C1389 He Couldn't be Killed You
Under such circumstances, it was undoubtedly very difficult for the Profound Demon Sect to give birth to a true Virtuoso Stage.
In the end, who could form their core and who would die would depend on both their brain and luck.
However, what they didn't know was that even if someone from the Profound Demon Sect was lucky enough to break through to the Core Formation realm, they still wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being killed by Chen Feng.
They were already in the cage.
After looting all the treasures in the vault, Chen Feng left the Profound Demon Sect.
Old Devil Xuan's body was naturally taken away along with him. Tang Qianjue and Tang Loong stayed behind to guard the place.
They didn't need to do anything. All they needed to do was to keep the resources handed over by the Innate Stage elders.
This was the soup that Chen Feng had left for them. How much they could receive would depend on their luck.
If they could get more resources, it would be their capability.
Of course, Chen Feng would still have the priority to choose from the resources that would be handed over later. Tang Qianjue and Tang Loong had no objections to this.
They did not need to do anything, but they could get these resources for free. Where could they find such a good thing?
They did not know how to refine pills and weapons. In the end, they still needed Chen Feng's help to turn those resources into actual combat strength.
Not to mention that Chen Feng only wanted to have a priority, even if he took all of them, they had nothing to say.
After a night of struggling, Chen Feng returned to Heyang City at dawn.
Unexpectedly, before he even entered the city gate, a Peak of the Innate Stage man fell down from the city gate and smashed heavily in front of him.
This person could not find him and did not know which direction he would go after leaving the city. In the end, he could only wait for Feng Ming at the city gate.
After waiting for an entire night, he was naturally very angry, but there was no place for him to get angry.
The guards at the city gate knew Feng Ming and knew his identity. Seeing this scene, they did not come over to inquire.
"May I know why this senior is looking for me?" Chen Feng smiled and cupped his fists, pretending not to know him.
Indeed, he did not know him. He had only glanced at him a few times before leaving the city yesterday.
"Where did you run off to this night?" Feng Ming stared at Chen Feng with a gloomy expression, and his sharp senses detected some abnormalities.
Didn't Chen Feng say he was going home?
He was back so soon?
However, as a mortal, he didn't even have a horse or carriage to ride on.
"I don't know you, why should I tell you?" Chen Feng looked at Feng Ming with a smile. His narrowed eyes sparkled.
It was better not to meddle in other people's business.
Especially when it was not necessary.
If he were to shout at the injustice on the road, it would be fine. It was his duty to uphold justice.
But why do you care so much about other people's private matters?
Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?
Feng Ming didn't think that Chen Feng would dare to ask him such a disrespectful question. He furrowed his brows.1
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Chen Feng's shoulder, using a little bit of force.
If it was someone who had just entered the Qi Refining stage, this kind of strength would be enough to crush his shoulder.
"Hmph, kid, do you know who you are talking to?"
"I originally wanted to escort you home, but you ran away halfway, making it easy for me to find you!"
"I was scolded by City Lord when I went back!"
Chen Feng's face turned cold, but he smiled and cupped his fists.
"I see. Thank you for your kindness, senior. But you can't blame me for losing you, right?"
"Besides, I am City Lord's friend. Does she know that you are treating me like this?"
Feng Ming's expression stiffened. He immediately let go of Chen Feng's hand on his shoulder. He shamelessly snorted and said, "If you are concerned, it will cause chaos. I am checking if you are hurt."
"I was not hurt, but now I am." Chen Feng raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder, which did not hurt at all. He looked at Feng Ming with a smile, which made Feng Ming stiffen again.
Little guy, I can't kill you.
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