Chapter 119: The Ancestor of the Mu Family

With a furious roar, Gu Feng self-destructed. The shock rippled far beyond the capital city.

Long Xue’er’s heart pounded in panic as she cried out, “Gu Feng…”

Boom!

Gu Feng exploded.

“Ding! Completed the seventeenth death contract. Award unlocked: choose one—1) Strength +10,000; 2) Experience +5 million; 3) One basic skill level up.”

Gu Feng was speechless. Such rewards no longer held much meaning for him. Ultimately, he chose to increase his strength by ten thousand.

Long Xue’er opened her mouth to say “No,” but the words never escaped.

The ground beneath violently trembled; the inn shook violently, pots and pans crashing to the floor. The inn’s owner, waiting anxiously in the kitchen, was utterly shocked and terrified. Such overwhelming force—surely the underground vault wouldn’t withstand it. Had the poison gas failed? Could it be that Old Toad Poison Island sold him fake medicine?

“Master…”

“Big brother…”

“...”

Everything Gu Feng did was for them! They believed he was dead, blown to bits, utterly gone. Yet, was he truly gone?

Gu Feng revived outside the inn, a bloodstained smile gracing his lips. With a swift motion, he vanished from sight.

Suddenly appearing, he grabbed the innkeeper by the neck and snapped it with a crack.

The innkeeper’s eyes widened, staring at Gu Feng as if seeing a ghost, voice breaking, “You… weren’t… inside…? How… could this be…”

He died with unresolved regret.

Gu Feng vanished again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Over a dozen people fell dead with a single strike each.

Gu Feng triggered the mechanism to open the underground vault and slowly walked inside.

Han Han wept bitterly, crying out, “Master, do you no longer want Han Han? How could you abandon me? Master, I want Master!”

Gu Feng smiled faintly. “How could Master ever abandon Han Han?”

“Ah! Master, is that your ghost?”

Gu Feng sighed, “Do you really want your Master dead that badly?”

The others stared as if seeing a ghost, watching Gu Feng approaching.

Gu Xueyuan fell to his knees with a thud, sorrowful, “Big brother, rest assured I’ll take good care of Han Han for you. I’ll burn you lots of money, bring you many little sisters. Big brother, may your journey be peaceful!”

Gu Feng abruptly accelerated, closing in on Gu Xueyuan, and suddenly slapped his head hard.

Gu Xueyuan’s head spun, stars clouding his vision.

“Damn, you’re always cursing your big brother to death.”

Gu Dongliu exclaimed excitedly, “Big brother, you’re really not dead? But didn’t you just self-destruct?”

“Tch! Do you think everyone’s as stupid as you? The one who self-destructed was just my clone; otherwise, you’d all be starving to death in there!”

“Big brother, no way! That clone looks way too much like you!”

Smack!

“Idiot, the clone is still me! I’m so pissed I’m spitting blood. How did I get such dumb little brothers?”

“Hey! Xue’er, why are you crying?”

“Who’s crying? I just got dust in my eye.”

“Oh! I see. Here, let me help you blow it out.”

Gu Feng was embarrassed now; Long Xue’er wasn’t playing by the usual rules—she didn’t dodge.

“Well, maybe not. Let’s go outside first.”

Gu Feng turned and left.

Long Xue’er, summoning her courage, reached out from behind to hug Gu Feng.

Gu Feng suddenly accelerated and vanished, shouting, “You all chase after them in the capital; I’ll go wipe them out first.”

Long Xue’er stomped her foot angrily. “Bastard.”

Wen Xingguo smiled, “Come on, love is something you have to fight for yourself.”

Gu Xueyuan and the shareholder exchanged glances, wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent.

Gu Feng was troubled. Long Xue’er clearly had fallen for him! What to do? He couldn’t accept her, yet they’d keep running into each other. What was he to do?

The more he thought, the more agitated he became.

He accelerated toward the capital, wanting to end his troubles through death several times over.

Boom!

At full speed, Gu Feng’s terrifying velocity caused sonic booms. People and beasts on the ground saw only a red streak flash by, and when they blinked, nothing remained.

After five hours of mad dash, just after midnight, Gu Feng arrived at the capital, instantly recognizing the palace towering above all other buildings.

Gu Feng transformed into a rainbow streak, appearing above the palace.

Countless guards froze, then shouted, “Enemy attack!”

Whizz! Whizz!

Arrows rained down, aimed at Gu Feng in the air.

The palace activated its defensive shield.

The emperor, clutching a consort and resting his head against her ample chest, was abruptly awakened by the chaos. Furious beyond measure, he rose from his bed. Even if the palace was under attack, who in the great Qin realm could harm him?

Donning his yellow dragon robe, he stepped out of the chamber and looked up at Gu Feng in the sky, immediately recognizing him. “It’s him?”

The emperor’s anger boiled over. Gu Feng was too audacious—coming in such a ruckus. Was he daring the emperor to greet him personally? His hatred for Gu Feng deepened; the urge to kill grew stronger.

Such a man who disrespected his sovereign must be eradicated.

Gu Feng soared higher, now holding ten spirit energy bombs, which he hurled toward several points on the protective shield.

The commander of the archers below was stunned, unsure what these objects were and deciding to intercept first.

“Release the arrows!”

The shield could not be breached from outside but could shoot outward.

Countless arrows swarmed one spirit bomb, while more arrows were aimed at Gu Feng.

A confident smile graced Gu Feng’s face as he summoned a large cauldron.

Clang, clang, clang...

The arrows pierced the cauldron, peppering it with holes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ordinary arrows could not detonate the spirit bombs, but when a bomb landed on the shield, Gu Feng triggered its explosion with his mind—ten blasts sounded in succession.

The immense force from ten points caused the shield, normally able to withstand attacks from spirit lords, to shake violently.

Gu Feng muttered, “Still a bit short…”

Gripping a giant sword, Gu Feng suddenly descended, executing a midair downward slash.

His sword struck the center, resonating with the ten other impact points.

Crack…

The shield emitted cracking sounds, countless fractures spreading.

Everyone below—royalty, guards, palace maids—changed expression drastically, as if facing the apocalypse, plunging into panic.

The emperor was most shocked. He knew the shield was strong enough to withstand spirit lord attacks, yet Gu Feng had broken through.

He had thought Gu Feng’s destruction of the Mu Prince Mansion was mere coincidence. Now he realized it was pure, absolute strength. Attempting to kill Gu Feng would be suicide.

“No, there’s still room to mend this. I haven’t truly fallen out with Gu Feng. If I don’t execute the plan, Gu Feng won’t suspect I want to harm him. Yes, that’s it.”

“Ding! The royal family has abandoned their conspiracy against you. Task ‘Shatter the Seal King Plot’ completed. Reward: 10,000 merit points.”