15: Chapter 15 The Chaos Technique: Get Rich Overnight!

"Open it immediately!"

Qin Feng thought silently in his heart, a flash of irrepressible heat crossing his pitch-black eyes.

Anything produced by the System is a fine product.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill allowed him to break through three Realms in a single night. What kind of surprise would this so-called Mysterious Gift Bag bring?

[Ding! Mysterious Gift Bag has been opened —]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the supreme Cultivation Technique: "Chaos Art"!]

Hum —!

As the System's emotionless, mechanical voice faded, a massive, ancient, and profound flow of information, like a bursting dam, instantly poured forcibly into Qin Feng's mind.

A book slowly opened in his mind, and immediately after, the Qi and blood in his whole body began to surge according to the records of the Cultivation Technique...

Crackle! Crackle!

The bones that had just broken through to the fourth stage of the Mortal Realm, under the scouring of the Cultivation Technique's mobilization, actually emitted a series of faint cracking sounds again.

The slight hidden injuries left in his muscles and tendons from forcibly practicing the "Mountain Breaking Fist" were instantly repaired to their original state.

"What an overbearing Cultivation Technique!"

Qin Feng opened his eyes abruptly, spat out a visible gray turbid gas, and a substantive sharp light erupted from his eyes.

With the "Chaos Art", he would be equivalent to a never-tiring Qi and blood production machine from now on!

Combined with the violent destructive power of the "Mountain Breaking Fist", who within the same Realm could stop him?!

"Mas... Master..."

A weak, awe-filled call interrupted Qin Feng's thoughts.

Bai Yuhe was still kneeling honestly on the cold rocky ground, not daring to even raise her head.

Just a moment ago, she felt a terrifying pressure from Qin Feng that made her very Soul tremble; that feeling was even more terrifying than facing the Steward.

Qin Feng glanced down from above, his tone returning to his usual softness:

"Get up. From today on, as long as you are obedient, I guarantee that you will not only survive but also live ten thousand times better than before."

"Really? Can I still call Master 'Brother Feng' occasionally?"

Bai Yuhe raised her watery eyes, confirmed that the other party was not angry, and then carefully climbed up.

"Go, pick all the spirit tangerines on the tree, be quick. Before dawn, take as many as you can!"

Qin Feng pointed at the spirit tangerine tree and gave the order directly.

With strength as his backing, he no longer needed to be secretive like before.

In the lower-tier Servant District, with the strength of the fourth stage of the Mortal Realm, basically no Menial Laborer would go looking for trouble.

So this time, Qin Feng was ready to do something big!

"Yes! Master!"

Bai Yuhe agreed and began to pick desperately.

The thirty-year-old spirit tangerines were heavy, exuding an enticing fruity aroma.

Qin Feng was not idle either; he took off his tattered coat to use as a bag, and together with Bai Yuhe, like a plague of locusts, frantically looted this huge wealth.

The two of them went back and forth between the hidden cave and Shed No. 10086 all night...

Until the east turned white and the morning mist in the Servant District rose again, the two of them returned to the shed, panting.

...

In the dilapidated Shed No. 10086, the wooden door was firmly propped shut.

Borrowing the faint light, looking at the more than six hundred spirit tangerines piled in the corner like a small golden mountain.

Bai Yuhe's breathing became extremely rapid, her chest heaving violently, and a blatant fanaticism flashed in her fox-like eyes.

Chen Xiaodao's death? It had long been thrown to the back of her mind!

In a man-eating world, only by following a true powerhouse is one qualified to survive and enjoy a life above others!

Crucially, psychologically speaking, Chen Xiaodao had never reached her heart, but Qin Feng always did.

"Master, this time... this time we have really made a fortune..."

Bai Yuhe knelt beside the pile of spirit tangerines, touching the golden fruits with trembling hands, her mind full of good days ahead of eating meat every meal, wearing silk, and living in a big courtyard.

"Hmm, this is only half."

Qin Feng sat on a broken wooden stump nearby, picked up a spirit tangerine, peeled it casually, stuffed it into his mouth:

"Tomorrow you stay in the shed to keep watch, I will use the fastest speed to break these things down and exchange them for servant coins. We will continue to pick at night!"

"Remember, be fast, do not let too many people pay attention. Although I am not afraid of lower-tier Menial Laborers, it would be troublesome if it alarmed the people from the Management Hall."

Qin Feng's eyes were cold as knives.

He knew very well that the innocent are punished for their wealth. Before he had a firm foothold, keeping a low profile was the way to go.

"Yes, this servant will obey everything Master says!"

Bai Yuhe nodded repeatedly obediently.

She turned around, knelt and crawled to Qin Feng's feet, raising her fair, fox-like face.

The fear in her eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by skilled flattery and coquettishness.

"Master has been busy all night, you must be exhausted..."

Bai Yuhe's voice was so soft and charming that it seemed to drip water. She stretched out her soft, boneless hands, gently placed them on Qin Feng's sturdy thighs, and kneaded them gently.

She asked softly: "Then now... does Master want this servant to serve you well so you can rest?"

...

Over the next three days, Qin Feng and Bai Yuhe completely transformed into emotionless transport machines.

During the day, Qin Feng divided hundreds of spirit tangerines into a dozen small packages and sold them not only in the lower-tier Servant District.

He even risked it and went to the Middle-tier Servant living area a few times, selling the spirit tangerines at a high price to some Middle-tier Servants who urgently needed to replenish their Qi and blood.

When encountering those thorns who wanted to rob him, Qin Feng didn't talk nonsense at all.

Releasing a trace of his Qi and blood power from the fourth stage of the Mortal Realm, combined with the terrifying Battle Intent honed by the "Mountain Breaking Fist", anyone could tell he was not a soft persimmon.

In the Servant District, strength is always the best pass!

And at night, the two of them, like ghosts, sneaked into the hidden cave in the Luanzang Mountain Range again and picked all the remaining spirit tangerines on the tree.

For three whole days!

That spirit tangerine tree, which had been ripened by the water of maturity, was picked until not a single fruit remained!

And the result was an extremely generous return.

Inside Shed No. 10086, Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the broken grass mat, and in the rag bundle in front of him, a pile of heavy red copper coins was neatly arranged.

On each copper coin, the unique Hehuan flower mark of the Hehuan Sect was engraved.

"One thousand."

Qin Feng weighed the handful of servant coins in his hand, and a look of relief finally curled up at the corner of his mouth.

A full one thousand servant coins!

Just half a month ago, he was still a lower-tier Menial Laborer who was almost beaten to death by Steward Wang for buying "xiongfeng powder" with ten servant coins.

And now, he was already holding a huge sum of money and had the capital to take a step forward in this cruel world!

"Master, with so much money, can we leave the shed area?"

Bai Yuhe snuggled beside Qin Feng, looking at the shiny copper coins, her eyes glowing with gold, wishing she could stuff all this money into her arms immediately.

"Of course."

Qin Feng tied the bundle tightly, hid it close to his body, stood up, his eyes showing a domineering spirit that looked down on everything:

"Let's go to the Management Hall. From now on, I will change your way of living!"