A Deal Unmade, but Friendship Remains—Why Are You Putting on Such an Act?

Dajin refused to be outdone. A massive dark-yellow bear appeared behind him.

At the same time, eight Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

Once he had done all that, wind seemed to gather beneath his feet as he closely pursued Bald Qiang's figure.

Meanwhile, outside Brother Qiang's little wooden cabin, a group of people surrounded it, pointing and discussing it nonstop.

These people were none other than the major top-tier forces that had entered the inner region in search of the Title Douluo.

"When did a little wooden cabin appear here?"

Ju Guan looked at the cabin before him, feeling somewhat puzzled.

He vaguely remembered that when he had come last time, this had been the territory of a Seventy-Thousand-Year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear. When had a wooden cabin appeared here?

Could it be... the residence of that Title Douluo?

The other forces shared the same thought as Ju Guan.

As a result, the people from the various forces wanted to enter, yet they feared the Title Douluo's strength and could only wait outside.

After several minutes passed without anyone emerging from the house, impatience flashed through Ju Guan's eyes.

He was, after all, one of Spirit Hall's elders and a top expert of the continent. Surely even a Title Douluo could not make so many people wait outside?

Ju Guan stroked his chin and came up with a crooked idea. He turned to look in the direction of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School's Sword Douluo.

"Sword Douluo, you're the strongest one here. Why don't you go inside and see whether anyone lives there?"

Ju Guan looked at Sword Douluo with a teasing gaze.

Better a fellow Daoist die than myself.

Even if Sword Douluo refused, he would lose nothing. If he agreed, that would be even better.

If that Title Douluo rejected the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School's recruitment because Sword Douluo had barged in without permission, Spirit Hall's chances of recruiting him would greatly increase.

After all, aside from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School being relatively wealthy, everyone else present was a motley bunch. What could they possibly use to compete with Spirit Hall for talent?

"Heh, what's wrong? Do you want to test whether this old man's Seven Kill Sword is sharp enough?"

Hearing Ju Guan's mockery, Sword Douluo sneered. The Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul appeared in his hand, and a suffocating pressure radiated from his body.

Seeing this, Ju Guan immediately shut his mouth and said no more.

He was shameless, not stupid.

He was the only Title Douluo who had come this time. If he kept provoking Sword Douluo, he truly feared that Sword Douluo would rush over and cut him down with a single strike.

If Spirit Hall had sent a few more Title Douluo today, he would not have been afraid at all!

The other forces could not help but find the scene amusing, treating it as a fine show.

Whoosh!

Just then, a piercing sound tore through the air from afar.

Upon hearing it, the hearts of everyone from the major forces jolted, and all eyes turned in that direction.

"The main figure is here!"

No one spoke. They stared intently at the streak of light in the distance.

In mere moments, the streak stopped above the little wooden cabin.

When his true appearance was revealed, everyone present drew a sharp breath.

This man matched the information sent by their scouts exactly—nine Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

"It's him. No doubt about it."

Ju Guan secretly nodded, and a look of determination flashed through his eyes.

The other top-tier forces felt the same.

"Damn it, I'm exhausted!"

Suddenly, an ill-timed voice reached everyone's ears.

Displeasure rose in their hearts. Which force did this person belong to? Did he have no sense of occasion? Couldn't he see that the competition was about to begin?

They coldly looked toward the source of the voice.

Qin Feng and Dajin had already arrived outside the little wooden cabin, panting heavily.

That journey had nearly exhausted him to death. If rage had not clouded his mind earlier, he would have had Brother Qiang take him back.

After resting for a moment, Qin Feng finally raised his head and looked outside the cabin.

"Holy shit!"

With a single glance, Qin Feng recognized everyone present.

"Spirit Hall... Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School... Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family... Xingluo Empire... Tiandou Empire..."

Seeing that all the arrivals were top forces of the continent, Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, though he was even more confused.

He did not remember offending these people, did he?

If they counted that time when he had acted cool with Brother Qiang, then the Tiandou Empire counted as one.

As for Spirit Hall... well, two years ago, he had indeed boasted in order to gain Shock Value, claiming that he was the fiancé of Spirit Hall's current Pope.

And the Xingluo Empire... well... he admitted that he had once slandered the Xingluo Emperor as a five-second man.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School... forget it. Better not mention that.

By that count, he seemed to have offended every top-tier force!

Were they here to settle scores?

"What brings you all here?"

Qin Feng asked anxiously.

Upon hearing his question, Ju Guan and the others wore uncertain expressions. Their gazes repeatedly swept between Bald Qiang and Qin Feng.

They seemed to be trying to determine who was in charge here.

"Stop looking. I'm in charge here."

Noticing their gazes, Qin Feng spoke in an indifferent tone.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

A Title Douluo was his subordinate? Did that mean this Title Douluo had already joined another force?

"Actually, Spirit Hall came here this time to recruit this Title Douluo."

Seeing that no one else spoke, Ju Guan stepped out from the crowd and openly revealed the purpose of their visit.

Hearing this, Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. So they had not come because he had smeared Bibi Dong's name. In that case, he could relax.

"Are the rest of you here for the same reason?"

With his psychological burden gone, Qin Feng slowly swept his gaze across the other forces.

"That's right."

Hearing this, Sword Douluo and the others nodded.

"If that is why you have come, then please leave. We have no intention of joining any force, because we are already a force ourselves!"

Qin Feng shook his head, arrogance flashing through his eyes.

What a joke. With the system, why would he join another force? What had he transmigrated here for—to work for someone else?

Forget it. If transmigrating meant working for someone else, he might as well go back to Blue Star and continue living a 996 life.

"Arrogant!"

Hearing Qin Feng's wild tone, everyone present could no longer sit still.

Who among them was not a renowned figure on the continent?

A deal unmade, but friendship remained. Why was he putting on such an act? Did he really think they were afraid of him?

"You insolent brat!"

"If I remember correctly, two years ago in the Tiandou Empire, you smeared Her Holiness the Pope's name and claimed to be her fiancé."

"That incident caused an enormous uproar. Spirit Hall magnanimously spared your life, yet you dare remain this arrogant today!"

"Do you really think Spirit Hall fears you?"

Hearing such words, Ju Guan could no longer hold back. Tangible killing intent flashed through his eyes as he looked at Qin Feng.

Before Her Holiness the Pope had come, she had instructed him that if the Title Douluo refused to join Spirit Hall, then he was to kill the young man at his side.

Since this man was so incapable of appreciating kindness, Ju Guan did not mind becoming the one to wield the blade!