Swoosh!

As the words fell, Qian Shaofeng’s figure flickered and appeared beside the corpse, ignoring the crimson blood wolves glaring around.

The crimson blood wolves, as seventh-level demon beasts, were violent and ferocious. Seeing a mere human so dismissive of them, they immediately became enraged.

Roar!

With a fierce howl, several crimson blood wolves leapt at Qian Shaofeng together, their sharp claws leaving chilling shadows in the night.

At that moment, a golden fireball descended from the sky.

Boom!

The crimson blood wolves didn’t have time to react before their bodies were crushed into meat patties. Ferocious shockwaves swept in all directions, scraping off a layer from the ground, and the remaining wolves were flung back, vomiting blood, twitching on the ground, clearly doomed.

Swoosh!

Qian Shaofeng was prepared, casually waving his hand to slash a cyan sword light, splitting the incoming shockwave in half.

"Tu Shan, it’s just a few crimson blood wolves, no need for such a commotion," Qian Shaofeng said displeasedly.

Bang!

A middle-aged martial artist kicked a crimson blood wolf’s head, which hadn’t yet stopped breathing, causing it to explode, laughing maniacally:

"Haha, just venting a bit after holding back for so long. Quickly, see if this person is Luo Feng."

Hearing this, Qian Shaofeng didn’t pay attention to the other and focused his gaze on the bloody corpse.

Soon, he shook his head:

"This person’s skeletal frame is large, his bone age doesn’t match that of a youth; he shouldn’t be Luo Feng."

"Then who is it?"

Qian Shaofeng pondered briefly, took a deep breath, and said: "His right thumb is slightly thicker than the left, surely he practices saber techniques for many years. If I’m not mistaken, this should be Evil Saber."

"Evil Saber! He’s dead!"

The middle-aged martial artist’s eyes widened, shocked.

Qian Shaofeng didn’t speak, his figure flickered around the area. After a long time, he returned to his original spot and said:

"From the traces, it seems Evil Saber didn’t just face Luo Feng. On the ground, there are marks left by Yuangang Hall’s Five Peaks Style. It seems that young girl in red who left Big Market City with Luo Feng is Yuangang Hall disciple Lin Hongyi."

"Lin Hongyi?"

The middle-aged martial artist frowned slightly, shaking his head:

"Lin Hongyi ranked 25th in the last New Dragon List Conference, below your rank. Evil Saber is an established Spiritual Rotation realm ninth-level martial artist who I wouldn’t underestimate. Even if Lin Hongyi and Luo Feng teamed up, they shouldn’t be a match for Evil Saber."

Qian Shaofeng said: "There are Cloud python wolf and Purple Lightning Unicorn Eagle’s claw prints on the ground, indicating a Wild tribe expert was here."

"I see, it must be the Wild tribe expert who chased Evil Saber to Big Market City. Evil Saber must’ve died by her hand."

The middle-aged martial artist realized, then glanced at Evil Saber’s corpse, sneering:

"A complete waste, failing even to kill someone. Well, Luo Feng offended the Crown Prince; letting him die so easily would be too lenient. When I catch him, I’ll crush his bones inch by inch, making him beg for life and death! Haha, a mere New Dragon List expert dares to be so arrogant; I’ll show him what it means that there’s always a higher person beyond. The sky is endless!"

Hearing the middle-aged martial artist’s words, Qian Shaofeng frowned slightly.

He was also listed on the New Dragon List and had once lost to Luo Feng at the Business Alliance Conference, so these words greatly displeased him.

Though annoyed, Qian Shaofeng said nothing more. The middle-aged martial artist named Tu Shan, once infamous as Evil Saber, was brutal and ruthless, with numerous lives in his hands. Pursued by enemies, he had no choice but to seek refuge under the Crown Prince’s command.

Though his character was lacking, his cultivation should not be underestimated, reaching the later stage of the ninth level in the Spiritual Rotation realm, comparable to Evil Saber, heavily favored by the Crown Prince, reigning supreme.

Last time, the Heavenly Position Commerce Alliance lost its top alliance position due to Luo Feng, enraging the Crown Prince, who then sent Tu Shan to hunt Luo Feng.

Thinking of the Crown Prince, Qian Shaofeng said:

"Tu Shan, Luo Feng has already broken through to the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation realm, and he has comprehended the Grand Momentum, not an ordinary opponent. I advise you not to pursue Luo Feng alone, and quickly contact the Crown Prince to send other experts."

"What do you mean?"

Tu Shan’s eyes widened, grimly smiling: "You’re saying I’m not a match for Luo Feng?"

"Exactly."

Qian Shaofeng nodded. Born in Azure Sky City’s Qian Family, he had broad experience and had studied tracking skills with a family elder.

He had already seen that Luo Feng and Lin Hongyi were the only ones who fought Evil Saber; the Wild tribe expert didn’t intervene. Moreover, from the battle traces, it was likely Luo Feng who killed Evil Saber.

"Qian Shaofeng, don’t belittle me."

Tu Shan’s face turned dark, coldly said: "I’ve heard you were defeated by Luo Feng at the Business Alliance Conference. Do you think I’m as weak as you?"

Qian Shaofeng was already vexed by losing to Luo Feng, and hearing this, he glanced at Tu Shan coldly:

"I’ve made my point clearly. Whether you listen is up to you. Farewell!"

After speaking, Qian Shaofeng said no more and turned to leave.

At the Business Alliance Conference, although defeated by Luo Feng, he could still fight.

But now, he had only just reached the peak of the eighth level in the Spiritual Rotation realm, while Luo Feng had the capability to kill a later stage ninth-level martial artist.

This fact exerted great pressure on him, making him eager to return and cultivate.

"Wait!"

Tu Shan flashed and reached out to stop Qian Shaofeng:

"Qian Shaofeng, you promised the Crown Prince to help me kill Luo Feng. Now Luo Feng isn’t dead, and you want to leave?"

Though he looked down on Qian Shaofeng’s ability, he acknowledged his tracking skills. With aid, finding Luo Feng quickly was possible.

Qian Shaofeng glanced at Tu Shan, calmly said:

"I only promised to guide the Crown Prince’s men. Now I’ve found Luo Feng’s trail, the rest is not my concern."

Tu Shan frowned, "Qian Shaofeng, you lost face at the Business Alliance Conference, don’t you want revenge?"

Qian Shaofeng squinted coldly, "I’ll defeat him, but through honorable duel, not through such despicable actions."

"An honorable duel?"

Tu Shan laughed: "You were already no match when Luo Feng’s cultivation was less than yours. Now he’s surpassed you; do you still think you have a chance?"

Qian Shaofeng’s face turned ashen, gritting his teeth: "That’s my business, I won’t accompany you!"

Swoosh!

As his words fell, Qian Shaofeng rode his sword, shooting towards Big Market City.

"You..."

Tu Shan watched Qian Shaofeng’s silhouette, his eyes gleaming coldly, finally exhaling and threatening:

"If not for the Crown Prince, I’d kill you with one palm! Hmph, let it be, the credit for killing Luo Feng will be mine alone."

With a cold smile, Tu Shan glanced at the whitening sky, pondering:

"Luo Feng shouldn’t be far away. There are only a few cities in this direction. I’ll inquire in each; I refuse to believe I can’t find him!"

Bam!

As his words fell, Tu Shan stomped the ground, his body shooting into the distance, soon disappearing at the horizon.