# Chapter 281: Doorstep Threats
At Heavenly Mountain Wine Tavern, Lin Feng sat at a wine table, drinking and thinking.
As for the Origin Stones at the auction house, he wasn't in a hurry. They were in Dream Pavilion and couldn't run away.
"Did you hear? Our Tianluo Ancient City will soon have a rare treasure appear." At this moment, a faint sound rang out, drawing the attention of many people.
"What do you mean 'in the next few days'? I also heard that this rare treasure has already appeared, it's just that no one has discovered it yet."
"How is that possible? When a rare treasure appears, there are always major disturbances. If it really showed up, it would definitely alarm Tianluo Ancient City. How could there be no news at all?"
"Hmph, that's just your imagination. It's true that some rare treasures cause big disturbances when they appear, but not every treasure comes with such commotion."
Those two were speaking loudly, who knew where they'd heard such gossip rumors. Their voices grew louder and louder, as if afraid people couldn't hear them.
"A rare treasure? Does the Nine Heavens Azure Dragon Cauldron count?" Lin Feng smiled and shook his head, treating their conversation as idle chatter over tea and wine.
"Lin Feng."
At this moment, a shout came over, causing Lin Feng's gaze to flicker. He looked down toward the bottom of the tavern and saw Lan Jiao's figure standing there.
A trace of confusion flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Why was she here again?
"Lin Feng?"
The crowd in the tavern focused their gazes. Following Lan Jiao's line of sight, their eyes all landed on Lin Feng. He was Lin Feng? The genius who killed Bing Yuan yesterday and defeated Sword Young Master Leng Yue with a single sword strike?
They watched as Lan Jiao walked up to the second floor, heading toward Lin Feng. The anger on her face had disappeared, replaced once again by that seductive smile.
Arriving at Lin Feng's wine table, Lan Jiao said in a coquettish voice, "Young Master Lin, aren't you happy to see me here?"
Lin Feng raised his head, glanced at Lan Jiao, then said indifferently, "Why are you wearing so much today? Not showing skin anymore?"
"You..." The smile on Lan Jiao's face froze. She glared fiercely at Lin Feng. This bastard... what did he take her for?
"Lin Feng, your twenty thousand mid-grade Origin Stones are on me now." Lan Jiao looked at Lin Feng, a cold smile at the corner of her mouth. Mocking her, was he? Let's see how he handled this now.
"Hand them over." Lin Feng lightly drank a cup of wine and said indifferently, causing Lan Jiao's smug expression to freeze once more.
"You think it's that easy to get them back?" Lan Jiao sneered coldly.
Slowly raising his head, Lin Feng looked at Lan Jiao and said, "Is this how Dream Pavilion does business?"
"This is my personal principle, it has nothing to do with Dream Pavilion. If you want to get your Origin Stones, you need to make me happy first." Lan Jiao said with a cold laugh.
Lin Feng stared at her, his gaze never moving an inch, which made Lan Jiao feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Hand them over!"
Lin Feng coldly spat out a few words, his voice carrying a hint of chill that enveloped Lan Jiao.
This coldness caused Lan Jiao's smile to completely freeze. She gritted her teeth and looked at Lin Feng: "What if I don't?"
"Don't?" A flash of cold light flickered in Lin Feng's eyes. He stood up, his cold intent blooming: "Think carefully!"
Lan Jiao stared fixedly at Lin Feng, a trace of redness actually appearing in her eyes, causing Lin Feng's pupils to contract. He didn't quite understand what Lan Jiao's gaze meant. What was her intention?
This woman had used illusion techniques to confuse him last night, then threatened him, making Lin Feng feel somewhat repulsed. He didn't want to get close to her.
Today, she was actually holding his Origin Stones hostage to threaten him again. This made Lin Feng very unhappy.
"Lin Feng, you bastard." Lan Jiao threw a storage bag onto the wine table, then turned and left.
Lan Jiao hated Lin Feng, hated him to the bone. Yesterday, she had used the Thousand Illusions Phantom Shadow Art, but Lin Feng remained unmoved. She hadn't achieved her goal. Today, she came to deliver the Origin Stones, only intending to tease Lin Feng a little, to make him apologize to her. But she never expected Lin Feng couldn't be bothered with her, directly threatening her with words, releasing cold intent. This made Lan Jiao feel some pain.
She had another purpose in coming here, one she might not even admit to herself. She came to deliver Lin Feng's Origin Stones, but actually, she also wanted to remind him to leave this place.
Vulture was looking for Lin Feng, wanting to seize his demonic flame. It probably wouldn't be long before he found Heavenly Mountain Wine Tavern.
Walking out of the tavern, Lan Jiao silently cursed Lin Feng in her heart. This bastard, may he die a miserable death.
Vulture would definitely kill Lin Feng. Based on her limited understanding of Lin Feng, he certainly wouldn't humiliate himself by handing over the demonic flame. So, he would only die at Vulture's hands.
"Just let him be killed." Lan Jiao said viciously in her heart. But as she walked, her steps actually slowed down, eventually stopping. A trace of struggle arose in her heart.
"Forget it, letting him die at Vulture's hands like this... isn't that too easy on him?"
Lan Jiao said this, then slowly turned her body around. That's right, she couldn't let Lin Feng die like this.
With large strides, Lan Jiao quickly returned to the tavern and arrived before Lin Feng.
"Why are you back again?" Lin Feng looked at Lan Jiao, puzzled.
Lan Jiao gritted her teeth and glared hatefully at Lin Feng: "You should leave quickly. Someone is coming after you."
"Coming after me?" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "There are many people who want to come after me."
"This time is different. Vulture wants to seize the demonic flame you obtained yesterday. Vulture is at the peak of Spirit Martial Realm, undefeated within that realm. If you don't give him what he wants, he'll kill you."
Lan Jiao said coldly, warning Lin Feng.
"Peak of Spirit Martial Realm, undefeated?" Lin Feng murmured to himself. He also wanted to see what this so-called peak of Spirit Martial Realm was all about. Not give, and he'd be killed?
Seeing Lin Feng still in the mood to smile, Lan Jiao couldn't help but shout: "Vulture will probably be here any moment. Why aren't you leaving quickly? Do you really want to die?"
Hearing Lan Jiao's crude words, Lin Feng raised his head and showed her a rare smile. Lan Jiao had come with good intentions to warn him. It seemed he had misunderstood her. But this woman's behavior made it hard not to misunderstand.
"Sorry."
Lin Feng said softly, a hint of apology in his eyes, causing Lan Jiao's gaze to freeze. This bastard actually knew how to apologize.
"It's too late. I told you to leave quickly, you bastard." Lan Jiao couldn't help but curse. Lin Feng was still unmoved.
Lin Feng slightly shook his head, but then heard a cold voice coming from outside: "No need to leave. He can't escape."
Hearing this cold voice, Lan Jiao's face stiffened. It was over. This bastard Lin Feng hadn't listened to her and refused to escape.
"Lin Feng, get out here."
A rolling, ear-piercing roar came from outside the tavern, causing the drinking crowd to focus their gazes. Someone was actually telling Lin Feng to get out.
Lin Feng's pupils also contracted. Vulture, who was he? So arrogant.
Standing up, Lin Feng lifted his steps and followed the stairs, slowly walking down, then stepped out of the tavern.
Outside the tavern at this moment, there were many people, but most were watching from a distance. Only in the center was a bald-headed man, exuding a domineering aura, staring at Lin Feng with sharp eyes.
"Are you Lin Feng?"
Vulture looked at Lin Feng as he walked out and asked coldly.
"Yes. It seems you and I have no grudge between us, do we?" Lin Feng said indifferently.
"Indeed, we don't. Hand over the Seven-Tailed Demon Fox's demonic flame. Give it to me, then get lost, and we'll pretend nothing happened."
Vulture threatened, causing Lin Feng's eyes to narrow sharply. Vulture had come here demanding things, imposing and arrogant, as if his Spirit Martial Realm cultivation truly made him invincible, truly the peak, with no one able to defeat him. Extremely rude.