[ The Bunny Is Cutest ]: Brother Feng! Why didn't you chase after him?! He's about to disappear from sight!
[ Shui Yue'er ]: Yes, Brother Feng! We must nip it in the bud!
At the Sunset Grand Hotel.
Ning Rongrong panicked and shouted at the light screen, "Brother Feng! We can't let him get away! He has the Asura God Sword. If he finds a place to recover, he'll definitely be a huge problem!"
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, a hint of confusion was visible in her eyes.
With Qin Feng's speed, he could have definitely stopped Tang Chen just now.
Qin Feng stood on the plain.
He bent down and kicked a piece of gravel away.
He looked up in the direction where Tang Chen had disappeared and gave a slight smirk.
"Chase?"
Qin Feng muttered something to himself.
"Why would I bother chasing after a dead man whose soul has been burned away?"
"Besides, I'm counting on him to lead the way."
Qin Feng twisted his neck.
It produced a few crisp sounds of bones grinding together.
"Finished work, time to head back to town for dinner."
Qin Feng turned around.
He didn't even glance at the Asura God Sword stuck in the mud.
He strode towards the city gate of Heaven Dou City.
Qin Feng stepped on the mud beneath his feet.
The soles of my shoes were worn thin, and walking on the gravel-strewn plain made my soles ache.
He did not use his Soul Power to protect his feet.
He walked step by step toward the city gate of Heaven Dou City, just like an ordinary farmer returning home after finishing his farm work.
At the foot of the city wall, the large crater Tang Chen had created was still emitting smoke.
The bricks and stones around the pit were broken and scattered all over the ground.
Several city defense soldiers peeked out from above the city wall.
As they watched Qin Feng slowly approach, their legs trembled like leaves.
He couldn't even hold onto the spear in his hand, and it fell to the wall with a "thud".
Qin Feng stopped and looked up at the soldiers.
The soldiers were so frightened that they quickly shrank back, not daring to even breathe.
Qin Feng shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and continued walking forward.
Passing through the dilapidated city gate.
The main street of Heaven Dou City was deserted.
The usually bustling shops were all closed.
Street stalls were overturned, and the scattered fruits and vegetables were trampled to pieces.
The commotion caused by Tang Chen activating the Asura God's essence was too great.
The townspeople and Soul Master were already terrified and hid in their houses.
Even though it's quiet outside now, no one dares to peek out to see what's going on.
Qin Feng walked forward along the main street.
The soles of the shoes dragged on the bluestone slabs, making a slight scraping sound.
The sound was exceptionally clear on the deserted street.
A gust of wind blew by, swirling up a few fallen leaves from the ground.
Qin Feng reached out and caught a leaf, looked at it in his hand, and then casually tossed it aside.
Not long after.
The huge, gold-plated sign of the Sunset Grand Hotel came into view.
The hotel doors were open.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were standing on the steps, craning their necks to look towards the street corner.
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up when she saw Qin Feng appear.
She lifted her skirt and ran down the steps in two quick strides, heading straight for Qin Feng.
Zhu Zhuqing followed closely behind, not as fast as Ning Rongrong, but she still took large strides.
" Qin Feng!"
Ning Rongrong ran up to Qin Feng and grabbed Qin Feng arm.
She looked Qin Feng up and down.
His gaze lingered on the black hole burned into Qin Feng's shirt.
Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?
As Ning Rongrong asked the question, she reached out and touched Qin Feng's chest.
Qin Feng slapped her hand away.
"Don't touch me."
Qin Feng glanced down at his chest and said, "Just a hole in my clothes, I'm fine."
Zhu Zhuqing then walked up to them.
She took a close look at Qin Feng's face and, seeing that Qin Feng complexion was rosy and his breathing was steady, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"That red light was so scary, we thought you..."
Zhu Zhuqing stopped halfway through her sentence.
Qin Feng glanced at her and replied, "You thought I was killed by that old man's sword?"
Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, she just nodded.
Qin Feng smiled.
"The old man is really strong; he wore down the soles of my shoes."
Qin Feng raised his right foot and showed the two of them his tattered shoes.
"Let's go inside and talk. I'm hungry."
Qin Feng put down his foot, walked past the two people, and went straight up the hotel steps.
In the hotel lobby.
The owner and several waiters were hiding behind the counter.
Upon seeing Qin Feng walk in, the boss scrambled out as fast as he could.
"Young Master Qin... Young Master Qin! You're back!"
Sweat dripped down the boss's chin.
He could see the battle outside the city through the Message Board on the light screen.
The young man before me is a living Yama, capable of shattering the power of a god with a single punch.
Qin Feng stopped and looked at the boss.
"Go to the kitchen and arrange a meal to be delivered to my room. Make sure there's plenty of meat."
The boss nodded repeatedly, his back almost touching the ground.
"Yes, yes, yes! Arrange it right away! I'll have the head chef bring out the restaurant's best golden-thread pork to roast!"
Qin Feng nodded and turned to walk towards the stairs.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing quickly followed.
We arrived at the luxury suite on the top floor.
Qin Feng pushed open the door and walked in, sitting directly on the sofa in the living room.
Zhu Zhuqing went into the washroom, brought out a basin of warm water, and also carried a clean towel in her hand.
She placed the basin of water on the coffee table, soaked a towel, and wrung it out.
"Wash your face first," Zhu Zhuqing said, handing a towel to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng reached out and took it, then haphazardly wiped his face a couple of times.
Ning Rongrong stood to the side, looking at Qin Feng's tattered shirt, and said, "Why don't you change out of this shabby shirt? I bought you two new outfits when I was shopping a few days ago, you can wear them now."
As she spoke, Ning Rongrong wiped her Storage Soul Tool.
A finely crafted black outfit appeared in her hands.
"Go to the inner room and try these on." Ning Rongrong handed the clothes over.
Qin Feng threw the towel into the basin of water, stood up, and took the clothes.
"OK."
He took the clothes and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Outside the bedroom.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing sat down on the sofa.
The two exchanged a glance.
Ning Rongrong lowered her voice and said, " Zhuqing, did you see it clearly just now?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded.
"Look closely. The skin on his chest is completely intact, without even a red mark."
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath.
" Tang Chen's attack carried the primordial power of the Asura God. It struck his chest directly; even steel bones would melt. Yet he was completely unharmed."
Zhu Zhuqing leaned back and said, "His power is beyond our imagination. Perhaps, as the Pope said on the Message Board, he himself has already transcended that realm."
Soon, the bedroom door opened.
Qin Feng walked out, dressed in that black, close-fitting outfit.
The clothes fit perfectly.
The cut at the shoulders perfectly accentuated his well-defined muscles.
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up when she saw Qin Feng walk out.
"Not bad. It fits quite well," Ning Rongrong said with a smile.
Qin Feng loosened his collar and sat down on the sofa.
"It's alright. It's just that the material is a bit soft, so it might tear easily during a fight."
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes.
"This is made of celestial silkworm silk. It's comfortable to wear normally. Who told you to wear it to fight Ultimate Douluo?"
There was a knock on the door.
A hotel waiter pushed a food cart in.
Plates of delicious-looking and fragrant dishes were placed on the table.
Golden-brown, juicy pork chops, tender, stewed Soul Beast meat soup, and several delicate cold dishes.
In addition, there was a jar of aged wine.
The waiter set out the dishes, barely daring to breathe, and retreated with a bow.
"Come and eat."
Qin Feng walked to the dining table, sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat meat heartily.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also came over and sat down.
The two of them each picked up a bowl of rice, but they didn't have much of an appetite and just ate it in small bites.
Their gazes remained fixed on Qin Feng.
Qin Feng ate two pieces of pork chop in a row and then took a big gulp of wine.
He put down his wine bowl and looked at the two of them.
"Aren't you two hungry? You think just looking at me will fill you up?"
Ning Rongrong put down her chopsticks, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at Qin Feng.
" Qin Feng, I don't quite understand."
"What don't you understand?" Qin Feng picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Although Tang Chen burned his soul in the end, he was clearly at his last gasp. When he snatched Tang San's body, he was fast, but if you wanted to chase him, you could definitely stop him."
Ning Rongrong frowned.
"That's Ultimate Douluo, wielding the Asura God Sword. Tang San is also the last direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect. You're so ruthless in eliminating them, so why did you let them go this time?"
Zhu Zhuqing also put down her chopsticks and quietly looked at Qin Feng.
Clearly, she had the same question.
Qin Feng swallowed the food in his mouth.
He took a tissue and wiped his mouth.
"The old man's soul has been completely burned away. I don't need to lift a finger; he'll die before sunset today."
Qin Feng leaned back in his chair.
"I'm also quite curious as to why he took a corpse with him."
"What can you do with a corpse? Find a good burial site and bury it?"
Qin Feng shook his head.
" Tang Chen has spent so many years in the Slaughter City; his temperament has long since changed. A person like him would never do anything meaningless before he dies."
Ning Rongrong was taken aback.
"You mean, he had another purpose in taking Tang San's body?"
Qin Feng smiled.
"He didn't even want the Asura God Sword stuck in the ground, but he insisted on taking a corpse."
"If I'm not mistaken, he wanted to trade his own life for Tang San's."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both gasped in shock.
"How is this possible! Tang San's skull was broken by you, he's completely dead, how could he possibly be resurrected?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed.
Qin Feng picked up his chopsticks again.
"Who knows? There are plenty of crooked and unethical ways in this world."
"I let him run so I could see what tricks he could pull."
Qin Feng picked up a piece of meat and put it in Ning Rongrong's bowl.
"The mice are hiding in their burrows; digging them up one by one is too much work."
"Let him run. Wherever he runs, that's his stronghold."
"Once he dies, if Tang San really comes back to life, then Tang Hao's people hiding in the shadows will definitely come looking for him."
"Then we'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop."
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued eating.
Ning Rongrong stared at the piece of meat in the bowl, a cold sweat inexplicably breaking out on her back.
She looked at the young man eating heartily in front of her.
Qin Feng was not careless in letting Tang Chen go.
He used Tang Chen as bait.
A bait to lure out all potential enemies.
Zhu Zhuqing picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip of water, concealing her surprise.
Qin Feng's terrifying power lies not only in his ability to shatter everything.
More importantly, it lies in his attitude of having everyone under his thumb.
We've eaten.
Qin Feng walked over and sat down on the sofa.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the black Diary.
I opened the Diary and pulled out the pen that was tucked inside.
Qin Feng laid the Diary flat on his lap and began writing in his diary for the day.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were clearing away the dishes at the dining table.
The two tacitly refrained from going over to disturb Qin Feng.
They all knew that Qin Feng didn't like others peeking at his diary.
Qin Feng picked up his pen and began writing furiously on the paper.
The font isn't particularly attractive, but the horizontal and vertical strokes are straight.
I beat up an old man named Tang Chen today.
[Holding a greatsword that emits a red glow.]
[He shattered the sword energy with a single punch. Boring. The old man certainly knew how to run.]
I didn't chase after it. I'm playing the long game.
[I just had dinner at the Sunset Grand Hotel. Rongrong's new clothes fit her perfectly.]
[Take a nap. Go out for a stroll this afternoon and buy a new pair of shoes.]
After writing the last line.
Qin Feng put the pen back in the notebook, closed the Diary, and casually stuffed it back into his pocket.
He yawned, stood up, and stretched.
"I'm going inside to sleep for a while. Please don't disturb me."
Qin Feng gave a brief instruction to the two people who were still tidying up the table.
"Okay. Go to sleep." Ning Rongrong replied.
Qin Feng entered the bedroom and closed the door.
Without even taking off his shoes, he collapsed onto the big bed, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
Just as Qin Feng closed his Diary...
At this time, in Heaven Dou City and throughout the entire continent.
The light screen lit up again in front of those who had access to the Message Board.
The diary entries Qin Feng had just written were displayed word for word in the center of the screen.
Upon seeing the content on the screen, the Message Board instantly erupted in chaos.
[ Little Witch ]: I knew it! Brother Feng definitely let that old monster go on purpose! I bought the clothes! Brother Feng looks so handsome in them!
[ The Bunny Is Cutest ]: Rongrong, you're so quick! Feng actually praised you. I want to buy clothes for Feng next time too.
[ My Cat Is White and Big ]: I just saw him changing clothes, and there wasn't even a red mark on his body. That's the essence of a divine artifact!
[ Poison Fairy ]: I knew Brother Feng was invincible. Tang Chen is nothing. He didn't even want the divine artifact, just to take away a broken corpse.
[ Your Pope ]: Qin Feng's composure is what's most terrifying. He didn't even glance at the divine artifact. What exactly does he want?
Spirit City, Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong stared at the phrase "cast a long line to catch a big fish" on the screen, a chill running down her spine.
This simple statement reveals an arrogant disdain for everyone else.
He didn't care where Tang Chen went, nor did he care what cards Tang Chen had up his sleeve.
In Qin Feng's eyes, neither the Ultimate Douluo nor the divine artifact was worth his time or effort.
He only cares whether the clothes fit and what shoes to buy in the afternoon.
This is a perspective that is completely detached from the power system of this world.