Qiankun Gourd

Half a month later, Ye Feng appeared in Yaozhou City.

Yaozhou City is located at the border between Yue State and Wu State. Due to its remote location, its prosperity is far less than that of Shanghai City and Qingzhou City.

In recent years, wars have often occurred between the Kingdom of Yue and the Kingdom of Wu, making this already poor city even worse.

Ye Feng walked in the deserted Yaozhou City, surrounded by earthen walls and houses, the tallest of which was only two stories high.

There are even fewer shops in the city, and there seem to be only one or two inns.

Ye Feng found an open-air teahouse on the side of the avenue and sat down, but his eyes were constantly looking around.

"Although there are few people here, there are many immortal cultivators!"

Ye Feng saw the pedestrians passing by the teahouse, all of whom exuded different spiritual auras, and thought secretly in his heart.

"Sir, what kind of tea would you like to drink?" A teahouse waiter came to Ye Feng and asked.

Ye Feng glanced at the waiter. It turned out that this waiter also had some cultivation. However, his cultivation was not high, and he seemed to be only at the second or third level of Qi Refining.

"Oh, what kind of tea do you have here? Just serve me whatever kind of tea you have!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

The waiter's eyes were fixed on the several large and small storage bags on Ye Feng's waist.

"This guy actually has so many storage bags and a spirit beast bag, he must be worth a lot!"

The guy thought greedily.

"Sir, our Xiangyehong here is very delicious. Would you like a pot?"

"Okay, let's go with Xiangyehong!"

Ye Feng said casually.

"Come on!"

The guy agreed and went to work.

After a while, the waiter brought Ye Feng a pot of fragrant tea.

"By the way, little brother! Have you heard of the name Ren Feichi?" Ye Feng asked.

"Ren Feichi?"

The waiter began to think after hearing this.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, took out a spirit stone and placed it on the table.

When the waiter saw the spiritual stone, he smiled happily: "Sir, please wait a moment. I will ask the shopkeeper for you."

After the waiter finished speaking, he picked up the spirit stone and ran into the house.

"Boss, someone is asking about the whereabouts of the boss!" the waiter said to a middle-aged man in a gray robe in the room.

"Oh, what kind of person is he?"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly.

"It's a young man. The storage bag on his waist is bulging. He looks like he is worth a lot of money!"

The waiter said.

"Don't be careless. Since he is here to see the boss, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Please invite him into the house first. I will inform the boss and let him make the decision."

The middle-aged man said.

"As you command, sir!"

The waiter agreed and walked out of the house.

"Sir, our shopkeeper doesn't know the person you are looking for, but..."

"But what?"

"However, if you can spend spirit stones, our shopkeeper can help you inquire about it."

"Haha, forget it then!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng waved his hand and said.

Ye Feng thought that they just wanted to earn more spirit stones. If that was the case, it would alert the enemy. Since they didn't know, forget it. He would just go to the city and look for it slowly.

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he left without even drinking the tea, leaving behind a low-grade spirit stone.

Upon seeing this, the waiter hurried back to report to the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man had already left the teahouse and went to report to their boss.

Ye Feng naturally didn't know about these things. He walked on the street, observing as he went.

In a courtyard somewhere.

"What? Someone came to Yaozhou City to look for me?"

A big man in a brocade robe looked at the middle-aged man in the teahouse and asked expressionlessly,

"Did you see who it was?"

"He is a young man with a bulging storage bag on his waist. He is either a cultivator from a major sect or the son of a certain clan."

The middle-aged man replied.

"What is supposed to come has come!"

"Boss, do you know who he is?"

"Well, it's probably my fellow apprentices from the Yellow Wind Valley who are here to look for me!"

"Disciples of the Yellow Wind Valley! Fortunately we didn't take action, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

"Can you tell the other party's cultivation level?"

"There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on the other party!"

“It seems that this junior brother’s cultivation is not simple. He can hide his aura so well.

Pass the order down, tell everyone to be cautious, don't do anything weird, and take action if there's a chance."

"As ordered!"

Ye Feng stayed in the city for a day, but didn't find any news about Ren Feichi. No wonder, he had just arrived and it was not easy to find Ren Feichi.

As night fell, Ye Feng stayed in an inn.

He didn't want anything to eat, but the innkeeper was very welcoming and sent him a table of delicious food.

"Hehe! You think you can fool me with this little trick? In that case, I will just take advantage of your trick!"

Ye Feng took a bite of the side dish and found that it was poisonous, so he took advantage of the situation and pretended to faint after eating all the dishes, and lay on the table.

Soon, several figures walked in.

“Haha, Yellow Wind Valley disciples are no more than this!”

A slightly plump middle-aged man in a black robe smiled slightly.

"Xiao Liuzi, go get his storage bag and tie him up. Then we'll go see the boss."

"Yes, from the shopkeeper!"

A young man agreed and waved his hand behind him, and several big men walked in.

Just as they approached Ye Feng, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Several flying needles suddenly flew out and pierced the throats of these people.

Before these people could react, they screamed and covered their throats with their hands. A needle hole appeared in their throats and blood spurted out of the needle hole.

Bang! Bang! Bang! They fell to the ground in an instant.

The plump middle-aged man was startled by this and turned around to run away.

"If you don't want to live, leave!"

Ye Feng suddenly stood up and said lightly.

The slightly plump middle-aged man trembled with fear when he heard this. His legs became weak and his pants became wet, with an unknown liquid dripping onto the ground.

Yes, he was scared to death!

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life! Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!"

The slightly plump middle-aged man turned around and looked at Ye Feng with horror on his face. Seeing that Ye Feng was safe and sound after eating the poisonous vegetables, he was extremely scared.

"Tell me, what's your name? Who told you to do this?"

Ye Feng looked at the slightly plump middle-aged man as if nothing had happened and said coldly.

"this..."

The slightly plump monk was a little hesitant.

Seeing that he was a little hesitant, Ye Feng waved his hand and a flying needle suddenly flew out, piercing into the right arm of the slightly fat middle-aged man with a "puff".

Aaah...!

The slightly plump middle-aged man screamed, hugged his arms, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life, fellow Daoist, spare my life, I will tell you, I will tell you!"

"This is just a lesson. If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"