Jiang Taigong Fishing

"So that's what happened. As long as no one bullied you, that's fine."

Nalan Su subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, then immediately felt something was off. He put on a stern face and scolded, "You really should improve your combat experience. You secretly ran off to the Xiao Family to break off the engagement because you thought Xiao Feng wasn't worthy of you, only to be defeated by him instead. You may not find it embarrassing, but I, your father, certainly do!"

"Brother Nalan, calm down first. Too much anger is bad for your health!" Seeing this, Ge Ye hurried forward to smooth things over.

"Ge Ye, you old bastard, you still have the nerve to speak! Yanran is young and ignorant, so fine, but you people went along with her nonsense too."

Nalan Su could not help roaring, "I heard you were the one who accompanied her to the Xiao Family. You saw that boy Xiao Feng with your own eyes. In what way was he not worthy of Yanran?"

"Uh..."

Ge Ye's expression shifted slightly. Xiao Feng's pale yet stubborn face surfaced in his mind, and he gave a helpless bitter smile. "It was the sect leader's decision. There was nothing I could do~"

Originally, Ge Ye had also believed Xiao Feng was unworthy of Nalan Yanran. However, after witnessing Xiao Feng's unyielding fierceness firsthand, he felt that Nalan Yanran had been the one in the wrong.

Although Xiao Feng's cultivation was somewhat weaker than Nalan Yanran's, the cultivation resources available to the two of them were on entirely different levels.

If Xiao Feng had also been accepted by Yun Yun as a Personal Disciple and enjoyed the same cultivation resources as Nalan Yanran, his cultivation might very well have surpassed hers.

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now. After Nalan Yanran's stunt, the rift between the Xiao Family and the Nalan Family had become difficult to mend.

Hearing Ge Ye invoke even Yun Yun, Nalan Su's anger subsided somewhat, but he still said indignantly, "What exactly is Yun Yun thinking as a teacher, letting Yanran do something so foolish!

And she even made some Three-Year Agreement with Xiao Feng. If she loses three years from now, is she really going to become his servant?"

"I won't lose!"

Nalan Yanran suddenly interrupted Nalan Su. Touching her cheek, which still seemed to ache phantomly, she said, "I will not make the same mistake twice. On the day of the Three-Year Agreement, I will defeat him with absolute strength!"

"You..."

Looking at Nalan Yanran's stubborn expression, Nalan Su did not know what else to say. He could only stomp his foot helplessly. "Fine! I won't interfere anymore. Do whatever you want! If you regret it later, don't blame us for not stopping you!"

With that, Nalan Su forcefully flicked his sleeve and stormed away.

Seeing this, the smile on Nalan Yanran's face gradually faded. Expressionlessly, she said, "Elder Ge Ye, starting tomorrow, arrange six Iron Claw Wolves for me as live combat targets!"

"Alright."

Ge Ye nodded, his expression complicated.

The sunset was infinitely beautiful, only it was nearing dusk.

Before night fell, Xiao Feng, dressed in a gray fitted outfit, finally arrived at Green Mountain Town, the small town nearest to Wutan City and the Monster Mountain Range!

Because Green Mountain Town was close to the Monster Mountain Range, many Mercenary Groups that made their living hunting magical beasts gathered here.

Those mercenaries, who lived year-round with blades at their throats, gathered in groups of three or five, spittle flying as they bragged and traded crude jokes. Naturally, their conversations revolved around women, wine, and magical beasts.

After entering Green Mountain Town, Xiao Feng saw a street paved with bluestone slabs.

Numerous shops lined both sides of the street, with a steady stream of customers coming and going. Business was rather brisk.

Xiao Feng swept his gaze around before finally settling on a medicinal herb shop not far away.

The herb shop was fairly large, with an antique plaque hanging above its entrance, bearing the three words "Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion."

A trace of amusement flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes as he unhurriedly walked toward the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion.

The interior of the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion was spacious. Dozens of Moonlight Stones were embedded in its walls for illumination, making the shop as bright as day.

"Young Master, may I ask what you need?"

The moment Xiao Feng entered the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion, a male clerk dressed in coarse cloth hurried over with an enthusiastic smile.

"Do you purchase medicinal herbs here? I have two Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng that I'd like to sell."

"..."

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, the noisy shop instantly fell silent.

The customers selecting medicines in the shop all turned to look at Xiao Feng, their eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

Blood Jade Ginseng could only be considered a relatively common first-grade spiritual herb, but Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng was a genuine second-grade spiritual herb, selling for around two thousand five hundred gold coins per stalk.

In a major city like Wutan City, medicinal herbs worth several thousand gold coins might not amount to much.

However, in a small place like Green Mountain Town, several thousand gold coins was an enormous sum, equivalent to the annual income of many small Mercenary Groups.

"Yes! Of course we do!"

The Shopkeeper of the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion was the first to recover. He quickly strode up to Xiao Feng and asked with a flattering smile, "May I ask how to address you, Young Master?"

"My surname is Xiao, and my given name is Feng."

"So it's Young Master Xiao!"

The Shopkeeper of the Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion smiled. "Could Young Master Xiao take out the two Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng first and let our appraiser inspect them?

As long as there is no problem with those two Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng, our Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion will certainly purchase them at a high price."

"Sure."

Xiao Feng nodded slightly, then raised his hand and retrieved two green jade boxes from his Storage Ring.

The pupils of everyone present suddenly contracted.

Many of them began breathing faster, and a barely concealed glint of greed flashed in their eyes.

Since Xiao Feng could conjure two jade boxes out of thin air, he was clearly wearing a Storage Ring.

Even the smallest Storage Ring had a market value of at least tens of thousands of gold coins.

If the Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng worth several thousand gold coins merely surprised and envied everyone,

then a Storage Ring worth at least tens of thousands of gold coins was enough to make many people entertain thoughts of murder and robbery.

After all, the mercenaries who made their livings hunting magical beasts already lived by dangerous, lawless work. Murdering people and stealing their treasures in the wilderness was long a common occurrence.

Xiao Feng naturally understood that one should not flaunt one's wealth, but he was doing this precisely to fish for prey. Otherwise, he would not have deliberately purchased two Hundred-Year Blood Jade Ginseng in advance at the markets of Wutan City.

To try and earn more Merit Points, Xiao Feng planned to kill a few bad people and see what happened.

Rather than searching for those heinous villains himself, it was better to use himself as bait and let them come to him of their own accord.

The mercenaries who had no intention of killing for treasure might not necessarily be good people, but those who wanted to murder and rob were certainly bad people. Xiao Feng would not feel any guilt killing them.