Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tree branches, shining on Ziyuan's pale face.
Ziyuan smacked her lips and rubbed her eyes awake.
However, the next second, she froze, seriously doubting whether she was hallucinating. She found herself lying in Qin Feng's arms, in a rather ambiguous position, and his hand was placed where it shouldn't be.
If she remembered correctly, and she should, her little duck wasn't wearing anything.
A scream broke the quiet morning, startling a group of birds and beasts in the forest.
"What are you screaming for!?"
Qin Feng woke up from a pleasant dream, refusing to admit he had taken advantage of the situation.
What could a child like him understand, and what bad intentions could he have!?
Ziyuan was speechless for a long time, truly at a loss with this little brat.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for taking advantage of a girl, you have earned 200 villain points!"
Qin Feng's eyebrows raised, sensing someone approaching.
He quickly covered Ziyuan's little mouth and pulled her to hide in the bushes.
Thinking back to the sudden sword light last night, he still felt a lingering fear. It contained an extremely terrifying sword intent, as if it didn't belong to this world.
"Is this Lin San's trump card!?"
Qin Feng muttered to himself, inexplicably feeling it was Lin San.
As everyone knew, Lin San had inherited the legacy of the Longkong Sword God. To ensure his successor's safety, leaving some life-saving techniques was reasonable.
A series of hurried footsteps approached.
Five Tiger Gang members rushed over, unlike last night, they all had varying degrees of injuries, clearly having been attacked by the sword storm last night.
The leading member said, "It should be that girl from last night. They probably haven't gone far, quickly go back and call for more people..."
However, before he could finish, Qin Feng burst out of the bushes like an old hand. After recovering overnight, his blue bar was finally full, and he could continue his adventures.
Nodding, he drew his sword!
A crisp sound of the sword being drawn rang out, and a cold chill swept through the forest.
A dark sword light flashed from the front, and a fierce sword wind swept past.
Five streams of blood spurted out, and the five figures fell to the ground like broken kites, their pupils dilating and gradually turning white, their breaths gone.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for slaying five people, you have earned 500 villain points!"
He killed five people with one sword strike without batting an eyelid.
"We need to leave quickly!"
Qin Feng pulled Ziyuan's hand and quickly left, knowing that the Tiger Gang would soon launch a full-scale search for them.
The leader of the Tiger Gang, the scar-faced man, had an extremely grim expression. His right sleeve flapped in the wind, clearly empty, as he had lost his closest right hand.
When Lin San delivered that sword strike, he finally understood what it meant to be a prodigy.
If he hadn't decisively sacrificed his right hand, he would have been dead.
"These prodigies are too terrifying!"
The scar-faced man felt a lingering fear, but also an inexplicable excitement.
Qin Feng's value was undeniable, and Lin San had an extraordinary legacy. If he could obtain it, he could secure a place in this ancient world.
Wealth, power, and naturally, a beautiful woman to accompany him!
"There's no sure loss in gambling!"
The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment and decided to take the risk.
Win, and he would have the beauty in his arms, living a carefree life.
Lose, and he would choose his fate.
A subordinate reported, "Boss, we found that boy named Lin San. Some brothers saw him open a relic and enter it."
The scar-faced man was stunned.
He had been the mountain king for decades and had never heard of any relics. Why did Lin San discover a relic upon arrival?
Was he unworthy to possess it!?
The scar-faced man called all the tens of thousands of Tiger Gang members. He led a part of them to investigate the relic, while the rest searched the forest for Qin Feng and Ziyuan.
"Why do I feel they somewhat look down on me?"
Qin Feng and Ziyuan encountered only a group of small fries on their way.
The highest cultivation level among them was only Extraordinary Seventh or Eighth Rank, without any prodigy attributes, and he didn't even need the Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique. The Falling Leaves of the Ten Ancestors could easily deal with them.
Ziyuan replied, "It's probably because of Lin San's sword strike last night, which made them focus their main forces on him."
Qin Feng's eyebrows raised, realizing a blind spot.
Logically, the scar-faced man should have focused on capturing him for the Qin family's bounty, but now he was diverting his main forces to deal with Lin San, which didn't make sense.
Unless Lin San was more valuable than him at this moment!
Qin Feng's lips curled into a mischievous smile, muttering, "If I'm not mistaken, Lin San's aura has activated. The reason he stayed behind and didn't return to Tianxin City with Lin Xiner is probably for these treasures."
"What are you mumbling about!?" Ziyuan asked curiously.
To prove his theory, Qin Feng pulled Ziyuan and started heading back. He needed to find Lin San as soon as possible and intercept him before his aura fully activated.
"Hey, are you crazy? You know they are searching for us, and you still want to go back!?"
Ziyuan quickly reminded him, but Qin Feng, without hesitation, wrapped his arm around her waist and used the Shadow Walk technique to move swiftly through the forest.
Ziyuan had no resistance and could only let this little brat do as he pleased.
Qin Feng arrived at the place where he encountered the scar-faced man last night. Trees within a kilometer had been cut in half, and there was a sword mark several meters deep on the ground, showing how terrifying Lin San's trump card was.
"Is this really Lin San's doing!?"
Ziyuan couldn't help but swallow, unable to imagine the power behind it.
"Prodigies are much more terrifying than I thought!"
Qin Feng secretly rejoiced that he hadn't confronted Lin San head-on.
Otherwise, even with his trump card of the double pupils, he might not have been a match for him, unless he used the Red-Haired Old Monster Experience Scroll.
"I need to find a way to strengthen myself!"
Qin Feng took out the Supreme Bone from his spatial bag. It was covered in mysterious runes, and he could faintly feel the power of heaven and earth within it.
By transplanting it into his body, he could harness this power.
Ziyuan curiously stared at the Supreme Bone, wanting to ask Qin Feng what it was.
Before she could ask, she saw Qin Feng's gaze as sharp as a blade. He took out the Longkong Sword and pierced his own chest, removing his original bone and transplanting the Supreme Bone.
Even as blood flowed continuously, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.
Ziyuan was stunned by the scene, unable to imagine how a little brat could be so ruthless to himself...