Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Outside Ravenburg, on an official road, there were wild forests on both sides.

Zhou Qingfeng and his guide, Xiaolingtong, rode here together. The horse was a galloping horse summoned by magic. Now, the galloping horse's speed was slightly slower than Zhou Qingfeng's. However, considering that Xiaolingtong's strength was not very high, riding the galloping horse was already quite fast.

Xiao Lingtong stopped the horse and pointed to the yellowish-brown road in front of them, saying, "This is the Baron's supply route. A lot of supplies coming from the direction of Sword Tower have to be transported from here to Raven Castle. However, this road has been unsafe recently. The supply transport teams have been attacked repeatedly, and supplies and people have disappeared. The Baron sent two elite teams to investigate and try to eliminate the hidden dangers of this transport route, but they have also disappeared."

Zhou Qingfeng dismounted, squatted down to examine the remaining bloodstains and tire tracks by the roadside, and turned his head coldly, saying, "Wait for me here. Don't wander off, or you'll die."

"Brother Jiang, I think it's safer to follow you." Upon seeing this, Xiao Lingtong quickly dismounted and followed him.

"Be careful, run if things look bad." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Xiaolingtong and didn't say anything more. He didn't care whether Xiaolingtong lived or died. Since Xiaolingtong insisted on following, let it follow. To him, Xiaolingtong was just a tool he had hired temporarily. He didn't have much affection for it. If it died, it would die. There was no regret. However, Xiaolingtong still had some use for him. It was better if he didn't die, so as not to waste time and energy finding another well-informed guide, which would be quite troublesome.

Zhou Qingfeng followed the tire tracks with his head down, leaving the yellowish-brown transport road and quietly making his way towards the green wilderness forest beside it. Worried about encountering unknown enemy attacks ahead, he proceeded very cautiously. A flash of green light appeared in his palm as he took out the Immortal Execution Bow and fastened two bags of Immortal Execution Arrows to his waist.

They quickly reached a tall tree, several tens of feet high, where a corpse with its armor removed and its head severed was kneeling under the tree, its mouth stuffed with a rolled-up piece of paper. Upon seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng immediately hid behind the tree, looking out to observe his surroundings.

"Xiao Lingtong, go check what's stuffed in the corpse's mouth." Zhou Qingfeng coldly stared at Xiao Lingtong and sent him out to investigate without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lingtong stared wide-eyed and pointed to his nose: "Me?"

Zhou Qingfeng held the Immortal-Slaying Bow, the arrow nocked: "Go and take a look. Don't worry, trust me. If there's any danger, I'll provide remote support and ensure your safety."

Xiao Lingtong immediately looked miserable: "Boss, I'm just a guide. Do you think I look stupid? If something goes wrong, you'll just sell me off. I'd rather believe that a deity can descend from heaven to save me than rely on you to save me."

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at him sideways: "Add ten thousand coins."

Xiao Lingtong licked his lips, looking serious: "Boss, you should have just said so if you wanted more money. I'd do anything for you, even go through fire and water."

Zhou Qingfeng: "Go, stop talking nonsense."

Xiao Lingtong quickly emerged, looking around with a panicked expression, fearing he might be ambushed and killed. However, he was quick-witted and thought things through. In the no-man's-land, human life was worth less than a dog's; having life but no money meant living in hell. Even trading one's life for money depended on whether there was an opportunity. Now, with the chance to earn an extra ten thousand coins, Xiao Lingtong certainly wouldn't let it pass, because he wanted to leave the no-man's-land, but all of this required money—lots and lots of money.

He was observant and attentive, forming hand seals with one hand. At the slightest sign of trouble, he was ready to use his magic to escape. Hoping that the man surnamed Jiang could actually save his life at a crucial moment was a joke. He, Xiao Lingtong, had survived in the no-man's-land for more than ten years without relying on or trusting anyone.

Slowly walking up to the corpse, Xiao Lingtong shakily reached out to remove the wad of paper from the corpse's mouth, then suddenly pulled it out and took several steps back away from the corpse.

The corpse remained unresponsive, with only a swarm of flies buzzing around it, and there was no sign of enemy attack.

The little mobile phone waved back, holding up a crumpled piece of paper: "Brother Jiang, it's alright, you're safe!"

Zhou Qingfeng was no longer in his original spot. He had moved to a new hiding place and observed his surroundings. Sure enough, he saw a beautiful young woman in a yellow outfit hiding on a tree trunk. She had already drawn her sword and was aiming at Xiao Lingtong. With just a thought, she could cut off Xiao Lingtong's head.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng leaped silently and landed behind the girl, pressing the arrowhead of the Zhuxian Arrow against her throat: "Don't move, or you'll die."

The girl's expression changed in surprise, but she maintained her sword-riding posture and coldly replied, "Kill me or do whatever you want, I will never surrender."

Zhou Qingfeng said, "Killing is not my goal. Now answer my questions, and I will decide how to deal with you afterwards. What is your name?"

Girl: "Ningcha."

Zhou Qingfeng: "What do you do?"

Ning Cha: "I am a member of the resistance."

Zhou Qingfeng: "So, you're the ones who attacked Cai Guozhong's supply lines?"

Ning Cha: "Yes, so what? We are born to be fish and rice people, and we will die to be fish and rice people. We are better than you bunch of lackeys and traitors!"

Zhou Qingfeng thrust the Zhuxian Arrow forward, and Ning Cha instinctively tiptoed and tilted her head back, her throat pierced by the sharp arrow: "Woman, before you figure out whether someone is friend or foe, you'd better keep basic manners in your speech. Now take me to see your resistance leader, I have something to say to him."

Ning Cha felt the arrow in her throat disappear and turned around to glare angrily.

Zhou Qingfeng took seven steps back, maintaining the posture of drawing a bowstring, his eyes cold: "Lead the way, stop talking nonsense, or you can try it."

Seeing this, Ning Cha immediately shut up, her anger subsiding instantly. She glared at Zhou Qingfeng, raised her hand to recall her flying sword, and then leaped to the ground. Zhou Qingfeng followed her, landing as well, always keeping a seven-step distance, maintaining a distance that would allow him to instantly draw his bow and shoot an arrow to kill Ning Cha.

Xiao Lingtong ran over, looking surprised: "Awesome! Brother Jiang is so resourceful! He actually managed to find the enemy lying in ambush nearby. This woman must be the one who attacked our Baron's supply convoy. I never expected such a beauty to be a robber. I've really opened my eyes today."

Ning Cha was furious: "You're the thief! Your whole family are thieves!"

"I warned you, and you still dare to talk nonsense." Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and punched Ning Cha in the waist and abdomen, knocking Ning Cha to her knees with her hands on her stomach. She broke a rib and vomited bile in pain. Then Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Lingtong without any emotional fluctuation. He had heard too much flattery and was immune to it. Besides, he had no interest in showing off in front of Xiao Lingtong.

He said, "Take a look at what's written on the paper."

"Oh, okay, Brother Jiang." Xiao Lingtong unfolded the crumpled paper and showed it to everyone. It contained a very vicious curse: "Cai Guozhong, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! I curse you to die a horrible death, and may your sons be born without skin like swallows! The ones who robbed you are our resistance army! Surprised? Unexpected?"

Seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng felt it was pointless, so he looked away and grabbed Ning Cha by the back of the neck: "I told you not to talk nonsense. This time I'll teach you a lesson. Remember, if you say another word without my permission, I'll break one of your ribs. Understand?"

Ning Cha gasped in pain, "Ming, I understand."

Zhou Qingfeng: "That counts as one sentence."

Ning Cha: "???"