Ancient Martial Saint Emperor in Another World [Complete] - 23

Chapter 242 Hope for Return

"You said you admit defeat, is that right?" Qin Feng tilted his head, looking at Poseidon, the sea god, and asked.

"Yes, in the name of the God of Light, I admit defeat." Poseidon's face flushed red, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said.

"So, that means you are now my slave." Qin Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"What?! Slave?!" Poseidon roared almost in a scream, staring at Qin Feng in disbelief. In his mind, for a dignified god like himself to admit defeat to a human was already a great humiliation. Now, someone, a human, wanted him, the entire god, to be their slave?! He must be joking, he must be. Poseidon thought to himself.

"Your Excellency, this joke is not funny at all. Please don't make such jokes again!" Poseidon's face was ashen as he gritted his teeth at Qin Feng, still believing that Qin Feng was merely trying to humiliate him.

"I'm not joking with you. According to the rules of the continent, in a duel, the victor owns everything of the loser, including the loser himself." Qin Feng revealed a devilish smile as he looked at Poseidon.

"You, you mean it?" Poseidon asked in a dry voice, afraid he had misheard.

"What? Do you want to break the rules?" Qin Feng asked with a cold smile.

"So what if I do? I am one of the twelve main gods of the divine realm, not some lowly human like you! How can you use human rules to discuss our affairs!" Poseidon blushed and tried to defend himself to Qin Feng.

"Oh, so gods don't have to follow the rules, right?" Qin Feng gave him a knowing look. He looked at Poseidon calmly.

"Of course, these are just rules made by you lowly humans, they have no effect on our divine race!" Poseidon said confidently.

"Then how does your divine race deal with the loser after such a duel?" Qin Feng asked, arms crossed.

"Well... anyway, you're a human, you don't need to know about the affairs between us gods. Alright, I have to go." Poseidon showed an angry expression and said to Qin Feng.

"You're just going to leave?" Qin Feng was somewhat taken aback. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as him. The loser is always the spoils of the victor, that's an unchanging rule. He could refuse because the gods and humans are different. But couldn't he at least give an explanation? Leaving without saying anything and with such self-righteousness was something he had never seen before.

"Then what else do you want?" Poseidon asked somewhat unnaturally.

"Want to know?" A murderous glint flashed in Qin Feng's blood-red eyes, and without any apparent preparation, he punched Poseidon hard in the face before he could react.

"Since you want to know, then I'll tell you what the attitude of a loser should be!" Qin Feng's figure flickered in the air. In the end, he was no longer visible, just a blur of blood, enveloping Poseidon completely.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

"I~~"

"Ugh~~"

...For a moment, within this blood-red haze, Poseidon's screams echoed continuously.

After a long while, Qin Feng finally stopped, floating in mid-air. Looking at Poseidon, who was standing on the water with a bruised and swollen face, he grinned and asked,

"Well, do you understand now?"

"Oh, I understand! But I'm a god, I can't be your slave!" Poseidon, his face bruised and swollen from Qin Feng's beating, said through his gaping mouth.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Looks like you've forgotten how to speak. Fine, I'll help you learn how to speak." Qin Feng grinned maliciously at Poseidon, not giving him a chance to continue. His fist slammed down on Poseidon with even greater speed than before.

This time, Poseidon's screams were even more pitiful than before. The sounds of flesh being smashed were enough to make anyone tremble. The situation was beyond description.

After a while, Qin Feng finally left the beating Poseidon, who was now unrecognizable, revealing a smile that Poseidon considered demonic—no, even a demonic smile paled in comparison to this wicked one. He asked,

"Well, can you speak now? If not, I'll teach you again!"

As if she had already succumbed to Qin Feng's tyranny, Poseidon quickly cast a healing spell on her face, instantly restoring her to normal, though her complexion was extremely pale, and her eyes, no longer arrogant, appeared somewhat listless.

"I understand, but... but... I am, after all, a god. If I become your slave, then... then it's really..." Poseidon seemed somewhat at a loss, her face flushed, as she tried to explain to Qin Feng.

“How about… uh, I give you my palace, and in return, you can have my freedom? You know, this palace is of god-level quality. Its value, from its design concept to the materials used in its construction, is extremely rare even among the palaces of the gods!” Poseidon seemed to have thought of something; her pale face suddenly turned bright red, and her previously listless eyes suddenly became radiant, as if she had taken Viagra. She spoke to Qin Feng.

“You’re saying you’ll trade your palace for your freedom?” Qin Feng asked, scrutinizing Poseidon as if she were a monster.

“Yes, this is my most magnificent, most beautiful, and most creative palace. I think you’ll love it. With it, you’ll become incredibly wealthy. Moreover, this palace has a very peculiar use.” Poseidon said to Qin Feng with feigned mystery.

“A peculiar use?” A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes as he asked, feigning great interest.

"Yes, it's quite strange. This palace wasn't actually built by me. I found it." Poseidon suddenly revealed a piece of news that shocked Qin Feng.

"You're saying you found this palace, not built it yourself?" Qin Feng was secretly surprised, because generally, powerful beings at the level of a main god would build their own things. At their level, using other people's things would be an admission of inferiority. So, weapons, armor, and other things like palaces were usually made by themselves, and even if they used them, they would use them secretly, never in public. For the sea god Poseidon to so openly admit that her palace was found was extremely strange.

A strange smile appeared on Qin Feng's face, and his already blood-red eyes now seemed even more sinister. A faint green light flickered in Qin Feng's eyes, and Poseidon, who was looking directly into Qin Feng's eyes, felt a surge of demonic thoughts in her mind. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she finally closed them, her voice mechanical as she said,

"Yes. That was over 50,000 years ago. I was just a novice at the level of an Eight-Winged Celestial Master when I accidentally discovered the prototype of this palace in the sea."

"Tell me about the circumstances of your discovery," Qin Feng said softly, his tone gentle.

"I accidentally saw a huge thing in the sea, made entirely of a metal I had never seen before. However, perhaps due to its age, its appearance was somewhat dilapidated..."

...

"Take me to see it," Qin Feng instructed Poseidon, suppressing his excitement.

"Yes." Poseidon's voice was mechanical as she led Qin Feng toward the Sea God's Palace in the deep sea.

Qin Feng was incredibly excited, not just incredibly excited, but extremely excited. Since arriving in this world, he had considered returning, after all, those bastards from the Federation still owed him a huge debt. However, as he gradually learned more about this world, Qin Feng lost faith in going back.

But, according to Poseidon's description, this Sea God's Palace looked remarkably like something—a spaceship!

And it was the largest spaceship Qin Feng knew of!

What did this discovery mean? It meant that it was possible, very possible, to return!

Just thinking about going back made even someone as composed as Qin Feng tremble inside!

Although in his original timeline, Qin Feng was just someone who drifted aimlessly in the vast universe, living a nomadic life, it was still the place where he had grown up. As the saying goes, there's no place like home, and deep down, Qin Feng still felt a strong attachment to his original timeline.

At this moment, this long-faded desire rekindled, how could Qin Feng not be excited?

Following Poseidon into the Sea God's Palace, Qin Feng paid no attention to the various exquisite decorations. He urged Poseidon to quickly lead him to what was said to be the most important place in the entire palace—the control room.

Perhaps Qin Feng was too excited, losing his usual vigilance, completely unaware of the faint smile playing on Poseidon's lips.

"This is it, this is the control room of this Sea God's Palace," Poseidon said, leading Qin Feng through the vast palace until they reached a large black door.

"Here?" Qin Feng's mind was completely filled with the thought of returning, and without suspicion, coupled with confidence in his Soul-Capturing Technique, he stepped forward and placed one hand directly on the massive black door.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's excitement and agitation were replaced by astonishment. Behind him came the booming laughter of Poseidon and another deep voice:

"Haha~~~ Another idiot has fallen for it, haha~~~"

Chapter 242 Hope for Return

"You said you admit defeat, is that right?" Qin Feng tilted his head, looking at the sea god Poseidon and asked.

"Yes, in the name of the God of Light, I admit defeat." Poseidon's face flushed red, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said.

"So, that means you are now my slave." Qin Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"What?? Slave??" Poseidon roared almost in a scream, staring at Qin Feng in disbelief. In his mind, for a dignified god like himself to admit defeat to a human was already a great humiliation. Now, someone, a human, actually wanted him, the entire god, to be his slave?! He must be joking, he must be. Poseidon thought so.

"Your Excellency, this joke is not funny at all. Please don't make such jokes again!" Poseidon said through gritted teeth, his face ashen. He still thought Qin Feng was just trying to humiliate him.

"I'm not joking with you. According to the rules of the continent, in a duel, the victor belongs to everything the loser has, including the loser himself." Qin Feng revealed a devilish smile as he looked at Poseidon.

"You, you mean it?" Poseidon asked in a dry voice, afraid he had misheard.

"What? Do you want to break the rules?" Qin Feng asked with a cold smile.

"So what if I do? I am one of the twelve main gods of the divine realm, not some lowly human like you! How can you use human rules to discuss our affairs!" Poseidon's face flushed red as he tried to defend himself to Qin Feng.

"Oh, so gods don't have to follow the rules, is that it?" Qin Feng gave him a knowing look and asked Poseidon calmly.

"Of course, these are just rules set by you lowly humans, they have no effect on us gods!" Poseidon declared confidently.

"Then how does your race of gods deal with the loser after such a duel?" Qin Feng asked, arms crossed.

"Well... anyway, you're a human, you don't need to know about the affairs between us gods. Alright, I have to go." Poseidon revealed an angry expression and said to Qin Feng.

"You're just going to leave?" Qin Feng was somewhat taken aback. He had seen shamelessness before, but never anyone as shameless as him. The loser was always the victor's spoils, that was an unchanging rule, and he could refuse by claiming that gods and humans were different. But couldn't he at least give an explanation? Leaving without any explanation and so self-righteous was something he had never seen before.

"Then what else do you want?" Poseidon asked somewhat unnaturally.

"Want to know?" A murderous glint flashed in Qin Feng's blood-red eyes, and without any apparent preparation, a punch slammed into Poseidon's face before he could react.

"Since you want to know, then I will tell you the attitude a loser should have!" Qin Feng's figure kept flashing in the air. In the end, no one could be seen at all, just a blur of blood. Wrap up Poseidon's entire body.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

"Me~~"

"Uh~~"

...for a moment, inside this bloody red cloud. Posexia's miserable cries kept coming.

After a while, Qin Feng finally stopped and floated in mid-air. He looked at Poseidon, who was standing on the water with a bruised nose and face looking at him. He showed his white teeth, smiled, and asked:

"How is it, do you understand?"

"Oh, I know. When you go to the theater, you need to cook it deep. If you don't want to expand it, you can cook it in a clay oven (but I am the main god, I can't be your slave)!" Poseidon, who was beaten by Qin Feng until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, said with her mouth open.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Looks like you've forgotten how to speak. Fine, I'll help you, and teach you how to talk." Qin Feng grinned maliciously at Poseidon, not giving him a chance to continue. His fist slammed into Poseidon with even greater speed and force than before.

This time, Poseidon screamed even more miserably than before. The sound of flesh being smashed was enough to make anyone tremble. The situation was beyond description.

After a while, Qin Feng finally left the beating Poseidon, who was now unrecognizable, revealing a smile that Poseidon considered demonic—no, even a demonic smile couldn't compare to this wicked smile. He asked,

"Well, can you talk now? If not, I'll teach you again!"

As if she had already succumbed to Qin Feng's tyranny, Poseidon quickly cast a healing spell on her face, instantly restoring her to normal. However, her face was extremely pale, and her eyes no longer had the arrogance they once had, but instead appeared somewhat listless.

"I understand, but... but... I am, after all, a chief god. If I become your slave, then... then it's truly..." Poseidon seemed somewhat at a loss, her face flushed as she pleaded with Qin Feng.

"How about... uh, I'll give you my Sea God Palace in exchange for my freedom? You know, this palace of mine is of chief god-level specifications. Its value, whether in terms of design concept or construction materials, is extremely rare even among the palaces of the gods!" Poseidon seemed to have thought of something; her originally pale face suddenly turned bright red, and her previously listless eyes suddenly became radiant, as if she had taken Viagra, as she spoke to Qin Feng.

"You say you're trading your palace for your freedom?" Qin Feng asked Poseidon as if he were examining a monster.

"Yes, this is my most magnificent, beautiful, and creative palace. I think you'll love it. With it, you'll become incredibly wealthy. Moreover, this palace has a very peculiar use," Poseidon said mysteriously.

"A peculiar use?" A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes as he feigned interest.

"Yes, very peculiar. This palace wasn't actually built by me. I found it," Poseidon suddenly revealed, shocking Qin Feng.

"You're saying you found this palace, not built it yourself?" Qin Feng was secretly astonished. Generally, powerful beings at the level of a main god build their own things. At their level, using other people's things would be an admission of inferiority. Therefore, weapons, armor, and other palace-like items are usually self-made, and even when used, they are used secretly, never in public. It's quite strange that Poseidon so openly admits that she found this palace.

A strange smile appeared on Qin Feng's face, and his already blood-red eyes became even more eerie. A faint green light flickered in Qin Feng's eyes, and Poseidon, facing Qin Feng's gaze, felt a surge of demonic thoughts in her mind. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she finally closed them, saying mechanically,

"Yes. That was over 50,000 years ago. I was just a lowly Eight-Winged Celestial Master when I accidentally discovered the prototype of this palace in the sea."

"Tell me about the circumstances of your discovery," Qin Feng said softly, his tone gentle.

“I accidentally saw a huge thing in the sea, made entirely of a metal I’d never seen before. However, it looked somewhat dilapidated, probably due to its age…”

…

“Take me to see it.” Qin Feng suppressed his excitement and ordered Poseidon.

“Yes.” Poseidon replied mechanically, leading Qin Feng towards the Sea God’s Palace in the deep sea.

Qin Feng was incredibly excited, not just incredibly excited, but extremely excited. Since arriving in this world, he had considered returning, after all, those bastards from the Federation still owed him a huge debt. However, as he gradually learned more about this world, Qin Feng lost faith in going back.

But, according to Poseidon’s description, this Sea God’s Palace looked remarkably like something—a spaceship!

And the largest spaceship Qin Feng knew of!

What did this discovery mean? It meant that it was possible, very possible, to return!

Just thinking about going back made even someone as composed as Qin Feng tremble inside!

Although in his original timeline, Qin Feng was merely a wanderer adrift in the vast universe, living a nomadic life, it was still the place where he had grown up. As the saying goes, there's no place like home, and Qin Feng still felt a deep longing for his original timeline.

Now, this long-faded desire rekindled, how could Qin Feng not be excited?

Following Poseidon into the Sea God's Palace, Qin Feng paid no attention to the exquisite decorations. He urged Poseidon to quickly lead him to what was said to be the most important place in the entire palace—the control room.

Perhaps Qin Feng was too excited, losing his usual vigilance, completely unaware of the faint smile playing on Poseidon's lips.

"This is it, this is the control room of this Sea God's Palace," Poseidon said, leading Qin Feng through the massive palace until they reached a large black door.

"Here?" Qin Feng's mind was completely consumed by the thought of returning. Without a second thought, and confident in his Soul-Capturing Technique, he stepped forward and placed one hand directly on the massive black door.

Suddenly, the excitement and agitation on Qin Feng's face were replaced by utter astonishment. Behind him came the booming laughter of Poseidon and another deep voice:

"Haha~~~ Another idiot has fallen for it, haha~~~"

Chapter 243 The Wrath of the Tiger Soul

Before Qin Feng could even react, he felt an incredibly powerful force pulling him inward. This dark door seemed to contain some mysterious power, forcing Qin Feng to use all his strength to resist.

"No, idiot, haha, enjoy your future! Inside are monsters no less powerful than the God of Light, haha, with them to play with, you can enjoy yourself. As for your forces, I'll take good care of them, and I'll have people take good care of your women too, haha!" A deep, menacing voice, full of malice and hatred, came from behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng felt the force emanating from the large black door growing stronger and stronger. Even with his Sixteen-Winged Celestial Master level abilities, he could only resist for a few breaths before he could no longer resist the ever-increasing suction. In the end, he was helplessly sucked into the black door.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng's figure seemed to be swallowed up, and the black door no longer seemed like a door, but rather some kind of special passage, slowly devouring Qin Feng's figure inside.

"Congratulations, brother, on eliminating another formidable enemy! Haha, using my palace to lull the enemy's experts into a false sense of security is truly effective. But how did Master know this human would be interested in that kind of thing?" Watching Qin Feng being completely swallowed, Poseidon, the sea god, feigned concern and spoke to a towering angel nearly half his height with fourteen wings.

"Haha, now that his forces have lost their leader, the rest are no threat. With the encouragement of other human nations, we can enjoy a free spectacle! Haha~~~" the towering fourteen-winged angel laughed loudly.

"That's right, that's right, brother, you are indeed brilliant. You eliminated this powerful enemy without lifting a finger. My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable…" Poseidon flattered the fourteen-winged angel with a fawning expression.

"Poseidon, guard this door carefully. This is our backup! Tens of thousands of years ago, those ancient Chinese witches and demons who came with us, even the weakest of them were stronger than us, yet they were still sealed inside. Haha~~ This is a treasure!" The tall fourteen-winged angel seemed to recall events from many years ago, sighing as he spoke to Poseidon.

"Oh, brother. What kind of treasure is this? Can you tell me? I'm very curious. We can't seem to sense any energy at all, so how could it seal such a powerful expert?" Poseidon's eyes flashed with a shrewd light as he asked the fourteen-winged angel meekly.

"This treasure is quite famous in their Eastern China… Hmm. You'd better guard this treasure well. I won't let you suffer any losses." The burly fourteen-winged angel seemed to have thought of something, vaguely replying to Poseidon.

On the Odinks, a thousand miles away, the tiger spirit, who had been curled up and locked to Catherine, suddenly flipped over and disappeared into the cabin to Catherine's surprise.

"Alright, you stay here and guard this place. I'm returning to the realm of the gods." The burly fourteen-winged angel nodded after giving some instructions to Poseidon, the god of the sea, and prepared to leave.

"Yes, brother. Take care," Poseidon said, bowing and scraping.

"Neither of you are leaving! Those who framed my brother must die!" A violent and bloodthirsty spiritual energy resounded simultaneously in the spiritual seas of the Fourteen-Winged Celestial Master and the Sea God Poseidon. At the same time, a violent aura seemingly capable of tearing apart the heavens and earth locked down their spiritual frequencies.

(Here, let me explain the difference between spiritual frequency and the sea of consciousness. The so-called soul is the spiritual imprint of a living being. No two souls are completely different in any space, just like a person's DNA, possessing uniqueness. The reason for this uniqueness is spiritual frequency. According to de Broglie's law, every kind of motion has a unique frequency corresponding to it. Since the human soul is also in motion, it also possesses a wave frequency that we cannot yet detect or perceive, yet it truly exists and corresponds to each individual soul.) Correspondingly, I call this wave frequency the mental frequency. The sea of consciousness, or more precisely, the sea of awareness, is something that only exists after a living being develops consciousness; those beings who haven't even developed the most basic self-awareness don't possess a sea of consciousness. The laughter within the sea of consciousness depends on the strength of the soul, that is, the energy contained within the mental frequency. The above is what Tiger thought about last night in the hospital, for reference only.

Meanwhile, the burly fourteen-winged Celestial Master and the sea god Poseidon, whose mental frequencies were locked, were now extremely cautious, not daring to act rashly, fearing they might provoke Tiger Soul, who was already on the verge of going berserk, and suffer a devastating blow.

"Where did my brother go? Why can't I sense his mental frequency? Confess honestly, or you won't be able to bear the consequences!" The violent and furious mental energy resounded once more in the minds of the two main gods. A mental energy that made their souls tremble was like a giant tiger waiting to devour them, its gaze fixed on their soul imprints, as if any rash action would result in immediate annihilation.

"He…he…he's already…sealed away…" Poseidon, the sea god, his head throbbing, spoke in a dry, hoarse voice.

"Continue," Tiger Soul pressed, showing no sign of stopping.

“Uh…he…has been sealed inside a treasure…I…we can’t find it…Actually…we don’t know…how to use this treasure either…Ah…have mercy…” Poseidon’s eyes darted around, and he pretended to confess honestly. Before he could finish, he suddenly felt a sharp, excruciating pain in his back, and at the same time, the icy, soul-freezing spiritual energy from Tiger Soul came through:

“This time I tore off a pair of your wings. If you try anything again next time, I’ll twist your head off! Keep talking, tell me everything you know.”

“Okay…I’ll talk…I’ll talk…” Poseidon suppressed his fear and resentment and answered repeatedly.

“This thing, actually I don’t know what kind of treasure it is…I’m telling the truth…only he knows, he gave it to me…” A sinister look flashed in Poseidon’s eyes. He stammered for a moment, then suddenly pointed to the burly fourteen-winged angel beside him.

“Poseidon, you bastard, you…” The fourteen-winged angel beside Poseidon was instantly filled with rage, pointing at Poseidon and shouting.

“You…you gave it to me…to protect…I…I’m telling the truth…” Poseidon said, looking at the enraged fourteen-winged angel with a “I’m telling the truth” expression.

“I…you…” The burly fourteen-winged angel was now speechless with anger at Poseidon.

“Speak, what is it?!” Sure enough, Poseidon felt the pressure on him lessen considerably. Although he couldn’t escape, at least it wasn’t as uncomfortable as before.

A scheming smile appeared on Poseidon’s lips as he glanced at the fourteen-winged angel beside him out of the corner of his eye. He saw that the angel was trembling all over, his forehead covered in sweat, and his teeth were grinding together, making a “grinding” sound. His once burly and tall body seemed to be unable to bear the weight and was gradually sinking downwards.

"I...I...fuck your mother..." The fourteen-winged celestial master gritted his teeth, spitting out a few words before suddenly exploding the three pairs of wings behind him!

A deafening "BOOM!" resounded as the immense energy contained within the exploding wings slightly loosened the mental energy Tiger Soul had locked onto the fourteen-winged angel. The fourteen-winged angel, clearly prepared, broke free.

"Roar!" Enraged by the explosion of the three energy-filled wings, Tiger Soul roared, unleashing a blood-red energy shockwave that shot straight towards the fourteen-winged angel, covered in golden blood and flapping its remaining eight wings.

Meanwhile, Poseidon, the sea god neglected by Tiger Soul's focus on the escaped angel, smiled sinisterly, took out a mirror-like object from his spatial pouch, chanted an unknown incantation, and vanished instantly.

"Ahhhhhh!" A scream echoed through the air, followed by a gigantic, humanoid bird-man with white feathers plummeting from the sky as if struck in a vital spot. It was none other than the fourteen-winged angel who had self-destructed three pairs of wings in an attempt to escape!

However, his once robust and imposing body was now drastically shrunken, a gaping, transparent hole in his left chest spewing forth streams of golden blood. His once vibrant eyes had dimmed, his face filled with resentment and terror as he stared at the colossal creature before him.

Nearly two hundred feet tall, on a massive head, a pair of blood-red tiger eyes, seemingly capable of devouring even the soul, were fixed intently on the dying angel.

"Still don't want to talk? Fine, I'll grant your wish! Die, give it to me!" Tiger Soul, now in its true form, opened its massive maw wide, a tremendous suction force pulling the angel into its enormous mouth. Then, its jaws snapped shut, emitting a series of "crunching" sounds, accompanied by bursts of golden liquid and a barely audible scream.

Chapter 244 Unfamiliar Place

This birdman doesn't even know what this thing is? Strange, what exactly is it? Qin boy's family couldn't even hold out for a short while? After carefully reading the memories within the soul of the fourteen-winged angel it had devoured for a while, Tiger Soul approached the enormous, dark door and muttered to itself.

"Hmm? Why do I have an instinctive fear of this thing?" Tiger Soul tilted its enormous eyes, squinting as it spoke.

"It seems this is indeed an unknown magical artifact. But that Qin kid... sigh, how am I supposed to explain this to his women when I get back?" Tiger Soul circled the massive black gate for a long time. Nanmen said,

"Hmm? It seems the other birdman is missing? But why did I sense a demonic aura from that birdman? That's strange. Or is he actually... Could it be 'his' intention?" Tiger Soul suddenly shuddered, thinking of a terrifying presence. He shook his head, opened his mouth, and instantly, the seawater in the Sea God Palace seemed to be controlled by something, forming a huge vortex centered on the Sea God Palace. The immense pressure crushed all creatures drawn in, yet the Sea God Palace at the center remained unscathed.

"Young Qin, if it was that being who did this, then you'll have to rely on yourself. All I can do is take good care of the forces you've painstakingly built." Tiger Soul's massive head looked at the black gate, sighed softly, and spoke slowly.

The next moment, Tiger Soul vanished from the entire Sea God Palace, leaving it empty and silent, with only the dark gate gleaming eerily. The sea did not calm down; instead ,

it became even more violent, more turbulent, and more unpredictable, seemingly foreshadowing a period of chaos on the continent.

"Where am I?" Qin Feng shook his somewhat blurry head vigorously. Looking at the lush and tall trees around him, he muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, no one around him could answer him. He struggled to his feet, feeling as if his whole body was about to fall apart. Fortunately, the energy within him was still there, and his power hadn't diminished.

Qin Feng stood up and strained his eyes to look into the distance, only to find that this forest was simply too vast. Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, silently activating the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique. His powerful divine sense swept across the entire space, only to find that even with his nearly mastered Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique, he could only scan a range of tens of thousands of miles. This was already terrifying enough, but in this place, Qin Feng discovered that his divine sense could only scan a very small area. It wasn't that he couldn't scan tens of thousands of miles, but rather that this world was countless tens of thousands of miles in size, making it impossible for Qin Feng to estimate its dimensions.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself lost in this unknown world.

In his world, beyond this vast forest spanning thousands of miles, lay a small tribe—yes, a tribe, like those of ancient China. "

It seems I'll have to go out and inquire first," Qin Feng thought calmly. But how many dangers lurked within this unknown forest?

In the main hall of the Qin Empire's capital,

the Holy See informed them that Qin Feng had been killed by a god from the lower realm, demanding that Qin send troops to attack the imperial city. An official in charge of foreign affairs stepped forward to report to the Qin Emperor, who sat high on the dragon throne. "

Formal. Your Majesty, Qin has remained inactive until now. This is truly an opportunity for Qin to expand its territory. This is a golden opportunity, one that will not come again!" another Qin official stepped forward to address the Qin Emperor.

"I second that!"

"I also second that!"

"I second that!"

...

In an instant, the entire hall resounded with the voices of the ministers demanding that the Qin Emperor send troops.

The Emperor Qin sat expressionlessly on his throne, his narrowed eyes sweeping over the assembled ministers. A barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed across his face, and the ministers felt an overwhelming pressure that made it hard for them to breathe. Not one of them dared to meet the Emperor Qin's gaze.

"As the ancients said, 'Military matters are the great instruments of the state.' In other words, war is a major event for a nation. As the pillars of our Great Qin, you gentlemen must not only see the opportunity but also analyze it! When eating, you must consider your own body. If you eat too much or eat indiscriminately, you'll end up like that fool, the drunken tiger, getting sick. And if you get sick, you can't update for everyone! Furthermore, some time ago, Qin Feng swept through various masters, even those from the God Realm...

Chapter 245 Black Bear

wonders how Catherine is doing, she must be worried sick, and so is that little girl, Aini. I was too arrogant." Lying on the thick layer of leaves spread on the ground, Qin Feng looked up at the gray sky, if it could be called the sky, because even he couldn't tell if it was. It was only called the sky because it was relative to the ground.

"Where exactly is this place? Why can't I find the end of this place even with my powerful spiritual energy?" Qin Feng sat up, looking blankly at the towering trees that reached into the clouds, and muttered to himself.

Confusion, bewilderment, and even a touch of regret—this was Qin Feng's current state of mind. Indeed, he wasn't a god; perhaps even gods make mistakes. His long history of invincibility had shaped his personality—a personality that, to put it nicely, was confidence; to put it bluntly, arrogance, conceit!

However, what made Qin Feng who he was, why he could traverse the stars and dominate the continent without a single defeat, was indeed due to strengths that ordinary people lacked. For example, now, after taking three deep breaths, Qin Feng finally calmed his emotions and carefully began to discern his surroundings. Since there was a tribe ahead, he might as well go and check it out first.

Fortunately, Qin Feng's spatial bag contained a large amount of food and drink, so he wouldn't have to worry about food for a while. However, at Qin Feng's level of cultivation, food was merely a habit.

This place had no sun, no moon, no stars. It was all a hazy gray, seemingly forever unchanged. At least, Qin Feng had traveled over a thousand miles, and the surrounding environment and the color of the sky hadn't changed at all—always that same hazy gray. Strangely, however, the trees here were unusually lush and green.

Suddenly, Qin Feng stopped, standing expressionlessly under a large tree. A fleeting, chilling glint in his eyes sent a shiver down one's spine.

Sure enough, a moment after Qin Feng stopped, a gigantic black bear came into view. This monster was three times the size of an ordinary black bear, its protruding fangs, sharp claws, and powerful paws sending a shiver down one's spine.

At this moment, the gigantic black bear also noticed Qin Feng. A glint of excitement flashed in its blood-red eyes, and it let out a series of low roars.

As if eyeing prey, the gigantic black bear slowly approached Qin Feng, step by step. A wild, pungent stench emanated from the black bear and wafted towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stood silently, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring intently at the bear. Simultaneously, the Chaotic Demon Body Technique activated automatically, tearing his steel-like muscles to shreds his finely crafted clothing, revealing his powerful physique.

"Roar—" The giant bear opposite him clearly realized that this human was not an easy opponent. It roared and slowly circled Qin Feng, seemingly searching for an opening.

Qin Feng remained unchanged, showing neither joy nor sorrow, slowly sinking into a state of detachment. Without a sound, under the gray sky, man and bear faced off in a tense standoff. Their energy seemed to blend completely into the surrounding scenery, leaving the uncivilized bear utterly bewildered. Why was this human standing there so stupidly? Yet, why did it suddenly feel like he wasn't even there? However, the black bear immediately shook its head, stared intently at Qin Feng, roared at the gray sky, then bared its gleaming white fangs, hissed at Qin Feng, and charged.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, a confident glint in his eyes. He pushed off with his legs, like a cannonball, and rammed into the massive black bear.

With a loud "Bang!", the black bear flew backward at an even greater speed than before, while Qin Feng only paused briefly in mid-air before continuing

his charge. "Ooh!" The black bear flipped over, letting out a threatening growl at Qin Feng, its eyes bloodshot, seemingly in a berserk state.

"Not bad, thick hide, perfect as my punching bag!" Qin Feng clenched his fists, his figure flashing as he appeared to the left of the black bear, slamming it to the ground with a heavy groan.

"Woo~~" Fortunately, the black bear's hide was thick, and he wasn't seriously injured. Since Qin Feng only wanted to stretch his limbs, he didn't use his internal energy, relying solely on his physical strength.

It's worth noting that on Dragon Island, Qin Feng had completely subdued the Dragon Kings and Dragon Emperors using only his physical strength. While this black bear was much stronger than ordinary black bears, it was still no match for the Dragon Kings and Dragon Emperors.

"Hehe, you're not convinced, are you? Then let's continue." Seeing the defiance in the black bear's enormous eyes, Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're quite an interesting beast, hehe. Fine, you're the first animal I've seen in this place, so I won't kill you. I'll play with you!"

"Roar~~~" Seemingly understanding Qin Feng's words, a hint of emotion unique to humans flashed in the giant bear's eyes. With a roar, it pounced on Qin Feng again. Knowing its opponent wouldn't kill it, the black bear used every ounce of its strength—slapping, clawing, ramming, biting—it used everything.

However, to the bear's dismay, no matter what method it used, its opponent seemed to easily dodge or avoid it, then slammed it to the ground with even greater force.

Thus, a somewhat comical scene unfolded in the forest: a figure wearing only white pants effortlessly slammed a heavy black bear onto the ground as if it were weightless, making a series of "thump-thump" sounds that shook the nearby trees.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the black bear, having been slammed to the ground by Qin Feng once more, didn't get up. Instead, it stared at Qin Feng with its wide, curious yet somewhat fearful eyes, its mouth gaping open, its scarlet tongue lolling out, panting heavily like a dog.

"How about that, little brat, are you convinced yet? Want to have another go?" Qin Feng walked up to the black bear, brandishing his fist, and asked.

"Woof woof woof~~~" The black bear, clearly quite intelligent, quickly raised its head, shook it, and covered its head with its front paws, looking at Qin Feng with fawning, smiling eyes, whimpering softly.

"Alright, just kidding. Sit up!" Qin Feng sat down, speaking to the black bear that was still looking at him with its head in its hands, pleading for mercy.

Sure enough, upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the black bear became very excited. It quickly got up, shook off the fallen leaves, and licked Qin Feng's face in a fawning manner. However, the foul-smelling tongue was unbearable for Qin Feng, so he shoved it to the ground and said seriously,

"Hmm, seeing that you're big and strong, I'll call you Big Black. From now on, you'll follow me. I'll protect you. In this forest, you can walk sideways from now on!" Qin Feng jokingly patted the black bear's huge head and said.

"Woo~~" The black bear blinked, seemingly not understanding what Qin Feng had just said. It shook its head and looked at Qin Feng blankly.

"Hmm, you're still an animal, not a human. Okay, you don't need to know what that means. Just live a good life. Hmm, eat well, sleep well. If there's anyone you can't beat, come find me, and I'll take care of them for you!" Qin Feng tried to speak slowly and gestured to the black bear.

Actually, given Qin Feng's personality, he wouldn't normally argue with an animal. However, having just arrived in a strange place, and finding that even his supposedly superior skills couldn't fully ascertain the situation, made this usually very confident man a little uneasy.

So, the appearance of this black bear provided Qin Feng with a way to ease his mind. Although bullying the animal wasn't the best approach, Qin Feng's mood was no longer as depressed as before.

"Alright, Big Black, go hunt some game. We'll have roast meat tonight!" Qin Feng patted the black bear's large head and said.

"Woo~~~" Although it didn't understand what Qin Feng meant by hunting, the intelligent black bear understood his intention from his gestures. It roared happily at Qin Feng, turned, and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving Qin Feng alone sitting on the ground, lost in thought, and eventually falling asleep.

"Oh, Big Black, not bad! What is this thing? It's so big! Hmm? So strange?" Qin Feng was woken up by the black bear's huge head rubbing against him. He got up and saw an animal lying not far away, twice the size of the bear, somewhat resembling a horse and a deer. This animal was lying on the ground, lifeless, a large wound on its throat indicating its cause of death.

"Well done, Big Black. Hmm, as a reward tonight, you can eat more." Qin Feng patted Big Black's large head and said with a smile.

With a wave of his left hand, he enveloped the prey in a huge water sphere, and then a blazing fireball appeared beneath the water sphere, beginning to heat it up.

Chapter 246 The Holy Maiden's Humiliation

How was it? Delicious, wasn't it? Hehe, this little lady and Catherine love my cooking the most. I just wonder how they are now? "Qin Feng looked at the big black bear with its tiny, bright black eyes and chuckled. He hadn't realized he was talking about two women he cared about, and his expression darkened slightly.

"Hehe, see, you don't understand. I'm telling you, if you want more, wait until tomorrow. You've eaten enough today. You're already so fat; if you eat this much more, you won't be able to run in the future!" Qin Feng smiled at the bear's adorable appearance, patted its head, and said.

"Woof~~" The bear seemed to understand, shaking its head in dissatisfaction. Its small eyes shot out a "I despise you" look, and its scarlet tongue licked the white "V"-shaped fur on its chest, as if to say: "Look at you, I'm a genuine black bear expert!"

"Alright, rest a bit, let's continue on our way." Qin Feng smiled, looked up at the sky, which remained a hazy gray, devoid of sun, moon, or stars; everything seemed shrouded in a world of confusion.

"This place has no sun, moon, or stars, making it impossible to discern any time. It's quite troublesome. I just don't know what kind of place this is, or why the Black Gate possesses such powerful energy that even I couldn't sustain it for more than a few breaths." Qin Feng frowned, carefully recalling the events of the short time before being sucked into the Black Gate, feeling utterly bewildered and frustrated.

"How about it, rested enough, Big Black? It's time to get up and continue our journey!" Qin Feng snapped out of his reverie and called to Big Black, who was lying nearby, only to hear a series of snoring sounds coming from him.

"Damn it, this isn't a bear, it's a pig! Eats its fill and then sleeps!" Qin Feng walked up to Dahei with some resentment and kicked its thickly fat bear rear end. To his surprise, Dahei seemed unaffected, sticking out its scarlet tongue to lick its lips, as if dreaming of something delicious. "

Fine. You're not getting up? I'll help you!" Qin Feng nodded repeatedly in anger, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, without chanting any incantation, a ball of icy water suddenly enveloped Da Hei, drenching it completely.

"Ugh~~~" Da Hei woke up with a start, letting out a loud cry, wanting to vent its anger on whoever had ruined its dream. But it found Qin Feng standing not far away, arms crossed, watching it with ill intent, remembering the abuse it had suffered not long ago. Da Hei whimpered unwillingly, ultimately not daring to rush forward, but its eyes were filled with resentment as it looked at Qin Feng, making Qin Feng seem as if he felt he had been cruel.

"Alright, let's go, it's my fault, hmm? I'll make you more roasted meat later, but don't go to sleep right after eating. Look at you, what's the difference between you and a pig?" "Although pork prices have gone up recently, making it unaffordable for me, bear meat is still much more expensive than pork!" Qin Feng patted Dahei's head and said with a smile.

"Woo~~~" Dahei whimpered at Qin Feng somewhat dissatisfied, but ultimately succumbed to Qin Feng's tyranny, helplessly nodding its huge head and looking pitifully at Qin Feng.

"Let's go. There's a tribe ahead; perhaps we can find a breakthrough there. As for you, Big Black, I won't force you. It's your decision." Qin Feng waved his right hand lightly, and a water ball immediately appeared, extinguishing the fire.

Qin Feng took the lead, heading towards the tribe at the edge of the forest. The big black bear, lying on the ground, watched Qin Feng's retreating figure, then sniffed the bones still lingering with the rich aroma of meat. Its cunning eyes darted around, and finally, it licked its scarlet tongue at its mouth, letting out a "woof," and chased after the direction Qin Feng had disappeared in.

"Woo~~woo~~" Qin Feng, who was walking forward, heard a bear's roar behind him. A faint smile appeared on his lips. He had known all along that this big, clumsy bear was a glutton. After eating the roasted meat he had made, why would it be interested in bloody food?

"What's wrong, Big Black? Didn't I tell you to go back to where you were? Why did you come back again?" Qin Feng hid the smile in his eyes, deliberately frowning as he looked at Big Black, who was gently tugging at him with its mouth.

"Woof~~~" Big Black opened its mouth wide and enthusiastically licked Qin Feng's hand, its cunning eyes fixed on Qin Feng, its fawning expression making Qin Feng sigh. These days, even animals have intelligence!

"Alright, since you've followed, I hope you won't regret it later. Let's go!" Qin Feng patted Big Black's head and said softly.

"Woof~~~" Big Black nodded knowingly and followed Qin Feng, heading into the distance.

The night was cool as water. The moon had hidden behind the dark clouds, and the stars in the sky seemed obscured by the dark curtain, appearing exceptionally desolate.

Inside the most sacred Hall of Light in the Holy City of the Papal Palace.

Saint Vivian prostrated herself devoutly at the feet of the colossal statue of Light in the Hall of Light, proclaiming in a clear voice:

"O omnipresent master, your devout servant Vivian has come to receive your blessing at your command!"

As Vivian's words fell, the towering statue of Light seemed to come alive, radiating a vast, milky-white halo. A mysterious and holy aura gradually emanated from the statue, and at the same time, a majestic and solemn voice echoed throughout the hall:

"Vivian, my loyal servant, you have done very well, and I have felt your piety and steadfastness! The Lord says that blessings should be bestowed upon the devout, and punishment upon the disobedient! Vivian, you have successfully completed your mission this time, and I, on behalf of the gods, will bestow upon you my blessing!"

"Vivian, thank you so much, my lord! I am willing to serve you with all my heart!" Vivian prostrated herself on the ground, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Raise your head!" The majestic voice, carrying a hint of command, reached Vivian's ears.

"Yes!" Vivian raised her head, looking at the enormous statue of light before her, but what caught her eye were the pair of eyes on the statue that shone with an eerie light.

"Vivian, my servant, are you my most devout believer?" The originally majestic voice now carried a hint of seduction, a seduction perfectly concealed, which even if Vivian's cultivation were twice as high, she wouldn't have noticed.

"Yes, master, I am your most devout believer!" Vivian felt a momentary dizziness, but quickly regained her clarity, attributing it to overwork these past few days. Upon hearing the voice from the statue, she immediately became extremely excited and answered loudly.

"Then, are you willing to do anything for me?" the majestic voice, tinged with seduction, continued to ask.

“Yes, Vivian, as your most devout servant, is willing to do anything for God!” Vivian answered earnestly, kneeling before the statue.

“Then, my devout servant Vivian, as your master, I demand that you now remove all your clothes.” The eyes on the statue of the god of light, gleaming with an eerie light, appeared even more prominent, their gaze lewd as they stared intently at Vivian’s body, draped in white gauze, and commanded.

“Remove all my clothes?” Vivian was clearly startled by the statue’s command, looking at the enormous statue with slight unease, her pink face flushed red, staring in disbelief as she asked.

“What is it, Vivian? My loyal servant, are you unwilling to obey your master?” The majestic voice followed, tinged with a hint of anger, addressing Vivian.

"No, no, no, it's not like that. Vivian is willing to do anything for her master, but... but I... this..." Vivian tried to explain for a long time, but no matter how she opened her mouth, she could

n't get the words out. In the end, she could only look at the huge statue of the God of Light with a somewhat frightened expression, her yellow hands clutching the hem of her clothes, at a loss. "What? Do you think that as the saintess of our Church of Light, you dare to disobey the will of the gods? Or do you think you are strong enough, that your wings are strong enough, and that you want to escape the glory of the gods?" The authoritative voice didn't give Vivian any chance to breathe, pressing her step by step.

"No, no! Vivian will always be the most devout servant of the gods! Please, master, don't abandon Vivian in the darkness!" Startled, Vivian quickly prostrated herself on the ground, her voice trembling.

"Then why don't you take it off?" A very human red light flashed in the eyes of the statue of the God of Light, exuding a hint of lewdness, as it roared at the panicked Vivian.

"Yes, yes, I'll take it off, I'll take it off!" Please don't abandon me! I am your most devoted servant! Vivian nodded repeatedly in fright, frantically trying to untie the white veil covering her body. However, due to her panic, she couldn't undo the clothes that she usually could easily remove.

Just then, a figure shimmering with a pale blue aura suddenly appeared in the hall. To Vivian's surprise, the figure tackled her to the ground.

"Who are you?! Why are you here?" "

No, please, let me go~~~ Ah~~~~"

In an instant, the originally sacred and solemn hall was filled with a layer of lewd atmosphere, appearing particularly eerie in the boundless night.

Chapter 247 Vulture Flock

"Big Black, at this speed, how long do you think it will take to get out of this forest? You're supposed to be a descendant of an Abyss Demon Bear, even if you're not purebred, you should at least have some talent for earth magic and such. If you crawl step by step like this, when will we ever get out of this forest?" Qin Feng, lying on Big Black's back, stomped his foot on Big Black's fat buttocks and asked leisurely.

"Woo~~~" Big Black whimpered aggrievedly, turned its bear head, cast a resentful glance at Qin Feng, and continued to carry Qin Feng forward.

"God, I've already provoked you so much, can't you just explode? I really don't know how you survived in the Chinese forest!" Qin Feng slapped his forehead helplessly, but then a sinister smile appeared on his lips as he thought of something. With a gentle wave of his right hand, Da Hei, who was crawling forward and cursing the landlord on its back who was exploiting it, suddenly felt its body float in the air. Looking down, it was several meters above the ground, which immediately terrified the big, clumsy bear that had never been so high off the ground, and it started howling "Woo woo~~".

"What are you yelling about? Close your eyes. I'm so annoyed. I have to carry such a heavy thing like you. Fortunately, I have now reached the legendary realm of the Holy Law Demon God, and my magic power is inexhaustible. Otherwise, hmph~~~" Qin Feng gently patted the still struggling Da Hei, a little annoyed.

"Woo~~" As expected, the intelligent Da Hei immediately quieted down after Qin Feng patted its head and said those words, but it just put its two front paws in front of its eyes, not daring to look at what was below.

Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was flying through the air with his immense magical power, carrying Da Hei, waved his hands repeatedly, bringing them to a sudden stop at a speed almost equal to the speed of sound. A barely perceptible look flashed across Qin Feng's previously expressionless face as he stared intently ahead.

A moment later, about fifteen minutes later, an extremely sharp sound, seemingly tearing through space, came from afar. Then, a cluster of black dots appeared in Qin Feng's field of vision. In the blink of an eye, the group of black dots, which were still several miles away, were already hundreds of feet away from Qin Feng. A sweep of his divine sense revealed that these monsters were actually a flock of large birds very similar to vultures.

This flock, numbering between three and four hundred, each with a wingspan of about three meters, resembled a giant dark cloud obscuring the sky. Streams of energy emanated from the flock and attacked Qin Feng and Da Hei.

Fortunately, Qin Feng's magical power was sufficient, and his skill and proficiency in magic had reached an unimaginable level for a human.

Qin Feng made no move, merely pointing with his right index finger. The vortexes of air blowing towards him seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, disappearing from his side and leaving him alone, leisurely sitting on Dahei's back watching the approaching flock of vultures.

Level Six Wind Magic – Wind Barrier.

"Chirp~~~" With a sharp cry from the leader of the flock—a vulture two or three times the size of an ordinary one—the vultures behind him seemed to receive a command, surrounding Qin Feng and Dahei, constantly chirping as if communicating.

"Interesting. They even know how to coordinate. It seems they've developed some basic awareness and intelligence," Qin Feng smacked his lips, seemingly not taking the vultures surrounding him seriously at all.

"Caw caw~~" Seeing that Qin Feng and Dahei were surrounded, the vulture leader immediately let out several sharp cries of different tones. Hearing these cries, the vultures seemed to receive a command and began to attack Qin Feng and Dahei.

"Woo~~" Dahei, already terrified, now shrank back even further. It was no joke; its specialty was fighting on the ground. Now, with its limbs off the ground, floating in mid-air, it dared not move an inch. How could it possibly fight against vultures who treated aerial combat as a daily routine?

These vultures' attacks were very simple: charging with their bodies, scratching with their claws, pecking with their sharp beaks—pure physical attacks.

Qin Feng chuckled. They were just large birds that only knew physical attacks. That made things easier. Qin Feng had initially thought they were magical beasts, but they were just a group of flying creatures with nothing but their massive size and the most basic attacks.

"I'm too lazy to waste time with you all. I'll just finish you off with a fire." Qin Feng spoke as if it were a trivial matter. He loosened his knuckles and yawned. With a casual flick of his wrist, a ball of fire appeared in the sky within a hundred-foot radius around Qin Feng. A raging inferno instantly engulfed the vultures that were charging towards Qin Feng in formation!

"Caw caw~~~"

"Chirp chirp~~~"

...

The vultures' shrill cries echoed in the sky. Those whose feathers were stained with flames were instantly devoured by the engulfing flames, emitting a foul, roasted smell.

"What a pity, what a pity. So many birds. If I had roasted more, I could have eaten them for days. Tsk tsk, sigh." Qin Feng shook his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as he watched the vultures, still covered in flames and trying to escape.

Qin Feng's eyes had turned blood red. He let out a demonic grin as he looked at the fleeing vultures around him. A chilling killing intent emanated from his body, and a massive surge of spiritual energy locked onto the vulture leader, who was desperately screaming in fear.

"Trying to escape? You attacked me for a while, and now you think you can just walk away? Hmph, there's no such thing as a free lunch." Qin Feng's right hand suddenly shot out towards the fleeing vulture leader, as if an invisible giant hand had instantly seized it. Despite its desperate struggles, it couldn't move an inch, as if it were imprisoned in mid-air.

"Caw caw~~~ Caw caw~~~" The vulture leader was frantic, croaking loudly, but couldn't move at all. Qin Feng, lying on Big Black's back, watched the vulture leader's struggle as if it were a show, his fingers constantly tightening and loosening. At first, the vulture leader was very indignant, screeching and flapping its wings in struggle, but after exhausting all its strength, it lowered its head resignedly, a hint of unease and fear in its bird eyes as it looked at Qin Feng.

"What's wrong? You're not struggling anymore? Aren't you very strong? Don't you have enough underlings? Why aren't you struggling?" Qin Feng moved himself and Big Black next to the vulture leader, looking at it teasingly, and asked.

"Caw caw~~" The vulture leader seemed to understand Qin Feng's words, and let out two weak caws.

"Hehe, still not convinced? Fine, I'll roast you and eat you. That way, you'll be convinced, right?" Qin Feng wasn't angry; he still smiled and said to the vulture.

"Chirp chirp~~ Caw caw~~" The vulture leader clearly knew Qin Feng wasn't threatening it. It tilted its head, glanced at Qin Feng, then at the large black vulture with its limbs dangling in the air and its eyes darting around, before finally drooping its head and letting out a few low cries in submission.

"Sigh, no roasted eagle meat to eat. But finding a free laborer is still worthwhile. Hmm, take a rest first. It'll be up to you then. Good performance will be rewarded, but if you slack off, I don't mind plucking your feathers and putting you in a... well, you know." Qin Feng chuckled, patting the vulture leader's head in a "friendly" tone.

...

Night deepened, and the mischievous moon, having somehow peeked out from behind the thick clouds, shone its cool light on the earth.

In the Holy City of the Papal Kingdom, at the Temple of Light,

a somewhat unsteady figure emerged slowly from the most sacred Hall of Light within the temple. Her steps were unsteady, and she stumbled towards the Saintess Palace.

Long, reddish-brown hair cascaded messily over her shoulders, and a tattered white veil could barely conceal her exquisite figure. Her beautiful face was marred by empty, heart-wrenching eyes, with traces of undried tears still lingering at the corners. In the moonlight, faint marks of mixed blue and purple were visible on her exposed, fair skin, and even clear teeth marks could be found on her neck and arms!

This was none other than Saintess Vivian, who had been brutally violated.

The Temple Guards, responsible for patrolling the temple, seemed to have received some orders; not a single one could be seen patrolling the path from the Hall of Light to the Saintess Palace.

Vivian didn't know how she got back to her room. The pink-themed room contained only a few ordinary pieces of furniture. The room was filled with various scriptures and doctrines of the Church of Light, and prominently displayed was a three-foot-tall statue of the God of Light, identical to the one in the Great Hall of Light, only much smaller!

This statue was a gift from the angel who descended to earth to preside over Vivian's baptism when she was elevated to sainthood.

Vivian locked the door tightly, hugged her knees, clenched her teeth, and desperately suppressed the urge to cry. Strings of crystal tears streamed down her face.

Suddenly, Vivian stood up, strode to the statue of the God of Light, grabbed it, and slammed it to the ground!

With a loud crash, the statue shattered into pieces.

Chapter 248 Rescuing People

"Alright, we're finally here. Little Baldy, you're free now. Hmm, you can go." Carrying the heavy body of Big Black off the back of the bald eagle leader, which had been enhanced by his magic, Qin Feng "kindly" patted the panting eagle leader on the ground.

"Caw caw caw caw," the eagle leader weakly cried out to Qin Feng, then turned and staggered away, looking so aggrieved that even Qin Feng felt a little guilty.

"Alright, Big Black, don't look at me like that. You know, you're an accomplice too, huh? Understand? If you understand, then go!" Qin Feng nimbly flipped over and landed on Big Black's back, patting its bear head.

"Woof woof..." Big Black shook its bear head in grief and indignation, a pitiful look of helplessness in its small eyes, and sullenly ran off into the distance.

"Hmm, why do the people of this tribe look so much like berserkers?" Qin Feng, perched on Big Black's back, clicked his tongue, suddenly opened his eyes, and stroked his chin with amusement, muttering to himself.

Although Big Black's speed couldn't be called fast, under Qin Feng's constant urging, it was definitely not slow, quite fast. A few quarters of an hour later, they arrived at a small village. Calling it a small village was a bit of a stretch; Qin Feng couldn't find a better term to describe this tribe.

Thatched huts were surrounded by fences made of branches. Several animals, indistinguishable between wild boars and domestic pigs, were tied up inside. A group of bald, scrawny-looking people—yes, bald like berserkers—were several levels stronger than the berserkers in terms of muscle, spirit, and physical energy. Even the children following the adults possessed the energy of a top-tier sword saint.

"Interesting. If I took all these people to the Starry Continent, it would probably scare all the children there," Qin Feng thought mischievously. Arriving

at the village, Qin Feng dismounted from Big Black's back and led it into the village.

As soon as Qin Feng entered the village, a bald man with a white beard spotted him. The bald man looked wary, opened his mouth wide (his two front teeth were missing), and shouted at Qin Feng in a lisping voice, "Hmm

..."

Qin Feng looked at the bald man with the black staff in his hand, who was barking at him with two large gaps in his teeth. He couldn't understand a word he was saying.

If he weren't unfamiliar with the area, Qin Feng would have loved to punch the bald man and knock out his other teeth too!

"Grandpa, I'm from the forest, I don't understand what you're saying!" Qin Feng said, opening his mouth and gesturing to his ears while pointing towards the forest.

"Hmph!" The bald, white-bearded man looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, seemingly trying to gauge the credibility of his words. He then glanced in the direction Qin Feng pointed—the forest—and launched into a tirade of gibberish.

"I'm telling the truth! Look at this black bear! I caught it from the forest! See? I wasn't exaggerating!" Qin Feng frowned, pointing at the large black bear at the bald man.

"Roar!" The large black bear, seemingly in agreement with Qin Feng, roared back triumphantly, baring its teeth and opening its mouth wide in a show of bravado.

"Hmph!" The bald, white-bearded man was clearly startled by Big Black's fierce appearance, taking a few steps back and rattling off another string of words.

Qin Feng stopped Big Black, who was about to tear him apart because he was so enraged by the bald man, and said helplessly,

"Fine, I won't enter your tribe. I'll just build a hut next door, okay?" Qin Feng looked at the young and strong bald men gradually surrounding him and said helplessly.

Dear readers, you might wonder when Qin Feng's temper became so good? Admittedly, if it were Qin Feng's original personality, he would never have spoken so politely for so long, and in the end, he would have taken the initiative to back down. However, as the saying goes, "a fall into a pit, a gain in your wit," Qin Feng's previous predicament stemmed from his excessive arrogance and pride. After countless days and a journey of tens of thousands of miles from the depths of the forest to this tribe, his reflections had made him more reserved and less prone to outward expression; in other words, he had become more shrewd and calculating.

Especially now, without understanding the strength of his adversaries, Qin Feng wouldn't act rashly. After all, the white-bearded bald man alone possessed energy at the level of a sword god. Of course, the black bear's own strength was undeniable, given that it could intimidate a sword god-level white-bearded bald man.

Precisely because he hadn't figured out the tribe's true strength, Qin Feng wouldn't act rashly, instead observing from the sidelines before taking action.

Building houses was a simple matter, as the tribe was located next to a forest with abundant timber. Qin Feng spent about an hour, but that was just an approximation. There was no sun, moon, or stars here, so no one could accurately gauge the time; it was purely a matter of feeling.

Looking at the thatched hut before him, Qin Feng couldn't help but chuckle. When had he fallen so low as to have to build his own wooden hut?

Of course, none of that was the most important thing. The most important thing was finding his way back! Observing the people of this tribe was currently the only way to find his way back.

Qin Feng sat upright in the hut, using his Heaven-Shattering Earth-Shattering Technique to control his spiritual energy, locking onto every single person in the tribe. He constantly compared their language, analyzed their way of life, and continuously assessed their behavior.

Meanwhile, the tribespeople were also filled with curiosity about Qin Feng, their peculiar neighbor. Since Qin Feng entered the hut, he hadn't come out again, nor had they seen a fire inside. The entire hut was eerily quiet, as if Qin Feng didn't exist at all. Over time, the tribespeople grew accustomed to it.

However, this period of time was incredibly beneficial for Qin Feng! First, he had basically figured out the tribe's language. Although he couldn't express himself fluently yet, at least Qin Feng could understand what they were saying.

Second, the tribe still lived a life of farming and hunting, but they had mastered the use of fire. This meant that the people of this tribe had already broken free from the primitive life of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Third, the tribe's definition of time! Since arriving on this continent, Qin Feng's concept of time had been quite vague. The sky lacked the sun, moon, and stars to define events; it was always a hazy gray, without rain or clouds. Even for those with a keen sense of time, it was difficult to discern anything. However, the people of this tribe used an hourglass to keep track of time. When the sand in the hourglass ran out each day, it marked the end of the day and the beginning of a new one. Of course, at the beginning of each new day, a drum located below the hourglass would be struck by a drumstick suspended above the hourglass when the sand in the hourglass ran out, thus announcing the start of a new day to the people of the tribe.

Fifth, the martial arts skills of this tribe are extremely advanced, and what surprised Qin Feng the most was that the cultivation technique practiced by this tribe was actually the Chaos Demon Body Technique!

Although it was only an introductory chapter, the people of this tribe had cultivated it to an incredible level! However, although their strength was very strong, even a very ordinary prey here had the strength of at least an eighth-level magical beast in the Starry Sky Continent. In this way, a balance was formed between hunters and prey!

As Qin Feng's understanding of the tribe deepened, finally, after ten days (according to the tribe's timekeeping system), he stepped out of his hut. Today presented a crucial opportunity for him to integrate into the tribe: a large man in the tribe had been severely injured during a hunt—severely given the tribe's limited medical resources.

"Chieftain, you must save Bu! He was injured by the armored bear while protecting everyone!" A woman, her chest and lower body covered only by a coarse cloth, tightly embraced a middle-aged man who had fainted and was covered in wounds, and spoke to the white-bearded bald man Qin Feng had first met. "

Yes, we know Bu was injured while protecting everyone. I will do my best to heal him. Whether it works or not depends on Bu's own ability to pull through," the white-bearded bald man said somberly to the woman.

“Chieftain…” The woman was about to say something when the bald, white-bearded man interrupted her,

“Carry the cloth to the altar, I need to cast a spell!”

“Yes, Chieftain!” The strong young men surrounding the cloth replied in unison.

“I can heal him by promoting blood circulation.” Just as they were about to carry the cloth to the altar, a strange voice spoke in somewhat broken English.

The people of the tribe turned to look at Qin Feng, who was slowly walking towards them, their faces showing curiosity as they looked at this stranger whose clothes and appearance were so different from theirs.

Chapter 249 The Shaman Cannot Save a Life

“Stranger? What did you say?” The bald, white-bearded man frowned upon seeing Qin Feng. It could be said that his first impression of Qin Feng was very bad, so he couldn’t help but feel hostile upon seeing him.

However, the other bald men were quite different. They were very curious about this person who was so different from them in terms of clothing, language, and behavior. Although they were afraid of the white-bearded bald man's prestige in the tribe and dared not directly talk to Qin Feng, their eyes still swept over Qin Feng intentionally or unintentionally. A few bolder ones even stared directly at Qin Feng, as if trying to figure out what made him different from them.

"I said, I can heal him." Qin Feng said with a faint smile, looking at the woman holding the unconscious cloth, and repeated himself in their language.

"Do you know what we are saying, stranger? You are blaspheming! What makes you think you can heal him? Only a shaman with healing abilities bestowed by the gods can heal the people of the tribe! You, now, leave immediately, and I may not pursue your blasphemy. Otherwise, I will tie you up and burn you to death as a sign of respect for the gods!" The white-bearded bald man was obviously very angry, pointing his finger at Qin Feng and speaking in a trembling voice.

Qin Feng stared in astonishment at the bald, white-bearded man, who seemed to have a deep-seated grudge against him. He couldn't understand why he was so agitated. However, this wasn't surprising. In the clan era, medical conditions were extremely poor. Therefore, anyone who could cure the illnesses of their tribe held a very high status. Wizards and similar figures who prayed for divine blessings often wielded power and prestige comparable to the tribal chief. In many tribes, the chief or sage was the same person.

Given this, it was easy to understand why the bald, white-bearded man was so agitated upon hearing that Qin Feng could heal. It was a provocation—a challenge to him, the tribe's only healer!

However, Qin Feng lacked this awareness; he simply wanted to integrate into their society. That's why he acted rashly before understanding the tribe's customs.

"I think, elder, you may have some misunderstandings about me, but please don't gamble with the lives of your people. After all, he is your clansman. You may not believe me, but I'm right here. If I fail to heal him, I'm willing to pay with my life!" Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He lowered his head, not letting the bald men see his expression, and slowly spoke to the white-bearded bald man.

Sure enough, upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the bald men all focused their gaze on the white-bearded bald man, seemingly believing him. Whether these bald men were simple-minded or foolish, they were completely taken aback by Qin Feng's words, and under his influence, they began to look at the white-bearded bald man with distrust.

"You...you're talking nonsense...How could I gamble with the lives of my own people? I, Han Yisheng, have been the tribe's shaman since childhood, treating various diseases for my people, praying to the gods, and saving countless lives. But you, this kid from out of town, have been acting suspiciously since day one, and now you're trying to sow discord between me and my people. What exactly is your purpose? Do you think the warriors of our Iron Bear tribe are fools?" The white-bearded bald man, as expected of someone who had lived for many years, used a combination of persuasion and force to not only quell the distrust of his people but also gradually instill a sense of shared hatred. Some of the larger men even looked at Qin Feng with ill intent, putting him in a very passive position.

"Hehe, I'm just a lost soul. Since arriving here, I haven't done anything to wrong your Iron Bear tribe. Besides, I only wanted to save this brother, nothing more! But since you don't believe me, then forget it, consider it me being nosy. I'm in the hut next door. If things get really bad, you can come find me, but by tomorrow, otherwise he won't be able to be cured." Qin Feng maintained a faint smile that infuriated the bald white-bearded man, looking at him with a mocking expression as he slowly spoke. After speaking, Qin Feng went back to his hut.

"Hmph! You guys, hurry up and carry him to the altar. I have to pray to the gods. If it goes well, maybe he'll be better by tomorrow." The bald white-bearded man said angrily as he watched Qin Feng's figure disappear into his hut.

"So-called prayers are nothing but a charade, at best involving some self-prepared herbs. But can that compare to someone like me who knows both light-based healing magic and some basic traditional Chinese medicine?" Qin Feng sat cross-legged in the small thatched hut, a faint, unreadable expression on his face. At his feet lay the large black bear, Da Hei, fast asleep.

On the simple altar of the Iron Bear tribe, the unconscious cloth lay flat on the platform. The white-bearded bald man was dressed in a garment woven from various animal feathers, with two long feathers adorning his head. His face was painted with some unknown material, and he held a bell, dancing around the cloth, muttering incoherently.

The other bald men knelt solemnly at the altar, their eyes devoutly fixed on the dancing white-bearded bald man.

"Sigh, another group of kids enslaved by religion. Pitiful, pitiful." Qin Feng, who was monitoring the entire Iron Bear tribe with his mental power from inside the small hut, naturally knew what was happening at the altar. He slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

About four hours later, the bald men below the altar were already numb in their legs, almost losing consciousness. The white-bearded bald man who had been constantly waving his arms on the altar was drenched in sweat. His once bright eyes, now smeared with dirt, were filled with exhaustion, though the bell in his hand still held its strength as before.

"He is indeed a responsible chieftain. He has done his best for his people. Well, I never intended to take away your power; I just wanted to learn more about this world," Qin Feng said slowly, standing in the small hut facing the altar.

"Alright, Ya, I've already prayed to the gods. As for whether he can come back to life, it depends on whether he receives their blessing." Supported by two young, bald men, he slowly walked to Ya, Bu's companion, and said in a weary voice.

"Chief...you must save Bu...Bu...I..." Ya was already sobbing uncontrollably, clinging to the white-bearded bald man's leg and pleading.

"Ya, I've done my best. It all depends on whether Bu receives the gods' blessing." Supported by his companions, the white-bearded bald man finally broke free from the emotionally distraught Ya and returned to his hut.

The other able-bodied men of the tribe, except for two who stayed to guard Bu at the altar, all returned to their own huts. In any world, no one is indispensable. Life goes on even without someone; time continues even without someone.

Before the altar, Ya knelt alone on the ground, praying devoutly to the statue on the altar, showing no sign of exhaustion.

"Bang bang bang~~~" With a few loud drumbeats, a new day began. The bald men of the Iron Bear tribe resumed their daily routine. However, their current concern was whether Bu on the altar had awakened. After all, Bu had been injured while saving his people.

"Chieftain..." As soon as the white-bearded bald man approached, Ya rushed to greet him. However, her legs were numb from kneeling for so long, and she fell to the ground as soon as she tried to stand up. But she didn't care about that; she looked at the white-bearded bald man as if he were her savior.

"Help her up. Hey, Ya, don't rush. I'll go check on Bu's injuries now." The white-bearded bald man sighed slightly and said to the young men behind him, then walked towards the altar alone.

The situation was far from ideal, even appalling. Bu remained unconscious, his wounds had doubled in size, and some were oozing pus. His face was a sallow yellow; anyone could tell that Bu's condition had worsened.

"Chieftain..." A middle-aged bald man following the white-bearded bald man glanced at him, wanting to say something softly.

"Alas, it seems Bu isn't blessed by the gods!" the white-bearded bald man sighed.

"No, no, Chieftain, Bu is always kind to everyone, often helping orphans and widows in the tribe. Everyone knows that. Why, why don't the gods bless him? Why?" Ya, who had staggered to the altar, heard the white-bearded bald man's words and shouted excitedly.

"Ya, calm down, you..." The white-bearded bald man wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped, looking awkwardly at the approaching stranger—Qin Feng.

"Well, may I give it a try?" Qin Feng smiled and looked at the white-bearded bald man with a pale face, asking calmly.

Chapter 250 I'm Not a God

"You... no, Bu is a hero of our Iron Bear tribe. We can't let you, this person of unknown origin, treat him. What if you have ulterior motives? He'll be dead!" The white-bearded bald man gritted his teeth, his face flushed, and finally came up with a very good "reason," speaking to Qin Feng with righteous indignation.

"So, you'd rather Bu die than let me treat him?" Qin Feng didn't take the white-bearded bald man's provocative gaze seriously, smiled slightly, and asked in a voice that wasn't loud, but everyone could hear.

"Uh... this... of course not... it's just that your origins are unknown, and I can't just let a stranger of unknown origin treat the hero of our Iron Bear tribe!" The white-bearded bald man's neck veins bulged, and he argued helplessly.

"I think, although you are the chieftain of the Iron Bear tribe, your power doesn't extend to arbitrarily deciding whether your tribe's wounded warriors receive treatment, does it?" Qin Feng glanced at the white-bearded bald man, then walked to Bu's wife, Ya, and said sincerely,

"Sister-in-law, I am also very saddened by Bu's plight, but it's not time to despair yet. I think I can offer you some help, and as Bu's closest person, you have the right to decide whether Bu should receive my treatment!"

Qin Feng paused, turned to look at the white-bearded bald man whose face was now pale, and continued,

"As for the opinions of others, you can decide for yourself. Whether to treat him or not, the final decision is still in your hands."

"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean. I just want to know. Can you cure him?" Ya opened her eyes wide, looking at Qin Feng with some confusion, and finally shook her head, her eyes filled with a look as if she had grasped at the last straw, asking Qin Feng.

"I'll go check on his injuries first." Qin Feng gave Ya a reassuring look and turned to walk towards the altar.

"You can't go! You're just a stranger. You can't enter the most sacred altar of our Iron Bear tribe without my permission!" Seeing that he couldn't stop Qin Feng from treating Bu, the white-bearded bald man had no choice but to use his last resort—the Iron Bear tribe's rules!

"Oh? So you want Bu dead? Then everything you said and did before was just for show for your tribe?" Qin Feng looked at the white-bearded bald man's extremely distorted face and said calmly.

"You're talking nonsense! Bu is a hero of our tribe. Why would I want him dead? I'm just following the tribe's rules!" The white-bearded bald man shouted angrily, interrupting Qin Feng.

"Then tell me, which is more important, rules or human life?" Qin Feng smiled slightly and asked calmly.

"This... uh..." The white-bearded bald man didn't expect Qin Feng to ask such a question and couldn't answer for a moment. If rules were more important than human life, then... His prestige among the tribe would be affected to some extent, and if human life was more important than rules, then it meant agreeing to Qin Feng treating Bu!

This was why the white-bearded bald man hesitated, unsure what to say. No matter which answer he gave, it wouldn't be a satisfactory explanation.

"In my eyes, a leader, at all times, should put the lives of his brothers first, not cling to old rules," Qin Feng said calmly as he walked past the white-bearded bald man, seemingly unfazed by the man's murderous glare.

Qin Feng went straight to the altar, first checking Bu's injuries. Fortunately, they were mostly external wounds, with only two broken ribs.

Qin Feng confidently smiled at the bald men below the altar, who were all craning their necks and staring intently at him. With a gentle wave of his right hand, a soft, milky-white light enveloped his hand. To the astonishment of the bald men, the light, gradually coalescing into a milky-white sphere, was gently pressed into Bu's body.

Perhaps it was the ethereal purity of that milky-white sphere that stirred a sense of familiarity and admiration in these bald men, who had lived for years in a world without sun, moon, or stars. Throughout the entire process, from the moment Qin Feng pressed the sphere into Bu's body until its final insertion, all the bald men, including the white-bearded bald man, involuntarily held their breath, staring blankly at Qin Feng.

In their eyes, at this moment, Qin Feng, dressed in blood-red robes, with flowing silver hair and a solemn and serene expression, appeared exceptionally sacred, enveloped in a milky-white halo in the hazy environment.

Light-type level eight magic - God's Right Hand!

The cloth that Qin Feng had pressed into the milky-white energy ball was now visibly healing its previously worsened injuries. Within moments, the festering, pus-filled wounds were completely healed!

Of course, this was only treating external injuries; Qin Feng didn't care about common internal injuries like broken ribs.

Just as Qin Feng was about to raise his head to ask them something, he saw that everyone from the Iron Bear Tribe, led by the white-bearded bald man, was kneeling respectfully beneath the altar, gazing at Qin Feng with reverence.

"You… what is this…" Although he didn't know what was going on, Qin Feng knew the current situation was very advantageous to him, so he quickly adopted a bewildered expression—not pretending, because he was genuinely confused, just exaggerating his expression.

"God, please forgive our ignorance! Please forgive our previous disrespect!" The white-bearded bald man trembled upon hearing Qin Feng's words, repeatedly kowtowing to him.

"God? Me?" Qin Feng looked at the bald, white-bearded man who had previously been hostile towards him, now kneeling devoutly on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. He was somewhat amused and exasperated. Seeing the bald man, whose beard was already white, banging his head against the ground repeatedly, Qin Feng quickly descended from the altar and helped him up.

"What are you doing?" Qin Feng asked, feigning surprise.

"God, please forgive my ignorance! I truly didn't know it was you! Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to you even if I had a hundred lives!" The bald, white-bearded man said, his face full of shame and embarrassment.

"God?" Qin Feng asked with some doubt. Did this place also have so-called gods?

In Qin Feng's eyes, so-called gods were merely humans who possessed a method that could greatly enhance their strength. However, "gods" were stronger than humans in many ways; for example, perhaps he could find his way back from them!

"Yes, I know you're being modest, but everyone in our Iron Bear tribe saw what happened just now, Your Majesty! Light can only be created by gods!" the white-bearded bald man explained.

"Who told you that?" Qin Feng smiled slightly, pretending to be nonchalant as he continued to ask.

"This…this was passed down from our ancestors long ago. Every god emits a milky-white light," the white-bearded bald man said honestly, finally looking at Qin Feng with a puzzled expression.

It seems the gods in this world are just a group of cultivators. Since they are cultivators, finding their way back will be relatively easier. Qin Feng suppressed his inner elation, maintaining a calm demeanor, and said to the white-bearded bald man,

"I am not your god. My ability to emit white light is merely an innate skill. I am just an ordinary person." After a moment's thought, Qin Feng rejected the title of "god" that he could obtain simply by nodding in agreement. He was joking; if he admitted to being a god, these people would undoubtedly treat him with utmost respect, ruining his initial plan to integrate into the tribe and find his way home. After all, who would dare speak disrespectfully before a god? "

You're not a god?" The white-bearded bald man was startled and was about to kneel and kowtow to Qin Feng again.

"Get up. I already said I'm not a god. I'm just a vagrant who knows a few tricks," Qin Feng said, patting the white-bearded bald man on the shoulder.

"Oh, yes, you're not a god, I know." The white-bearded bald man glanced at Qin Feng, then his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something. He nodded knowingly at Qin Feng and said, but his humble attitude remained unchanged.

It seemed he didn't want his divine identity to be revealed, so he thought Qin Feng was just concealing it. Looking at the white-bearded bald man's comical appearance, Qin Feng was speechless. It was probably the case that the more you explain, the worse it gets.

"Go whittle some straight wood. I need to set Bu's bones." Qin Feng was too lazy to explain further and said casually to the white-bearded bald man.

"Yes, okay, I'll go right away." The white-bearded bald man replied quickly, a stark contrast to his previous resentful attitude.

"I've already healed Bu's external injuries, but he broke two bones. I'll set them later." Qin Feng looked at Ya, who was staring straight at him, wanting to ask but not daring to, and nodded.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you so much, thank you..." Ya was too excited to speak, repeatedly thanking Qin Feng.

"Bu should be awake now." Qin Feng ordered two strong, bald men to carry Bu down from the altar.

Sure enough, before Qin Feng finished speaking, Bu, who had been unconscious, groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Chapter 251 Catherine's Betrayal

"Bu...you're awake? You're finally awake, waah~~~" Seeing Bu open his eyes, Ya was overjoyed and rushed over, tightly hugging the now very weak Bu, crying uncontrollably.

"Ya...I'm alright...don't worry...I'm fine...alive...be good...don't cry..." Bu, held in Ya's arms, said weakly in a hoarse voice.

"Um... I won't cry... I won't cry... You're awake... I'm so happy... Bu... Waaah..." Ya wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, trying to appear calm, but she couldn't keep up the act and finally burst into tears, a mixture of excitement, lingering fear, or some other emotion.

"Bu, you should thank this gentleman for waking up this time. He saved you. Originally, everyone thought, everyone thought you..." After releasing the tension and fear she had been feeling for the past two days, Ya regained some composure and realized that Qin Feng was still standing beside her. She quickly wiped her face sheepishly and introduced him to Bu.

"Thank you..." Bu turned her head with difficulty, looked at Qin Feng, and managed to utter two words in a bitter voice.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, casually flicked his wrist, and a crystal-clear water ball floated in his palm.

"Have some water first, you haven't had any for two days." Qin Feng smiled faintly at Bu, the water ball in his hand seemingly squeezed out by something, tracing a perfect parabola in the air before finally landing in Bu's slightly open mouth amidst the astonished expressions of the Iron Bear Tribe members around him.

As if doing something insignificant, Qin Feng poured the water ball into Bu's mouth and then casually instructed the white-bearded bald man who had already brought some wood:

"I'll set his bones later. You guys stand by and support him. You all need to… understand?"

"Yes, we all understand!" The white-bearded bald man glanced at the other bald men. Finally, he respectfully addressed Qin Feng.

"Then let's begin, Bu. It might hurt a little, you have to hang in there!" Qin Feng gently patted Bu's shoulder and said.

"Okay, let's go, I, Bu, won't utter a single sound." A determined look flashed in Bu's eyes as he nodded to Qin Feng and said.

"Alright, let's begin." Qin Feng gently felt the broken ribs of the cloth, then applied slight pressure with his fingers. Two sharp cracking sounds rang out, and a grimace flashed across the cloth's sallow face. Qin Feng clapped his hands with a relaxed expression, took the piece of wood handed to him by the bald man with the white beard, and carefully secured the newly mended area.

"Alright, that's enough for now. Let's take the cloth back. I need to go gather some herbs," Qin Feng said to the bald men around him.

Two of the bald men immediately came out and carefully carried the cloth back to his house. Ya bowed to Qin Feng and then followed them back.

"What herbs would you like to gather? I'll go with you," the white-bearded bald man said cautiously, glancing at Qin Feng.

"Hmm? This... you wouldn't understand. You all go back first. I can manage on my own," Qin Feng said calmly. "

This..." The white-bearded bald man hesitated, looking at Qin Feng. Even doing small tasks by the god's side would be beneficial in the future, but Qin Feng wouldn't let anyone go. After weighing his options, the white-bearded bald man wanted to say something, but Qin Feng interrupted him:

"I won't take you this time. I need to investigate. I'll let you know when I get back, and you can go next time."

"Yes!" The white-bearded bald man nodded helplessly. Although they couldn't go this time, since the god had promised to go next time, they would wait for the next opportunity.

"Alright, you guys wait for me here. Be careful in the meantime, and don't push yourselves too hard during the hunt. I'll be back as quickly as possible. Just be careful, everyone." Qin Feng blew a whistle, and the massive Big Black came running over, licking Qin Feng's hand with its scarlet tongue in a fawning manner. "

Okay, I know, I know you're very obedient!" Qin Feng patted Big Black's head and turned to the group of bald men, saying,

"I have Big Black protecting me, so don't worry, I'll be back soon." With that, he climbed onto Big Black's back, and with Big Black's howl, they headed into the forest. "

Truly worthy of being called a god. Only a god could make a Bloodthirsty Demon Bear as obedient as this." The white-bearded bald man watched Qin Feng's disappearing figure and sighed.

"A god, Chieftain? You said he's a god?" A bald man with excellent hearing happened to overhear the white-bearded bald man's words and leaned forward to ask.

"What? He's a god?"

"What's wrong? Don't you believe me? Think about it, that white ball he just released, and the water ball later. If he wasn't a god, who could sit on it?"

"But, I always feel like he..."

"What's wrong with feeling like he is? You're still not convinced, aren't you?"

"But, this god is too much, isn't he?"

"I think he's very much like a god. Think about it, if he wasn't a god, why wouldn't he come earlier or later, but only when Zizaibu was about to die?"

"Alright, you bunch of brats, go back to your own business and stop gossiping here, okay?" Finally, seeing that these energetic young men were getting more and more outrageous, the white-bearded bald man had to use his clan leader's authority to speak.

"Whether you are a god or not, I believe you are. Perhaps it is because of your appearance that our Iron Bear Tribe has embarked on a path we could never have imagined." A glint of wisdom flashed in the eyes of the white-bearded bald man, before he returned to his original state, looking in the direction Qin Feng had disappeared, and muttered to himself.

Starry Continent, Vermilion Bird City, Southern Qin Empire, Phoenix Grand Duke's Mansion.

"What? You want to go to the Mayan Wasteland? No way! Absolutely not! You know the current situation on the continent. The Mayan Wasteland is now the enemy of the entire continent! Do you understand? The enemy of the entire continent! If it were before, when Qin Feng was here, I would believe he could protect you. But now he's dead, how can he protect you!" The Duke of Phoenix angrily pointed at Catherine, who was dressed in military uniform and had a stubborn and cold expression, and scolded her.

"Feng isn't dead! He can't be dead, I can feel his presence!" Catherine, who had been enduring Duke Phoenix's reprimands, raised her eyebrows and said coldly upon hearing the Duke say Qin Feng was dead.

"Fine, fine, even if he's not dead, he's not here right now, is he? More than three months have passed without a trace of him. If he were still alive, why wouldn't he come looking for you? Besides, without this killing god, how can the Mayan Wasteland withstand the invasion of the entire continent? Catherine, don't forget, you are my daughter, you are a member of the Phoenix family, and everything must be for the sake of the family! Hmm, I've already found you a good family, the eldest son of the Golden Dragon family, Mokototi. Our two families have already discussed it, you two will get married next month!" Duke Phoenix finally sat down, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said slowly.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Kai Senlin raised her delicate eyebrows, her beautiful eyes widened, and she glared angrily at Duke Phoenix. The temperature in the entire room suddenly dropped considerably.

"You're all grown up now, of marriageable age. As your father, I should be concerned for you, shouldn't I?" Duke Phoenix said casually, completely ignoring Catherine's anger.

"I'm already engaged! I'm so sorry, Duke Phoenix! My husband is Qin Feng. I remember you once blessed us. How can you change your mind so quickly?" Catherine laughed angrily, looking at Duke Phoenix.

"Times have changed. Back then, Qin Feng was still alive, so I blessed you. Now he's gone, or rather, we've lost contact with him. So, you don't need to wait for someone who's gone and whose whereabouts are unknown anymore. Catherine, you're my daughter. I'm doing this for your own good!" Duke Phoenix said earnestly, looking at Catherine.

"Hmph, for my sake? The Golden Dragon Clan's Grand Duke has been killed by Feng, and their power is far less than before. And Mokototi, the eldest son and first in line to the throne, is notoriously weak. You want to marry me off to him, then control him through me, thus achieving your goal of controlling the Golden Dragon Clan, right?" Catherine showed no mercy to Grand Duke Phoenix, speaking sarcastically.

"I'm doing this for the family's benefit. The entire continent is in chaos, and the other three great families are gradually declining. This is the time for our Phoenix family to rise to prominence. You, as the eldest daughter of our Phoenix family, should sacrifice yourself for our family's great cause!" Grand Duke Phoenix, angered by Catherine

's words, roared at her. "Yes, what a high-sounding excuse! All of this is just to satisfy your selfish desires. I, Catherine, will never become your tool for gaining power!" Catherine retorted sharply, unyielding.

"Fine, fine, fine indeed! My own daughter, my good daughter, is the first to oppose me! Fine, very well! Since that's how it is, then don't blame me!" Grand Duke Phoenix's face was ashen as he stared at Catherine, his lips twitching. He then shouted loudly towards the door,

"Guards! Seize Catherine, this unfilial descendant who betrayed the family!"

With Grand Duke Phoenix's roar, a commotion arose outside the door. The door was then flung open, and a large contingent of soldiers in gleaming armor entered, surrounding the room.

Clearly, Grand Duke Phoenix had been prepared.

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