88: Chapter 88 Who said I'm only at the Mortal Martial Realm?!

"Since you have exhausted all your tricks, let me send you on your final journey!"

The next moment, the figure of Captain Nan Rufeng appeared suddenly!

Like a ghost, he tore through the darkness without warning from the blind spot three feet behind Qin Feng, revealing his true form.

It was a gaunt, sinister face filled with killing intent.

Captain Nan Rufeng curled his five fingers into claws, his fingertips glowing with a nauseating, dark green toxic light. With a sharp whistle that tore through the air, he grabbed Qin Feng's throat with terrifying, unbelievable speed.

"Ugh..."

Qin Feng's body stiffened abruptly, as if he hadn't reacted at all, his throat held firmly in a vice-like grip.

"My Lord!!!"

Heart-wrenching screams and cries erupted instantly from the women in the corner.

He had won.

Captain Nan Rufeng felt the warm sensation on his fingertips. As long as he exerted a little force, those venom-drenched nails would instantly pierce the other's throat, turning this rising star who had made a name for himself in the Management Hall into a puddle of pus.

Yet, he was in no rush to deliver the killing blow. Instead, his eyes were filled with condescending contempt and perverted triumph. He said, "For a mere Mortal Martial Artist to force me to set up such an elaborate plan, using stealth techniques to exhaust your throwing knives before striking, you are the first in the 666th Menial District to do so."

Captain Nan Rufeng licked his scarlet lips and said proudly, "Remember, the one who kills you is the Captain of the Second Squad, Captain Nan Rufeng! In your next life, reincarnate as someone smarter, and don't provoke existences you cannot afford to offend."

Dead silence.

The cold wind in the courtyard seemed to have frozen at this very moment.

However, under the gaze of Captain Nan Rufeng, who was crazed with the belief that he held the power of life and death, Qin Feng—whose throat was being tightly gripped—did not show a shred of the expected panic, despair, or pleading.

Instead, a hint of mockery and ridicule, as if seeing through everything, slowly emerged in those pitch-black eyes.

Qin Feng grinned and said, "Who said I am in the Mortal Martial Realm?!"

Boom!!!

As these words were spoken lightly, Captain Nan Rufeng's heart contracted violently. An unprecedented terror of life and death, like a basin of ice-cold water, instantly poured from the top of his head to his feet.

"You..."

It gave Captain Nan Rufeng no time to think or react at all!

"Boom!!!"

Inside Qin Feng's body, the long-suppressed Qi Refining Level 1 True Yuan erupted suddenly like an overflowing ocean, in an unreasonable and overwhelming manner.

A dazzling purple-gold wave of Qi surged out from his body, directly blasting Captain Nan Rufeng's gaunt frame off the ground!

The five venomous claws stuck on his throat were instantly repelled by the incomparably powerful protective True Yuan, failing to even harm a single hair.

"Cul... Cultivator? You are also in the Qi Refinement Stage!!!"

Captain Nan Rufeng let out a shrill scream, his pupils instantly shrinking to the size of pinpricks, his Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits nearly scared out of his body.

Because although he also possessed the strength of Qi Refining Level 1, he could tell from the fact that the opponent had only used throwing knives of the Mortal Martial Realm earlier that this person was definitely a terrifying existence among those of the same rank.

Captain Nan Rufeng wanted to run, but he realized it seemed too late...

"Come, blades!!!"

Zing—! Zing—! Zing—!

Along with the full eruption of Qin Feng's Aura, a sudden change occurred throughout the entire courtyard!

The nine steel throwing knives that had missed earlier, stuck in tree trunks, walls, and rockeries, suddenly emitted intense vibrations like the roar of a Dragon under the traction of the incomparably powerful True Yuan.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The next moment, the nine throwing knives, as if endowed with life, all broke through the air simultaneously.

They transformed into nine streaks of pitch-black lightning, carving eerie and fatal arcs through the air, shooting directly at Captain Nan Rufeng from front, back, left, right, and all directions, locking him into an absolute dead angle from above and below...

"No!!!"

Captain Nan Rufeng's eyes split open, and he let out a despairing roar!

He wanted to dodge, twisting his body desperately, attempting to avoid this lethal meat grinder!

However, it was impossible to dodge!

The nine throwing knives had not missed from the beginning; it was a death trap blade array intentionally set up by Qin Feng to trap him in the center.

Controlling blades with Qi, there was nowhere to hide!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi..."

A series of teeth-grinding sounds of flesh being torn rang out densely in the silent night sky, like a beautiful, tragic symphony of death.

Nine arrows of blood spurted out simultaneously from Captain Nan Rufeng's neck.

The nine steel throwing knives did not miss a single one, all piercing into his neck neatly and seamlessly!

The hilts were still vibrating violently due to the immense inertia. Captain Nan Rufeng's neck had been instantly turned into a hedgehog.

"Ugh... Gurgle..."

Captain Nan Rufeng was pinned in mid-air by the nine throwing knives, and then with a "bang," he slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab at Qin Feng's feet.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, the eyeballs bloodshot.

Dying with a grievance, he was unwilling to accept this!

A dignified Second Squad Captain, a Great Master of assassination, had actually been toyed with and killed in seconds without even harming a single hair on the opponent!

Qin Feng slowly crouched down, his deep gaze coldly looking down at the loser at his feet.

He sneered, "Deliberately feigning weakness to lure you out. Setting the blades in advance to kill in one strike."

"Catching the enemy off guard and killing with minimal effort—don't you understand such a simple principle? Idiot!"

As Qin Feng's last word fell.

"Puff—" Captain Nan Rufeng spat out a mouthful of black blood, his neck tilted to the side, and he breathed his last.

Having dealt with the trouble, Qin Feng didn't even frown.

He reached out skillfully, tore a Storage Pouch embroidered with cloud patterns from Captain Nan Rufeng's waist, weighed it in his hand, and tucked it into his robe with satisfaction.

After finishing everything, he stood up slowly, turned his head, and looked at the women who were still hiding in the corner, completely terrified by the scene before them.

"What are you dazing for?"

Qin Feng brushed the dust off his hands, his tone as indifferent as if he were ordering a mundane household chore, and instructed the women:

"Cut off his head. Find a Menial Laborer, put it in a wooden box, and send it directly to the Management Hall, to Steward Wang Taian's desk!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Su Yourong and the other women gasped, their faces turning even paler than before.

Although they had seen life and death in the cannibalistic Servant District, personally cutting off a Captain's head and sending it to provoke the high and mighty Steward was simply insane!

"My... My Lord..." Su Yourong mustered her courage, stepped forward with a trembling voice, fell to her knees with a thud, and said nervously and worriedly,

"Captain Nan Rufeng is Steward Wang's confidant. My Lord, your killing him in return could be considered self-defense. But... but if we cut off his head and send it over, doing so is tantamount to directly slapping Steward Wang in the face; it is a naked provocation of the Steward's authority!"

"Steward Wang is a Cultivator. Once he is completely enraged, our Ninth Squad..."

"Say no more."

Qin Feng's eyes revealed an absolute dominance that looked down upon the world and viewed the Steward as an ant. He said, "So what if it's a provocation? I want to force him to act like a cornered dog!!!"