1304: C1304 Family Fortune

C1304 Family Fortune

Zhao Haifeng, the Palace Lord of the Northern Dark Mountain Palace, was an expert at the Postliminary Realm and could be considered one of the top experts in the entire Northern Dark City. However, at this moment, he had died so tragically that not even a complete sentence was left behind.

Zhou Yan reached out his hand and took off the storage ring on his waist. After checking it with his Spiritual Sense, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a gratified expression.

"This old fox is indeed worthy of being the Palace Lord of the Northern Dark Mountain Palace. His family is quite rich and his wealth is shocking."

Within the storage ring, there were thick stacks of silver notes alone. There were a total of five storage rings that were worth several thousand taels of silver. Adding on all kinds of precious herbs, weapons, armor, and other treasures, they were worth more than a hundred million, or even more.

In addition, there were also many precious Spirit Stones.

"It seems like the Northern Mountain Prefecture is indeed hiding its strength!"

Zhou Yan sneered in his heart.

Just now, he had deliberately slowed down his speed and lured the guards to chase after him in order to gather some information.

After all, the Northern Mountain Prefecture was his stumbling block in the future.

"Zhou Yan, we surrender!"

At this moment, a wave of begging could be heard from all directions.

"Oh? You're actually willing to surrender?"

Surprised, Zhou Yan turned his head and saw a green-robed man leading a group of guards standing in the distance, looking at him with a face full of fear.

The green-robed man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was handsome and wore a green robe that fluttered in the wind. There was arrogance between his brows, as if he did not put Zhou Yan in his eyes at all, and only watched coldly from the side.

"Young Master! Save me!"

Seeing the green-robed man, Zhao Haifeng felt as if he had found his savior. He immediately rushed over and cried out for help, "This Zhou Yan has killed so many people from our Northern Mountain Prefecture. You have to help me."

His expression was extremely exaggerated, as if he had been greatly humiliated and wronged, as if Zhou Yan had stolen his wife.

"Hehe, Zhou Yan, do you still know me?"

The green-robed man laughed in disdain: "Today, I will punish you on behalf of my father."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and his sleeve swelled up, suddenly smashing towards Zhou Yan.

"You overestimate yourself!"

Zhou Yan's gaze turned serious as he raised his leg and kicked out.

"* Boom! *"

In that instant, a violent gust of wind and waves of energy surged. Zhou Yan's kick contained a tremendous force as it ruthlessly landed on the belly of the green-robed man.

The green-robed man let out a miserable cry as his entire body flew out, smashing through the courtyard wall and falling ten meters away.

This scene caused all the guards to be silent, their hearts filled with fear.

One had to know that the green-robed man was a cultivator at the peak of the Acquired Stage and was only a step away from the Innate Stage. Yet, he was heavily injured by Zhou Yan with a single move.

"What a powerful fellow. However, in the end, he is only an Innate Martial Master. I want to see how you are going to fight against me." The azure robed man struggled to get up. His face was fierce and his eyes were red.

He originally thought that with his cultivation, he could defeat a Xiantian martial master. Who would have thought that he would be at a disadvantage in just one exchange.

Shame, shame!

"Zhou Yan, prepare to die!"

The green-robed man roared as his entire body released a blazing aura and he charged over once again.

"Humph!"

Zhou Yan revealed a look of disdain. With a cold snort, he took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of the green-robed man. His left palm slammed down, aiming straight for the green-robed man's head.

"Pah!"

After being slapped, the green-robed man let out a miserable cry as his body staggered back a few steps. His face was swollen and dripping with blood, and one side of his mouth was crooked.

"How can he be so strong...?" The azure-robed man was stunned, and shock appeared in the depths of his eyes.

At this time, Zhou Yan had restrained his aura and did not release the aura of an Inborn Martial Master. Therefore, the green-robed man thought that Zhou Yan was just an ordinary Inborn Martial Disciple.

"Since you don't want to say it, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Zhou Yan's eyes flickered with killing intent.

Over the past few days, he had encountered many assassinations. Although he had killed all of them, it was not a fortunate thing.

Zhou Yan knew that these people were here for the cultivation technique that he possessed. Thus, he had to increase his strength.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

In the next moment, Zhou Yan waved his arms, and numerous wooden weapons, emitting a cold light, slashed down towards the green-robed man.

These wooden weapons were all made of hundred-year-old ironwood. They were extremely tough, cutting through gold and jade, and were incomparably sharp. Once they were slashed down, they would be enough to cut the green-robed man in half at the waist.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Saber lights clashed, and sword images appeared.

Saber lights flashed and sword images appeared. In just a few breaths, the azure-robed male was forced into a flurry and was in danger.

"This Zhou Yan is really abnormal!"

Seeing that, the other guards were all frightened and did not dare to continue attacking.

This Zhou Yan was simply like the reincarnation of a demon. His body was strong and invulnerable, and he could not even defeat an Inborn Martial Master.

Furthermore, his speed was shockingly fast. A wooden weapon that he casually grabbed could kill an Inborn Martial Master.

"Run!"

The green-robed man's forehead was covered in sweat as he hurriedly retreated, wanting to avoid Zhou Yan's attack.

"Die!"

Zhou Yan's face revealed a baleful look. The wooden weapon in his hand turned into afterimages that filled the sky as he crazily thrusted it over. It was as dense as raindrops, sealing off all of the green-robed man's directions.

"Damn it, how did this Zhou Yan suddenly become so powerful?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The green-robed man's heart trembled as he dodged repeatedly. However, he was still continuously injured, and his clothes were also ripped.

Puchi!

As the last blade landed, the azure robed male felt a sharp pain in his chest and stomach as blood splattered everywhere. His body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

His body was already dyed red, and the smell of blood filled the air.1

"Zhou Yan, I am a direct descendant of the Northern Dark Mountain Palace. If you dare to kill me, you won't have a good ending."

The green-robed man covered his wound and stared at Zhou Yan menacingly.

"Northern Ocean Palace?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment.

He had never heard of such a small sect before, but when he heard that the other party was a direct descendant of the Northern Mountain Prefecture, his heart immediately tightened.

"You... how come you don't know about the Northern Dark Mountain Palace? Are you not from the Dongyue Province?"

The azure-robed man was puzzled, but he soon shook his head and rejected his guess.

The Northern Dark Mountain Prefecture was the third largest clan in the East Peak County. The Patriarch, Nangong Batian, was a peerless expert at the Innate Martial Sect.

Zhou Yan was a bumpkin who came from a remote village. Even if he started practicing martial arts from the womb, it was impossible for him to have such shocking strength.

"Cut the crap. I will definitely kill you today!" Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold.

"You want to kill me? With just you? Dream on!"

The green-robed man gritted his teeth and suddenly took out a porcelain bottle. He pulled out the cork and a pungent medicinal fragrance filled the air.

"Pill!"

"You have a pill!"

Zhou Yan's pupils constricted as his expression darkened slightly. A trace of greed flashed across his eyes as he shouted in a low voice, "Who exactly are you?"

"Why do you care who I am?"

The green-robed man laughed coldly, then threw the porcelain bottle over and said: "Zhou Yan, this bottle of 'Nine Dragon Breaking Yuan Pill' was given to me by my father, and now it's yours."

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