"Brother, here's your stuff back."
Although Chu Feng had killed Di Jiuzhou, he had kept Di Jiuzhou's Universe Bag and all of his treasures.
Chu Feng not only returned Wang Qiang's belongings, but also split half of Di Jiuzhou's spoils with him.
"Heh heh, you… you're really doing the 'meet and split half' thing with me, huh?"
"So many good things — if I don't take them, you'd probably be upset." Wang Qiang looked at the treasures, grinning from ear to ear.
It wasn't that Wang Qiang was greedy — Di Jiuzhou really had accumulated quite a haul. Inside his Universe Bag alone, there were over twenty half-finished Ancestral Weapons, all of fine quality.
On top of that, there were all manner of other treasures. Although Di Jiuzhou's barrier techniques hadn't been particularly strong, many of the items in his collection were rare materials needed for barrier work.
And there was still more.
"If you don't want them, I won't force you." Chu Feng smiled and began putting the treasures away.
"No, no, no — let's do the meet-and-split-half thing!" Wang Qiang hastily grabbed Chu Feng's hand and eagerly stuffed the treasures into his own Universe Bag.
Seeing this, Chu Feng's smile only deepened. Wealth was merely an external possession — he had been willing to share from the moment he set them aside. His earlier attempt to take them back had just been a joke; he never actually intended to keep them.
As for Wang Qiang, his recent humiliation was inextricably linked to Chu Feng, and Chu Feng had felt guilty about it. Seeing Wang Qiang this happy now put Chu Feng's mind at ease.
"Chu Feng, don't let the people from the Supreme Lord's Manor get away. I want their Origins too," the voice of Her Majesty suddenly rang out.
Chu Feng turned his head and noticed the disciples of the Supreme Lord's Manor fleeing into the distance.
It was almost comical — the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples hadn't even thought to scatter in different directions. They were still bunched together.
Their stupidity was on full display in this moment.
"A bunch of bullies who prey on the weak." Chu Feng shook his head, but killing intent surfaced in his eyes once more.
Swoosh— Chu Feng's figure blurred, and a streak of lightning shot across the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had caught up to the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples and landed directly in their path.
A tremendous pressure swept down upon them, and the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples instantly lost the strength to move forward.
When they saw Chu Feng blocking their way, their faces turned deathly pale and their legs went weak with fear.
"Chu Feng, spare us! Please spare us!"
In an instant, the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples all dropped to their knees before Chu Feng, kowtowing and begging for mercy — every shred of the arrogance they had shown during their first encounter completely gone.
"I have only one question. If I were the one who lost right now, would you let me go?" Chu Feng swept his cold gaze over these bullies and asked flatly.
"..." Chu Feng's question left the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples speechless. A flicker of hesitation crossed each of their faces.
Swoosh— But just as they were about to answer, Chu Feng waved his sleeve, and a wave of martial force transformed into an invisible scythe that swept through the group of Supreme Lord's Manor disciples.
In a single strike, every last one of them was reduced to streams of blood, falling dead at Chu Feng's hand.
Chu Feng knew full well that if they had spoken, they would have said they would let him go.
But he knew even better that if he and Wang Qiang had truly been defeated by the Supreme Lord's Manor disciples, those disciples would never have shown them mercy.
The Supreme Lord's Manor had long since harbored killing intent toward Chu Feng, so for people like that, he could find no reason to spare them.
"What geniuses. Their Origins don't even taste good — not nearly satisfying enough." After finishing off the Origins of Di Jiuzhou and the others, Her Majesty pouted her little lips, looking thoroughly displeased.