Chapter 29: Pentakill! Team Wipe!

"Kid, you're just finding out now? You really are naively cute, hahahaha..." Wang Tong let out a weird, snickering laugh.

The other martial artists beside him also surrounded him with ill intent, their eyes gleaming with greed.

They weren't disciples of the Tianyun Sword Sect at all, but rogue cultivators wandering the Great Desolation Mountain Range hunting demon beasts. Unlike sect disciples, the cultivation conditions for these rogue cultivators were much poorer. Having finally spotted a lone martial artist like Ling Feng with relatively low strength, they naturally harbored wicked intentions.

If they could get their hands on the Qi Refining cultivation methods of the Wenxian Sect, their strength would definitely jump several tiers!

"I hate sect disciples like you the most. So what if you have a sect as a backer? So what if you can practice a few more martial techniques? You're all brainless idiots. Big brother, don't waste words with him. Kill him first; the secret manuals and sword谱 must be on him!" the thin man said, filled with resentment.

Zhu Xia also narrowed her eyes, laughing so hard her body shook. "Little brother, you can't blame them for being ruthless. If you have someone to blame, blame your own stupidity!"

As they spoke, the five rogue cultivators, wielding their weapons, closed in from all directions, surrounding Ling Feng in a tight circle.

In their eyes, Ling Feng had just performed a lethal sword strike and was currently in an extremely weakened state. No matter how formidable his original strength might have been, he was now at the end of his rope—a turtle caught in a jar.

"Kid, are you going to cooperate obediently, or do you want us to get hands-on? You probably don't know the torture methods of our Black Ridge Five Ghosts yet. We'll make sure you wish you were dead!" Wang Tong laughed sinisterly, a sharp contrast to his seemingly "honest" face.

"Sigh..." Ling Feng shook his head and let out a slight sigh. "If you guys had just cooperated with me, killed the Cloud-Patterned Tiger, and given me the demon core, we could have lived in peace, and you could have even obtained that Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruit. Unfortunately..."

Ling Feng raised his head, his eyes filled with a cold, murderous intent that made people shudder.

"Unfortunately, your greed is insatiable. And greedy people generally don't have good endings." A sinister curve played at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, as if everything was under his control.

Wang Tong's heart trembled slightly. His expression turned grim, but he forced himself to remain calm, snorting coldly, "Kid, stop pretending. You're at your limit. I don't believe you can perform a lethal strike like that a second time. Do you think you still have the right to contend with us? Idiot, I originally wanted to leave you a way out, but now you've failed to cherish it yourself!"

"Damn it, why are you still talking? Get him!"

The thin man let out a low growl, clutching a blue-tinted, poisoned dagger, and lunged fiercely at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng stood his ground and simply extended two fingers, catching the blade of the dagger with unerring precision. With a slight squeeze of his fingers, a "crack" rang out, and the dagger shattered into pieces, scattering across the ground.

"Hahaha, idiot, you really are so stupid and naive!" The thin man laughed instead of being surprised. "Idiot, I might as well tell you, the blade of this dagger is coated in potent poison. Even a tiny touch will seep into your body. With your meager cultivation, it won't be long before you turn into a pool of blood!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. As the successor to the Medical Saint, such a minor poison was nothing more than a joke to him!

In a flash, Ling Feng made a grasping motion, caught a single shard of the dagger, and flicked it with his finger. The shard instantly pierced through the thin man's throat.

"Hahaha—"

The laughter stopped abruptly. The thin man's body convulsed violently, and then he fell backward.

Dead!

"Third Brother!" Wang Tong and the others felt their eyelids twitch. They looked at Ling Feng, then at the corpse gradually settling on the ground. Their eyes nearly split with rage, their pupils bloodshot as they glared at Ling Feng. "How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"That was the Corrupt Blood Poison we bought for hundreds of crystal coins in Xuanwu City! Even a peak second-tier demon beast wouldn't be able to remain unharmed after being touched by such poison!"

Zhu Xia and the remaining two rogue cultivators were all stunned. That poison was said to be infallible, yet it had failed against this kid?

"Hmph, it's your turn!" Ling Feng's expression turned cold. His aura shifted, and a terrifying, sharp energy surged toward the heavens.

"Bastard, you're just a mere fifth-stage Qi Condensation realm! Attack! All of you, attack together! I don't believe he can withstand all of us at once!" Wang Tong roared, brandishing his longsword as he was the first to strike fiercely.

The other rogue cultivators also let out loud shouts, emboldened. "Die!"

"Hmph!"

Ling Feng stepped forward with the Swift Light Footwork. His figure became as elusive as flowing clouds and lightning, splitting into three shadows as if he had three heads and six arms.

A sword strike!

A brilliant flash of sword light erupted, like a ribbon of the Milky Way, sweeping through with starlight.

*Squelch!*

It was the sound of blood spraying from necks!

"Such a fast sword!"

That was the final thought in the minds of the three remaining people, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Then, they saw the bodies of Zhu Xia and the other two rogue cultivators stiffen before falling straight to the ground!

"Second Brother, Fifth Brother, Fourth Sister!"

Wang Tong began to tremble violently. He felt fear, anger, but mostly, regret!

"No... don't kill me, don't kill me..." Wang Tong's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, a foul smell wafting from him.

This Wang Tong had actually pissed himself from fear!

"Don't worry, my sword is very fast!"

Cold killing intent flickered in Ling Feng's eyes, but a faint smile hung on his face. His voice was gentle, as if he were a benevolent Buddha.

"Ah!"

In the next moment, a scream rang out, startling every bird within a hundred feet.

"One reaps what one sows."

Ling Feng flicked the blood off the tip of his sword. His expression was calm as he glanced over the five corpses on the ground, his heart unmoved.

Perhaps it was because he had become numb from killing since the first time he activated the Eye of the Emperor, or perhaps it was because, as a healer, he had seen too much life and death.

He felt absolutely no pity for those who deserved to die.

After carefully searching the corpses and collecting their spatial bags, Ling Feng did not bother to count his spoils. Instead, he walked toward the Heaven and Earth Exotic Fruit.

"So it is the Sky-Sun Crimson Blood Fruit, and a mature one at that."

A smile appeared on Ling Feng's lips. He had suspected it from a distance, and now he had finally confirmed it.

"Good stuff. It's a pity I don't have a box made of Warm Jade to store this treasure." Ling Feng frowned slightly. Wang Tong and his group were ignorant of treasures and had only brought ordinary wooden boxes.

Once the Sky-Sun Crimson Blood Fruit was picked, its medicinal efficacy would rapidly dissipate unless it was kept in a jade box.

"Fine, I'll just have to consume it as soon as possible." Ling Feng took a deep breath, uprooted the fruit, and then leaped away to find a nearby secluded spot.