91: Chapter 91 Ghostly Wind-Treading Steps, Immortal-Binding Vine.

"System, open the gift package."

Qin Feng leaned against the bed, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his deep black eyes, as he thought silently.

[Ding! Gift package opened successfully!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Qi Refinement Stage Top-Grade Martial Skill "Ghost Wind-Stepping".]

[Item Description: This is a true immortal cultivator's movement Martial Skill! Driven by Qi Refinement Stage True Qi, the body is like a ghost, stepping on the wind without leaving a trace. When cultivated to Major Achievement, one can shrink the earth into an inch, create real afterimages carrying True Qi aura, killing invisibly!]

Accompanied by the System's cold and mechanical prompt, a massive and obscure information flow surged into his mind like a broken dam.

Countless meridian operation routes, tips for mobilizing Spiritual Qi, and the profoundness of footwork conversion were crazily practiced in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Such a domineering movement skill; compared to the Mortal Martial Realm's 'Clear Wind Shadow', this 'Ghost Wind-Stepping' is simply heaven and earth apart!"

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of purple-gold thunder light in the depths of his eyes.

Because of the solid foundation from previously cultivating "Clear Wind Shadow", plus the Heavenly Tyrant Body's Heaven-Defying comprehension, these originally obscure immortal cultivation mantras seemed to become easily solved in his eyes.

In just half a stick of incense time, he had thoroughly grasped the essence of this Qi Refinement Stage top-grade Martial Skill.

"Let's try it."

Qin Feng's mouth curled into a fanatical smile, and he rolled off the bed.

The mercury-like thick Qi Refining Level 1 True Qi in his body ran through his limbs and bones according to the specific route of "Ghost Wind-Stepping".

"Swish—!"

Without any warning, Qin Feng's originally upright figure instantly disappeared into thin air.

It wasn't that the speed was too fast to be captured by the naked eye, but that the whole person was like a ghost merging into the darkness, even his aura completely assimilated with the surrounding air.

"Hum."

The next second, his body appeared beside the rosewood round table at the diagonal of the room like a ghost, without any warning.

His toes landed without making a sound, and even the swaying candle on the table did not flicker from the gust of wind caused by his high-speed movement.

Stepping on the wind without a trace, like a ghost!

"Again!"

Qin Feng's heart moved, and his figure flickered again.

In an instant, three "Qin Fengs" appeared in the spacious main room at the same time!

One stood by the window with his hands behind his back, one sat on the grand master chair playing with a teacup, and another was leaning down, looking down at the bed.

The three afterimages all radiated real True Qi fluctuations. If an ignorant immortal cultivator encountered them, they would probably make a wrong judgment in the first move and die.

"Heavens... this, how is this possible..."

On the bed, Zhao Linger, who had just put on a layer of thin red gauze, was completely stunned by the miracle-like scene before her.

Her clear beautiful eyes widened, her small mouth opened into an alluring circle, and she couldn't stop exclaiming, "My Lord... your movement skill, it's simply an immortal's Spell, it's too incredible..."

Looking at the three figures like demon gods in the room, Zhao Linger's heart was beating wildly like a little deer, and a kind of extreme worship and obsession from the depths of her Soul completely engulfed her.

This was the man she swore to follow! Powerful, mysterious, unfathomable!

Just as Zhao Linger's heart was surging—

[Ding! Detected that target 'Zhao Linger' submission value reached 100% (die-hard status)!]

[Congratulations to the host, obtained reward: Low Grade Magical Artifact 'demon-binding vine'!]

The System's crisp prompt suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Magical Artifact?!"

Qin Feng's heart shook, and he instantly put away the afterimages.

For him, who had just entered the Qi Refinement Stage, a Magical Artifact was definitely a scarce item that could be met but not sought.

Even that old oily Steward Wang Taian, who had been entrenched in the Management Hall for many years, only had a broken Magical Artifact in his hand.

He didn't hesitate to think silently: "Extract."

"Hum—"

A light flashed in his palm.

A vine about three feet long, with a strange dark blue color all over and covered with fine, sharp barbs on the surface, appeared silently in his hand.

The vine felt cold to the touch and was even slightly wriggling, as if it were a long-dormant poisonous snake with life, emitting a chilling aura of ferocity.

[demon-binding vine: A mutated spiritual plant that grows in the extreme yin forbidden land of the Yao Beast Mountain Range, naturally living by absorbing the essence of Yao Beast flesh and blood. After being refined into a Low Grade Magical Artifact by a great expert, it can be extended infinitely just by injecting True Qi. It not only possesses terrifying physical binding characteristics, but the barbs on the vine can also pierce through Protective Aura and imprison the enemy's True Qi circulation!]

"Such a domineering Magical Artifact, being able to imprison True Qi, this is simply a supreme Sharp Weapon for backstabbing and looting."

Qin Feng's deep black eyes flashed with a fanatical light.

With the ghostly movement skill of "Ghost Wind-Stepping" and the unpredictable 'demon-binding vine', he was almost fearless in the entire Servant District.

Qin Feng was in a great mood and put the demon-binding vine into the System space.

Turning around, he looked at Zhao Linger, who was still sitting obediently on the bed, looking at him with little stars in her eyes.

He laughed loudly, like a tiger descending the mountain, and pounced over, pulling the soft, delicate body into his arms.

"Ah—, My Lord, what are you doing!"

Zhao Linger was startled by the sudden domineering move, let out a delicate exclamation, and her cheeks instantly turned red enough to drip blood.

"What am I doing?"

Qin Feng lowered his head, feeling the thrilling softness in his arms, his mouth curling into an evil, wild laugh.

He said: "Naturally, it is to reward you heavily."

...

In the next few days, the courtyard of the Ninth Squad was surprisingly calm.

Without the provocations from the Fifth Squad's scum, and without the harsh difficulties from the Management Hall, everything seemed orderly.

But those who knew were clear that everything was just the eerie quiet before the storm.

Finally, at dusk on the fourth day.

"Bang bang bang!"

The tightly closed gate of the Ninth Squad was knocked heavily.

Two strong men wearing the uniforms of the Management Hall's direct guards stood outside the door with expressionless faces.

"Passing on the verbal order of Steward Wang Taian!"

The leading guard raised his chin slightly and announced loudly,

"Captain Nan Rufeng of the Second Squad died accidentally while executing a mission, and the Management Hall has lost a great general. Steward Wang has set up a banquet in the inner hall tonight, intending to reorganize the defense of each squad and discuss the grand plan for the management of the Servant District!"

"Specially inviting Qin Feng of the Ninth Squad to attend the banquet on time, no delays allowed!"

As soon as these words came out, the air in the courtyard seemed to solidify instantly.

Su Yourong, Yu Jingxiang, and the other female family members who were sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard instantly turned pale as paper.

"My Lord... you cannot go..."

Su Yourong didn't even care about the guards present, hurried to Qin Feng who had just walked out of the main room, lowered her voice, and her eyes turned red with anxiety.

She said: "Where is this a banquet to reorganize defenses? Once you step into that door, you won't be able to escape..."

"Yes, Captain, should we reconsider..."

Chen Pingan was also sweating profusely, gripping the long knife at his waist, and echoed through gritted teeth.

Listening to everyone's dissuasion, the two guards who delivered the message flashed a sneer of mockery in their eyes, but did not urge him, as if they were sure that Qin Feng would not dare to disobey the order.