C701 Peng Yaoxing
C701 Peng Yaoxing
The cave was only two feet in diameter. Just as he passed through a person, Feng Yimo's Divine Sense swept across it. There were no wild beasts or poisonous insects inside. He went in and walked for more than a hundred feet until he reached the end of the cave. The inside was wide open. It was twenty feet tall. Under a three feet square stone, Feng Yimo found the treasure hidden by the leader of the bandits.
There were precious jade artifacts, sharp weapons, and more than ten diamond cards. There were Spirit Crystals stored inside, and the key was a few Secret Scriptures. Feng Yimo did not bother to look carefully. He put his entire body into the Sumeru Bracelet and returned to the Black Wind Stronghold, destroying the stone and the deep pit with a punch. He quietly came to the secret compartment where the bandit leader hid the treasure.
Although there was a mechanism in the secret compartment, under Feng Yimo's Great Wisdom Eye's observation, there was nowhere to hide. Very quickly, he opened it and took away the item inside.
After that, Feng Yimo swaggered out, raised the Blunt Slow Sword, and rushed towards the nearest bandit.
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After more than two hours of killing, the two thousand bandits of Black Wind Stronghold were all wiped out. The three Xiantian realm warriors' leaders were all beheaded. Feng Yimo alone killed the leader of the bandits and the second leader of the bandits. He hung their heads on his waist and flaunted his power.
However, all of the warriors' followers died in the hands of the bandits who were struggling with their lives on the line. Only Liu Ruomei and Qing Yu's followers, who were alias Liu Xing, were left on the mountain.
Among the fifty warriors, ten of them had died. The rest were all injured. Three of them were seriously injured. It could be said that they had suffered heavy casualties.
Before the survivors expressed their gratitude to Feng Yimo, they did not have a good expression towards Yue Liang. If it were not for his suggestion, so many people would not have died.
What made the other warriors even more grateful was that when they searched for the treasures in Black Wind Stronghold, Feng Yimo did not take a single cent. He distributed it to everyone, including Qing Yu.
Such a generous person was rare. Moreover, Feng Yimo had made a great contribution and saved their lives.
Thus, after everyone distributed the treasures, they all took out a portion of it in embarrassment and gave it to Feng Yimo. Feng Yimo pretended to shirk a little and let Liu Ruomei take it.
When everyone went down the mountain and handed in the mission to Ren Xiao, other than Yue Liang, the other warriors all told Ren Xiao what had happened and praised Feng Yimo.
Ren Xiao looked at the two heads of the bandits that Feng Yimo handed over in surprise and nodded with satisfaction. This person had some brains and extraordinary martial power.
"Reporting to Second Young Master, I have something to report!" Feng Yimo took out Storage Rings and Storage Bags from his bosom. Of course, after he obtained the treasures in the cave and the hidden compartment, he returned the seventeen boxes of treasures that he had taken back to the Storage Rings, and simulated the Divine Sense Imprint of the Golden Core Middle Period warrior.
Ren Xiao looked at the Feng Yimos and Storage Rings in Feng Yimo's hand in surprise. He waved his hand and grabbed them. He found that there were still Divine Sense Imprints left on the Divine Sense Imprints, but there were no signs of them opening. He wiped off the marks on the Divine Sense Imprints and found twenty-seven boxes of treasures. There was also a letter in one of the boxes. It was written to the city lord of Pengjia City, Peng Yaohsing. It meant that the harvest was not good, so he had to turn in so many clouds first.
"Where did you get this?" Ren Xiao asked with a gloomy face.
"This..." Feng Yimo hesitated for a moment and looked around. Ren Xiao immediately understood and signaled to the late stage Soul Formation elder next to him. The elder waved his hand and set up a spiritual seal, isolating Feng Yimo from Ren Xiao, Ren Biyao, and the late stage Soul Formation elder. "Speak. No one else can hear you."
"Yes! It's like this. When the servants arrive at the foot of the mountain of Black Wind Stronghold, they will not be able to hear you. Brother Yue Liang suggested rushing into the mountain stronghold. After killing the leader of the bandits, the bandits would lose their leader and become flustered. We can take them down one by one. I also think that this strategy is good. However, I found out that there is still a mountain in Black Wind Stronghold. He volunteered to go to the back of the mountain to prevent anyone from escaping. Because I'm afraid that I won't be able to do anything by myself. Qing Yu followed them to the back of the mountain. Who knew that they had just arrived at the back of the mountain? I thought that it was the criminals who got the news. They secretly went down the mountain and launched a sneak attack. Kill that man. "
"However, after examining the corpse, he discovered that the person was not a criminal, but a cultivator! I was terrified and did not dare to make any rash decisions, so I brought back the things on his body and asked Second Young Master to judge. "
Second Young Master wiped the Storage Ring, and the letter appeared. He handed it to Ren Biyao, then nodded to the late stage incarnation cultivator. The old man grabbed the head of the bandit, activated his magic power, and used a secret technique to forcefully search his mind. Then he said, "Replying to Second Young Master, this person's last thought was to suspect Peng Yaohsing of killing him to silence him."
Feng Yimo smiled in his heart. His last sentence had worked. He knew that after a person died, there would be a last trace of resentment in his mind. With the magic power of a late stage Soul Formation cultivator, there should be a way to intercept it. This would be enough to convict the city lord of Pengjia City, Peng Yaohsing.
Since the heavens had given him such a good opportunity, if he did not borrow it, wouldn't it be too wasteful?
Ren Biyao frowned and looked at the letter. "Second Brother, is this true? Could it be that someone knew that we were besieging Black Wind Stronghold and deliberately framed Peng Yaohsing?"
Ren Xiao smiled and turned to look at Feng Yimo. "You are from Liuyu City, right? I heard that half a year ago, the people from Pengjia City ambushed the team that you came to participate in the competition. Is this true?"
Feng Yimo was shocked. What a powerful guy! However, he looked sad. "Yes, we have dozens of people in our team. Out of the 15 warriors, only the next one survived. Naturally, he hated the Pengjia City to the core. If he had the ability, He had long since slaughtered his way into the Peng Family to avenge his deceased comrade. If the city lord of the Black Wind Stronghold was the culprit, Second Young Master would like to seek justice from those who died. I cannot let them die a tragic death! I am a martial artist, a coarse person. I don't know what great reasoning this is, but... For a city lord to secretly collude with bandits, it is not good for the reputation of the prefecture lord."
Ren Xiao looked at Feng Yimo in surprise when he heard what Feng Yimo said. He nodded. Even if he knew the truth, he was still filled with righteous indignation. He thought for a while, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go to Pengjia City!"
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At noon the next day, a group of people arrived at the towering main city of Pengjia City. Peng Yaohsing, who had received the news, had already been waiting outside the city gate with his son, Peng Mingshang, Deputy City Lord and the others for a long time.
"Second Young Master, Second Miss, it has been tough on you all the way here. The palace has been tidied up. Please enter the city and have a rest. There will be a grand banquet tonight to welcome all of you." Peng Yaohsing was an old man in his sixties. His hair and beard were all white, but his head was full of energy. He said to Ren Xiao and Ren Biyao with a smile on his face.
Ren Xiao smiled and nodded. He did not dismount from his horse. He urged his horse to enter the city.
Peng Yaohsing was slightly stunned. He did not think much about it. He quickly followed them. His mount was also a unicorn. It rode alongside Second Young Master.