Chapter 77: The Flower Thief Runs Rampant

“If I can win over Zhao Dongdong, the rewards will be unimaginably generous—artifacts of Immortal Emperor, elixirs, supreme techniques, all within easy reach.” Han Feng grew more excited as he spoke.

“There’s also Nangong Yanran and Lu Linglong—both of them are SSS-ranked beauties.”

“Master, why don’t we make a bold move and capture them all, then let me handle them. Just like with Yun Niang—she resisted at first, but after my torment, she eventually submitted, and I gained rewards beyond my imagination.”

“Master, since you’ve reached the Fusion Realm, it must be difficult to progress further. If we truly obtain the system’s reward, not only will you reach the Grand Ascension, but even the Transcending Tribulation Sovereign might be within reach.”

“In this world, no one has ever treated me kindly. I was an orphan from a young age, struggling for survival, even having my eyes gouged out and my foundation destroyed. If it weren’t for you, Master, I would already be dust in the grave. You have rebuilt me, taught me the ways of the mind, restored my cultivation—this kindness I will never forget for as long as I live.”

“Master, why don’t we venture out together?”

Indeed, Han Feng’s words stirred the old Demon of the Mind.

His speech was impassioned and persuasive, striking right at the heart of the old demon. Who would willingly remain stuck at the Fusion Realm if they could break through?

Especially when the Fusion Realm lasts five thousand years. He was already over four thousand years old. Only a few hundred years remain. Though living so long, one might wish for death, when truly faced with mortality, the terror in one’s heart is impossible to eradicate.

If one can live, who would choose to die?

The old Demon of the Mind drew a deep breath and said, “Very well, since you wish it, I shall accompany you and see just what wonders your system holds.”

“Thank you, Master.” Han Feng laughed. “I promise, you will not be disappointed.”

Chu Feng.

What does it matter if you’re at the Spirit Transformation Realm?

My master is at the Fusion Realm. You are doomed.

Not only will you die, but your women will belong to me. Zhao Dongdong, you abandoned me for Chu Feng—I will make you regret it.

You used to ignore me; now you can’t even reach my level.

Once I wanted to marry you. Now, I’ll make you suffer, unable to live, unable to die.

...

Taixuan Dao Sect.

Murong Longcheng’s death caused little stir.

On that day, no one in the entire sect sensed the fierce battle.

Originally, Murong Longcheng had come to wipe out Taixuan Dao Sect, willing to kill a thousand rather than let a hundred escape—that was his style.

Yet he was intercepted and slain by Chu Feng.

But Murong Longcheng’s death served as a warning to Chu Feng.

The threat from the Jiang family.

He had to find ways to boost his strength.

Unless he possessed the power of a Transcending Tribulation Sovereign, at this moment, after killing Murong Longcheng, he had spent a hundred million luck points to purchase another thousand characters of the Great Celestial Scripture.

Now he possessed a total of two thousand five hundred characters.

Yet, contrary to his expectations—he thought he was only five hundred characters short and his power would soar—instead, not only did his strength not increase, it diminished by thirty percent. It felt like food stuck in the throat—impossible to swallow.

He was in utter discomfort.

This won’t do.

He needed more luck points.

Chu Feng felt that if he could obtain the full three thousand characters of the Great Celestial Scripture, his strength would leap dramatically. Even with his cultivation at the mid Grand Ascension, he could defeat an ordinary Transcending Tribulation Sovereign.

He could contend with those in the later stages of tribulation.

If he couldn’t win, he could always rely on the Rainbow Flight Technique to escape.

To increase his luck, there were two methods.

One was killing—but the luck gained from killing a single person was negligible.

Unless it was a formidable figure like Murong Longcheng from the Earth Rankings.

The second was to find a Child of Luck.

Clearly, it would be difficult to find such a child within Taixuan Dao Sect.

Unless it was an untamed Child of Luck.

Just like Lin Manyu from before.

With nothing else to do, Chu Feng decided to wander.

Taixuan City lay at the foot of the sect’s mountain and was said to rival the capital of the Great Qian Empire—the first city outside the imperial capital, with a permanent population nearing ten million.

Of course, most of these people came because of Taixuan Dao Sect.

They hoped for a stroke of luck, to be accepted into the sect.

Walking along the bustling streets with his system fully activated, Chu Feng found that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment—not a single Child of Luck appeared.

It was to be expected.

There were not so many Children of Luck in the world.

...

Just as Chu Feng wandered about, a surprised voice called out.

“Disciple Xiang Zhizhu greets the Grand Elder!”

“It’s you, boy.” Chu Feng remembered Xiang Zhizhu well—when he went to the Zhao family to withdraw his engagement, Xiang Zhizhu was the most enthusiastic supporter. But that wasn’t the main thing.

The main thing was his name.

Xiang Zhizhu—‘like a pig.’

Chu Feng even suspected that his parents bore him a grudge.

Chu Feng asked, “Why aren’t you cultivating in the sect and instead wandering around Taixuan City?”

Xiang Zhizhu hurried to explain, “This time I came on a sect mission.”

“Recently, a flower thief has appeared in Taixuan City, and several women have already fallen victim. So the city reported it to our sect. At first, the sect didn’t pay much attention and just sent core disciples.”

“But in pursuing the flower thief, it turned out he was a Golden Core cultivator.”

“So the sect leader sent me to hunt him down.”

“To be honest, Grand Elder, I suspect this flower thief has cultivated some technique to steal yin and supplement yang. Every woman he harms suffers severe damage to her primordial yin and loses a great deal of vitality. Now the whole city is in turmoil. It’s all my fault for being unable to catch him.”

“So, Grand Elder, I dare to ask if you can help capture this flower thief and kill him, restoring peace to Taixuan City.”

Searching for the flower thief.

Chu Feng was enraged.

He immediately deployed his divine abilities to track down the culprit.

Unfortunately, after searching, he found nothing.

Though he possessed the Infinite Divine Eye, the Netherworld Visualization Method, and mental powers, to identify the culprit, he had to confront him directly.

“System, is there any way to find the flower thief?”

[Yes.]

The system replied crisply.

Chu Feng quickly said, “Find him for me.”

[If the host wishes to find the flower thief, it will cost twenty million luck points. Your luck points are insufficient; search cannot proceed.]

Chu Feng wondered if he’d misheard.

“You want twenty million? You’re nothing but a profiteer—believe me, I’ll slap you to death!”

Chu Feng could only curse.

Who would believe it?

[Host, please understand. Searching for the flower thief is not within the system’s duties; thus, the required luck points are high. You can choose not to use the system’s help.]