Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family had a few screws loose.

Sure they were surrounding him!?

Or was he the one surrounding all of them!?

"Since you won't surrender, attack!"

The leading Squad Leader gave the order, and over a thousand men surged toward Qin Feng in a dark wave.

"This is it!"

Zi Yuan closed her eyes in despair, her heart filled with sorrow.

Especially since her stomach was still growling—she'd probably never get to eat Qin Feng's chicken before dying.

Hum! Hum!

Suddenly, piercing sword hums rang out.

Qin Feng quickly formed a Finger Seal, and the Changkong Divine Sword before him split into nine miniature swords, floating and circling around him.

"Nine Swords Unleashed!"

He formed another Finger Seal and pointed at the charging thousand.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A continuous barrage of piercing sounds filled the air. The nine swords streaked through the void like meteors, no flashy moves—just straight, relentless reaping of heads.

"What is this thing!?"

The crowd quickly realized something was wrong. Watching people fall one after another, fear spread through their hearts.

The nine swords were tiny and elusive, striking without warning. In no time, they'd reaped over a hundred heads, and no one could even get close to Qin Feng.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for killing one person, gaining 100 Villain Points!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for killing one person, gaining 100 Villain Points!"

"..."

As heads kept falling, the system notifications rang out without pause.

"Run! He's a demon!!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear the terror anymore. They turned and fled in panic, realizing that the Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family's ferocity had nothing to do with his age.

With such quick, short sword strikes, no amount of people would make a difference.

Once the first fled, there was a second, a third... Fear spread like wildfire. No one thought about the Qin family's bounty anymore—they only wanted to escape this Great Devil King.

"Oh my god!!"

Zi Yuan gasped, covering her mouth, stunned by the scene before her.

So this was the legendary Heavenly Pride!?

Even surrounded by over a thousand, they couldn't land a single blow on him!

"Huff... huff..."

Qin Feng let out a deep breath and waved his hand to recall the nine swords.

Killing these extras was like cutting chives, but controlling nine small swords took a heavy toll. Even with the Heavenly Treasure Gourd quickly restoring his energy, he couldn't keep it up for long.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for killing a total of 232 people, gaining 23,200 Villain Points!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Qin Feng exhaled again, steadying his nerves.

Though the gains from slaughter were substantial, killing was also addictive and could easily lead one down the demonic path. That was why cultivators restrained themselves, avoiding such a fall.

Of course, some would willingly embrace demonhood for power.

But he had both a strong background and a cheat—there was no need to paint himself with a smoky eye and end up a mess, neither human nor ghost.

Just then—

A dozen figures appeared in the sky, standing on flying swords and hovering in midair.

"Entering Dao Realm cultivators!"

Zi Yuan couldn't help but gasp, wondering where these Entering Dao Realm cultivators had come from.

Entering Dao Realm was a level above Spirit Martial Realm. The very name showed they had grasped the essence of the Dao, truly stepping onto the path of cultivation in pursuit of immortality.

"Found you, Qin Feng!"

The dozen Entering Dao Realm cultivators fixed their eyes on Qin Feng, still looking at him like an LSP ogling a stunning beauty.

"Why is it always you they're after!?"

Zi Yuan quickly hid behind Qin Feng, clearly sensing their hostile intent.

"No need to guess—Lin San must be using my name to swindle people out there!"

Analyzing it from the perspective of a ten-year Old Bookworm, Qin Feng was all too familiar with the protagonist's shameless tactics. They often couldn't win a fight, so they'd smear the villain's name to stir up hatred.

Either way, he refused to admit he was a wanted man.

"I never thought Young Master Lin was that kind of person!"

Zi Yuan, still naive about the world's evils, actually believed the Arch Villain's words.

"Let's go!"

Seeing the dozen Entering Dao Realm cultivators charging in, Qin Feng grabbed Zi Yuan and dashed into the Ruins, planning to make things harder for Lin San—no, to gift the protagonist a dozen big swords to swing.

"Ruins!!"

The dozen Entering Dao Realm cultivators' eyes lit up. Unable to resist the allure of the Ruins, they spurred their flying swords and plunged in after them.

With a dizzying spin, Qin Feng and Zi Yuan entered the Ruins. It looked no different from the outside world—mountains, rivers, forests, and even the sun and moon cycling.

"Is this a space created by a Great Power!?"

Qin Feng was stunned by the sight, unable to imagine what level of cultivation could create a Small World.

"We need to hurry—they'll catch up soon!"

Zi Yuan wasn't overly surprised. She grabbed Qin Feng and dashed into the forest.

Meanwhile—

The cultivators drawn by the Qin Family's Kill Order arrived one after another. They easily learned Qin Feng's whereabouts from the fleeing Wei Hu Gang disciples and also discovered the Ruins.

Word of the Ruins spread quickly, attracting countless treasure-seeking cultivators.

"This old man's divination says this is a place of great peril!"

Seeing so many people enter the Ruins for treasure, Qin Feng didn't need to think twice—the dungeon difficulty was bound to be sky-high. Add in Lin San's Protagonist Halo, and fewer than one in ten would make it out alive.

"You know divination!?" Zi Yuan asked curiously.

"No!"

Qin Feng shot Zi Yuan a glance. This is a place of great peril...