Crisis Descends

It was late at night.

Bitter Bamboo Peak was especially quiet.

Not going out at night was an unspoken rule on Bitter Bamboo Peak.

Because Bitter Bamboo Peak was simply too dangerous at night. One careless moment, and it was easy to disappear.

Thus, compared to the other peaks, Bitter Bamboo Peak was particularly deserted at night.

At that moment, a shadow silently arrived outside Zhou Feng's courtyard.

That shadow was naturally Sun Gui.

Sun Gui was still wearing the clothes from the daytime, his expression exceedingly calm as he looked toward Zhou Feng's room.

Sun Gui moved like a ghost, making not the slightest sound as he walked.

Under the cover of night, it was extremely difficult to notice someone moving about.

Inside the room, Zhou Feng was also making preparations.

Someone?

His brow suddenly twitched violently.

The Combat Instinct passive had been triggered.

Someone had snuck in? That was his first thought.

He had not expected someone to make a move against him when the Martial Arts Tournament was tomorrow.

After realizing that someone intended to attack him, Zhou Feng immediately lay down on the bed without making a sound.

Fortunately, he had not lit a lamp earlier. All his preparations had been made in the darkness.

The person outside should think I'm asleep, right?

Zhou Feng lay on the bed and tried his best to control his breathing, making it sound like he was asleep.

Before long, a strange fragrance slowly drifted toward his nose.

Sleeping gas? They're actually using something like this?

Zhou Feng sniffed the scent and found it somewhat familiar.

Then he immediately remembered. Wasn't this ordinary sleeping gas?

The reason it was so familiar was simple: he had prepared some of this sleeping gas himself.

This sleeping gas was an extremely common commodity, sold everywhere in Mountainside Market.

Compared to the Soul-Bewitching Incense Zhou Feng had mentioned before, this sleeping gas was far less effective.

Under normal circumstances, it did not work at all on cultivators above the Qi Induction Realm.

As long as they circulated their spiritual power, they could instantly clear their minds.

But if the enemy was fast asleep, this sleeping gas could still produce a decent effect.

It would make a sleeping person sleep even more deeply and become harder to wake.

It was even possible for someone to be caught off guard by this sleeping gas because they underestimated it.

After all, this sleeping gas was far too low-grade. Even without deliberately guarding against it, it was difficult to be tricked by it.

Because Zhou Feng possessed the Immunity to Poisons passive, the sleeping gas had no effect on him whatsoever.

Taking advantage of this, he played along and pretended to sleep even more deeply.

However, what puzzled him was that Sun Gui outside did not enter immediately.

It was as though he was waiting for something.

Hm? This scent?

Suddenly, Zhou Feng smelled another fragrance.

This scent was extremely similar to the smell of the sleeping gas from before.

It even mixed with the previous sleeping gas, forming an entirely new scent.

So that's it! This is the real killing move?

In that instant, he immediately realized that the latter fragrance was the true trump card.

The sleeping gas before it was merely a distraction.

The latter was the real killing move.

When most people smelled the sleeping gas first, their first reaction would likely be to play along as well.

But if they thought that way, they would be caught by the incense that came afterward. The earlier sleeping gas mixed with the later incense.

This blended incense could instantly make someone lose consciousness.

Even Zhou Feng, with Immunity to Poisons, felt a little drowsy in that instant.

It felt as though his brain were constantly sending him the command that he was sleepy.

However, the Immunity to Poisons passive still took effect.

He was not affected by the latter incense.

Creeeak—

The wooden door was pushed open, letting out a slightly grating sound.

A person slowly entered Zhou Feng's room.

Sun Gui held a small knife in his hand, and the blade gave off a faint, eerie gleam.

The expression on Sun Gui's face gradually turned crazed.

The cultivation of the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation erupted with terrifying spiritual power.

The strike was fast and ruthless, stabbing straight toward Zhou Feng's heart.

"Die!"

At that instant, Zhou Feng abruptly opened his eyes.

He completely ignored the small knife in Sun Gui's hand.

Instead, he lunged forward, only shifting his body slightly at the very last moment.

The small knife emitting its eerie gleam stabbed directly into his chest.

At the same time, Zhou Feng instantly grabbed the ambushing Sun Gui, covering Sun Gui's mouth and nose with his right hand.

In his right hand was the Soul-Bewitching Incense he had prepared beforehand.

Almost at the same time, Demon Devouring Armor rose over both their bodies.

Zhou Feng's Demon Devouring Armor was completely useless. He had no idea what material that small knife was made of.

Not only was it exceptionally sharp, but it could also break through spiritual power. The Demon Devouring Armor around his body could not block even the slightest damage.

However, aside from the Demon Devouring Armor, he also had a layer of Bone Plating for defense.

It was precisely this layer of Bone Plating that saved Zhou Feng's life.

Sun Gui felt resistance in his hand, causing it to shift involuntarily.

Then the Soul-Bewitching Incense muddled his mind.

Senior Brother Sun? Ninth Level of Qi Condensation!?

At the instant they clashed, Zhou Feng also saw clearly who had come and what his cultivation level was.

He was shocked!

He was startled in that instant. He had originally planned to hunt Senior Brother Sun tonight.

He had never expected Senior Brother Sun to come hunting him instead.

Most terrifying of all, how had Senior Brother Sun's cultivation reached the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation?

The quality of spiritual power at the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation utterly crushed his own.

Zhou Feng felt that he could not even break through the Demon Devouring Armor around Sun Gui's body.

Meanwhile, his chest had been slashed viciously. The wound was so large that Zhou Feng felt as if his heart were about to fall out.

Among all this bad news, the only good news was that the Soul-Bewitching Incense had worked.

Relying on Immunity to Poisons, he had avoided the effects of the Soul-Bewitching Incense.

But Sun Gui had not. His mind wavered, and he could not even hold on to the small knife in his hand.

Xiao Huahua? You're back?

In his daze, Sun Gui had even mistaken Zhou Feng for someone else.

Good chance!

He made a prompt decision and immediately used Ghost Shadow Steps to flee.

In an instant, he rushed out of the room.

Soon afterward, Sun Gui immediately regained clarity.

"Give Xiao Huahua back to me!"

Seeing the familiar person before him disappear, Sun Gui's eyes instantly reddened.

At that moment, he looked like a lunatic having a fit.

Zhou Feng did not dare linger and ran straight down the mountain.

Sun Gui followed close behind. Such a huge commotion woke quite a few others on Bitter Bamboo Peak.

But not a single person curiously stepped out of their room. The peak remained as silent as ever.

I'm done for!

Feeling Sun Gui relentlessly pursuing him from behind, Zhou Feng felt an unprecedented sense of danger.

This time, he might truly die here!

Who could have imagined that Sun Gui had hidden himself so deeply and actually possessed cultivation at the Ninth Level of Qi Condensation!

With such a realm, he did not even have the slightest reputation in the Inner Sect?

With this level of strength, he could have fought for more cultivation resources. He could even have begun forging his Spirit Platform and charged toward the Spirit Platform Realm.

One had to know that in the Three Gu Sect, hiding one's strength was equivalent to courting death.

Because if one hid their strength, they would receive fewer cultivation resources.

Fewer cultivation resources also meant that one's cultivation speed would fall behind others. Once one's cultivation speed fell behind, one could only become nourishment for others.

That was precisely why Zhou Feng had gone to such lengths to raise his cultivation realm.

Yet he had never expected Bitter Bamboo Peak to be hiding such a freak.