112: Chapter 112 Murder and Arson: A Golden Belt, 150 Million Critical Hit Points

Lin Feng followed up without hesitation.

"Six hundred thousand taels."

"One million taels."

Lin Feng directly raised the price to a height that made everyone feel suffocated.

The resources he had plundered all the way, when converted into gold, amounted to several million.

To him, this amount of money was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

The entire auction hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at Lin Feng with eyes that seemed to be looking at a madman or a god-tier tycoon.

The expressions of Wu Guang and "Ghost Shadow" Wuzong were extremely unsightly.

Although they also had substantial wealth, one million taels of gold was definitely not a small sum for them.

Ultimately, faced with Lin Feng's unreasonable "money power," the two could only resentfully choose to give up.

Without any suspense, the three Cultivation Technique fragments were all taken by Lin Feng at the astronomical price of three million taels of gold.

The auction ended, and Lin Feng completed the handover under the guidance of the Wanbao Pavilion manager.

When he walked out of the gates of Wanbao Pavilion, the sky had already begun to darken.

His powerful Divine Sense instantly sensed at least a dozen auras filled with Killing Intent and greed, firmly locking onto him from the shadows in all directions.

"Blood Fiend Tower assassins... It seems they don't plan on letting me leave this city alive."

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a cold arc.

He didn't return to his residence but instead walked straight toward the deserted Rocky Mounds outside the city.

That place was the City of Chaos's famous "corpse dumping ground" and also the best "hunting ground."

The moment Lin Feng's figure disappeared into the depths of the Rocky Mounds, a dozen ghostly dark shadows silently closed in from all directions, completely sealing off all his exits!

Leading them was none other than the master of the Blood Fiend Tower, "Ghost Shadow" Wuzong!

He looked at the youth standing under the moonlight with his back to them, a cruel sneer appearing on his face: "Kid, there was a road to Heaven but you didn't take it; there was no door to Hell yet you barged in! Hand over the Cultivation Techniques and the Storage Pouch, and this seat might consider leaving you an intact corpse!"

However, Lin Feng acted as if he hadn't heard his words and simply turned around slowly.

On that ordinary face, a demonic smile appeared that made all the assassins' hair stand on end.

"Sorry, I have a certain habit."

He slowly drew the Life-Slaying Blade, which had long been thirsty for blood.

"I never waste words with dead people."

The moment his voice fell, he moved! There was no warning, and no redundant nonsense!

A sword light so fast it was extreme, seemingly capable of splitting the world in two, flashed across the night sky!

"Wind and Thunder Sword!"

[3250x Critical Hit triggered!]

Pfft!

The cruel sneer on "Ghost Shadow" Wuzong's face instantly froze. A fine head, carrying an expression of unbelievable shock, soared into the sky.

[Ding! Successfully killed a Gathered Crown Realm third-stage assassin!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 3300x! Obtained 3,000,000 critical hit points!]

"Tower Master?!"

The remaining dozen or so gold-tier assassins of the Blood Fiend Tower were all as if struck by a paralysis spell, staring blankly at the headless corpse on the ground that was still spraying blood, their minds completely blank.

What did they just see?

The Tower Master, who was notoriously fierce in the City of Chaos and had assassinated countless experts, was just... gone?

Instantly killed by a single strike in the first encounter?

"Now, it's your turn."

Lin Feng's voice sounded in their ears like a death-summoning curse. A one-sided slaughter with no suspense played out once again.

That night, a piece of news, like a magnitude 18 super earthquake, detonated across the entire City of Chaos once more.

The Blood Fiend Tower was gone! The Tower Master "Ghost Shadow" Wuzong, along with over a dozen gold-tier assassins under him.

At the Rocky Mounds outside the city, they were slaughtered to the last man by one person with one blade! Not a single survivor was left!

Overnight, the fierce reputation of "Sword Ghost" was pushed to a new, terrifying height!

As the perpetrator of all this, Lin Feng had already returned to his residence. Looking at the dozen or so Cultivation Technique "nutrients" and the skyrocketing critical hit points in his Storage Pouch, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"System, Fusion and Deduction!"

[Ding! Detected forty-six Cultivation Technique 'nutrients' available for Fusion and Deduction, including three Martial Soul Realm technique fragments. Estimated to reduce the deduction cost of Stellar Transformation by 30%!]

[Ding! critical hit points required to deduce the subsequent techniques of Stellar Transformation: 300 million!]

[Current critical hit points: 158 million. Insufficient balance.]

Lin Feng looked at this prompt, his brow furrowing slightly. "Still short by half..."

His gaze turned toward the direction of the Black Water Gang's headquarters, a cold Killing Intent flashing in his eyes.

"It seems it's time to go collect a 'protection fee'."

...

The next day, just as dawn broke, the entire City of Chaos was shrouded in an unprecedentedly oppressive atmosphere.

Everyone knew that an ultimate showdown deciding the city's future landscape was about to begin today.

The Black Water Gang, a colossus that had been entrenched in the City of Chaos for decades like a malignant tumor, was finally going to face that crossing dragon who had turned the whole city upside down by himself.

Inside the Black Water Gang's headquarters, security was already tight, and Killing Intent filled the air.

The gang leader, "Black Heart" Wu Guang, had not slept all night.

His fat face, which always wore a hypocritical smile, was now covered in gloom and... fear.

The news of the Blood Fiend Tower's destruction was like a heavy hammer, smashing into his heart and shattering the pride and confidence belonging to a Gathered Crown Realm expert.

He finally understood that what he had provoked was not some crossing dragon at all, but an ancient malevolent deity in human skin walking out of the Nine Serenities of Hell!

"Gang... Gang Leader..."

A trusted lackey came running in, crawling and stumbling, his voice trembling, "That... that devil... he... he's here!"

He's here!

Wu Guang's heart instantly sank to the bottom. He stood up abruptly and roared with forced bravado: "What's the panic?! Pass down my order, all members assemble! My Black Water Gang has thousands of brothers; even if we use a human pile, we will pile that kid to death!"

He knew he no longer had any way out.

Sue for peace?

One only had to look at the fate of the Blood Fiend Tower to know the answer.

Run away?

He couldn't bear to leave behind such a massive foundation.

The only way to survive was to... fight!