Chapter 860: The White Clothed Man Blocking The Ro

Shadow Island.

After Su Yu'er gathered the entire sect's resources and sent over the immortal crystals previously used to purchase demon cores, Yi Feng packed his belongings and embarked on his journey to seek death.

Standing atop a high mountain, Yi Feng gazed into the distance.

He let out a long sigh.

"Ah, in this vast world, where will my final resting place be?"

Yi Feng was troubled!

He had been out for many days, trying every method imaginable, yet he still hadn't succeeded in dying.

Not far away.

A convoy of carriages sped past.

At the head of the convoy, a massive flag was planted on the lead ox-headed beast.

The flag bore a vivid embroidery of a single large character—**Hong**!

Anyone with even a slight understanding of the current power dynamics would recognize this flag and know that this convoy belonged to the Hong Sect, one of the powerful Robber Sects.

Behind the convoy, there was a long barge pulled by eight giant demonic beasts. The interior of the barge was exquisitely decorated and brightly lit, with strings of pearls hanging at the entrance.

Inside, the ceiling was adorned with red silk, and the surroundings were spotless. A faint, refreshing fragrance could be detected with just a slight sniff.

Clearly.

This barge was the private chamber of a young woman.

On the bed at the back sat a slender woman with stunning features.

She wore a light gauze dress, her fair skin faintly visible through the fabric. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her lazy posture exuded an indescribable allure.

On the table beside her lay a rose-red sword.

The sword shimmered with a flowing light, as if it possessed a spirit.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this sword was far beyond the level of what a Robber Sect could possess.

Even among the Dao Sects, such a treasure would be rare.

Beside her, a maid-like young girl was reporting some news.

"The Three Lives Sect has suddenly disbanded without warning, and the reasons behind it are baffling…"

The maid spoke respectfully.

"Hmm."

The woman waved her hand, seemingly unconcerned.

"Does the young lady not wish to investigate?"

The maid couldn't help but ask.

"There's no need. The waters surrounding this reincarnation of the Saint are already deep enough."

"Including the Three Lives Sect, the so-called Three Great Dao Sects are nothing more than small fish and shrimp on the surface. Who knows how many undercurrents are flowing beneath?"

"So, if these small fish and shrimp on the surface offend someone they shouldn't or do something they shouldn't, it's only natural for them to be wiped out!"

The woman spoke lightly, as if it were a matter of no consequence.

The maid was visibly surprised, having underestimated the stakes of this Saint's reincarnation.

"Young lady, is the Saint really that powerful?"

The maid couldn't help but ask.

"Of course!"

The woman answered without hesitation, slightly raising her head as she continued, "The one who came closest in history was a Literary Saint."

"His appearance could influence the fate of an entire world!"

"A single word from him could alter the destiny of the world."

"As the saying goes, 'He who wins the Saint's heart wins the world!'"

The maid couldn't help but cover her mouth in astonishment, her eyes wide with surprise.

"So, how could the struggle for the Saint be limited to just the so-called Three Great Dao Sects on the surface?" The woman sneered. "It's just that no one has shown their true colors yet."

"Young lady is truly wise."

The maid said with admiration, "That's also why we've chosen to remain within a small sect like the Hong Sect."

"Clever girl!"

The woman praised.

The maid beamed with joy.

However, at that moment, the moving barge suddenly came to a halt.

"What's going on?"

The woman in the gauze dress frowned, looking out through the red silk curtains.

"Reporting to the young lady, a man in white has suddenly blocked the road."

Outside, a leader with a strong voice reported.

"Deal with him."

The woman waved her hand, then added, "Remember, avoid unnecessary trouble at all costs. Keep everything low-key. I don't want to take any risks of exposure. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The leader left, turning to walk toward the front of the convoy.

At the front of the convoy.

A man in white stood there, blocking the entire convoy's path.

The man in white was none other than Yi Feng.

Having no idea how to achieve his goal of dying, Yi Feng had suddenly spotted this fast-moving convoy on the road. Seeing its grandeur and the imposing flag, Yi Feng guessed that the people inside the carriage must be of significant importance.

So, he decided to try his luck.

If he was fortunate, perhaps he could provoke a powerful figure who would kill him with a single strike.

The leader coldly glanced at the man in white and said indifferently, "Why are you blocking the road?"

"I'm here to rob you!"

Yi Feng raised his chin slightly, his tone arrogant and challenging. "This road belongs to me, and these trees were planted by me. If you wish to pass, you must pay the toll!"

The leader remained expressionless and asked, "How much do you want?"

Yi Feng was stunned.

He wasn't actually here to rob anyone; he just wanted to die.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't this man have shouted something like, "You're asking for death!" and then charged at him with a weapon?

But instead, he was asking how much Yi Feng wanted?

It seemed they didn't want trouble and were willing to pay for peace.

Well, Yi Feng couldn't let them have their way.

"One hundred thousand—no, one million immortal crystals!"

Yi Feng declared arrogantly, his voice filled with provocation. "Not a single crystal less! Otherwise, you won't take another step forward unless you kill me!"

With that, Yi Feng looked at the leader with anticipation.

Such provocation.

Such an outrageous demand. Surely, this man would be furious now.

He would draw his weapon and attack, right?

However…

The leader waved his hand, and a storage ring flew out, landing directly in Yi Feng's hand.

"Here's two million immortal crystals. Please step aside."

?????

Yi Feng stared at the storage ring in his hand, utterly confused.

What… what just happened?

Why didn't this guy follow the script?

Two million, just like that?

No haggling, no anger?

Since when was robbing someone this easy…

Now Yi Feng was in a tough spot, unsure of what to do next.