Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1316 - 1415: The Right to Choose

Unbeknownst to Qin Feng, the movements of Xie Xuan and the others had significantly slowed, perhaps even halted entirely. They were currently positioned about thirty miles shy of Canghong Mountain, where five tents had been erected in a woodland clearing. Though noon had arrived and adventurers had long since departed, these temporary shelters were not being dismantled. The individuals hailing from West Gate would periodically emerge, their expressions stern and devoid of smiles, an palpable tension hanging in the air. Observing all of this from the shadows of the trees was a pair of chilling eyes. At this moment, two disciples exited one of the tents, making their way toward Qin Feng’s concealed vantage point. "It's a pity he passed on the Holy level skills to the Shao Sect Leader, and the first person to get poisoned was him. He was exceptionally brave. His Kung Fu was remarkable. Had he continued practicing, he would have died within ten years. Yet, he still dared to cultivate." "Are you not cultivating either? You also got poisoned. Lan Yueliang made it quite clear: once poisoned, there is no cure. Few sect leaders solely focus on cultivating the Voodoo body. Voodoo is a perilous method for power enhancement precisely because of its extreme toxicity. It's better to live ten years than to perish now!" "Indeed, I am on the verge of returning to the small town soon. The Little Sect Leader cannot wait any longer. He has secluded himself here for cultivation. This Voodoo body seems to possess some peculiar magic!" The first disciple of the Xifu Sect nodded in agreement, lamenting, "Only our sect leader's son possesses such a disposition. If he were to learn that our Great Sect Leader has only ten years left to live, I fear we would all face misfortune alongside him. I can only hope our Great Sect Leader notices the significant advancements in the power of us few sect leaders and spares us." As they conversed, they positioned themselves behind a large tree and began to loosen their belts. However, just as the Xifu Sect disciple was expelling waste fluid, a distinct clicking sound sent a jolt of alarm through him. Years of seasoned exploration experience compelled him to spin around without a second thought. Yet, he found a beautiful face confronting him, his companion already lying incapacitated on the ground. "You..." As the Xifu Sect disciple attempted to speak, his neck was seized, rendering him incapable of uttering a sound. "If you wish to live, tell me the truth." Little Ming, now under someone’s firm grip, found the Xifu Sect disciples gazing at Qin Feng with profound terror. As they sensed the palm’s pressure gradually easing, they stammered, "You... What is it you desire?" "Haha, you forced me to leap off a cliff, and I nearly met my end. What do you suppose I desire?" Qin Feng inquired, a disarming smile gracing his lips. Upon hearing this, the Xifu Sect disciples’ complexions visibly worsened. While no outward change was apparent, their left hands stealthily moved towards their waists, retrieving gunpowder arrows with the intent to fire them covertly. However, the gunpowder command stick in their grasp was snatched with a speed far exceeding their own, leaving them powerless to act. "You are far too audacious for someone whose life hangs by a thread. I could end you at any moment. Do you dare to raise an alarm?" Qin Feng casually toyed with the gunpowder command stick. Then, with sudden force, he struck, bisecting the gunpowder arrow. Finally, he let out a sneer directed at the Xifu Sect disciples. Their scheme thwarted, the disciples of the Xifu Sect appeared even more distressed. "If you dare to even think about it again, I will send you on your way immediately." Qin Feng's voice echoed like a sinister decree to the West Gate disciples. Their struggling forms froze instantly. "If you dare to harm someone from the West Gate Sect, the Sect Leader will not let you go!" Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as the West Gate disciple's voice grew hoarse. Qin Feng glanced at the fallen comrade to his left, a sneer playing on his lips, and stated casually, "It seems I have already eliminated one; I am hardly afraid to dispatch a second, am I? Answer a few questions for me." "If I answer, will you let me live?" "That hinges entirely on my mood. You possess no right to choose." Qin Feng chuckled, tightening his grip slightly. "Believe it or not, I will systematically dismember your fingers one by one right now and make you understand that when you have no leverage, do not attempt to bargain." At this pronouncement, the Xifu Sect disciples turned deathly pale, their legs trembling uncontrollably. They had not anticipated such ruthless cruelty from this young man. "Did you capture Lan Yueliang?" "Yes, she is in the middle tent." It appeared they had completely surrendered. The Xifu Sect disciple responded without hesitation. "Oh?" Qin Feng listened intently and couldn't help but cast a glance toward the central tent. Four of the five tents were arranged in a circle around this central one. "Who are the experts within the Xifu Sect?" Qin Feng inquired with a smile, specifying, "This pertains only to those at True Essence Fourth Level and above."

Those who are above the Fourth Level of True Essence are considered experts. The disciples of the Xifu Sect swallowed, their throats bobbing, and stated with difficulty in a low voice: "If we only count those above the Third Level of True Essence, then the Xifu Sect only has four individuals: our Sect Leader and three Elders. Ah, by the way, our Young Sect Leader just broke through to the Fourth Level of True Essence."

"Broke through? How could it be so swift?" Qin Feng exclaimed in surprise. The higher one's cultivation level, the more significant the disparity between each stage and the more arduous the breakthrough becomes. No wonder Qin Feng was astonished. Advancing from the third to the fourth level was hardly a simple feat.

"Never mind that. What is the strength of the other four?" Qin Feng inquired further. These were merely cultivators at the Fourth Level of True Essence. If he went all out, victory would be easily attainable. After all, the indomitable spirit of a Third Level True Essence cultivator far surpassed that of ordinary Fourth Level True Essence experts. He could still defeat them.

Observing Qin Feng's impassive demeanor, the Xifu Sect disciple swallowed nervously and replied, "The Great Sect Leader Xie Zhenshan is at the Sixth Level of True Essence. Elder Pei Hongqing is at the Fifth Level of True Essence, nearing the Sixth Level. The Second Elder, Lu Laozang, is also at the Fifth Level of True Essence. The third Elder, Wu Yuan, is a master of the Fourth Level of True Essence."

A hero's return is rarely uneventful. Qin Feng found himself in an unexpected predicament.

The Ximen possesses the Guiyuan Scripture, but not only the Ximen, but also the Dongnan and Xi'an regions do not have the four scriptures. The most valuable Guiyuan Scripture resides within the sect. Consequently, the Xi Fu Sect's standing among the entire Fu Sect is quite low. We can only reign supreme in Cangqiong," the Xifu Sect disciple explained.

"An excellent response, concise and direct," Qin Feng remarked, looking at the disciple from the Xifu Sect. He then asked, "So, are the five Yuanjing Masters from Residual Red City legitimate?"

"Yes, yes!" The Xifu Sect disciples nodded, secretly casting glances at Qin Feng, unsure what was on his mind.

"Then Xie Xuan is the only second-rate cultivator?" he mused with a faint smile. Qin Feng raised his eyes, his expression suddenly turning indifferent: "For your cooperation, I shall spare your lives. However, having your sect as an enemy is not only troublesome but also rather bothersome. Therefore, I must sever your bloodlines and cripple your cultivation. Do you agree?"

"Cripple me? Go to hell!" Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. The Xifu Sect disciple, at some point, had produced a dagger. Without any chance to resist, he lunged at Qin Feng with a fierce stab.

Qin Feng let out a cold sneer and easily dodged the attack, stepping inside the assailant's reach. Before the disciple could make contact, Qin Feng's palm clamped around his neck once more, crushing it effortlessly.

Qin Feng gazed at the Xifu Sect disciple, shaking his head and remarking, "You ultimately refused to seize the opportunity for survival. There was no other way."

With two individuals dealt with so easily, Qin Feng proceeded directly towards the encampment, not even bothering to conceal his presence.

Once Lan Yueliang's location was pinpointed, he would rush to her rescue at the earliest opportunity. Ensuring her safety would make everything else straightforward.

His movements during the day were difficult to conceal, and Qin Feng had no intention of orchestrating a stealthy rescue for Lan Yueliang. The most direct approach was to charge straight into the center of the tents. He was less than twenty meters away.

"Who goes there?"