After finishing this, Chu Feng flipped his palm, and several Universe Bags appeared—all taken from the members of the Shentu Imperial Clan.
Although Chu Feng had killed quite a few of them, he had exercised restraint. Not only had he helped Dan Dan drain them of their origin force before they died, but he had also, almost imperceptibly, stripped them of their Universe Bags and whatever treasures they had been carrying on their person.
All of this, Chu Feng had accomplished in a single instant. He wouldn't have been able to do this before, but now he could. This was precisely what made Chu Feng so formidable now.
"Who would have thought the Shentu Imperial Clan would be this rich."
After inspecting the contents of the Universe Bags, Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction. The Shentu Imperial Clan was truly wealthy. Shentu Lang, in particular, had been carrying an astonishing fortune all by himself—ten thousand Heavenly Pearls, just in his bag alone.
It was worth noting that Chu Feng had once plundered the entire fortune of the Ji Dynasty. But even if he converted all of it into Heavenly Pearls, it would barely amount to a little over a hundred thousand.
Yet Shentu Lang had been carrying ten thousand Heavenly Pearls on his person. He was either a colossal wastrel, or the Shentu Imperial Clan really did have money to burn.
"Brother Chu Feng, you're something else. You're planning to drown him alive in literal shit!" At that moment, Jiang Wushuang flew over and glanced down at the cesspit that Chu Feng had already concealed. A wicked grin spread across his face.
"Junior Brother Chu Feng, that kid was way too arrogant. He had the nerve to attack Brother Wushuang and even tried to get his hands on Miss Su Rou and Miss Su Mei. He deserved a proper punishment. Killing him outright would have been letting him off too easy." Zhang Tianyi, too, wore a look of deep satisfaction.
Meeting their gazes, Chu Feng offered a faint smile and said, "No, he won't drown. The barrier will protect him from direct contact with the filth."
"What? Junior Brother Chu Feng, what do you mean? Why not just drown him in it?"
"Yeah, Brother Chu Feng, what exactly are you planning? Are you going to starve him to death?" Zhang Tianyi and Jiang Wushuang exchanged confused looks, each trying to guess Chu Feng's intentions.
"No, not starve him either," Chu Feng replied with a shake of his head, smiling.
"Come on, Brother Chu Feng, how are you going to deal with him? Stop keeping us in suspense—just tell us already!" Jiang Wushuang could barely contain his curiosity.
"The barrier will protect him, keeping him separated from the filth. But he won't starve, because I've inscribed a formation on the barrier. The formation can absorb energy from the outside and forcibly channel it into his body. As it happens, that energy will be enough to sustain his life."
"As for what that outside energy is… you can probably guess, can't you?" Chu Feng's grin was positively wicked.
Hearing this, Zhang Tianyi and Jiang Wushuang locked eyes, thoroughly bewildered. But within moments, they caught on and asked in unison, "Could it be… the filth?"
"Exactly. The filth."
"He can't break free, because my barrier restrains his power."
"He won't starve, because the formation will feed him—day and night—the energy converted from the waste. Whether he wants it or not, the formation will convert the filth into energy and pump it into his body."
"Unless the day comes when every last trace of the filth has been absorbed by him, he won't die." Chu Feng laughed triumphantly.