Chapter 1066: Unable To Overpower, Only Outsmart

Before Yi Feng's curses could even finish, the bald man had already extended his palm, aiming it toward the canyon. A fierce wind began to howl, and an overwhelming aura started to gather, causing even the clouds to churn. It seemed as though he was about to unleash a terrifying strike!

He really didn't waste any time trying to steal!

The first time, Yi Feng hadn't reacted in time, allowing this guy to snatch the opportunity. After getting a taste of success, the old man seemed to have developed an addiction. Now, he wanted to pull the same trick again right in front of Yi Feng?

Not a chance!

Yi Feng was furious. He gripped his blade and began to shout curses.

"Old bastard! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Yesterday, you stole my prey, and today, I found these monsters first. Are you trying to steal them again?"

His curses echoed through the sky.

The bald old man glanced down at him, his expression cold and indifferent. His lofty demeanor, combined with his slightly lowered eyes, radiated arrogance. He showed no intention of stopping, nor did he seem interested in responding.

With a sidelong glance, the old man continued to raise his palm. It was clear that this wasn't his first time pulling such a stunt. He was clearly accustomed to the idea that the strong ruled over the weak, and his bullying ways were deeply ingrained.

Witnessing such brazen banditry, Yi Feng knew that words were useless.

"Damn it, old habits die hard!"

A fierce glint flashed in Yi Feng's eyes as he raised his blade and slashed toward the sky.

At first glance, the strike seemed ordinary.

The bald old man didn't pay much attention, his aged eyes filled with arrogance. But as the blade's light approached, his expression suddenly changed. His pupils trembled as if he had just witnessed a world-shattering sword intent!

In the face of that blade's light, no one dared to stand tall!

In the blink of an eye, the blade's light was upon him, aimed directly at his raised right hand. Even if he wanted to pull back, it was already too late.

"Crack!"

The old man had no time to react. A crisp sound rang out right beside his ear.

His eyes widened in terror, his body drenched in sweat. His enlarged pupils reflected the sight of his severed right arm. His eyes trembled with a mix of shock and rage.

"Ahhhhh!"

"You bastard! I'll make sure you die without a grave!"

The bald old man roared with a狰狞 voice, glaring down at the ground.

His gaze locked onto Yi Feng's figure, which he had initially dismissed as insignificant. Now, his expression was a mix of shock and fury. From disdain, his emotions had turned into something far more complicated.

He never could have imagined that a young man he had looked down upon could sever his arm with a single strike.

Feeling the searing pain, the old man's face twisted with humiliation and anger. His wrinkled features contorted as he glared at Yi Feng.

But when his eyes fell on the long blade in Yi Feng's hand, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"A divine weapon!"

"So that's how it is...!"

The old man muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes clearing with understanding.

No wonder a young man had been able to injure him. It was all because of the divine weapon in his hand.

Ending up in this state wasn't entirely his fault. Who could have guessed that an ordinary-looking young man would wield such a treasure?

With just a single divine weapon, he had lost an arm. That blade was likely more than just a first-tier divine weapon.

No matter who this young man was, disappearing without a trace on this planet wouldn't be unusual. Even if news of his death spread in the future, what could anyone do?

After a few more glances, the old man's anger grew, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes.

"Kid, hand over that blade of yours! Otherwise, I'll make you pay with your life!"

The old man's aura surged, causing avalanches in the surrounding area.

Yi Feng was momentarily stunned, his brow furrowing in confusion.

This guy was truly a piece of work.

He was the one who had just lost an arm, yet here he was, still acting all high and mighty, demanding that someone else hand over their weapon. Who was the injured one here?

Couldn't he tell who was in the better position? His confidence was downright ridiculous!

Was he not only addicted to stealing but also to showing off?

Before Yi Feng could fully process the old man's twisted logic, the bald man's arrogant gaze fell upon him once more.

"Kid, I'll give you three breaths. If you don't hand over that blade, it'll be too late!"

Well, well.

This old man was actually threatening him now!

He was the one who had been stealing and acting like a bandit, yet after getting his arm chopped off, he still had the nerve to act all high and mighty. Where did he get the courage?

First, he kept stealing Yi Feng's prey, and now he wanted to steal his blade. It seemed like he was determined to bully the honest guy.

Yi Feng wasn't about to tolerate this kind of behavior. Furious, he raised his blade and pointed it at the sky.

"You damn old fool! Are you out of your mind?!"

"Can't you see the situation you're in? Still trying to show off? Can't you live without acting all high and mighty?! You want my blade? Come and get it!"

The bald old man's face turned ashen, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

Ignoring his bleeding right arm, he channeled all his power into his left hand and prepared to unleash a devastating strike toward the ground.

But before his palm could descend, an invisible force slammed him into the icy ground, creating a deep crater several meters deep.

His bones shattered, and excruciating pain spread throughout his body.

In an instant, the once-mighty old man was reduced to a disheveled, toothless mess, with a trail of blood dripping from his nose. He looked utterly bewildered.

With great difficulty, he crawled out of the crater, his pale face filled with terror.

Gasping for breath, he muttered in a trembling voice.

"Huff... huff..."

"What... what just happened..."

As he was questioning his life choices, a voice filled with exasperation echoed from the distance.

"That's it?"

"Still trying to show off?"

Startled, the old man looked up to see the young man with the blade retracting his left hand, his fingers spread wide in a clear gesture.

Seeing the disdain in the young man's eyes, the old man felt as though he had been struck by lightning.

A single slap...

Just one slap had nearly killed him. What kind of cultivation level was this?

Thud!

Realization dawned on him, and terror spread through his entire body. The old man's heart clenched in fear.

When he met those disdainful eyes again, his face turned as pale as dirt.

He had underestimated this young man.

That single moment of carelessness had nearly cost him his life.

He had thought that the young man had only managed to sever his arm because of the divine weapon. Perhaps he was just a privileged junior with a powerful background.

But now...

Not only did this young man possess a divine weapon, but his own strength was also terrifyingly high, far surpassing the old man's. He was undoubtedly a hidden expert, someone who had likely been famous for many years despite his youthful appearance.

To have repeatedly threatened and offended such a person...

This... this was practically asking for death!

At this thought, the old man trembled uncontrollably. Despite his severe injuries, he scrambled over on his hands and knees, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Elder... Elder, please forgive me!"

"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I acted foolishly and offended you. Please, spare my life!"

Seeing the once-arrogant old man suddenly begging for mercy, trembling like a leaf, it seemed he had finally realized the gravity of the situation.

If only he had realized this earlier. Why did he have to keep showing off?

Yi Feng guessed that this guy had probably gotten too full of himself after a few successful robberies.

He didn't bother to look at the old man any longer, instead sheathing his blade with a look of exasperation.

"I won't kill you, but you owe me for the prey you stole yesterday. I'm a reasonable person. I don't want any treasures or weapons from you. Just find me some monsters to make up for it."

Killing the old man would have been as easy as lifting his hand, but aside from venting his anger, it wouldn't do much for Yi Feng.

It was better to keep him alive. He might still be of some use.

The bald old man was momentarily stunned, looking up at Yi Feng with a mix of fear and confusion.

"Elder... are you serious?"

His cautious demeanor made it seem as though he was the one being robbed, his face filled with innocence and terror.

Yi Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Why would I lie?"

"But there's one condition. You stole a lot of prey from me yesterday, so you have to make up for all of it. Otherwise, this isn't over!"

The old man felt as though he had been granted a reprieve. He quickly nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Elder! Thank you!"

"I'll definitely lead you to enough monsters to make up for it. I'll compensate you fully!"

He continued to bow and scrape, his attitude now several times more submissive.

He appeared to be genuinely repentant, but in his heart, he was already plotting.

This person was clearly not someone he could defeat through brute force. The only way was to outsmart him.

Even if this young man's cultivation was incredibly high, the humiliation of losing an arm and being forced to kowtow was not something the old man could simply let go. If word got out, how could he maintain his standing in the galaxy?

If he could use this opportunity to lead this young man into a powerful demon nest, he could use the demons to kill him. Not only would he avenge himself, but he could also take the divine weapon for himself.

It was a perfect plan, killing two birds with one stone!

His eyes flickered slightly as he quickly bowed again.

"Elder!"

"I know of a demon nest nearby. There are plenty of monsters there, enough to make up for your losses. I guarantee you'll be satisfied if you go!"

Yi Feng's eyes lit up at this.

"Really?"

The old man placed his hand over his heart and immediately swore an oath.

"I, Wei Zhenfang, swear on the Heavenly Dao that I will lead the Elder to the demon nest. If I am lying, may I be struck by lightning and die!"

His solemn expression filled Yi Feng with hope.

Yi Feng knew that oaths sworn on the Heavenly Dao could not be broken. Since the old man was willing to make such an oath, the demon nest must indeed exist.

If he went there, he could gain a lot of experience!

With the location of a demon nest, the monsters in front of him now seemed insignificant.

It seemed that the bald old man had truly turned over a new leaf.

Yi Feng's impression of the old man improved slightly, and he couldn't help but remark.

"I never thought you could be honest for once."

The words sounded like praise, but there was an underlying tone of mockery.

Wei Zhenfang felt a surge of bitterness in his heart but didn't dare to show it. As a Heaven-tier expert, when had he ever been subjected to such humiliation? He was seething with anger, yet he had to act like a obedient servant.

Forced by the circumstances, he could only force a smile and bow respectfully, leading the way with a submissive demeanor.

"Elder, you flatter me..."

"The demon nest is just ahead. Please follow me."

Seeing Yi Feng nod in satisfaction, Wei Zhenfang quickly wiped the blood from his nose and, despite his severe injuries, gritted his teeth and led the way!