Chapter 280: Stirring from All Sides
Under the night sky, cool moonlight spilled down. Outside the Heavenly Mountain Wine Tavern, people moved about.
"What a sexy woman, truly beautiful."
Seeing Lan Jiao run out of the tavern, a drunkard's eyes lit up, and his steps carried him toward her.
"Beauty, so fair-skinned, haha..." This drunkard stared at Lan Jiao's chest, a lecherous gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Is that so? Then do you want to take a look?" A sweet smile curled at the corners of Lan Jiao's mouth, making the drunkard's eyes grow especially bright as he swallowed his saliva.
"Yes, yes..."
The surrounding crowd joined in the commotion, their gazes fixed on Lan Jiao.
"Then all of you, watch closely." Lan Jiao gave a seductive smile. Then, before everyone's eyes, the long dress she wore slowly slipped down, causing their breathing to quicken as they stared fixedly at the two pale mounds.
Yet in the next moment, they did not see the fullness they had anticipated. A splash of vivid blood blossomed in the air, and several screams shattered the tranquility of the night. The men who had been staring at Lan Jiao's chest all lay sprawled on the ground.
The people nearby glanced over, and instantly, a chill spread through them—an icy coldness.
They no longer dared to stare at Lan Jiao. This seductive woman was not someone they could defile.
In the distance, a line of white figures drifted toward them—a white sedan chair carried by four people, all dressed in white, their steps incredibly light and their speed extremely fast.
Pure white silhouettes, a white sedan chair with curtains, sped through the night like phantoms, or like celestial maidens of the night. In an instant, they arrived before the crowd.
Yet in the very next moment, they had already appeared far away, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.
"So fast!"
The crowd's eyes trembled. Gone—in an instant, they had simply vanished.
"And that sexy woman!" someone exclaimed. Then, everyone's gaze turned to where Lan Jiao had been standing. Their pupils contracted. There was no one there. Lan Jiao had disappeared without a trace.
Was it the sedan chair?
The ghostly white figures continued to weave through the main road. Inside the sedan chair, a beautiful woman looked at Lan Jiao with a half-smile and said, "Who made our Jiao Jiao so angry?"
"Yun Yi, it's all because of that terrible idea you gave me."
Lan Jiao's voice carried a hint of coquettishness as she pouted, looking very displeased.
"What's the matter? With our Jiao Jiao's charm, you still couldn't win him over?" Yun Yi chuckled softly.
"Yun Yi, you know full well, yet you still tease me. That bastard—I'll make him pay." Lan Jiao clenched her fist, a look of hatred in her eyes. That Lin Feng was too infuriating. She had used her Charm Illusion Art, even letting him imagine her body, yet she still hadn't succeeded. Lin Feng remained unmoved, which made her feel both furious and deeply wounded.
"Jiao Jiao, haven't you cultivated the Thousand Illusions Phantom Art? With your level, combined with your beauty and allure, how could you have failed?" Yun Yi spoke again, making Lan Jiao's gaze freeze. "What are you talking about? Why would I use the Thousand Illusions Phantom Art on him? I told you, I only practice that art for fun. Yun Yi, don't misunderstand."
As Lan Jiao spoke, she lowered her head, looking somewhat guilty, not daring to meet Yun Yi's eyes. At this moment, she was completely different from when she faced Lin Feng—she was the image of a young girl.
"Is that so?" Yun Yi gave a light laugh, a meaningful smile in her eyes.
"No wonder you failed, Jiao Jiao. Lin Feng, in a desperate situation, burned an entire city with fire and rode a thousand miles alone to rescue a princess. There's no need to say more about his courage and unwavering will. If you had subdued him so easily, I would have thought less of him instead."
"Hmm?" Lan Jiao's eyes lit up. She had actually used the Thousand Illusions Phantom Art, and it was her first time using it, but she had failed. That was why she was so angry. What made it worse was Lin Feng's final words: "If you don't mind, I do." This made Lan Jiao feel humiliated, as if she were the shameless one.
But what Yun Yi said seemed to make some sense. If she had subdued him so easily, it wouldn't have been as satisfying.
Besides, since she had used a powerful evil art like the Thousand Illusions Phantom, it was only natural for Lin Feng to misunderstand her.
"Jiao Jiao, endure a few more days. Word from above has come that the treasure has already appeared, though we don't know where yet. In a few days, accurate news will arrive. Once you obtain the treasure, you won't have to stay here any longer. Your trial from above should be coming to an end." Yun Yi's eyes flickered, her voice carrying a hint of ethereality. Lan Jiao had been in Tianluo Ancient City for quite some time now.
"Going back, huh!"
Lan Jiao murmured softly, a trace of confusion in her eyes.
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The next day, the Dream Pavilion still had ten treasures up for auction. The most exciting among them was a set of Earth-grade martial techniques. Although it was only lower-grade, once it reached the Earth level, its power was immense and not easily obtained.
Except for some large family forces and very powerful sects, ordinary people could hardly acquire techniques and martial arts above the Earth level on their own. That the Dream Pavilion actually had an Earth-grade martial technique for auction naturally drove many people wild with excitement.
In the end, this Earth-grade martial technique was bid on by the crowd, fetching a terrifying price of ten thousand mid-grade Origin Stones.
Additionally, there were other treasures in this auction, such as spirit weapons—specifically, ten mid-grade spirit weapons—which together also sold for a total of ten thousand mid-grade Origin Stones.
After the auction ended, Lan Jiao glanced at the private room where Lin Feng had been the day before. That shattered room was empty. Lin Feng had not come to collect his Origin Stones.
"Where is Lin Feng?"
Just then, a violent sound rang out, accompanied by a fierce shout.
A figure flew into the auction hall. The crowd that was leaving immediately scattered, and then the figure crashed heavily to the ground, his aura extinguished. The crowd's pupils contracted as their gazes turned toward the entrance of the auction hall.
There stood a domineering and imposing figure. This man was bald, and on his shiny head was a patch of scorched black, extremely conspicuous and ugly. Yet no one dared to show any mockery toward him. The people around him even subtly moved away, as if afraid to provoke this scourge.
"Lin Feng, get the hell out here." This man's eyes were sharp as he coldly shouted at the crowd.
"It seems this Vulture guy is after the demon fire."
The crowd thought to themselves. Yesterday, Lin Feng had killed Bing Yuan and repelled Leng Yue with a single sword strike, making a name for himself in Tianluo Ancient City. Immediately, many people began investigating him, and soon, many of Lin Feng's sensational deeds spread.
That handsome young man was actually the hero who had burned a city with fire. No wonder he was so domineering, directly killing Bing Yuan and nearly taking out Leng Yue as well.
However, precisely because Lin Feng had become famous, trouble had also arrived. Everyone knew he had snatched the demon fire, and in Tianluo Ancient City, there were many ruthless individuals.
Vulture was one of them. Moreover, he was very fond of the Nine-Tailed Demon Beast's demon fire. What made people even more wary was that Vulture had deep connections in Tianluo Ancient City. He had no reason to fear Lin Feng, even if Lin Feng had a Mysterious Martial Realm expert by his side.
Lan Jiao frowned slightly as she looked at Vulture and cursed inwardly, "Lin Feng, let's see how you handle this one."
This Vulture had a powerful background, and his own strength was at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm—the true peak. Characters like Bing Yuan and Leng Yue wouldn't dare provoke him.
Even if Bing Yuan had obtained the Nine-Tailed Fox's demon fire, he would probably have planned to leave Tianluo Ancient City quickly. Unfortunately, he wanted to kill Lin Feng but ended up leaving his own life behind in Tianluo Ancient City.
Back in the private room behind the auction hall, Yun Yi glanced at Lan Jiao and said softly, "Jiao Jiao, Lin Feng hasn't come to collect his Origin Stones yet. Why don't you deliver them to him?"
"Ah?"
Lan Jiao was stunned. Deliver them to Lin Feng?
"Fine. The Origin Stones are in my hands. Let's see how he begs me." Lan Jiao said fiercely.
"Jiao Jiao, don't break the rules of the Dream Pavilion." Yun Yi shook her head with a smile.
"Don't worry, Yun Yi. I'll just make things a little difficult for him." The more Lan Jiao thought about it, the more she felt she should teach Lin Feng a lesson. Her eyes gleamed.
Yun Yi handed the Origin Stones to Lan Jiao, who then left the area. Watching her disappearing figure, Yun Yi smiled and said, "Jiao Jiao, you girl need someone to straighten you out."
Lan Jiao walked out of the auction hall. Vulture had also learned that Lin Feng was not in the auction hall and was now inquiring about Lin Feng's whereabouts everywhere. He was determined to get the Nine-Tailed Fox's demon fire.
At the same time, at the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, covered in vast white snow.
A line of snow-white horses rushed out of the villa, leaving deep imprints on the snowy ground as they galloped wildly. They seemed not to feel the bitter cold.
Bing Yuan, the number one core disciple, had been killed in Tianluo Ancient City, shocking the entire Ice and Snow Mountain Villa!