Qiankun Gourd

"Fellow Daoist Ye, we have been waiting for a long time!"

Zhang Tong smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you have worked hard on this journey. We have prepared a banquet. Please come in!"

Zhou Ping said with her beautiful eyes.

Accompanied by the two, Ye Feng came to a hall in the back hall of the Elders' Hall of Wudi City.

A banquet had been prepared in the hall, and the three of them sat down in turn.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Fairy Zhou and I would like to offer you a toast!"

Zhang Tong and Zhou Ping raised their glasses at the same time.

"Thank you!"

Ye Feng raised his glass.

The three of them drank it all in one gulp.

"I am a newcomer, please give me some pointers!"

Ye Feng said.

"Wudi City is adjacent to Diyuan City in the original God Country, and there are often some frictions between the two cities."

"The three of us are mainly responsible for guarding Wudi City and ensuring that the thirty level seven cities under its jurisdiction do not fall into the hands of the Original God Country."

"It was arranged like this before. I will be responsible for guarding Wudi City, and you and Fairy Guan will be responsible for fifteen cities each. What do you think, Brother Daoist Ye?"

Zhang Tong spoke.

"no problem!"

Ye Feng agreed.

Afterwards, Zhang Tong told him about the fifteen cities under Ye Feng's jurisdiction.

After the three of them had a chat, a disciple named Chen Niu brought Ye Feng to a hall floating high in the sky.

"Elder Ye, this is your cave, the 'Immortal Transformation Palace'!"

Chen Niu bowed and said.

"Okay, go down, I'll call you if I need anything!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and flew into the hall.

"Yes!" Chen Niu agreed and disappeared on the spot.

After walking around the hall, Ye Feng left Wudi City and flew towards the city under his jurisdiction.

"Let's go to Cangcheng first!"

Cangcheng is only ten thousand miles away from Wudi City. Ye Feng took a moment to appear near the city.

He hid his cultivation to the third level of Immortal Emperor and landed in front of the gate of Cangcheng.

Looking around, there was a constant stream of people entering and leaving the city.

Walking into the city, it is also very lively. This city is much larger than Panding City and Qirong City, and its prosperity far exceeds these two cities.

Disciples of the Wushen Sect patrolled the city from time to time to maintain public order.

Ye Feng walked on the main road and was quite satisfied with everything.

Soon, they arrived at the West City Market area and walked along the streets, checking every shop one by one to see what was going on.

"Brother, did you see that person?"

"He looks a little unfamiliar, definitely not a local, should we..."

A thin monk in the distance looked at Ye Feng and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Keep an eye on him!"

A short monk next to the thin monk said.

The thin monk nodded slightly.

Ye Feng had already discovered the existence of these two people, and deliberately spent a lot of magic stones in several larger shops to buy some magic weapons, elixirs, magic herbs, and spiritual materials.

Then he pretended to leave Cangcheng.

The thin monk and the short monk saw that Ye Feng bought so many things, and judged that he must be a big fat sheep, so they followed him out quietly.

When he was halfway through the flight, a thin monk and a short monk suddenly rushed out and blocked Ye Feng's way.

"Fellow Daoist, be smart and hand over all the treasures on you, otherwise you know the consequences!"

The short monk laughed coldly, and a fifth-level Immortal Emperor cultivator appeared.

The skinny monk showed the cultivation of the fourth-order immortal emperor realm and said, "Hand it over quickly!"

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng asked, with his hands behind his back.

"Humph, it seems like you're really new here, and even we don't know you!"

"It's okay to tell you, we are from Wushatang!"

"Be afraid!"

The thin monk smiled complacently.

"Brother, don't waste your time talking to him. Kill him!"

As the short monk spoke, he made a hand gesture and a long black sword flew out and killed Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and a flame suddenly flew out. The black sword was instantly shattered, and the flame directly pounced on the short man.

boom!

The short man was instantly engulfed in flames and burned to ashes in a moment.

"what?"

The skinny monk was so frightened when he saw this scene that he froze in place. He knew that he had met a powerful person, so he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me!"

"Take me to your Wusha Hall!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

"Yes Yes!"

The thin monk knew that Ye Feng was powerful and did not dare to go against his wishes. He quickly agreed and flew towards a mountain with Ye Feng.

Along the way, Ye Feng gained some understanding of Wushatang.

Wushatang is a small sect within the Wushen Sect that specializes in stealing treasures and killing people. They have people in every city.

The sect has a great elder who is at the ninth level of True God, and several other elders.

"If you do this, won't the Wushen Sect care?"

Ye Feng asked coldly.

"Senior, you may not know that as long as there are enough benefits, the guardians of the cities under the jurisdiction of Wudi City will not care about these things."

The thin monk said.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, understanding what the thin monk meant, but there were many doubts. How could the Wushen Sect allow such a sect that kills people and steals treasures to exist there? There must be some secrets, or someone supports them.

Soon, the thin monk brought Ye Feng to the vicinity of a tall mountain.

"Wang Shouzi, who is next to you?"

At this moment, a big man with a full beard flew over here with a group of monks. This big man with a full beard had the cultivation level of a ninth-level Immortal Emperor.

The disciples behind him all have the cultivation level of seventh or eighth level Immortal Emperor.

"Big Brother..."

Just as Wang Shouzi was about to explain something, several flames shot out from behind Ye Feng, instantly enveloping these people and burning them to ashes, including Wang Shouzi.

Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!

Hearing the screams, many cultivators flew down from the mountain, led by a long-faced old man who had the cultivation level of a fifth-level True God.

"Who are you, Excellency, and why are you trying to kill my sect's disciples?"

The long-faced old man said with a gloomy expression.

"Nothing, I just want to know who ordered you to kill people and steal treasures in Cangcheng!"

Ye Feng asked expressionlessly.

"Kill for treasure?"

“Haha, fellow Daoist, don’t you know that this has always been the case in the world of cultivation? It is very common for people with insufficient cultivation to be killed and robbed of their treasures. What’s so strange about this?”

The long-faced old man smiled.

"Oh! In that case, I'll kill you and take your treasure!"

Ye Feng said bluntly.

"You are a third-level Immortal Emperor, you are really courting death!"

"Come here, kill him!"

The long-faced old man's expression darkened and he gestured to the sect disciples behind him.

Upon hearing this, the sect disciples behind him took out their magic weapons and rushed towards Ye Feng to kill him.

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and an invisible force swept towards these people.

Boom boom boom!

Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!

Before these people got close to Ye Feng, they screamed and turned into a bloody mist and disappeared on the spot.

"What? Who are you?"

The long-faced old man was a little scared. Being able to kill these people instantly showed that this person's cultivation was definitely not low.

"You're next!"

Ye Feng pointed his finger and a flame shot out, instantly engulfing the old man. The old man screamed and was burned to ashes.