Wu Feng told Li Chang'an the time and place.
He even added a thoughtful reminder,
"Daoist Li, a Tier One Middle Grade inheritance is quite valuable. You'd better be prepared. There will certainly be many others competing with you for it."
"Thank you for telling me, Daoist Wu!"
Li Chang'an looked excited and said he would definitely go.
A moment later, Wu Feng cupped his hands and took his leave.
Li Chang'an closed the door and asked Dahuang, who had been hiding in the room the whole time.
"Dahuang, did you memorize his aura?"
Dahuang nodded with a serious expression on his face.
Besides Earth Escape,
his greatest skill was tracking!
"Go. Don't let him discover you!"
Li Chang'an patted Dahuang's head.
In the past, he could only react passively to Wu Feng's group of Tribulation Cultivators.
Now, with Dahuang, he could finally seize some initiative.
...
At this moment, Wu Feng was hurrying toward the exit of the Marketplace.
He was completely unaware that a Yellow Sand Dog was following him.
Before long, Wu Feng left the Marketplace area.
About a quarter of an hour later, he arrived at a small manor.
"Big Brother, Second Brother, it's done!"
Wu Feng said with a smile as he walked into the manor.
Dahuang stopped cautiously.
He watched the manor from a distance, not getting any closer.
He sensed two powerful auras.
Both were at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining!
After a while, Wu Feng left the manor and headed back toward the Marketplace.
But before he reached the Marketplace, the ground suddenly gave way beneath his feet.
"Not good!"
Wu Feng's expression changed drastically as he plunged straight into the earth.
In an instant, a vast Demonic Power surged from the dark world underground, seeming to be everywhere at once.
Wu Feng reacted quickly. With a flash of Spiritual Light from his hand, he immediately activated more than ten Self-defense Talismans.
Several of them were Tier One Middle Grade Talismans.
However, these Talismans were completely useless!
WHOOSH—
Yellow sand billowed as a demonic wind raged.
In the span of a single breath, the Talismans around Wu Feng dimmed and shattered, ground to dust by the raging yellow sand!
The next instant, hard rock enveloped his entire body, turning him into a stone statue.
This was Dahuang's Talent Technique, "Rock Armor Technique," which could be used to restrain enemies or protect himself.
Amidst the swirling yellow sand, Dahuang appeared, bit down on Wu Feng's calf, and used the Earth Escape Technique to rush back to the Marketplace.
This was a suppression born of absolute power.
Wu Feng had no strength to resist whatsoever and could only let himself be dragged away.
...
In just a few moments, a stone statue appeared in Li Chang'an's room.
"Dahuang, you can remove the Rock Armor from his head."
Upon receiving the order, Dahuang wagged his tail.
Soon, Wu Feng's head was revealed, but his body remained bound.
"Daoist Wu, we meet again."
Li Chang'an wore a smile, as if greeting an old friend he hadn't seen in years.
Wu Feng's heart trembled. He knew this was bad.
He forced a smile.
"Daoist... Daoist Li, what is the meaning of this?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Dahuang standing beside him.
A chill instantly ran down his spine.
Who would have thought that a mere Junior Cultivator at the Qi Refining Third Layer like Li Chang'an would possess a Spirit Beast at the Tier One Middle Stage Peak!
The tyrannical aura radiating from Dahuang alone was enough to make it hard for him to breathe.
"Daoist Li, could there be some misunderstanding between us?"
Wu Feng's voice trembled slightly as he clung to a sliver of hope.
He felt a pang of regret.
'If I had known about this Spiritual Dog's existence, I would have stayed as far away as possible!'
It now seemed likely that his younger brother, Wu Yun, had died under this Spiritual Dog's claws.
"Daoist Wu, you and I both know very well there is no misunderstanding."
Li Chang'an shook his head slightly and asked bluntly,
"How many people are in your group of Tribulation Cultivators, and why are you targeting me?"
"Tribulation Cultivator? What Tribulation Cultivator?"
Wu Feng's face paled as he still tried to deny it.
Li Chang'an pointed to the area around the room.
He said meaningfully, "Daoist Wu, I've already activated a Sound Insulation Talisman. No matter what happens in this room, no sound will escape."
The meaning behind his words was obvious.
If Wu Feng didn't start talking, he would surely resort to torture.
Hearing this, a chill crept up Wu Feng's spine.
The smile on his face completely vanished, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
He finally broke down and began to beg for mercy.
"Daoist Li, it has nothing to do with me! I was forced into it!"
"Oh?"
Li Chang'an smiled.
"Daoist Wu, why don't you tell me how you were forced?"
"Yes, yes..."
Wu Feng hastily explained.
According to him, he and his younger brother, Wu Yun, were originally just ordinary Cultivators.
Later, during a Treasure Hunting trip, they were unfortunately captured by two Tribulation Cultivators at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining.
"Those Tribulation Cultivators threatened us. They said if we didn't do their bidding, they would kill us immediately!"
At this point, Wu Feng's voice took on a sorrowful tone, and he desperately squeezed out a few tears.
After that, the two brothers became henchmen for the Tribulation Cultivators, responsible for luring people out of the Marketplace.
"What are the Cultivation levels of those two Tribulation Cultivators?"
Li Chang'an asked.
"One is at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer, and the other is at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer."
Wu Feng didn't dare to hide anything and answered honestly.
Hearing this, Li Chang'an pondered for a moment.
'Those two Tribulation Cultivators are too strong.'
'If we fight them head-on, Dahuang can only handle one. I'd have to deal with the other myself.'
'But I have no desire to face an opponent at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining directly.'
'Unless Dahuang can break through to the Tier One Late Stage, it's not wise to make a move. I should just stay inside the Marketplace.'
Li Chang'an made up his mind.
As long as he didn't leave the Marketplace, the Tribulation Cultivators couldn't do anything to him.
If the Tribulation Cultivators decided to risk attacking him at his home, the Divination would give him a warning.
'Worst comes to worst, I'll just run!'
"You still haven't said why those two Tribulation Cultivators are targeting me."
"Daoist Li, I find this strange as well..."
Wu Feng shook his head; he truly didn't know.
In his opinion, there were many more suitable targets in the Marketplace than Li Chang'an.
There was no need to waste time and energy on an old turtle like Li Chang'an!
"In the past, they would switch targets after failing once or twice, but this time, they've kept their focus on you."
"Is that so?"
Li Chang'an was lost in thought.
'It seems there's more to this than meets the eye.'
'Could it really be Zheng Jinbao?'
"Daoist Li, I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"
Wu Feng asked cautiously, his expression tense.
"I can swear to the heavens that I will never reveal what happened today to anyone!"
"Don't worry, Daoist Wu, I'll let you go."
Hearing this, Wu Feng instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next instant, a cold glint flashed before his eyes.
SHHIIINCK—
A thin Bloodline appeared starkly on his neck.
Wu Feng's eyes went wide, his mouth agape. He seemed to want to say something, but no words came out.
THUD!
A head fell to the floor.
A look of despair was still etched on its face.
With an indifferent expression, Li Chang'an wiped the blood from his Cyan Wood Sword.
"Alright, Dahuang, you can let him go now."