Chapter 697: Chapter 707: People Fear Fame, Pigs Fear Getting Fat!
"Boom!"
The terribly ferocious sword light ruthlessly struck the golden protective cover. As a result, both the sword light and the golden protective cover dissipated simultaneously.
Inside, Chu Feng also broke out in a cold sweat.
Attempting to slay a Nine-star Sword God Level 1 powerhouse was still too risky. Twice in a row, he had nearly lost his life.
This time, Yan Qing also managed to survive thanks to the Turtle Shield.
The injuries received were slightly less severe than last time. Because the black iron brawny man’s main target was Chu Feng, the force of the attack borne by Yan Qing was much smaller by comparison.
It was estimated that she endured only about forty percent of the power.
Chu Feng bore sixty percent of it.
"Mokeboer, hurry up and eat! The Essence Blood of this black iron brawny man should be very high-grade." Chu Feng took out a Spirit Stone and held it in his hand, rapidly recovering the sword Qi he had expended.
He vigilantly guarded against enemies around him.
He had not looted the spoils of war yet. However, based on his instincts, the belongings of this black iron brawny man should be somewhat inferior to those of the middle-aged man.
"Damn... he didn’t die again!" Han Sheng’s handsome face instantly fell.
"This devil has succeeded in a counterattack once more!" Lu Kuixi was gritting her teeth with jealousy. Chu Feng’s luck was simply against the heavens.
Dongxue’s pretty face blossomed with a happy smile.
Chun Hua patted her captivating chest and said, "Thank goodness, the Heavens have eyes!"
Si Huang also let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted. For the first time, she discovered that her own prideful and cold character was actually being moved by Chu Feng, a seemingly insignificant figure.
She actually felt nervous over the welfare of Chu Feng.
Elder Zi Xu, who was in the midst of battling enemies, also heaved a long sigh of relief. His opponent, without saying a word, turned and fled.
Similarly, the formidable adversary engaged in battle with You Hu also kept away from Chu Feng as if avoiding the plague.
Now, Chu Feng had become synonymous with the Grim Reaper.
He could kill a Nine-star Sword God and had done so consecutively twice.
Who wouldn’t be frightened inside?
Nobody wants to die.
Chu Feng watched as powerful adversaries many times stronger than himself acted like timid mice upon seeing him, fleeing at the sight of him. He couldn’t help but touch his nose and a self-mocking expression appeared on his face.
"You guys are quite amusing. Not long ago, you were mocking me as trash, saying how you could poke me to death with a single finger. Now every single one of you turns coward... I’m really at a loss for words with you all."
Chu Feng quickly looted all of the black iron brawny man’s treasures at the fastest speed.
Spirit Stones were a must-have for these people.
The number of Spirit Stones on the black iron brawny man was pleasing, totaling nearly fifty. It was estimated that this person’s consumption was particularly huge.
This time entering the Gate of Hell to loot treasures, he must have brought enough Spirit Stones for that reason.
Who knew that just upon entering the valley, he would be killed by Chu Feng.
Now these fifty Spirit Stones all cheapened Chu Feng.
Apart from Spirit Stones, Chu Feng once again obtained a Top-Grade Divine Weapon. Unlike the middle-aged man’s Stunning Rainbow Sword, the sword of this black iron brawny man was even more heavy-duty.
The words ’Mountain Splitting’ were engraved on it.
Chu Feng had the Demon Slaying Sword and absolutely didn’t need this extremely weighty Top-Grade divine weapon. He planned to bring it back to Ten Thousand Sword Sect, keeping it as a gift for Master Li Shishi or his Senior Brother Chu Jianlan in the future.
In fact, Beixie National Master and Poison Eye Dragon King were also good candidates for a gifted sword.
Only, there is a difference between close and distant relations; these two could not compare to Master Li Shishi and Chu Jianlan.
Aside from the Spirit Stones and the Top-Grade Divine Weapon, Chu Feng unexpectedly discovered that the black iron brawny man was wearing a pair of Treasure Boots on his feet.
At first glance, they seemed like a pair of beast skin boots.
He discovered that there were rings of treasure light blooming, and that’s when Chu Feng realized it was a magical treasure.
"Yan Qing, those treasure boots are for you!"
From the corner of his eye, Chu Feng noticed Yan Qing gazing at the black iron strongman’s boots with extreme yearning.
In the world of magical treasures, boots were a rare commodity and their importance couldn’t be overstated.
Whether traversing mountains and rivers or braving fire and boiling water, having a pair of boots of magical treasure grade could definitely bring great convenience. In battle, it could even enhance one’s speed in fleeing and dodging.
Before Supreme Elder Wen Qingliu’s passing, he had already gifted Chu Feng a pair of treasure boots.
Thus, he no longer needed them.
Yan Qing also contributed greatly in the recent slaying of the black iron strongman, so naturally Chu Feng couldn’t hog all the spoils to himself.
Giving the boots to Yan Qing was a fine choice.
"Thank you, Master!" Yan Qing, excited, pounced forward and started to take off the boots. After successfully removing them, the boots transformed, eventually shrinking down to the size of a thumb.
This was the case with almost all magical treasures.
Without the propulsion of the master’s Sword Essence, they would automatically shrink. If they were destroyed, they would revert to their original form - a pile of raw materials.
This was precisely what made magical treasures so sophisticated.
Chu Feng’s gaze fell upon the ring on the middle finger of the left hand of the black iron strongman, an ancient-looking piece engraved with silver runes.
It was certain that this too was a magical treasure.
Chu Feng pulled it straight off, but unlike other treasures, it did not shrink when it reached his hand. It remained just as large.
What material was this ring refined from? It was deep green in color, yet the runes on it were silver. Its specific use was not evident.
Since Chu Feng’s cultivation was still at the Sword Saint level, he had no way to refine it, let alone use it.
"I’ll just wear it on my finger for now! It can also spur me on to break through to the Sword God Realm sooner." Chu Feng shamelessly slipped it onto his finger.
Elder Zi Xu and You Hu had joined a new battle.
Meanwhile, Chu Feng patiently waited for the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King to finish devouring the black iron strongman.
"Huh, you’ve advanced?" Chu Feng was surprised to find that the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King had undergone a transformation, becoming ten times stronger.
It was simply inconceivable.
But it was understandable. After all, the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King had devoured two Nine-star Sword Gods.
The energy it gained was bound to be astonishing.
"Thanks to your great fortune, Master, I have advanced to the Hundred-Eyed Evil Spirit King and have awakened a talent skill," the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King telepathically communicated to Chu Feng, a hint of pride in its voice.
And there was a deep joy as well.
"Hundred-Eyed Evil Spirit King! Then your strength now is comparable to a Nine-star Sword God?" Chu Feng was elated as well.
The stronger the pet, the stronger Chu Feng’s own strength.
"Hehe, theoretically speaking, I am indeed comparable to a Nine-star Sword God. But you know, when actually fighting, I only have a Spiritual Body..." Mokeboer was indeed an interesting Evil Spirit.
"No worries, during enemy encounters, you’re just there to assist me from the side," Chu Feng didn’t mind at all.
The fighting power of a Spiritual Body was inherently weak; what was formidable were their Evil Techniques.
What could be the newly acquired talent skill of the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King?
Chu Feng, along with the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King, began looking for new targets.
As a result, he discovered to his dismay that wherever he went, enemies would immediately flee in a decisive manner.
"Sigh, as the saying goes, a man dreads getting famous as much as a pig dreads getting fat! It seems I will have to find a new group of enemies if I want to play the wolf in sheep’s clothing in the future!" Chu Feng couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.