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182: Chapter 182 The master's words are orders.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing the call, Zhao Simin wiped the blood from her face and hurriedly retreated to Qin Feng's side.

"Ghostly Wind-Stepping, go!"

Qin Feng let out a low shout, his magic power surging wildly beneath his feet as he pushed his Wind-Stepping Step to its limit, transforming himself into a cyan gale.

Carrying Bai Qi like a nimble roc, he used the hard city wall for leverage a few times, directly vaulting over the dozens-of-zhang-high basalt wall and landing steadily inside Sunset City.

Zhao Simin also executed her movement technique, following closely behind. With a few leaps, the three of them completely vanished into the chaotic city gate, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded city-guarding Cultivators.

...

Not long after, in a secluded alley in the southern part of Sunset City.

"Bang."

The wooden gate of the stone house's courtyard was kicked open rather roughly by Qin Feng, and the three of them walked in quickly.

Returning to the room, Qin Feng casually tossed Bai Qi, who had fallen completely unconscious and whose aura was weak and listless, onto the wooden couch.

"Ouch, take it easy..."

Being tossed so roughly, the unconscious Bai Qi murmured in pain.

"Zhao Simin, I have a task for you."

Qin Feng turned his head, looked at the woman beside him who was panting slightly with a flushed face, and calmly instructed:

"Tear off the tattered clothes on this woman, clean her wounds with warm water, and then bandage her up using the Jade Dew Bone-Knitting Pill and Bruise-Dissipating Powder I bought earlier."

Hearing the instruction, Zhao Simin was stunned at first, and then a flash of undisguised jealousy and grievance flickered in her beautiful eyes.

She looked at Bai Qi lying on the couch, who, despite her pale face and blood-covered body, still possessed an eye-catching, exaggerated figure, and bit her red lips in jealousy, whispering:

"Master... this woman's background is unknown, why did you risk your life to save her from the beast tide..."

"And now, you want me to serve her..."

"Master, could it be that you saw how foxy she looks and how good her figure is, and have some crooked thoughts?"

By the end, Zhao Simin's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, yet it carried a resentful, sour tone.

She hadn't even noticed herself that, from some point on, her address for Qin Feng had changed from initial resistance to current, natural obedience.

She even developed this subtle possessiveness when facing other outstanding female Cultivators.

"Slap!"

A crisp slapping sound—of course, this time it was just Qin Feng playfully giving her waist a hard smack.

"Ah—!"

Zhao Simin let out a delicate cry, her pretty face instantly turning red to the roots of her ears, and she shot him a coquettish glare.

"A Master's word is law; execute the order first, then ask questions. Stop playing with words here."

Qin Feng smiled rather wickedly, reached out to lift her delicate chin, and warned her in a domineering tone:

"I naturally have a use for saving her. Go do it quickly. If you dare to slack off or tamper with the medicine... hehe, tonight this Young Master will let you see what true cruelty is."

Upon hearing the word "cruelty," Zhao Simin's delicate body trembled violently. Images that made one blush uncontrollably surfaced in her mind, and she was so embarrassed she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"This servant... this servant understands. Rest assured, Master, I will definitely take good care of her."

Zhao Simin lowered her head in a panic, hurriedly picked up the wooden basin nearby, and went to fetch water.

Seeing the little servant start to get busy, Qin Feng clapped his hands, walked out of the stone house in high spirits, and arrived in the slightly damp courtyard.

At this moment, the roars of beasts and the sound of alarm bells outside the city were still echoing in the sky, but in this secluded, character-shaped courtyard, it felt surprisingly quiet.

Just as Qin Feng stood in the courtyard, preparing to think about his next plan.

In his mind, a crisp, melodious notification, like celestial music from the Heavenly Dao, suddenly rang out without warning.

[Ding! Detected eligible aid target 'Bai Qi', who has successfully escaped a life-or-death crisis!]

[Task: Help Bai Qi escape a life-or-death crisis, completed to Perfection!]

[Congratulations Host, you have obtained one System task mystery gift package! Does the Host wish to open it now?]

The moment he heard the notification, a flash of uncontrollable wild joy instantly erupted from the depths of Qin Feng's eyes.

'It's finally here! After all that trouble, I've been waiting just for this moment!'

There was absolutely no room for hesitation; he immediately commanded loudly in his mind, unable to wait:

"Open it, open it immediately!"

[Ding! Mystery gift package is opening...]

[Congratulations Host, you have obtained a Tier 3 supreme-grade Magic Treasure—the 'beast-taming ring'!]

[Magic Treasure Description: This ring was secretly crafted by the ancient Beast-Taming Sect and has a domineering Soul beast-controlling formation inscribed inside. This ring can control Tier 3 (Foundation Establishment Stage) Yao Beasts, forcing them to pledge allegiance wholeheartedly and never betray!]

The beast-taming ring?!

Looking at the exquisite ring quietly lying in the System inventory—its entire body bright silver, with countless phantom images of birds and beasts faintly circling and flickering on its surface—Qin Feng couldn't help but grin and laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, good stuff. It really is like being handed a pillow when I'm sleepy; the System truly does not deceive me!"

Qin Feng was in a great mood. With a flip of his right hand, the bright silver beast-taming ring appeared in his palm.

The warm, heavy texture was proof of the value and power of a Tier 3 supreme-grade Magic Treasure.

"Tsk tsk, Foundation Establishment Peak, huh..."

Touching the slightly cool ring body, Qin Feng had already begun to calculate in his mind:

"When I find an opportunity, I'll catch a majestic Foundation Establishment Peak Yao Beast. When the time comes, I'll just slip this beast-taming ring on it..."

"Riding a mount directly when I go out—wouldn't that guarantee plenty of turning heads in the Hehuan Sect Outer Sect?!"

"I reckon by then, even that woman Xu Hongxia would be so envious her eyeballs would pop out, haha!"

Thinking of the future scene where he would ride a giant beast that blotted out the sky, showing off his might over the Hehuan Sect, Qin Feng couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth from curling up as he laughed.

However, at the critical moment when he was beaming and unable to extricate himself from his beautiful fantasy.

"Boom—!!!"

A deafening, earth-shattering roar exploded suddenly and without warning in front of the quiet courtyard gate.

The courtyard gate, made of hard black wood, was instantly reduced to flying splinters and dust under the impact of a terrifying, domineering wave of cyan-black True Qi!

"Scum—!!! You killed my younger brother. If I, this old man, do not tear you into ten thousand pieces and grind your bones to dust today, I swear I am not a man—!!!"

Accompanying a hysterical roar filled with resentment and madness.

The dust flying in the sky was directly torn apart by a violent palm wind.

Gu Teng was seen with his silver hair flying wildly, his sinister old face covered in bulging veins twisted by extreme anger and hatred.

His originally deep eyes were now as red as a man-eating demon, staring fixedly at Qin Feng, who stood in the center of the courtyard.

The sword in his hand slashed down heavily, causing the air to explode and blast out thick white smoke.

The roaring shout instantly resounded in all directions: "Die, you little beast—!!!"

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