Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1271 - 1270

In a house within the Yun Sect, his square face had both hands shackled by iron chains, hanging from the beam. His clavicle was also pierced by iron chains, blood dripping along the cold metal, looking utterly wretched.

The square-faced man never dreamed he would end up in such a situation. His limbs had been crippled by Yun Zhongzheng, and his dantian destroyed, rendering him a complete invalid.

Seeing Yun Zhongzheng enter, a smile appeared on the square-faced man’s face: "Sect Leader Yun, have you come to kill me? Hurry up then, give me a quick death."

His smile was filled with despair. In his current state, he indeed felt worse than dead.

Yun Zhongzheng felt no sympathy seeing him like this. He wished he could kill him on the spot. If it hadn’t been for Lin Fan’s intervention today, the Yun Clan might have been exterminated by this man.

"You can die if you want, but answer my questions honestly. Once I’m done asking, I’ll send you on your way; otherwise, I’ll keep you like this, worse than dead," Yun Zhongzheng said coldly.

The square-faced man said, "Don’t lie to me. Sect Leader Yun, ask whatever you want, and I’ll tell you everything."

Yun Zhongzheng said, "What is your name, your identity, and origin?"

The square-faced man said, "My origin is nothing noteworthy. My name is Xiao Fei, just a loose cultivator, without a sect or school. My only master died long ago."

Yun Zhongzheng said, "How did you find out about the Yun Sect’s treasure?"

The square-faced man said, "I heard about it by accident."

Yun Zhongzheng said, "Who did you hear it from?"

The square-faced man said, "I don’t know the person’s identity. It was about half a month ago; I was training in the mountains and accidentally overheard two people talking."

Half a month ago, the square-faced man was still in the distant Northeast Huaxia, in the snowy and icy landscape.

To be precise, this man named Xiao Fei, who had a square face, was extremely passionate about martial arts. Even though he was just a loose cultivator, he was continuously training, and his cultivation was even more powerful than many experts from the Hidden Sect. This time, him invading the Yun Sect and single-handedly defeating the entire Yun Sect was enough to prove the strength of his abilities.

Xiao Fei was in pursuit of martial arts with all his heart. His training method was extreme cultivation. He often chose extreme places for rigorous training, such as the intensely hot desert or the extreme cold of icy snowfields.

On that occasion, he was in the coldest place of Northeast Huaxia, found a cave, and spent an entire half-month meditating in seclusion.

When he finished his training and prepared to leave, he accidentally ran into two people near the cave.

The two men had just hunted a wild deer, built a fire on the snowy ground, and were chatting while eating grilled meat.

"Have you heard? We’re going south soon," one man said.

The other man said, "I haven’t heard. What’s down south?"

"Of course, it’s for something big. I heard from my second brother that the boss has extensively investigated and locked onto it. The treasure is located at a hidden sect called the Yun Sect."

"Oh, it’s the one hiding a treasure with secrets?"

"That’s right. According to legend, the treasure not only contains immense wealth but also possesses unparalleled secret scrolls. If you could obtain these scrolls, you’d be unbeatable in the world."

Upon hearing the words ’unparalleled secret scrolls,’ Xiao Fei’s heart started to race.

He walked over and revealed himself: "What is the treasure you are talking about?"

Startled by Xiao Fei’s sudden appearance, the two men were shocked. Seeing Xiao Fei was alone and dressed shabbily, appearing as a villager from a nearby mountain, they seemed relieved, thinking he didn’t seem formidable.

"None of your business! Don’t meddle and scram!" one man spat harshly.

"Scram! Didn’t you hear me? Or I’ll cut you down with one strike!" another man threatened.

"This guy, killing him is probably easier than killing this deer."

"Hahaha..."

The two men laughed, completely disregarding Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei chuckled and instead of leaving, walked toward them, saying, "Tell me everything you know, and I’ll leave you with a whole corpse. After all, in this snowy land, it’s not just people who are hungry, but the wild beasts here are quite famished too. You don’t want to be devoured by beasts after death, right?"

"Bastard!"

The two men became furious. They didn’t expect this poorly dressed mountain villager to fear them not at all, hurting their pride.

Clang!

One of the men jumped up, pulled out a knife from his waist, and said, "You still aren’t afraid of death? Well, I’ll just carve you up!"

Xiao Fei wasn’t afraid at all and didn’t stop walking forward.

To the two men, this was a clear provocation.

The man with the drawn knife could not hold back any longer. With a gleaming knife in hand, he lunged at Xiao Fei. In his mind, killing Xiao Fei was just a matter of one slash. He thought he didn’t even need a knife and could easily finish Xiao Fei off, but using a knife would be more convenient.

The knife-wielding man charged forward and swung his knife at Xiao Fei. From his technique, he was clearly a martial artist, and his sword skill was quite brilliant. If Xiao Fei were an ordinary person, there was no way he could dodge this slash, and in an instant, he’d probably lose his head.

However, this time, he hit a steel board.

Xiao Fei didn’t even blink. The next second, the knife from the man’s hand was already in Xiao Fei’s hand. Xiao Fei struck the man’s abdomen with his knee.

"Ah!" The man with the knife cried out in pain, his body bending like a prawn.

In an instant, Xiao Fei grabbed his hair with one hand, exposing his neck. The other hand wielding the seized knife sliced across.

Blood splattered, dyeing the vast white snow red.

Miraculously, not a drop of blood splashed on Xiao Fei. Xiao Fei had already walked past the knife-wielding man’s side, tossing the blood-soaked knife aside as he went.

The knife-wielding man knelt on the ground, his face filled with terror, his throat making gurgling sounds. Soon after, he fell headlong into the snow, never to move again.

Though narrated at length, Xiao Fei took only a few seconds to deal with the knife-wielding man, truly easier than killing a wild deer.

"Ah?"

The other man, witnessing this, went pale, instinctively jumping up and clumsily drawing his knife. His hands, due to excessive panic, trembled along with the knife. In his wildest dreams, he didn’t expect this rugged-looking villager to be so formidable!

"Tell me what you know, and I’ll spare your life," Xiao Fei said calmly.

The man was terrified because he knew if Xiao Fei wanted to kill him, he wouldn’t stand a chance. He stammered, "Re-really?"

Xiao Fei said, "Hurry up, my patience is limited."

The man dared not say more. He realized this mountain villager not only had extraordinary cultivation but was also ruthless, treating human lives like grass.

Ten minutes later.

With information about the treasure obtained from the man, Xiao Fei sat by the fire and contentedly feasted on grilled meat.

Beside him, the man lay with his head tilted, eyes wide open, having gone to join his companion.

As he ate the meat, Xiao Fei had already made plans: "The Yun Sect, huh? Looks like I need to head south."