Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1297 - 1396: Frustration

"Ha ha, he’s just a peripheral disciple. Simply put, the Treasure Tower is a tool for the rich to make money. That’s the current state of things," Jia Fu said with a flushed face. He continued, "In Canghong City, the disciples with truly high status are all at the West Gate. Even the master of Canghong City is under the West Gate. Master Xie Zhenshan is just a part-time position, but he is the strongest among the nine yuan."

There was a longing in Jia Fu’s eyes.

The true realm of the Yuan Dynasty in Canghong City is revered, and the Origin Ninth Layer, as the ultimate expression of the true Yuan Dynasty, is considered sacred in the eyes of many.

Qin Feng nodded. He had heard from Ding Hao long ago that there were large gates at the four directions, east, west, south, and north. These five "gates" are located in the five largest cities controlled by the Fu Sect, with the West Buddha Sect situated in Canghong City.

"Have you heard of a woman named Ji Ziya? She might have headed to the Fu Sect in the past year or two," Qin Feng asked again.

"Ji Ziya," Jia Fu stared. "Brother Jian, do you know that talented beauty?"

"So you know her?" Qin Feng smiled faintly; it seemed that the madwoman was indeed at the sect.

Qin Feng stood on the pavilion platform, and the distant Canghong Mountain was shrouded in darkness, resembling an ancient beast lying on the ground. Occasionally, the terrifying roar of a beast could be heard, evoking a sense of fear.

"Damn, Uncle, why did we come here? Everyone’s in a bad spot," Qin Feng suddenly bit into a piece of foam.

He was only 18 now, but felt old, filled with thoughts. He hadn’t been enlightened since three years ago.

Three years ago, he had just joined the Wuxing Sect. How happy he was then. Even though Kang Jianfeng counted on him every day, he was still joyful. He felt like a young boy hanging out with a fat man, occasionally accompanied by Sister Liu.

But now, things had become deeper and more demoralizing.

"The elder Dou Yingshan who guided me to take the first step in cultivation is already dead. I am the first ’home’ of the Five Elements Sect. After Zhong Lishan was killed, I also felt I couldn’t return to the mountain with which I was disconnected, nor could I return to the emotions. At the beginning, Fat and Tiantian and I laughed together. But now when I want to find them, they might have gone to another world for a long time and changed. How can they laugh every day now?" Qin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Only when we are young can we be frivolous, freely laughing, killing countless old men and dignitaries.

As you grow up, you become deep. It’s not about age, but how many experiences you’ve gone through. From the first day he entered the Five Elements Sect for cultivation, he had gone through too many things. He could never return to the crazy childhood where I grinned widely.

"If Brother Cat and Liu Shijie are in good condition, one really feels lonely," Qin Feng shook his head. Walking out of the Holy Relic, the feeling was even deeper.

About five to six hundred miles southwest of Canghong City. It’s a barren mountain not suitable for human habitation. But there’s a small town that seems ordinary, yet the entire town shares the same identity - poison disciples.

This is a terrifying clan that turns people pale with fear. It once produced an ordinary disciple who poisoned an entire mighty clan and thousands of strong individuals.

Three hundred years ago, the Poison Gate almost swept across the entire world. Finally, it drew worldwide outrage that collectively swept it away. The remnants hid away, never daring to appear again. Until now, they remain in hiding, not daring to let anyone know of their existence.

At this moment, a slightly chubby person with dark circles and long eyes stood there, hands resting on his shoulders, coldly staring at a poisonous corpse at the bottom of the cliff.

In his view, it’s as if a year ago, he crawled out of such a mountain of corpses.

"Gate God, I just received news; Baili Yue is going all out to find the secret of poison now and is recruiting people in Canghong City." A person in black clothes stepped forward on the path.

"Humph, a jian person," Yin Chunnan sneered, his voice hoarse and spine-chilling.

All those loyal to Bridges secretly support her, giving her a huge sum of money. If she discovers the secret book of the Poison Scripture, your status will be unsecured. As soon as she leaves the Poison Gate, we might as well send someone,"

"Not necessary. One who cannot kill her is a Zi. If she’s able to find the secret, it will be for me," the man sneered. "Those Immortals. If they still won’t listen to me, let’s give them a ride."

The black man’s eyes lit up, "Yes, as long as there’s no support from them, the assassins of a hundred miles a month, even if they find the secret toxic scripture, it’s just your wedding gown. But those old guys have power and positioning, killing them is too difficult!"

"Is it difficult?" The man suddenly laughed.

The person in black was not cold. He suddenly remembered the speed of the new General President. He was lucky enough to resurrect a year ago, and his strength began to surge. Just one year later, he became the top assassin of the Poison Gate. Those elders who wouldn’t listen to him are dead.

Because the master of this gate is so terrifying, the person in black was determined to be loyal.

The Poison Gate incident occurred during his crucial period of competing with new and old forces for Power Ali. Positioning is important. Stand in the right place, and his daily count exceeds ten thousand!

A month later, those old guys would disappear, especially due to Huang Xie’s talk. I’ve got to thank him. Wasn’t it because he poisoned me and then threw me into the mountain of corpses? How could I survive and crawl out, reclaim my discarded hands and feet, and have everything today?" The man laughed. "Once all those who defy me are removed, I can return to the Wuxing Sect and find those wells."

Two days later, the Treasure Tower was bustling because the annual Treasure Hunt Festival was today.

A group of beautiful girls dressed in white clothes gathered around, four snowy-white unicorns pulling a carriage, slowly passing through the Treasure Square. The Treasure Tower had already received positive welcomes; after all, it was a major financial resource, and today the Treasure Tower might earn quite a bit from her.

"Miss Lan Yueliang, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time." A rather charming woman, dressed in revealing clothing, directly encountered him.

"Sister Kang is very kind." A woman with outstanding temperament, like an immortal in a green dress, slowly stepped down from her seat.

The beauty of this woman transcended boundaries. As soon as she appeared, countless men immediately circled her. But no one dared to approach.

"Brother Jian, you see..."

At this time, Qin Feng and Ding Hao also arrived at Treasure Square. Ding Hao, upon seeing the woman in green clothes, immediately cried out.

"What’s the matter?" Qin Feng also looked over.

"She’s the one who summoned all the adventurers of Cangquan City. Beautiful, isn’t she?" Ding Hao drooled. The green-dressed woman looked like a fairy, immaculate. No one could remain uninterested.

"Is that her?" Qin Feng was also captivated for a moment. "Hmm, it’s an excellent show, nearly unmatched by my wife."

"Unwilling, compared to your wife?" Ding Hao’s eyes widened, dubious. "Is your wife spectacular?"

Qin Feng was too lazy to explain and instead laughed, "Chat with her when there’s time."

"Ha ha, indeed Jian Yi brother is an elegant adult," Ding Hao laughed as he spoke, "But I will remind you, it is best not to provoke her."

"Why?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Don’t you think she looks like a fairy, but actually, she’s a poison master." Ding Hao’s expression was somewhat serious. She has only been in Red City for half a month. No one knows her details. However, because of her, the count of death has reached three digits. Previously, there had been an adventurous group of over sixty members. The leader of the group was distorted by her. As a result, all group members died. One can say, those who came into contact with her were poisoned, while many others poisoned to death without direct contact. Since then, no one in the city dared to provoke her again."