What Are the Rules

The green-robed man's tendons and bones were broken to pieces, and he was in excruciating pain.

No wonder Ji Feng came to cause trouble for him; it turned out that Ning Yu was the one directing it.

Ning Yu laid out all of the green-robed man's intelligence, which was why Ji Feng was able to calmly arrange his battle plan.

The green-robed man would use his fire poison to wear down the enemy's combat strength, so a swift and decisive victory was the best strategy.

As it happened, Ji Feng's second soul skill, Dragon Tornado Sevenfold Rift, was a burst skill that could instantly one-shot an opponent.

However, the timing of the strike was crucial; he could not just charge straight up to the man and use his soul skill. Other people were not wooden stakes and would not stupidly eat a major ultimate attack.

The correct method had to be applied at the correct moment.

The reason Ji Feng was able to succeed was because the green-robed man was far too confident. He was confident that his Fire-Poison Hot Mist could kill Ji Feng, so he did not use any other soul skills to protect himself.

This gave Ji Feng an absolute golden opportunity.

The green-robed man took the full force of the Dragon Tornado Sevenfold Rift, shattering the tendons and bones across his body, yet he still hung on by a single breath.

Ji Feng deliberately left him alive because he wanted Ning Yu to come and finish up.

After all, this was her business.

The green-robed man was breathing in much more than he was breathing out now. The lizard scales on his body were completely shattered, and he did not even have the strength to speak.

"Boss Ning, what happened in the past was my fault. Whatever the issue is, we can talk it out."

"Talk it out?" Ning Yu sneered. "Ma Chuwen, when you killed my cousin back then, why didn't you talk it out with me?

When you intercepted my cargo, why didn't you talk it out?

When you insulted my sisters, why didn't you talk it out with them?"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile's colorful light did not directly heal Ji Feng's injuries, but rather enhanced his physique, accelerating his recovery speed.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds he had just sustained completely healed.

So the green-robed man was named Ma Chuwen. Ji Feng silently memorized his name.

Ma Chuwen offered a defense in a loud voice, "For some things, even when our boss tried to talk it out with you, you wouldn't agree, which is why I intercepted your cargo. I did it fair and square, unlike you, who secretly directed someone else to make a move and broke the rules of the great families."

Ning Yu stepped forward, ruthlessly grinding her leather boot down onto Ma Chuwen's face.

Ji Feng sighed inwardly-how come there was even a bonus round?

The lizard scales on Ma Chuwen's face fell off piece by piece as he wailed continuously, "Lord Ning! Can we reconcile? I'm kowtowing to you!! Wooaaahhh ahhhhhh!!!

Lord Ning, our Xiang Family Pill Shop is also a respectable establishment. Since you're doing business on Soul Tool Street, you have to show some regard for the Xiang family's face. Now that you've beaten me up and vented your anger, this matter should be let go.

If you really push things to the absolute limit, you know what kind of methods the Xiang Family Pill Shop has. Standing behind us is none other than Wo Shing Wo!"

Ning Yu wore a grave expression, her lips pressing together involuntarily.

What Ma Chuwen said was correct; when he intercepted her cargo back then, he had indeed issued a formal challenge and made his move openly and honestly.

Yet when Ning Yu made her move today, it was a sudden ambush without any notification.

It truly did break the rules.

To take his life now would also be going too far.

Fighting without breaking ties was the foundation of Jianghu's survival.

Everyone was just trying to make money, so there was no need to risk their lives over it.

While Ning Yu was caught in a dilemma, Ji Feng walked up to Ma Chuwen's side. "What did you mean just now when you said this matter would be let go?"

Ma Chuwen let out a cold laugh. "That's exactly what I mean, kid. You're just a fledgling greenhorn who got used as someone else's gun without even knowing it. Figure it out for yourself slowly."

"I've figured it out. According to my way of thinking, you must just have a stiff mouth."

Ma Chuwen was taken aback. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't even understand that? There's only one kind of creature with a stiff mouth, and that's a dead duck."

Ji Feng swung his right dragon-clawed arm and directly sliced off Ma Chuwen's right forearm!

With his hand severed, Ma Chuwen screamed, "Stop!! Stop!! We have no grudge or enmity between us!! Why go this far!! This isn't according to the rules!!"

"Rules? Bring out the written text and show it to me!" Ji Feng struck Ma Chuwen with another claw.

This time he used his left dragon claw, directly shearing off Ma Chuwen's left ear!

Fresh blood streamed down, and his gaze was filled with terror!

This person... this person was genuinely going to kill him!!

"If you're not talking about rules, you should at least show some reason! We have no enmity..."

"Show reason? I only just learned it today, and this world doesn't have that much reason."

Ji Feng used his dragon claw once more, piercing straight through his left shoulder.

"I-I'm a man of Shrek!"

"Shrek? Then I'll stab you one extra time as a parting gift."

"Ah! Actually I'm not a Shrek man, I'm just on an outsourcing contract."

"Outsourcing counts as Shrek too? How dare you lie to me-crime increased by a grade!"

Ji Feng had already severed all of the tendons in his hands and feet, completely breaking his limbs as well.

Seeing Ji Feng's terrifying methods, Ning Yu, who had still been hesitating, could only accept reality.

"I want this corpse. You handle the rest of the things."

Ning Yu nodded and spoke, "I've already rescued that girl. First thing tomorrow morning, come find me at the soul tool shop, and I'll take you to see her."

Ning Yu knew that Ji Feng saving that girl was definitely not as simple as just being kindhearted; he undoubtedly wanted to make an issue of the relationship between the Tang Sect and Shrek.

As for what he intended to do, that was no longer Ning Yu's concern.

Ji Feng hoisted Ma Chuwen's corpse onto his shoulder and turned to leave.

Ning Yu watched as the bloody water oozed out from Ma Chuwen's body and spilled onto Ji Feng's white suit, resembling an ink-splashed landscape painting and standing out with unusual clarity.

So this was why Ji Feng wore a white robe?

He had not the slightest desire to conceal the fact that he killed people.

Ning Yu let out a sigh. "Ji Feng, you really don't follow any rules at all."

Ji Feng asked, "What sort of thing is that?"

Ning Yu was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure whether Ji Feng was joking around or not.

"Rules are what Jianghu is."

Jianghu?

Wasn't this Douluo Continent?

Since when did it turn into a Gu Long novel?

Ji Feng couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to Ning Yu; this woman of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect probably didn't have much going on in her head aside from a pair of long legs.

Reaching the depths of the alley and confirming there was no one around, Ji Feng brought Ma Chuwen's corpse into the Undead Demiplane.

His movements were very gentle, as he was afraid of waking the dragon corpse. Once he set the corpse down, however, he discovered that the halo on the Dragon Core had vanished, and a golden pill had appeared within the Undead Demiplane.

It looked like a replica of the Dragon Core, but lacked the captivating halo upon its surface.

Ji Feng walked over, and the pill completely exploded!

A curved blade appeared amidst the pill.

Ji Feng took out the curved blade and examined it closely.

Its blade was pitch-black, radiating a sharp chill, while the hilt was crafted from white bone. The stark contrast between the bone-white and the pitch-black was intensely striking.

Ji Feng looked at the curved blade's pitch-black edge, which was incomparably sharp.

Was there anything special about this thing?

Ji Feng looked down at Ma Chuwen on the ground.

"Hey, stop playing dead. Help me figure out what this thing is good for."

Terror gripped Ma Chuwen's heart.

He's probing me! There's no way he could have found out I'm not dead.

Ma Chuwen had spent a huge sum of money to purchase a tier-6 soul tool capable of rapidly healing his injuries.

It was a one-time-use tier-5 soul tool with extremely formidable life-saving capabilities, and it had pulled him back from the gates of ghostdom.

"I'll test the blade. Bear with it for a moment." Holding the curved blade, Ji Feng slashed toward Ma Chuwen's chest.