Chapter 1144: Frenzied Plundering
"Have a big heart, be ruthless!" Lin Feng muttered Qiongqi's words as he walked out of the Fate Temple. The Fate Temple could even exchange time—what couldn't it exchange? It was terrifying. If one had enough Fate Points, they could probably even exchange for cultivation base!
But if he were to exchange for cultivation base, the required Fate Points would likely be astronomical. What he needed to think about now was how to obtain a reasonable number of Fate Points and then exchange them for something most valuable to him.
"I wonder how Meng Qing is doing," Lin Feng murmured to himself. Meng Qing had said she would come find him, so he hadn't bothered to ask about locating her. Even if he had, his Fate Points probably wouldn't be enough to find her.
"Lin Feng, don't wait for me. Cultivate well. I'll help you seize Fate Points!"
Just then, an ethereal voice reached Lin Feng's ears, causing his steps to falter slightly. The voice was unmistakably Meng Qing's.
Smiling bitterly, Lin Feng shook his head speechlessly and murmured to himself, "Meng Qing, why are you doing this?"
Lin Feng didn't believe Meng Qing didn't want to be with him, but she had chosen to go help him seize Fate Points instead.
"Take care of yourself!" Lin Feng said to himself. With Meng Qing's abilities, he believed she could take care of herself, as long as she didn't encounter anyone too monstrous.
As Lin Feng walked out of the Fate Temple, the crimson light on his brow dimmed until there was no mark left at all. After entering the Fate Temple once, the fifty Fate Points he had obtained at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm were completely exhausted. He hadn't been in Fate City long—perhaps he was the first to hit zero.
What Lin Feng didn't know was that in a densely populated area of Fate City, someone had hit zero the fastest. After entering Fate City, this guy's first move was to spend all his Fate Points on a single teleportation, sending him to a very crowded place. Then he hid for a moment before swaggering into the sky for a stroll.
Instantly, countless people were drawn to him, because this guy was a demonic beast—and a very famous one at that: the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi. Seeing him wagging his tail as he floated through the void, how could anyone resist the urge to capture him as a mount or pet? So, many experts in the surrounding area mobilized.
Facing the pursuit, Qiongqi lay down pitifully in one spot, looking utterly pathetic. Many people simultaneously reached out to claim him, and in the process, they started fighting among themselves, trying to plunder each other's Fate Points. But just then, a terrifying beam of light shot into the sky, engulfing everyone. All the Fate Points converged and fell into the brow of that pitiful demonic beast, Qiongqi. After obtaining the Fate Points, Qiongqi lazily got up and headed back to the Fate Temple, planning to spend some Fate Points to teleport himself to another area.
Lin Feng knew nothing of this. If he knew Qiongqi was hunting Fate Points with such a tactic, he might have immediately thought of teleporting to that guy's side to snatch his Fate Points. Too ruthless, too underhanded!
"Buzz!" Just then, an intense sense of crisis struck Lin Feng, sending chills down his spine. Then, on the ground, he saw a shadow.
"Shadow Hunter!" Lin Feng's expression hardened, and he roared, "Die!"
As his voice fell, a brilliant sword beam shot from Lin Feng's mouth. Terrifying sword energy erupted in that instant—lawless, annihilating everything. The surrounding void seemed to transform into a domain of swords.
How terrifying was an Eighth Layer peak Sword Dao Will? Drops of blood blossomed, splattering beside the shadow. Then Lin Feng saw the shadow flee at lightning speed, retreating immediately after failing its strike.
"Stay!" Lin Feng snorted coldly. His Wind Will, which had already reached the Sixth Layer, combined with the Carefree Step Art, made him move like a ghost. In an instant, he appeared in front of the shadow. A cold light flashed as the Celestial Fate Sword emerged. A line of blood appeared in the void, and then all the Fate Points on the opponent's brow flowed into Lin Feng's.
"So... fast!"
The Shadow Hunter's figure appeared before collapsing. His cultivation was at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, giving him sixty Fate Points—now belonging to Lin Feng.
"Shadow Hunters—every one I see, I kill!" Lin Feng spat out a cold syllable. In Fate City, seizing Fate Points didn't necessarily require killing; defeating an opponent was enough. But if someone tried to kill him, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't be polite. Of course, there were some people he would kill on sight—Shadow Hunters, assassins from the Emperor-Slaying Alliance, certain people from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace, and people from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, among others.
Looking at his surroundings, the area outside the Fate Temple was open and not suitable for ambushes. However, the Fate Temple was indeed a good place to hunt Fate Points. Anyone who obtained enough Fate Points would come to the nearest Fate Temple to trade. Here, one didn't even need to search for people—just plunder the fruits of others' labor. That Shadow Hunter had been thinking the same thing.
"How can I seize the most Fate Points in the shortest time?" Lin Feng pondered. Countless people had entered Fate City. From the Eight Wastelands, everyone who considered themselves somewhat talented had come, hoping to change their fate. Just Sword City alone had gathered who knows how many Heavenly Martial Realm cultivators. Moreover, there were opportunities within Fate City itself to stabilize Fate Points and increase them. So Fate Points were definitely not scarce. What he needed was to obtain enough Fate Points before others could exchange them. This was a true opportunity.
Unfortunately, martial cultivation was too difficult, and his cultivation was still not high enough. If he had reached the high-level Heavenly Martial Realm, he could act freely and plunder Fate Points at the fastest speed. But at his current level, it might be a bit difficult. Fate City was filled with countless geniuses. If he had to seize them one by one, how long would it take to gather ten thousand Fate Points?
His body flickered, and soon Lin Feng was on top of a building. With a thought, the Celestial Fate Sword left its sheath, soaring upward into the clouds.
At that moment, through the Celestial Fate Sword, Lin Feng's field of vision expanded immensely. People and buildings within a hundred miles all entered his line of sight.
"So many people!" Lin Feng murmured. He activated both the Silver Wing Battle Soul and the Shadow Battle Soul, quietly concealing his form, while the Celestial Fate Sword trembled and hummed in the void.
"Buzz, buzz!" Two figures soared into the air, arriving beside the Celestial Fate Sword. Cold light flickered in their eyes.
"Using a Sacred Artifact as bait? Since you're offering, I'll take it!" one of them shouted coldly. He stepped forward and instantly grabbed the hilt of the Celestial Fate Sword. Terrifying divine sense power surged out, trying to subdue the sword.
"Hmm?" But soon his brow furrowed slightly. This Sacred Artifact sword was abnormal—he couldn't find a way in. Suddenly, a terrifying force pulled him downward, making his expression tighten.
"Looks like you can't subdue it." At that moment, the other person lunged forward, grabbing the hilt of the Celestial Fate Sword just like the first. If they could seize a Sacred Artifact, plundering Fate Points would be much easier.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." The Celestial Fate Sword trembled and shuddered continuously, as if about to be subdued. But just as the two were smirking, a cold voice came from the void: "Soul Sword, Return to One!"
"Chi, chi..." Two brilliant beams shot out like lightning, piercing into the brows of the two men.
"Ah!" Both screamed almost simultaneously as their divine sense was attacked, their souls stinging with pain.
"Hand over your Fate Points!" A cold voice descended, and then they felt a large hand on their shoulders. Terrifying Sealing Power enveloped them, sealing their strength.
The Return to One Sword Art had three forms: the first, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One; the second, Man and Sword as One; the third, Soul Sword Return to One. The expert who created this sword art must have been a powerful sword cultivator. Lin Feng had never been able to grasp it before, but now he understood: Soul Sword Return to One was a technique only usable by those who had condensed a sword soul. By merging the soul into the sword, once the sword soul was fully formed, its power would be even more terrifying.
The two men stared at Lin Feng, their expressions ugly, their souls still stinging. They had been tricked by someone at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm! Both were at the Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm—one had one hundred and ten Fate Points, the other seventy. Now, all of them belonged to Lin Feng, directly falling onto his brow.
Lin Feng's Fate Points instantly became more condensed, turning orange. Two hundred and forty Fate Points. On his brow were two orange marks and four crimson marks.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Lin Feng felt his life force seemed to have grown stronger, his whole body filled with a powerful energy. So Fate Points had such marvelous effects!
"Farewell!" Lin Feng struck both men with a palm, then flickered away instantly. At the same time, the Celestial Fate Sword raced through the void, as if afraid others wouldn't notice. Using the sword as bait was obvious to anyone, but those with strength didn't care. What they didn't expect was that the fatal strike would come from the sword itself. When they grabbed the sword, there was no defense—unless their divine sense was extremely strong or they had special divine sense defense techniques.
An hour later, Lin Feng had used this method to obtain five hundred Fate Points. There had been a few failures where he was chased, but sometimes he escaped, and sometimes he counter-plundered.
Half a day later, Lin Feng's Fate Points had accumulated to one thousand five hundred, taking on a faint yellow hue. His Fate Points were solid, and his entire body was filled with terrifying power. Lin Feng's aura seemed sharper. He could now confirm that Fate Points could nourish a person, strengthening their life force.
Fate City was vast beyond measure, and in Lin Feng's eyes, it grew more mysterious by the moment. This was an incredible opportunity for him. With enough Fate Points, he could achieve anything.
"Too slow. The plundering speed isn't fast enough!" Lin Feng muttered to himself. Plundering one thousand five hundred Fate Points in half a day—he thought it wasn't enough. If others knew, they might be furious.
Of course, there were indeed some powerful individuals who swept through everything, plundering faster than Lin Feng. But no one would have guessed that the most terrifying of all was a demonic beast. Its Fate Points were already green, meaning they had exceeded ten thousand!
PS: It's the end of the month. The flower count is very pitiful—only about a dozen per day—but this pitiful number has still secured second place. Those of you who fought with me last month should know that a hundred or two hundred flowers can overturn everything in an instant. There are only three days left. If we end up in second place, I'll explode with twelve chapters on the 1st to thank you, brothers. But I hope you'll give it your all—don't let it be this dismal data. Remember, on the 10th, we took first place. Now others have twice as many as us!