Chapter 101: He’s Angry
After careful consideration and confirming that he could only use those four items, Feng Shi gritted his teeth and chose Option B, which looked somewhat normal.
[Special item chosen: ‘Step Left Foot on Right Foot to Ascend to Heaven.’ Before using this item, please keep the following requirements in mind:]
[1. The speed of changing feet must be fast!]
[2. Hands must be behind your back and cannot move!]
[3. Maintain a expressionless face; do not look ferocious!]
Feng Shi: “…” I thank you!
Survival Gift Pack? Why not just change the name to ‘Compulsory Social Death Gift Pack’ instead!
Qingqing rubbed its head: [Host, should we activate it now?]
Feng Shi took a deep breath and tried to move his two feet.
It felt even more life-threatening than going down into the stinky Black Pool.
If it weren’t for the golden thread tied around his waist mysteriously disappearing, he wouldn’t have fallen to this state!
Feng Shi tilted his head and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, looking at life with indifference. “…Let’s begin.”
[Ding! Item activated. The theory of stepping left foot on right foot to ascend to heaven has been achieved. Please begin your actions in 3 seconds.]
After the “3-2-1” countdown ended, Feng Shi placed his hands behind his back and worked hard to keep his facial expression from crumbling while moving his feet rapidly.
Fortunately, no one came to the bottom of this cliff. Otherwise, he would rather die on the spot and just fall down.
During the few seconds he was falling, Feng Shi had already traveled nearly a hundred meters from the shore. Now, he was rising bit by bit, moving at what could only be described as a snail’s pace.
In his heart, he cursed the perverted system a thousand, ten thousand times. Feng Shi asked Qingqing again, “This is too slow. Can’t it be faster?”
His two feet were already very fast, but they only met the standard for using the item.
Qingqing spread its hands: [Option D had the fastest speed, but you didn’t choose it.]
Feng Shi: (╬◣д◢)
The look in his eyes that said he wanted to kill someone couldn’t be hidden.
[There is an acceleration pack, but the side effects afterward are quite obvious. You will have aching waist and legs…]
“No problem! Bring it on!”
Was he supposed to wait until more people showed up and double his social death?
Qingqing gave a response. A moment later, Feng Shi felt his legs and feet speed up uncontrollably.
The speed increased visibly, but…
Feng Shi was about to lose control of his expression!
“Qingqing, my leg feels like it’s going to cramp!”
[Ah! Host, hang in there!]
By the cliffside, the three monsters led by Hei Mang were lying on the shore. Looking at the black head gradually rising, they all went wide-eyed.
The three wolves were dumbfounded.
Among them, it was the Great King whose reaction was the fastest. His face filled with joy. “Young friend Feng!”
Feng Shi didn’t dare move. His face was stiff as he slowly rose to a position where he was at eye level with the three monsters.
“Excuse me… please step aside.”
Hei Mang’s eyes were sparkling. He hurriedly pulled his two subordinates back and watched as Feng Shi landed.
“Young friend Feng, this skill of yours is too impressive!” Hei Mang looked filled with envy, and not a hint of oddity could be seen on his face.
Feng Shi: “…” It was my own narrow-mindedness…
“Could you teach this old man some other day?”
Feng Shi: “…It’s a secret technique.”
The light in Hei Mang’s eyes dimmed. “Alright then.”
The two had only spoken a few words when behind them, the barrier Hei Mang had specifically set up was broken, revealing a crack.
Feng Shi’s expression darkened.
Wucheng was thrust diagonally into the ground. He gripped the hilt with one hand, supporting himself as he stood up. His face was slightly pale.
The side effect Qingqing mentioned had arrived.
His whole body felt bloated and he had no strength.
Seeing the people outside trying to get in like they were crazy, Hei Mang’s expression also became serious. He instantly transformed into his original form and crouched before Feng Shi, calling out, “Young friend Feng, get on quickly!”
Feng Shi didn’t dare to be negligent. He grit his teeth and flipped himself onto Hei Mang’s back.
Wucheng flew over and returned to its scabbard.
The four of them chose a direction where there were no people and galloped away.
Behind them, that transparent barrier was like a shattered mirror, turning into countless shards and vanishing in the wind.
Feng Shi turned his head to look.
There were many of them—about a dozen or so. There were demon and human cultivators, all covered in blood and looking frenzied.
Snatching an immortal artifact from a cultivator was much easier than snatching one from a monster or demon beast.
Someone in the crowd shouted, “The divine-grade artifact is in their hands! Everyone, hurry!”
Feng Shi was startled.
Divine-grade…
Clearly, it was even more attractive than top-tier artifacts. These people couldn’t even get top-tier ones, yet they wanted better ones. Truly greedy beyond satisfaction.
“Did young friend really get a divine-grade item?”
“Just now when the three of us were outside, we saw a beam of light as thick as two people’s embrace shooting out from the pool straight into the clouds. I’m sure everyone in the secret realm saw it. This is going to be trouble!”
Hei Mang spoke as he ran.
How could Feng Shi not understand the principle that “possessing a jade makes one a target”? But it was absolutely impossible for him to hand over the Huaihuan Grass.
Between someone else’s life and his own, he would naturally choose his own.
Therefore, these people could only die.
Thinking of this, Feng Shi opened the panel and spent twenty thousand points to buy a “Group Kill.”
[Are you sure you want to use the ‘Group Kill’ item? After use, everyone within your line of sight will be instantly obliterated.]
Feng Shi stared at the people who were rushing to kill him like madmen. The corners of his mouth turned down slightly. Without much hesitation: “Confi—Wait!”
Feng Shi suddenly jerked his head up.
He saw two familiar figures among the group of people who had just arrived from behind.
It was actually Shen Songhe and Sheng Lan, whom he had trapped in the cage!
The blood in Feng Shi’s whole body flowed backward. A chill went through his heart, followed by a wave of lingering fear.
He took the time to glance at the time on the system panel.
Five days had actually passed!
At this time, two demon cultivators of considerable strength also arrived from ahead. The four of them were under attack from both front and back. Hei Mang hurriedly adjusted his direction.
Although they dodged the attacks this way, it also significantly reduced the distance between the two parties.
Several demon cultivators were blocked by the two white wolves. They became entangled, moving to the side to fight.
But even so, some who were fast caught up, only a few steps away from Feng Shi.
Feng Shi retracted his gaze from Shen Songhe and focused on dealing with the enemies before him.
Wucheng flew out horizontally, making a whirring sound as it sliced through the air. Like harvesting leeks, it lopped off the heads of two demon cultivators.
Seeing this, the others were all stunned for a moment, then showed ruthless expressions: “Kill him! This sword will also be everyone’s!”
Feng Shi’s gaze hardened, and he killed this person next.
None of the people in the Sanji Mountains were afraid. Their eyes held only treasures. All of them charged forward with their heads down, acting like they were possessed.
Feng Shi alone could hardly withstand them. The protective artifacts originally set up around Hei Mang and himself also couldn’t take it and exploded.
With a slip, Hei Mang’s hind leg was slashed. He instantly collapsed to the ground in pain and transformed into human form.
Feng Shi was thrown off. The wrist of the hand holding his sword was struck hard, and Wucheng immediately left his hand.
The rogue cultivator who struck him showed a glint in his eyes. He reached out with a smirk to catch the falling heavy sword, but unexpectedly suffered the consequences. The weight of the falling Wucheng instantly tore his arm off.
Blood gushed, and screams followed.
Seeing this, the several cultivators immediately didn’t dare to covet the sword any longer. Their gazes fixed on the thrown-away Feng Shi as they attacked simultaneously from four sides.
Feng Shi flipped his body in the air. His fair fingers spread wide, and with a whish, Wucheng returned to his hand in an instant, incidentally strangling the demon cultivator closest to him.
Behind him was someone’s vertical scimitar. Seeing that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from colliding, Feng Shi grit his teeth and mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, intending to give it his all.
Just then, the sound of breaking wind reached his ears. A silver ball the size of a human fist suddenly appeared, hovering above Feng Shi and the others.
In the next instant, the silver ball spun rapidly. It suddenly cast down a massive pressure, pinning everyone around Feng Shi to the ground. The force was so great that it even pressed people deep into the sandy ground. The sound of bones being crushed could faintly be heard.
Feng Shi was stunned. A shadow flashed before his eyes, and immediately afterward, he fell into a familiar embrace.
Shen Songhe’s expression was cold. His brow was frosted with chill as he looked down at the people beneath his feet with indifference.
A hand with distinct knuckles was raised in the air. His long sleeves billowed in the wind. With just a slight downward press, the gravity added to these people instantly increased several-fold, crushing them into several puddles of mangled flesh.
The smell of blood soared into the sky. Accompanied by the heatwave, it was thick enough to plug one’s nose.
“Shizun…”
Feng Shi hadn’t stopped since emerging from the pool. He had no time to tidy himself up, so his clothes were still wet, the thin fabric sticking to his body.
Shen Songhe’s hand was tightly clamped around his waist. Hearing him, he only twitched his eyelashes. He pressed his lips tightly together and didn’t respond.
Feng Shi grabbed onto his lapel and blinked. He understood in his heart—this meant he was angry.
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