66: Chapter 66: A Bountiful Harvest! A Dou Zong's Fortuitous Encounter

"The one who killed Liu Suifeng?"

The few people present looked at each other and then burst into uproarious laughter.

One balding middle-aged man laughed so hard he couldn't even stand up straight, clutching his stomach. "Kid, are your hairs even fully grown yet? How dare you boast about killing Liu Suifeng."

"Looking at how miserable he is, you didn't just wash up and put on some sissy clot—"

Swish!

Several streaks of sword qi appeared like a piercing cold wind, spreading toward everyone with lightning speed. Two of them shot directly at the balding middle-aged man.

The man hadn't expected Gu Han to strike suddenly. By the time he reacted, one streak of sword qi grazed his bald head, while another landed on his chest.

"Pfft!"

The balding middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood that emanated a cold chill, and he was sent flying back several dozen feet.

The other streaks of sword qi shattered the room's door and several chairs into pieces, with the icy chill freezing everything within a ten-foot radius.

"A Nine-Star Dou Practitioner!"

The strongest person present, Lin Hu—the leader of the Tiger Fang Mercenary Group from Qinghe Town and a three-star Dou Master—his pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief.

So young, yet already a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner?

"So what if he's a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner?" A one-star Dou Master standing next to where the balding man had been said with cold eyes. "Daring to hit my brother Tang Hao—you have already found your way to death."

"Don't be stupid." Lin Hu reached out to stop Tang Shan and cupped his fists toward Gu Han. "Young master, we meant no offense. We'll leave right now."

Gu Han’s expression remained cold as he offered no reply, simply sheathing his longsword slowly.

The blood on the longsword had already turned into blood-colored frost when he unleashed those streaks of sword qi.

"Let's go."

Lin Hu breathed a sigh of relief and waved for his two subordinates—a one-star Dou Master and a seven-star Dou Zhe—to leave with him.

As for the others, he had already intervened once and wouldn't speak up a second time.

Seeing this, the other Dou Practitioners followed suit, despite their confusion.

Only Tang Shan's expression remained gloomy. After his gaze shifted for a moment, he waved to the two attendants behind him.

The two immediately propped up the unconscious Tang Hao and moved behind Tang Shan.

"Kid, you..."

Tang Shan wanted to say something threatening, but he happened to meet Gu Han's calm eyes.

They were so calm they lacked any trace of life; it didn't feel like he was looking at a person, but rather a corpse.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop. Tang Shan felt a chill all over his body; without changing his expression, he turned and walked out of the inn.

A few breaths later, only Gu Han remained in the room. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pointed a finger at Liu Suifeng's dantian on the ground.

The Profound Yin Power entered Liu Suifeng's liquefied cyclone, completely destroying it.

"Pfft!"

The destruction of his cultivation caused Liu Suifeng to spit out a mouthful of blood, jolting him awake from the intense pain.

Pain radiated from his arms, lower abdomen, and groin, accompanied by a sense of emptiness from his soul, causing him to let out a miserable cry of agony.

"You... who are you!?"

"I... ah, hiss... what's going on!"

Liu Suifeng's body trembled on the ground, his bloodshot gaze falling upon Gu Han.

"I heard you're worth a lot of money."

Gu Han didn't answer; he crouched down and took the storage ring from Liu Suifeng's hand.

As his Soul Power entered to investigate, his lips twitched, and he nearly threw the storage ring away.

Inside was actually a pile of various colored bellybands and undergarments, likely the trophies of a Flower thief.

Suppressing his disgust for the man, Gu Han transferred a pile of about 30,000 gold coins into his own storage ring.

Perhaps because he frequently had to flee across the empire, the storage ring mostly contained daily necessities, Grade 2 and Grade 3 healing medicines, and Dou Qi recovery pills, with no valuable natural treasures.

Of course, there were also some special jars and bottles. They weren't labeled, but they were likely what Yao Lao meant when he told Little Yan, "This old man shall pass on a potion to you."

However, as a rogue seven-star Dou Master, it was impossible for him to carry anything too precious.

The real harvest was the three scrolls in a wooden box in the corner.

[Flower-Plucking Hand]: A non-attributed Xuan-rank secret technique that increases attack speed. At the perfection level, its speed is extremely astonishing. When used with weapons or hidden projectiles, it often allows one to strike second but arrive first, seizing the initiative.

[Qiankun One Night]: A High-level Xuan Rank cultivation method when practiced alone. It can supplement one's original cultivation method. It consists of a Male Yang Volume and a Female Yin Volume; if practiced together, the effect is comparable to a Di-rank low-grade cultivation method (supportive).

[Cold Pool Moon Reflection Walk]: A Di-rank early-stage movement Dou Technique created by the Flower-Plucking Venerable. When performed, it is like walking alone in moonlight, leaving behind frosty glints. One must reach the mortal realm in soul state to master it. At perfection, it allows one to touch upon the power of space, increasing the chance of entering the Dou Zong level.

"Hiss!"

Gu Han exclaimed inwardly, his expression visibly moved.

Although the secret technique Flower-Plucking Hand was only Xuan-rank, its effects pleasantly surprised him.

Whether using a sword, finger techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques, or forming seals, attack speed is always crucial.

The cultivation method Qiankun One Night was also quite good; it could be practiced alone, as a dual cultivation, or as a supplement, and its effects were decent.

What he least expected was that his first genuine Di-rank Dou Technique would actually come from a Flower thief, and a movement Dou Technique at that.

With such high-level resources, instead of developing quietly, Liu Suifeng actually became a notorious Flower thief being hunted down.

But he wasn't entirely stupid; he didn't reveal the true level of his cultivation methods to the outside world. Even the "High-level Xuan Rank" rating was just speculation by others.

Otherwise, even a Dou Huang would have personally come to hunt him down.

"What a waste of God's gifts. If you don't die, who will?"

Gu Han stored the three cultivation methods into the Black Tortoise Mystic Realm and looked at Liu Suifeng.

"You... it seems... you already know about... those three techniques." Liu Suifeng had lost a lot of blood and no longer cared about the pain. His breath was faint as he gave a self-mocking smile. "I was an ordinary person with a childhood sweetheart. We promised to be together, but she turned around and married the son of the mercenary group leader who bullied her."

"I was hunted, fell off a cliff, and unexpectedly found a storage ring containing these inheritances."

"After becoming stronger, I took revenge on everyone who failed me. I felt that women in this world are mostly fickle, so they might as well just help me cultivate."

"I didn't expect that in the end, I would die in such a manner."

"Is it retribution? To hell with the heavens!"

Liu Suifeng had already recalled his memories from before he lost consciousness; he had been enticed into dual cultivation by a snake woman.

Dual cultivation was supposed to be for mutual progress, but that snake woman seemed to have used him to practice some secret technique, causing the Dou Qi in his body to be swallowed and his meridians to be torn.

The voice that suddenly appeared in his mind at the final moment sounded like it came from the youth before him.

His arms were destroyed, his lower body was destroyed, and he had lost his cultivation; he no longer wanted to live.

"That Female Snake Person has already been slain by me," Gu Han said.

"Hmm?" Liu Suifeng's eyes widened in a final burst of lucidity. "Is that true?"

Gu Han brought out Lisha's corpse for a brief moment before storing it back into the Black Tortoise Mystic Realm.

"Good, great!" Liu Suifeng let out a laugh. "Then I have no regrets. In the Southern Province, Black Water City, Clear Water River Town... keep going south to the cliff... there's still good stuff there, there..."

As his voice trailed off, Liu Suifeng's head slumped to the side, and he died.

Gu Han put the corpse into the man's storage ring, then went to the window and flew toward Black Flame City using his Dou Qi Wings.

This scene happened to be witnessed by the people gathered outside the inn, who instantly fell silent.

Only after Gu Han's back was no longer visible did a more heated discussion break out.

"Was that a Dou Wang Expert!?"

"It's a Flying Dou Technique. That person is undoubtedly a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner; otherwise, killing us would have been as easy as turning over a hand, and it wouldn't have just been a warning."

"What on earth is that youth's background? To be a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner at such a young age and even possess a Flying Dou Technique."

"I know," Lin Hu said, attracting everyone's attention. "This person should be the most talented disciple of this generation from the Cloud Mist Sect—Gu Han!"