Chapter 377: They Want to Kill Lin Feng

The Eight Young Masters, Yue Tianming ranked second and Wu Qing ranked third, appearing at the same time was definitely a rare occurrence.

Gazing at the two, many people's eyes revealed a hint of anticipation. Among the Eight Young Masters, any one of them was a peerless genius, let alone two of the three most outstanding ones.

Wu Qing wore a black cloak. He was quite ugly, with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks, like a wild beast. Especially when his eyes fixed on Yue Tianming, the light in his gaze seemed especially demonic.

Yue Tianming's gaze, however, was very calm. Unlike Wu Qing, he did not release a fierce, bestial aura as if wanting to tear Yue Tianming apart.

"The second and third of the Eight Young Masters. I wonder what their cultivation levels are," Lin Feng thought to himself. Duan Wuya was ranked fourth and was already that powerful. These two shouldn't be weaker than Duan Wuya, right? And what about that rumored mysterious and unfathomable Crown Prince? How strong was he?

"Since you want to see if Tianming's reputation is undeserved, one move is hardly enough. If Sect Leader Teng is willing, let them have a decisive battle. One side dies, and it's over. If Tianming is defeated, my Yue Clan will not interfere. If Wu Qing is defeated, your Ten Thousand Beasts Sect should not interfere either."

The white-haired old man spoke expressionlessly, his tone flat. Everyone's pupils constricted.

Let Yue Tianming and Wu Qing fight to the death.

Such confidence. The white-haired old man had absolute faith in Yue Tianming, believing he could kill Wu Qing.

Would the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect dare?

Everyone's eyes fell on the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect Leader. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. How ruthless, wanting Yue Tianming and Wu Qing to fight to the death.

Although he had great faith in Wu Qing's strength—Wu Qing was indeed a true beast-cultivation genius, far surpassing his own talent, and he planned to eventually pass the position of Sect Leader to him—he was not clear on Yue Tianming's current strength. He only knew that Yue Tianming had been away from Snow Moon for years. No one knew what cultivation he had reached upon his return. He dared not gamble.

"Teng Wuyao, do you dare?"

The white-haired old man turned his gaze, for the first time looking directly at the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect Leader, Teng Wuyao. His white hair fluttered, moving without wind.

"Teng Wuyao, do you dare?"

Two echoes reverberated through the space, shaking everyone's hearts.

Teng Wuyao's face darkened. Did he dare? He truly did not. Wu Qing had been picked up from the beast forest as a child and adopted as his son. He had raised Wu Qing like his own. To gamble Wu Qing's life against Yue Tianming's—he would never do such a thing.

"Now that the winds and clouds are shifting in Snow Moon, the Eight Young Masters will be re-ranked. Whether Yue Tianming or Wu Qing is stronger will be revealed sooner or later. Why should I gamble with you?"

Teng Wuyao said slowly, causing disappointment among the crowd. It seemed the battle between Yue Tianming and Wu Qing would not happen for now.

The white-haired old man turned his gaze away, not looking at Teng Wuyao again, and said flatly, "This origin vein is closest to my Yue Clan. My Yue Clan will take it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yue Clan members around him flickered, occupying every corner of the origin vein, as if it already belonged to the Yue Clan, with no one else able to snatch it.

Calm yet domineering, restrained yet sharp—this was the Yue Clan's family head. The Yue Clan, though mysterious and rarely seen in external conflicts, did not mean they could not contend. When they did contend, they dared to disregard anyone, even taking the origin vein that the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had discovered before the Yue Clan, right in front of the Sect Leader. As for what the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would do next, it was up to them. The Yue Clan did not care.

Lin Feng watched the old man's white hair flutter in the wind, feeling a surge of emotion.

This was strength. If his Lin Feng were stronger than the Yue Clan, who would dare to snatch an origin vein he discovered? If he alone occupied it, who would dare to say a second word?

Because he was weak, others dared to snatch it upon discovery. Even the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, after finding it, told him to hand over his storage ring and get lost, or they would kill him. And they called that a favor—a laughable favor.

At its root, everything came down to strength.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect members all revealed anger in their eyes. Damn it. The Yue Clan was too infuriating. They were despising the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, not taking them seriously at all.

"Yue Qingshan."

Teng Wuyao's gaze was cold, fixed on the white-haired old man. His name was Yue Qingshan, though few even knew it.

"I said this origin vein is closest to my Yue Clan and belongs to my Yue Clan. Do I need to repeat myself?"

Yue Qingshan paid no heed to Teng Wuyao's anger. He flicked his sleeve and shouted coldly. For the first time, his calm demeanor released a sharp aura.

The space fell silent. No one spoke. The silence was oppressive.

A smile tugged at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had snatched the origin vein he discovered, and now the Yue Clan was snatching the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's origin vein. Truly a cycle of cause and effect.

"Brother Qingshan, such a fiery temper."

At that moment, another voice came from afar. Then, a group of figures stepped through the void. Each of them tread on true essence, a formation entirely composed of Mysterious Martial Realm cultivators.

The Yu Clan. The Yu Clan had arrived. What a lively scene. The three major forces here were the top powers in the Imperial City, capable of shaking the entire city.

Soon, the Yu Clan crowd reached the sky above the origin vein. Seeing these people, a cold light flashed in Lin Feng's pupils. The Yu Clan had the greatest enmity with him, Lin Feng.

Moreover, he had killed Yu Tianxing of the Yu Clan and caused the Yu Clan's Third Master to die because of him. The Yu Clan probably wanted his life badly now. The Yu Clan members who came this time were also absolute high-level figures. The leading middle-aged man was none other than the current Yu Clan family head, Yu Liushui.

Once, the Yu Clan's family head, Yu Liushui, and the Yue Clan's master, Yue Qingshan, were known together as "Qingshan Liushui." But now they rarely showed themselves, and even the name "Qingshan Liushui" was seldom mentioned.

Standing there, Lin Feng clearly felt the bone-chilling coldness in Yu Liushui's gaze as it casually swept over him.

But from beginning to end, Yu Liushui's eyes held a faint, indifferent smile.

"Brother Teng, this is your fault. The Yue Clan resides in the Nine Dragons Mountain Range, right nearby. They must have discovered this origin vein first. As such, it should naturally belong to the Yue Clan."

Yu Liushui said with a light laugh, leaving everyone stunned.

Yu Liushui's words... weren't they just provoking Teng Wuyao's anger? The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had discovered this origin vein earlier than the Yue Clan.

"This origin vein was first discovered by my Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's disciple."

Sure enough, Teng Wuyao said coldly, his tone filled with anger.

"Ah..." Yu Liushui seemed very surprised, then chuckled awkwardly, saying, "I misspoke."

Yue Qingshan sneered, glancing at Yu Liushui and Teng Wuyao, and said, "I will repeat this one last time, and only once. The origin vein now belongs to my Yue Clan."

Yu Liushui said nonchalantly, "I arrived last, so naturally I won't snatch the origin vein. You can rest assured on that, Brother Qingshan. However, here, I need to kill someone."

Yu Liushui's words were insidious. By saying he arrived last and wouldn't snatch the origin vein, he was subtly hinting to Teng Wuyao that he could and should snatch it.

"Who do you want to kill?" Yue Qingshan asked.

"Him." Yu Liushui pointed his finger at Lin Feng, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"This man killed my fifth son and caused my third brother's death. I must kill him."

As Yu Liushui spoke, he looked at Yue Qingshan.

Yue Qingshan frowned. It seemed Yu Liushui had found out. But with the Yu Clan's influence, if they truly investigated Lin Feng, it was not surprising they could uncover everything.

"Is he Lin Feng?"

When Teng Wuyao heard Yu Liushui's words, his gaze sharpened. Lin Feng had made quite a name for himself in the Imperial City recently.

"Yes." Yu Liushui nodded slightly, causing a cold murderous intent to appear in Teng Wuyao's eyes.

"Coincidentally, this man killed people from my Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I want to kill him too."

Hearing their words, everyone's pupils contracted as they looked at Lin Feng.

Two major powers. They both wanted to kill Lin Feng. They wanted his life.

PS: Kidney stones. Though my abdomen is in pain, I'm still alive. Continuing to update to pay off debts. Asking for flowers and all kinds of support.