Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor

"I never thought I would actually be interested in personally killing two Martial Disciples one day. It's a good thing those guys don't know or else they would laugh at me! How embarrassing!" Shi Feng muttered to himself as he softly shook his head.

Who knows if Ming'an and that coachman would have come back to life and jumped up upon hearing Shi Feng's words, thinking, 'Damn it, we were already stabbed to death by you, and now you find it embarrassing to kill us?'

Shi Feng reached out and took off the pale blue ring that Ming'an wore on his left middle finger, holding it in his hand.

With a thought, Shi Feng suddenly established a strange connection with the ring, and a series of items stored within the ring flashed rapidly through his mind.

This was a storage ring, crafted by a Refiner, with space to store items.

Storage rings are exceedingly rare. In Canghai City, only the clan leaders of the Four Great Families each possessed one.

At this point, people were no longer surprised. This ignorant boy even dared to kill a second-stage Refiner, let alone take his storage ring.

The treasures inside the second-stage Refiner's storage ring must be unimaginably abundant. However, this boy would need to stay alive to enjoy them.

People seemed to already see Shi Feng enduring the most brutal and wicked punishment in the world, imagining him lying in a cold, dark cage, covered in blood, mangled and missing limbs, barely alive, unable to live or die.

However, at this moment, Shi Feng looked calm as if nothing had happened. He wore the pale blue ring on his left middle finger and turned to look at the thin and frail small figure.

Shi Ling still stood there dazed. Seeing Shi Feng walking toward her, she hurried up and clung to his leg, her voice choked with sobs, "Brother... sob... Ling'er wants to go home. Take Ling'er home, I'm scared."

Looking at the sister who had been reliant on him in this life, recalling all the bits and pieces before his memory had returned, Shi Feng's calm face showed a tender smile. He affectionately patted the little one's head and embraced her, saying softly, "There, there, don't cry, my little princess. Brother will take you home now."

After speaking, Shi Feng turned back and glanced at the black horse pulling the carriage. With a flip of his left hand, a long sword, emitting a cold light and snow-white all over, appeared in his hand.

He walked behind the horse and with a single slash, he cut the ropes connecting the carriage to the horse.

Just as Shi Feng was about to pick up Shi Ling to mount the horse, suddenly an elderly, profound voice called out, "Young friend, please wait a moment."

Shi Feng frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice, seeing an old man with white hair dressed in black emerging from the crowd. The old man's face looked rosy, and his breath was steady, clearly a Martial Artist.

"A Nine-star Martial Master?" Shi Feng recognized the old man's Martial Arts Cultivation Level immediately.

If dealing with those two earlier was like slaughtering chickens and dogs, that's because they only had the Martial Disciple Realm. He could rely on his past life's Supreme Martial Technique, along with battle tactics, to anticipate and overcome higher levels.

But the gap between a Martial Disciple and a Martial Master was two whole realms apart, like an insurmountable chasm. It's said, 'One force can subdue ten meetings,' just like an adult compared to a child.

"Elder Bai."

"So it is Elder Bai."

"Hello, Elder Bai."

As soon as the elder appeared, the crowd greeted him respectfully, showing the esteem this elder held in the city.

Elder Bai nodded in response to everyone in turn.

Shi Feng looked at the elder approaching him step by step, his frown deepening, and asked, "Who are you? Do you need something?"

Elder Bai stopped three meters away from Shi Feng and said gravely, "I am Bai Tianxin of the Tianyi Martial Arts Hall. Do you just plan to leave like this?"

"What do you mean? Do you want to keep me here?" Shi Feng's face darkened when he heard Bai Tianxin's words.

Bai Tianxin shook his head, then sighed and said, "I didn't want to, but you've killed Ming'an, a second-stage Refiner from the Skywind Sect! Sooner or later, the Skywind Sect will learn of this incident. If we cannot give them an explanation, the innocent people of the entire Moon City might be implicated. Do you realize the grave mistake you've just made?"

"What! The Skywind Sect! It's the Skywind Sect!" Upon hearing the name of the Skywind Sect, the spectators' faces turned pale. Those three words weighed on them like a mountain, leaving them breathless.

"The Skywind Sect, that is the superpower that has stood in our Yunlai Empire for thousands of years, with deep and unimaginable foundations. It is said they have several Martial King Powerhouses, and their Sect Master is an equal to our Emperor."

Shi Feng also recalled from his past memories that his current location was in a country called the Yunlai Empire in the Eastern Domain.

The Tianheng Continent is vast and boundless, and no one knows just how large it is. However, our ancestors divided the continent into five major regions thousands of years ago: the Eastern Domain, the Southern Territory, the Western Region, the North Domain, and Central State.

In terms of the Eastern Domain alone, it consists of hundreds of large and small countries and sects.

The Yunlai Empire is just one medium-sized empire among these hundreds of countries.

"You old immortal, based on your logic, if I, someone without a background, had been killed by those two bastards earlier, it would just be considered as my own fault for being blind and deserving of death? Now that I killed them, I've committed a grave sin?" Shi Feng asked coldly.

"Being called 'undying' by Shi Feng, Bai Tianxin didn't seem angry and still maintained a righteous demeanor, continuing to say, 'Actually, you didn't need to kill them just now. As long as they weren't dead, everything could have been slowly resolved, sigh... But now... it's pointless to talk about this, just surrender yourself, I'd rather not take action against you.'"

"Solve your sister!" Shi Feng shouted fiercely, "If I hadn't killed those two, they would have killed me in return, what a resolution! 'Undying', the path of Martial Arts is about pressing forward without fear. With your overly cautious fear, lacking a warrior's heart, how can you achieve stronger Martial Arts!"

"Ah!" On hearing Shi Feng's last few words, Bai Tianxin's body suddenly shuddered. Shi Feng's words, like a devilish sound, shook his soul, like enlightenment, he instantly understood something.

It seemed as if something he had been trying to grasp for many years had suddenly appeared before his eyes—a realm he had been unable to cross for many years now seemed as fragile as window paper, ready to be pierced through by a mere finger!

He found himself enveloped in a strange sensation.

"Ha, you 'undying' old thing, this time you got lucky!" Shi Feng no longer cared about Bai Tianxin and, holding Shi Ling, leapt onto the black horse. Just as Bai Tianxin was about to stop him, his mind became clear, and he straightforwardly sat down cross-legged on the street.

"Giddy up!" With a kick to the horse's belly, the black horse cried out in pain, then galloped away into the distance.

"What…" The people on the street were dumbfounded. They didn't understand what had just happened. Wasn't Elder Bai supposed to capture that young man? How come after a few words with that young man, he, a Martial Master, seemed to be scolded like a junior?

Not only did he not take action against that young man, but why did he also sit down so inexplicably?

When someone felt a change in the Primordial Power between heaven and earth, suddenly someone exclaimed loudly, "Bai... Elder Bai is advancing! Our Moon City is going to have another Martial Spirit powerhouse!"

"What!"

"..."

"What? Dead!"

Moon City, Hai Family.

A cry of alarm echoed in the hall from Hai Family Patriarch Hai Batian. Normally lofty and dignified, Hai Batian stood up from his chair, utterly flustered, and murmured, "It's over, it's over, it's over."

"This is truly bad." Thinking of the terror of the Skywind Sect, Hai Batian's restless heart could not calm down.

"To ascertain the origin of that bizarre item, we had gone to great lengths to engage Lord Ming'an, a Second-stage Refiner from the Skywind Sect, to come here. How could this have happened? How are we going to explain this to the Skywind Sect?"

"What to do, what to do, could it be that my family's hundred-year legacy is going to end in my hands?" As Hai Batian paced back and forth, he desperately wished he could tear the murderer of Ming'an into pieces, flay the skin, and mutilate the body in a myriad of ways.

Thinking of the murderer, Hai Batian realized that he still didn't know who the perpetrator was. He quickly turned to the subordinates who dared not make a sound below him and barked, "Speak! Who exactly did this?"

"The subordinate... when the subordinate arrived, Lord Ming'an and the coachman Li San were already killed. The subordinate didn't witness the murderer directly, but upon inquiring around, a worker at the tavern said that the murderer of Lord Ming'an is a fifteen-year-old youth living at the foot of Xiuling Mountain outside the city, named Shi Feng."

"Why are you still standing here! Go and bring back that animal, I want him alive or his corpse, hurry!" roared Hai Batian.

"Yes! Your command is my duty!" The man bowed to Hai Batian, then turned and hurriedly ran out of the hall to gather a force.

Outside the city, the black horse slowed down from its gallop, carrying Shi Feng and Shi Ling along a mountain path, nearly an hour since Shi Feng had left the city.

"Brother, we haven't bought medicine for mother yet. What will she do without her medicine?" the little fellow Shi Ling said in Shi Feng's arms, turning his head, blinking his watery eyes at Shi Feng.

"Shush, be good, do not speak, do not fidget," Shi Feng whispered in Shi Ling's ear, his right hand resting on Shi Ling's chest.

The moment Shi Feng recovered his memory, he sensed a malevolent aura lurking within his body, which had been immediately absorbed by his cultivation of the Nine Nether Technique into his Dantian, turning it into the purest Primordial Power, unique to the Nine Nether Supreme.

Indeed, it was also because of the malevolent aura within his body and the absorption of the Power of Death from a Two-star Martial Disciple that his advancement to Martial Disciple had been so easy.

Later, after examining Shi Ling's body, he found, as expected, that there was also malevolent energy within Shi Ling.

Shi Feng's right hand, which was pressed against Shi Ling's chest, was actually absorbing the malevolent energy from Shi Ling's body.

From his memory, his mother at home was growing increasingly ill, now confined to her bed, also affected by this malevolent energy.

"It's actually the Dark Evil Place!" Shi Feng couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. The Dark Evil Place not only greatly assisted his cultivation but also indicated the presence of the Dark Evil Supreme Treasure.

Thinking of the Dark Evil Supreme Treasure, he remembered that kind and affectionate face, as scenes of years of affection passed before his eyes.

Now, he could finally completely cure the illness that had plagued her for years.

At this moment, Shi Feng eagerly wanted to return home.