Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 307: Scram

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Scram

"Get out!" Shi Feng indifferently said to the elderly man in blue.

Martial Artists capable of Space-breaking flight must be at least at the Martial King Realm, esteemed and revered by countless people. However, upon hearing Shi Feng’s utterance of "get out," the powerhouse felt as if he had received a great pardon.

He hastily bowed to Shi Feng, expressing his gratitude, "Thank you, Young Master Feng! Thank you, Young Master Feng!" Immediately, the elderly man in blue moved, deploying his fastest movement technique, and soared straight up, escaping the area.

Under normal circumstances, when the elderly man in blue rushed upwards, he would have followed his instinct, breaking through his own roof directly with another hole.

However, now the elderly man, upon nearing the roof, slightly shifted his body to use the same hole he had created upon entry and flew out, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Shi Feng remained seated quietly, but his gaze now swept towards the group of guards.

Seeing Shi Feng look their way, the guards shivered with a bone-chilling cold, as if falling into an ice cellar, knees weakening, they quickly knelt on the ground, and bowed to Shi Feng, crying, "My lord, spare our lives!"

"My lord, spare our lives!"

"I know I was wrong! Please, my lord, forgive this worthless life, forgive my blindness."

"Everyone, get out," Shi Feng stated flatly.

"Yes, yes!"

"Yes!"

One by one, the Martial Artists nodded in response, feeling as if granted a great pardon, then they rolled over on the ground. The remaining twelve, under the astonished gazes of those in the inn, truly "rolled" out of the premises.

After the guards had rolled out of the inn, the astonished gazes then turned towards the quietly seated young man in a black robe.

Unexpectedly, in such a small town, within such a dilapidated inn, there appeared such a significant figure, before whom even the myth-like, Space-breaking elderly man behaved as a mouse before a cat.

Then, facing these shocked stares, Shi Feng slowly stood up and called out, "Waiter."

"Coming... coming!" The equally startled waiter, hearing Shi Feng’s call, abruptly jolted and hurriedly responded, rushing towards Shi Feng, soon arriving in front of him, meekly and respectfully saying, "My lord."

"Take me to my room," picking up the room plaque from the table, Shi Feng told the waiter.

"Yes, my lord, this way please!" The waiter led Shi Feng to the second floor. As Shi Feng passed the crowd by the counter, suddenly, the middle-aged woman who had been crying bitterly left her husband’s withered body, emerged from the crowd, and wailed towards Shi Feng, "My lord... my lord, your mana is boundless, you must help avenge my husband, he died so miserably, please show your divine might and destroy the devil that killed my husband!"

"All right, all right, the lord will definitely help us destroy that devil, rest assured, don’t block the lord’s path, don’t delay the lord’s rest." Shi Feng didn’t speak, but the waiter went over to comfort the woman.

The waiter was trying to comfort, but he also feared angering this important figure, the consequences of which were unimaginable. The Martial Artist named Little Yu, although still standing there, was known by everyone present to have just angered the important figure and had already died.

Especially since a moment ago the waiter rushed toward Shi Feng and saw the young Martial Artist Little Yu, whose face was now streaming with bright red blood, like that of an Evil Ghost.

With the waiter’s comfort, the woman with tear-streaked face stabilized her emotions. She nodded and softly replied, "Yes," but her eyes were still hopefully fixed on Shi Feng.

Following the waiter, Shi Feng climbed the wooden stairs and came to the centermost guest room on the second floor. The waiter opened the room door, revealing the layout inside to Shi Feng.

The guest room was simply furnished: a bed, a square redwood table, two redwood stools, and in the corner were items such as washbasins, towels, and other daily necessities.

"Guest, please!" The waiter bowed and gestured for Shi Feng to enter.

Shi Feng nodded, walked into the room, and the waiter gently closed the door behind him.

Once the door was shut, Shi Feng set up a simple Array in the room. Immediately, with a thought, the Blood-colored Stele flew out from his left palm, hovering in front of Shi Feng. Then, in a flash of blood-colored light, Shi Feng entered the Dark Space within the Stele.

At this moment in the Dark Space, several Luminous Pearls floated around, illuminating the area where Shi Feng appeared as bright as daylight.

Wu Xiaoyun and Yee Wuxie were still suspended in this space filled with Primordial Energy, unwilling to waste time or the dense energy. They sat cross-legged, immersed in their Cultivation.

Not far away, laughter from several girls could be heard.

Long Meng and Little Moli were playing with Shi Ling. As there was no earth or gravity in this space, the two older girls and one younger girl were flying through the space with their arms outstretched like little birds.

Meanwhile, Hong Yue was also floating, working on some needlework—judging by the size of the yellow garment in her hand, it seemed to be for Shi Ling.

At this time, Shi Ling, under the care of the girls, was cleaned up, donned in a delicate little pink dress that made her look like a plump porcelain doll, extremely cute. With bare little feet and arms outstretched, she fluently flew around the space. Upon seeing Shi Feng, she joyfully shouted, "Brother!" and rushed toward him, flying straight into his arms.

Shi Feng enveloped his rushing sister in his arms and affectionately stroked her small head, softly asking, "Are you having fun?"

"Giggles, yes, fun. The sisters are playing with me." Shi Ling looked up at Shi Feng with a smile and responded.

"Brother Shi Feng!" Seeing Shi Feng, Long Meng, who was flying above, sweetly called out and also flew toward Shi Feng.

However, Little Moli and Hong Yue, unlike Shi Ling and Long Meng, stayed back a bit, just watching from a distance and smiling lightly at Shi Feng, nodding their heads.

"Brother Shi Feng, it won’t be long before I can break through to the Eight-star Martial King Realm, getting one step closer to becoming a Martial King Powerhouse," Long Meng announced gleefully upon reaching Shi Feng.

Shi Feng looked at Long Meng and smiled lightly, nodding his head. This girl, possessing a Pure Yang Body and naturally good talent, had always been refining the Blood Pearls containing pure Fire Attribute Energy and Martial Arts Intent from the Blood-colored Space. Now practicing in this space rich with dense Primordial Energy, she was on the verge of breaking through, and within three days, she should step into the Eight-star Martial King Realm.

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