Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Son of an Old Friend

"My name is Yin Feng, a relative by marriage to the Xiao family. I am grateful to Brother Xiao Chong for saving my life." After calming down, Yin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his hands in a salute to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong glanced at the other person, somewhat puzzled: "You know me?"

Yin Feng laughed and said, "Brother Xiao is currently riding high; I'm afraid there's no one in Feiyue City who doesn't know your name."

"Oh."

Xiao Chong casually agreed, thinking to himself that everyone really hoped he would die soon so they could make a fortune from the gambling den.

He had never had much affection for the Xiao family disciples. These people only knew how to bully him, and very few of them were as genuinely kind to him as the fat man. Therefore, he did not want to pay much attention to them.

After agreeing, Xiao Chong walked up to the Bloodthirsty Silver Bear, carefully kicked it to make sure it was really dead, and then prepared to collect his spoils.

The ferocious beasts of Tianyun Continent are mostly strong and robust because they are nourished by the primordial energy of heaven and earth. However, they do not know how to cultivate, and can only rely on instinct to gather the primordial energy in one place, forming a beast core stored in their brains.

The stronger and longer these beasts live, the higher the quality of their beast cores. Some very special beasts, due to the long period of nourishment from their flesh and blood, even have beast cores containing vital energy that is no less than that of a top-grade elixir.

Just as Xiao Chong was about to take out the Bloodthirsty Silver Bear's core, Yin Feng, completely unfazed by his coldness, eagerly moved closer and said, "Let me do this dirty work."

"Hmm? Is this an attempt to grab some straws? You've picked the wrong target, haven't you?" Xiao Chong's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze toward the other person immediately became quite intriguing.

"Why did the weather suddenly turn a bit cold?"

Yin Feng looked up at the sky in confusion, and when he saw Xiao Chong's wary gaze, he immediately understood and quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I just wanted to help you take out the beast core so that you wouldn't get your clothes dirty."

As he spoke, Yin Feng plunged his sword into the wound behind the Bloodthirsty Silver Bear's head, and with a forceful stab, a crossbow bolt and a gleaming beast core jumped out.

"This beast core is almost the size of an egg yolk, and the quality is quite good." Yin Feng picked up the beast core and the crossbow bolt, wiped them clean on his clothes, and handed them to Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong took it, put it away, thanked him, and turned to leave.

But after taking only a few steps, he turned back and asked, "Why are you still following me?"

Yin Feng smiled awkwardly: "It's better to be with Brother Xiao so we can look out for each other."

"No need." Xiao Chong's face darkened, and seeing that the other party had stopped, he turned around and walked away quickly.

"Having barely escaped death, how can I put myself in danger again? It seems I'll have to use my trump card, but I don't know if it will work."

Yin Feng pondered for a moment, then quickly caught up and said with a smile, "It's fate that we met, Brother Xiao, why keep me at arm's length?"

Why does this sound so familiar? It's like I've heard it somewhere before. Xiao Chong struggled to recall.

Yin Feng was very talkative, sticking to the other person like a leech: "Actually, we do have some history. My father met Brother Xiao once."

"Is this an attempt to appeal to family ties?" Xiao Chong wondered, even more puzzled. "May I ask who your father is?"

“My father works at the Martial Arts Pavilion.” Yin Feng stared intently at Xiao Chong.

As if worried that the other party might have a bad memory, he thought for a moment and then reminded them, "They are specifically responsible for guarding the books and armory on the second floor."

"So it's that middle-aged cultivator's son. This is troublesome. I owed that man a favor, and I can't just abandon his son out of courtesy and reason."

Upon hearing the other party mention the Martial Arts Pavilion, Xiao Chong suddenly remembered it and felt extremely troubled.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Chong hesitated and said, "How about this, you stay with me for now, and we'll separate when we encounter other Xiao family disciples."

Seeing that the other party seemed somewhat puzzled, he thought for a moment and then said, "It's not that I'm unwilling to help you, but Tie Changqing and I have made a life-or-death deal. If you follow me, it will be even more dangerous if you encounter the other party."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Brother Xiao." Yin Feng thanked Xiao Chong again.

After reaching an agreement, the two headed towards the outer edge of Broken Soul Ridge, because only in this way could they possibly encounter other Xiao family disciples as soon as possible.

But before they had gone far, Xiao Chong realized that this decision was a huge mistake.

Yin Feng was indeed very talkative, but also quite verbose, asking questions incessantly throughout the journey, much like a chatterbox. Even his form of address changed from "Brother Xiao" to "Elder Brother Xiao."

"Brother Xiao, I heard you've been under Inspector Xiao's individual training for three months. Have you gained anything from it?"

"Brother Xiao, how confident are you in making this life-or-death deal with the Tie family disciples?"

"Brother Xiao, based on the results of this hunting competition, how much of a chance do you think we have?"

"Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Chong believed that Yin Feng must be the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang, and that he himself was the pitiful monkey who suffered endless torment.

But there was no way around it; being a monkey meant he had to escort Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West, and he couldn't bring himself to leave a debt unpaid.

But why do I always fantasize about having an iron bar in my hand?

Compared to Xiao Chong's troubles, Tie Xiaoyi, a disciple of the Tie family, was in a very good mood at this moment.

Over the course of three days, he and his younger brother Tie Xiaoyi had hunted down and killed one disciple of the Xiao family and two disciples of the Situ family.

Tie Xiaoyi had already reached the level of a martial arts apprentice and had opened twelve acupoints in his body, while Tie Xiaoyi had opened one more acupoint than him.

Therefore, the two brothers were very confident that they could kill the four foreign disciples who were seriously injured in front of them.

These four disciples from outside the main clans were not from any one family, but rather two each from the Xiao and Situ families. Although the other side had temporarily formed an alliance in the face of danger, Tie Xiaoyi firmly believed that such an alliance was unreliable.

The four of them not only couldn't cooperate sincerely, but also had to be wary of each other. Compared to the unbreakable relationship between himself and his younger brother, the other side's alliance crumbled at the slightest blow and couldn't withstand any storm.

The four disciples from the Xiao and Situ families ran ahead at breakneck speed, while Tie Xiaoyi and Tie Xiaoyi followed leisurely behind, not in a hurry at all.

"Let's run. We'll get tired of running. Once their wounds are dry, we brothers can save some energy."

Tie Xiaoyi, trailing behind the four, even had the leisure to joke with her younger brother.

“Brother is so thoughtful. Let’s play with them a little longer,” Tie Xiaoyi said, following his brother’s lead.

Sure enough, as noon approached, the four people in front gradually slowed down.

As they got closer to the four people, Tie Xiaoyi smiled at his younger brother and said, "It's almost noon, brother, let's put in a little more effort and not miss lunch."

"I'll do whatever you say, brother," Tie Xiaoyi replied, and the two began to speed up.