Muddled. Kill You, and the Things Are Still Mine

"What bad luck! What bad luck! What bad luck!"

At this moment, Wang Feng's body had turned into a cloud of blood mist, flying at high speed close to the ground.

Even so, he still felt it wasn't fast enough; the only solid face in the blood mist was filled with terror.

What was that just now? It was Dou Wang, right?!

He is definitely Dou Wang expert!

He glanced back and saw a shadow rapidly approaching in the dark night sky.

"Wait... how did you get here so fast?!"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth, and the speed at which the blood mist flew close to the ground increased once again.

He couldn't understand how the Dou Wang of the Canaan Law Enforcement Team could arrive so quickly!

From the time he injured those two small fry to the time that Dou Wang caught up, how much time had passed?

When did the Canaan Law Enforcement Team become so efficient?

Or was he just unlucky today, and happened to run into that Dou Wang expert near Peace Town?

"Luckily, I was prepared..."

As Wang Feng fled, he felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, when he was in the Blood Sect, he managed to obtain a Blood Puppet thanks to his strength as Nine-Star Dou Ling and his status as the Young Sect Master's lackey.

That thing is a substitute made using special techniques, capable of taking the hits in place of the original body at crucial moments.

Wang Feng took a deep breath, and his flight speed soared to its maximum.

Although the Blood Puppet saved him from disaster, there was only one of those things.

If that Dou Wang catches up again...

He dared not think any further.

But just as Wang Feng was desperately accelerating, that familiar feeling reappeared.

Moreover, this time, along with that fierce killing aura came a terrifying power that made him tremble involuntarily!

The terrifying force came too fast. Wang Feng only felt a heat on his back, and an intense heat that could have burned him to ashes slammed into his body, which had turned into a blood mist.

"Laugh--"

A piercing evaporation sound rang out in the night sky, and Wang Feng's blood mist state was instantly broken, his figure falling out of the blood mist in a disheveled state.

Despite falling, Wang Feng continued his momentum forward, leaving a long trail on the ground before finally crashing into a large tree and coming to a stop.

"Cough cough cough..."

After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Wang Feng struggled to turn over, leaning against the tree stump behind him, and looked down at his body.

The clothes were burned to shreds, and the exposed skin was covered with burn marks, with some areas even showing charred flesh.

What terrified him even more was that ball of flame...

This is not an ordinary Dou Qi flame.

Wang Feng raised his head and looked at the figure that slowly landed in front of him.

Under the moonlight, Qin Yu looked down at him, a blue flame burning quietly in the palm of his right hand.

The aura emanating from that ball of fire...

He had seen it in the Blood Sect's scriptures.

Heavenly Flames.

Wang Feng's face turned deathly pale instantly. Facing a Dou Wang, he was already facing a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

So this Dou Wang actually possessed Heavenly Flames, something that was his natural counter?

How can someone be so unlucky?!

"Sir... Sir, please spare my life..."

Qin Yu didn't speak, but calmly looked at him, the blue flame in his palm flickering continuously.

"My lord! I... I have a treasure!"

Wang Feng felt the invisible pressure, so he gritted his teeth, not caring about anything else, just trying to survive!

"I have treasures in my Storage Ring! The reason I'm being hunted by the Blood Sect is because I'm hiding these things!"

"If you're willing to spare me, I'm willing to offer up everything in my Storage Ring!"

As he spoke, he took off the Storage Ring from his finger and held it up in front of Qin Yu, as if offering up his last bargaining chip.

Qin Yu's gaze fell on the Storage Ring, but he didn't reach out to take it. Instead, he asked another question.

What just happened?

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly explained:

"That's Blood Puppet, a unique technique of the Blood Sect. It's a substitute crafted using special methods, capable of taking the hits in place of the original body at crucial moments."

"How many people in the Blood Sect possess this?"

"Not much."

Wang Feng swallowed hard and answered cautiously.

"The creation of Blood Puppet is extremely difficult, and the more powerful a person is, the more difficult it is to create a Blood Puppet that is compatible with them."

"Take Sect Master Fan Lao, for example. He is Dou Huang expert, but he cannot create Blood Puppet that is compatible with himself."

"On the contrary, it's easier for us Dou Ling to refine Blood Puppet because of our low strength."

Qin Yu's brows twitched slightly after hearing this.

Why can't Dou Huang expert create Blood Puppet, but Dou Ling level expert can?

That's really absurd.

"Anything else?"

"No... that's all."

Wang Feng shook his head, his expression very sincere.

"My lord, that's all I know. Take whatever you need from my Storage Ring, just please spare my life..."

Qin Yu remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I understand."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Wang Feng's eyes. Just as he was about to say something more, he saw the cyan flame in Qin Yu's palm suddenly swell up.

"You--!"

The Green Lotus Core Flame shot out from Qin Yu's palm, and Wang Feng's voice stopped abruptly. His body turned into ashes under the scorching heat of the Heavenly Flames.

The night wind blew, scattering ashes all over the ground, leaving not even a trace of bones.

Qin Yu extinguished the flames, bent down to pick up the Storage Ring from the ground, and twirled it in his hand.

"Foolish me, even if I kill you, everything will still be mine."

Qin Yu erased the Soul Imprint in the Storage Ring, then probed it with his Soul Power, scanning it thoroughly.

There weren't many items in the Storage Ring, just a few bottles of healing pills, of average quality.

He had a lot of gold coins and Magic Core, but their quality was too low, making them rather useless to him.

However, three scrolls caught Qin Yu's attention.

The first two are Mystic Tier High-Rank Lightning Attribute cultivation techniques and Dou Technique, while the last one...

"Mystic Tier High-Rank Flying Dou Technique, <Thunder Bat Wings>?"

Isn't this the item from the auction when Xiao Yan came to the Black-Corner Region later?

Is it really such a coincidence that this thing ended up in my hands?

Don't be offended, Xiao Yan. Now that the item is in my hands, it's mine. I believe you can find something even better!

Um!

Turning his gaze back to the Thunder Bat Wings, Qin Yu had already decided to hand them over to Xiao Yi Xian.

After all, of the three, only Xiao Yi Xian can't fly yet.

As for those two Lightning Attribute cultivation techniques and Dou Technique, they can be kept to give away or trade later.

After carefully searching through everything to make sure he hadn't missed anything, Qin Yu flew towards Peace Town.

The two wounded officers from the Law Enforcement Team were still sitting against the wall. Their wounds had been treated, and they looked much better than before.

Upon seeing Qin Yu return, the two quickly stood up.

"Sir! That person..."

"It's been dealt with."

The two team members exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with awe.

A Nine-Star Dou Ling, gone so quickly?

No wonder he's a genius from the Inner Academy.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Yu said nothing more and returned directly to the valley.

"Here, this is for you."

When he returned, both Xiao Yi Xian and Zi Yan were there, so Qin Yu simply handed the Thunder Bat Wings to Xiao Yi Xian.

"What's this?"

"Flying Dou Technique."