Side Effects? Even Better!

"You..."

Zhao Wu's lackeys were instantly displeased when they saw Zhou Feng dare to steal their business.

Even though they were facing an Inner Sect disciple in the Qi Induction Realm, these lackeys remained incredibly arrogant.

It was simply because they could tell that Zhou Feng was only in the Qi Induction Realm.

Compared to their master, he was far inferior.

Not to mention that Zhao Wu had recently made quite a name for himself within the Inner Sect.

Ordinary Inner Sect disciples would generally avoid conflict upon hearing Zhao Wu's name.

After all, though they were both Inner Sect disciples, the gap between ordinary disciples and elite Inner Sect disciples was enormous.

If one wanted to live longer, one had to know when to back down. If the situation was unfavorable, they should immediately yield.

That was perfectly normal. Once their strength improved later, they could always take revenge.

"Get lost!"

Zhou Feng could not be bothered with nonsense and directly proved his point through action.

A blur flashed past, and all the lackeys present were kicked flying.

Trash who had not even reached the Qi Induction Realm naturally stood no chance against him.

"Have you made up your mind?"

After kicking those lackeys away, impatience appeared on Zhou Feng's face.

Whenever he mobilized spiritual power, he always felt countless negative emotions surge into his heart.

Thus, he no longer had the pleasant expression from before.

Black spiritual power slowly gathered around his fists.

An oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe pressed directly down on Qian Shang.

"We agree! From now on, our family's business will rely on this young master!"

Before Qian Shang could answer, a voice came from behind the shop's door.

"Sounds like a woman's voice?"

Hearing that voice, Zhou Feng calmed down slightly.

"My name is Zhou Feng, from Bitter Bamboo Peak! If there are any problems in the future, just send someone to Bitter Bamboo Peak to find me!"

After leaving those words behind, Zhou Feng turned and left.

If all went smoothly, Qian Shang would send the protection fee to him shortly.

At the same time, Zhou Feng had to fulfill his duty and protect Qian Shang's shop.

A sign could be hung outside the shop, bearing Zhou Feng's name and the peak he belonged to.

This had long become an unspoken rule in the market.

After all, this sort of ecosystem had existed for a long time, and there were precedents for many things.

Realizing that something seemed wrong with him, Zhou Feng hurriedly left the market.

Only then did he notice the drawbacks of cultivating the Demon Devouring Art.

Every time he circulated his spiritual power, all kinds of negative emotions surged into his heart.

Given his personality, he definitely would not have been so impatient just now.

At that moment, he had even wanted to attack Qian Shang directly.

As expected, a demonic art was still a demonic art. Its progress was extremely fast, but its side effects were also obvious.

If he continued cultivating it, perhaps he would become somewhat deranged like Senior Disciple Brother.

"But I have no solution right now! Then..."

But Zhou Feng truly had no solution at all right now.

The side effects caused by cultivating the Demon Devouring Art could only be resolved by stopping his cultivation or directly crippling his own cultivation.

But that would be no different from suicide.

Within the Three Gu Sect, having no cultivation was equivalent to suicide.

Thus, a thought arose in Zhou Feng's mind.

If the side effects are this obvious, then why the hell should I worry about them at all?!

Discovering the severe side effects of the Demon Devouring Art not only failed to make him want to stop cultivating.

Instead, it spurred him on. Since the side effects would exist no matter what, he might as well stop worrying and charge ahead without restraint.

His realm and strength were both low right now, so finding a solution was almost impossible.

Then perhaps once he reached the Spirit Platform Realm, he would find a solution?

The Demon Devouring Art had such enormous side effects, so how did the Grand Elder deal with them?

There had to be a way to handle it. Cowering would only mean waiting for death.

Having figured this out, Zhou Feng decided to begin his hunting plan tomorrow.

Just as Zhou Feng was preparing to let himself go, Qian Shang returned to the back of the shop.

"My daughter! Did you speak up just now because that person has great potential?"

Qian Shang's face was filled with pain, but if they could truly find a dependable patron, then it would not be too much of a loss.

Qian Shang thought this entirely because of his daughter.

His daughter was named Qian Qianqian. From that name alone, one could tell just how miserly Qian Shang was.

He had even named his daughter Qian Qianqian.

Such a miser had actually been willing to spend so heavily entirely because of his daughter's suggestion.

Qian Qianqian had been blind from birth, but her senses were exceptionally sharp.

She could foresee certain dangers. Whenever something was wrong, her entire body would break into sweat and her heart would pound wildly.

At the same time, Qian Qianqian had a Treasure Rat. This Treasure Rat could detect people who were hiding their strength, and it could also seek out certain treasures.

It was precisely because of this special ability and that Treasure Rat that Qian Shang and his daughter had been able to flee to the Three Gu Sect's market.

They had even managed to open a shop within such a demonic sect.

Qian Shang now hoped that Qian Qianqian had chosen Zhou Feng as their patron because the Treasure Rat had detected that he was someone hiding his true strength.

Otherwise, he would likely have to bleed heavily once more.

A beautiful young woman sat in a rocking chair, a strip of cloth covering her eyes.

She gently stroked a little white rat in her hands.

"If I hadn't spoken up just now, Father, you would have been in danger! I could sense that person's Killing Intent!"

"And Little White was extremely restless just now! It nearly ran away!"

Qian Qianqian explained calmly and unhurriedly.

"Hiss... No way! That person would dare kill someone in the market? Killing is forbidden in the market—that's a rule of the Three Gu Sect!"

"And he was going to kill someone just because of that?"

After hearing his daughter's explanation, a thin sheen of cold sweat appeared on Qian Shang's forehead.

Because he had just walked through the gates of death.

That had been far too dangerous!

Compared to the Eastern Land, this place truly was a paradise for fiends.

"The Three Gu Sect's rules only restrict outsiders. They are not meant to restrict its own disciples!"

"And since he is from Bitter Bamboo Peak, we should be able to remain safe for a while!"

Qian Qianqian's tone remained calm, clearly showing that she knew something about Bitter Bamboo Peak.

"Bitter Bamboo Peak? What is so special about it?"

Qian Shang did not understand the various peaks of the Three Gu Sect, so he immediately asked.

"It is very special! I heard that everyone on Bitter Bamboo Peak is insane, and they are battle maniacs as well. The Three Gu Sect's other Inner Sect disciples generally do not dare provoke people from Bitter Bamboo Peak!"

"And Young Master Zhou Feng seems somewhat different from the Bitter Bamboo Peak disciples I have learned about!"

"We can invest in him appropriately!"

Based on her intuition, Qian Qianqian offered a suggestion.

"We can try investing?"

Upon hearing those words, Qian Shang could not help recalling what they had experienced while fleeing to the Three Gu Sect.