A Dog Faithful to Its Duty

"Woof woof woof!"

Ao Qing lay in the front hall. Whenever a stranger approached the entrance, he would arch his body and bare his teeth with a hoarse growl.

He had now completely immersed himself in this role.

Sometimes, he even forgot that he was the Heaven Devouring Demonic Wolf. He could truly be called a dog faithful to its duty.

Now that he had followed Yi Feng for so long, the eighteen paintings in the front hall no longer showed him any hostility.

Because of this, he felt rather pleased with himself.

This had to be that senior's recognition of him!

Just then, a fierce gust swept in. Ao Qing raised his head and saw a man in a cloak appear before the Martial Arts Hall.

Ao Qing's pupils contracted as he sat upright.

From this man, he sensed obvious hostility and pressure.

Jing Wufeng's sharp gaze swept over the surroundings. With a movement of his palm, a wave of vital energy spread out, immediately making him furrow his brows.

"Why can I sense Junior Brother Wuchen's aura here, yet not see him? And this Martial Arts Hall hasn't been slaughtered either..."

"It seems Junior Brother is very likely here!"

His gaze narrowed slightly, his pupils locking onto the small Martial Arts Hall before him.

"Move, move! Don't block the road!"

Just then, a peddler pushing a handcart passed by. Seeing Jing Wufeng standing in the middle of the road, he hurriedly shouted.

A flash of ferocity crossed Jing Wufeng's eyes. With a sweep of the cloak behind him, the peddler let out a scream and vanished completely, leaving only a lone handcart overturned on the ground.

"Hiss!"

Ao Qing was so startled that he nearly jumped out of his skin. Knowing he was no match for this man, he hurriedly hid in the shadows.

"Blind mortal."

Jing Wufeng muttered disdainfully, then walked toward the Martial Arts Hall. Without noticing, he stepped onto the Sky Shaking Stone and entered in a single stride.

"Hmm?"

"Something's wrong?"

The moment he entered, he sensed a thread of strangeness in the front hall. Yet his expression did not change. Instead, his cloak shifted and shielded him from the front.

"Hmph, a mere Illusionary Technique. Nothing more than that."

But the instant his words fell, his face changed. The eighteen weapon paintings suddenly radiated golden light, sweeping toward him with world-destroying force.

"What?"

Sensing that destructive aura, his expression changed dramatically. His cloak flared, transforming into a streak of light as he shot toward the door.

Yet no matter how fast he was, even after escaping outside, he still could not evade his doom. In an instant, he was blasted into ashes. Other than the cloak still drifting through the air, only a single bone fell to the ground.

Even that bone had only remained because Jing Wufeng had mutated through cultivating some strange technique. Otherwise, not even dregs would have been left behind.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff."

Ao Qing witnessed the entire scene. His eyes nearly fell out of their sockets, and his heart almost leaped from his chest.

Terrifying indeed!

Meanwhile, at the Baofeng Merchant Association, Yi Feng was still drinking with Yin Xiong and the others.

Yi Feng was delighted.

He had not expected that the Baofeng Merchant Association would give him another hundred thousand Gold Coins today.

After dealing with Peng Ying and Yu Wujie, Luolan Xue and the other woman remained by Yi Feng's side throughout. Seeing that Yi Feng did not take Yu Wujie's matter to heart, they sighed at how broad-minded the senior truly was, while a weight also lifted from their hearts.

At last, after eating and drinking their fill, Yi Feng returned home with his little disciple, Zhong Qing.

He did not let them escort him home. Instead, he took Zhong Qing strolling through the bustling streets. Now that he had money, why not spend it freely?

"Nie— I mean, niece, there really won't be any trouble from what happened today, right?" After Yi Feng left, Yin Xiong asked Luolan Xue worriedly.

"This senior has always been broad-minded, so rest assured. Even if there is a problem, our Qingshan Sect will resolve it," Luolan Xue comforted him softly.

Only then did Yin Xiong nod. Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "By the way, niece, Mister Yi's books have become wildly popular lately. Quite a few people have been secretly asking about him. What do you think?"

Luolan Xue's pupils shrank slightly.

After considering it for a moment, she said, "Mister Yi publishes books only to experience life, not because he seeks fame or profit. And he likes peace and quiet, so his information must never be leaked. If Mister Yi is disturbed, then you and I would be guilty beyond redemption!"

Yin Xiong drew in a sharp breath.

A lingering fear rose within him.

Indeed, many people had been asking after Yi Feng. Of course, most of them admired him and came because of his reputation. He had originally thought nothing of it, but after hearing Luolan Xue explain it, he realized how serious it was.

Fortunately, he had not leaked Mister Yi's information.