High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 155 A Bountiful Harvest of Contribution Points! A Tragic Elegy!
After a long period of seclusion, Qin Feng did not rush into a new round of battles. Instead, he first turned his attention to his remaining 50 reputation points.

A little makes a lot, and sand makes a tower.

Every resource must be transformed into real combat power.

"Warband Resource Library".

With a thought, he clicked on that familiar, dark gold interface filled with a chilling aura.

"Hamer, based on my current killing system, select a level one staff technique that is most suitable for me and costs less than 50 reputation points."

"Command confirmed. Data matching and technique selection in progress..."

The S-level intelligent assistant was incredibly efficient; just 0.01 seconds later, a short list appeared in front of Qin Feng.

At the very top is a staff technique with an extremely fierce and domineering style.

[Technique: Wind and Thunder Staff]

[Type: Level 1 Killing Method]

[Characteristics: This staff technique abandons all complex variations and defensive moves, concentrating all power and willpower on a single point at the tip of the staff. Its core lies in the word 'thrust,' pursuing ultimate penetrating power and explosive force, as swift as wind and thunder, a single strike that is sure to kill.]

[Deadly Move: Wind and Thunder Thrust]

Price: 50 Reputation Points

"That's it."

A glint of light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

His current killing system includes the overall strategy of "Thousand Army Spear", the tricky surprise attack of "Fierce Bird Fist", and the combination of strength and softness of "Dragon Snake Spear". The only thing he lacks is a pure single-point explosion method that concentrates power to the extreme.

And this "Wind and Thunder Long Staff" technique perfectly makes up for this shortcoming.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly used the remaining 50 reputation points to exchange for this cultivation technique.

[Exchange successful! 50 reputation points have been deducted.]

A massive flow of information surged into his mind once again through the subspace network, transforming into a martial artist wielding a long staff, practicing that earth-shattering, one-of-a-kind killing move again and again in the virtual space.

Qin Feng has not yet begun practicing this new technique.

The most urgent task is to examine the results of my three-and-a-half-year retreat and accumulate enough start-up capital for the next round of practice.

"Hamer, find the most suitable and efficient way for me to gain contribution points."

"Command confirmed, generating solution for you..."

Soon, familiar lines of entries, radiating an alluring glow, reappeared on Qin Feng's screen.

Canaan Tower Challenge

[Daily Tasks]

[Achievement Quest]

[Rookie Cup Rankings]

[Disciple Group Promotion]

[Imperial Mission]

[Warband Mission]

Looking at these dazzling array of options, Qin Feng's gaze finally settled on the one at the very top—[Canaan Tower].

"Let's start with you."

He thought to himself.

Three years ago, in his final battle on the first floor of the Canaan Tower, he was utterly defeated by the heavily armored green-skinned leader, and his more than ten consecutive challenges ended in failure.

Before entering the Canaan Tower, he thought for a moment and then opened his contacts, sending a concise message to Zou Yun, Yin Jing, and Qin Lan.

[Just finished clearing the dungeon. Are there any high-reward, high-contribution-value missions available recently? Team play is possible.]

Having done all this, he no longer hesitated. His consciousness sank into the subspace network, and his figure instantly disappeared from the dormitory.

As the light and shadow shifted, when Qin Feng opened his eyes again, he was already standing in front of the familiar light gate of the 72nd battle on the first floor of the Canaan Tower.

He didn't even bother to review the stats of that green-skinned boss before stepping right in.

"WAAAGH!!!"

A deafening roar, just like it had three years ago, resounded throughout the massive steel arena.

The green-skinned leader, over seven meters tall and clad in menacing black power armor, slowly rose from the shadows of the ruins. Its crimson electronic eyes instantly locked onto the tiny human who dared to challenge its authority once again.

Three years ago, it was this very behemoth that, with its absolute power and perfected killing techniques, repeatedly blasted him away and crushed him.

And this time...

Qin Feng's eyes were as calm as a bottomless, icy pool.

Faced with the steel behemoth charging forward with unparalleled power, he didn't even move an inch.

He simply raised the spear in his hand slowly.

Just as the green-skinned boss's massive power claws were about to strike his head.

Qin Feng made a move.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling and spectacular moves.

It's just a simple, textbook-perfect straight thrust.

This shot was unremarkable, yet incredibly fast.

It seemed to ignore the distance in space and the passage of time.

puff!

A barely perceptible soft sound.

The green-skinned leader's charging figure suddenly froze. Its huge, electric claws stopped less than a centimeter from Qin Feng's head, unable to advance any further.

It lowered its head and looked at its chest in disbelief.

There, a black spear had silently pierced through the most solid front of the power armor, precisely penetrating its core vital organ deep within the chest cavity.

Instant kill!

He didn't even put up a decent resistance before being instantly killed by a single shot!

The terrifying enemy that had left him helpless three years ago is now as fragile as a sheet of paper in his eyes.

Congratulations! You have successfully passed the first level of the Tower of Canaan!

[Level completion reward: 50 contribution points.]

[Single Challenge Reward: 1 Contribution Points.]

Total contribution points earned: 51.

The cold system notification sounded, but Qin Feng's face remained completely expressionless.

He sheathed his spear, turned and walked toward the teleportation portal to the second floor, as if he had casually swatted a fly.

Second floor.

The scene transformed into a vast, damp insect nest cave filled with fungal carpet and slime.

There will only be one war here.

And he only has one opponent.

It was a terrifying creature, five meters tall, covered in a dark purple carapace, and resembling a praying mantis.

Its forelimbs are two enormous bone blades, each three meters long and gleaming with a metallic sheen, as thin as cicada wings yet incomparably sharp. Its compound eyes are filled with a pure, cold will born for slaughter.

Zerg specialized offensive unit – Queen of Blades Vanguard!
It moved the moment Qin Feng appeared.

There was no roaring, no intimidation.

Its figure blurred instantly, turning into a purple lightning bolt, and two huge bone blades crossed and slashed down, sealing off all of Qin Feng's space to dodge!

This attack was even three times faster than that green-skinned boss from before!

however……

It was the same scene again.

Qin Feng stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding.

It was also an extremely simple straight thrust.

when!
The purple figure came to an abrupt halt in mid-air.

The two enormous bone blades, capable of slicing through alloy armor, were precisely blocked by the tip of a black spear, unable to advance any further.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng flicked his wrist.

The gun comes out like a dragon!

The head of the Zerg vanguard exploded in response.

Another instant kill.

Congratulations! You have successfully passed the second level of the Tower of Canaan!

[Level completion reward: 50 contribution points.]

[Single Challenge Reward: 1 Contribution Points.]

Total contribution points earned: 51.

the third floor.

In sixteen battles, all the opponents were mechanical combat units that were even more advanced than those Qin Feng had encountered in his last mission.

From the "Death Mark" assassins equipped with phase weapons and capable of ignoring physical defenses, to the "Doomsday Ark" floating platform that can unleash antimatter energy spheres for area-of-effect bombardment.

Every battle was fraught with deadly danger.

But for Qin Feng now, it makes no difference.

Faced with overwhelming strength, any tactics and skills seem pale and powerless.

One shot after another.

Every battle ends within one minute.

Sixteen battles, all instantly wiped out!

[Congratulations! You have successfully passed the third level of the Tower of Canaan!]

[Level completion reward: 50 contribution points.]

[Single Challenge Reward: 16 Contribution Points.]

Total contribution points earned: 66.

Fourth floor.

The moment Qin Feng stepped into the gate of light, the scene before him made him frown for the first time.

Here, there is absolute darkness.

There was no light source, no sound, and you couldn't even feel the movement of air.

His spiritual power spread out, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, completely swallowed up by this eerie darkness.

at this time.

A slender figure, almost blending into the darkness, appeared behind him without warning.

It was a humanoid creature of normal height, with a translucent appearance, as if composed of pure shadows.

Its body seems to be composed of countless leaping photons and dark matter particles, without a fixed form, yet maintaining an elegant and deadly humanoid silhouette.

Shadow Clan!

In its hand, it held a dagger that was also made of pure shadow energy and was constantly twisting and deforming.

The moment it appeared, the dagger transformed into a silent streak of light, stabbing fiercely toward Qin Feng's back!

This strike was silent, invisible, and incredibly fast!
when!
At the critical moment, Qin Feng, relying on his superhuman combat instincts, retaliated with a shot, accurately parrying the fatal backstab.

However, the Shadow Clan expert missed his attack, and his body instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, merging into Qin Feng's own shadow on the ground and disappearing without a trace!
Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could sense that the other party had not left, but was lurking in a dimension he could not perceive—in the shadows!
The next second, the shadow beneath his feet twisted, and the poisoned shadow dagger once again stabbed at his ankle from an unbelievable angle!
Qin Feng leaped back abruptly, narrowly avoiding the attack.

But then, the Shadow Clan member merged back into the darkness, launching a third, fourth, and fifth attack...

It seems to be everywhere, capable of launching an attack from any place where there is a shadow.

Its speed was incredibly fast, and its killing techniques had reached perfection. Every attack was aimed directly at Qin Feng's vital points.

From the very beginning, the battle was one-sided, with Qin Feng being the one who was passively attacked.

He attempted the challenge more than ten times in a row.

Each time, he used every trick in the book.

But each time, he was unable to pinpoint the location of the Shadow Clan member. In the end, he would be exhausted by the endless and unpredictable sneak attacks and suffer a regrettable defeat.

I just can't beat him.

The sheer difference in speed, coupled with the opponent's uncanny ability to move through shadows, caused all of his attacks to miss their mark.

After failing his fifteenth attempt, Qin Feng finally chose to give up.

He knew very well that with his current strength, it was almost impossible to defeat this Shadow Clan expert.

Unless... he can also master the newly acquired "Wind and Thunder Staff" technique to the point of complete control, and grasp its extreme single-point explosive power, he might be able to kill the opponent the moment he appears.

Relying solely on Flowing Light and Shadow Chasing Shadow is still not enough.

"We still need to continue to improve our strength."

Qin Feng left Canaan Tower, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He glanced at his contribution value balance.

[Contribution Points: 168]

Conquering the three-story tower brought him a generous reward of over 150 points.

This money will allow him to exchange for a large amount of cultivation resources.

Then, as was his habit, he opened his private messages.

Empty.

Several days have passed since he sent out the team invitation, but none of the three—Zou Yun, Yin Jing, and Qin Lan—have replied to him.

"They're probably all on missions or in seclusion."

Qin Feng didn't think much of it.

Since I can't find anyone to team up with, I'll have to rely on myself.

He glanced at the daily task list, which had been updated several days ago, and readily accepted them all.

……

half a month later.

When Qin Feng collected the reward from the last daily task, his contribution points successfully broke through the 200-point mark, reaching 218 points.

He glanced at his private messages again, but there was still no response.

"It seems we can't count on them."

Qin Feng shook his head.

He gave Hammer new instructions directly.

"Hamer, help me filter Imperial missions. The mission reward requirement is around 1000, and the danger level should be matched with a Vitality Index of 270."

"Command confirmed. Task selection in progress..."

This time, the number of tasks selected was significantly less than when he was a level four martial artist, but each one exuded a fatal attraction.

[Mission: Hunt down the 'Void Whisperer']

[Mission: Explore the ruins of the 'Lost Ark']

[Mission: Suppress the large-scale outbreak of the 'Flesh Plague']

……

Qin Feng's gaze swept quickly across these terrifying missions that could destroy a small colony planet at any moment. Finally, his eyes were drawn to a mission with an unremarkable title but marked as "urgent".

[Emergency Rescue Mission: Rescue the Stranded Crew on Planet A12313-G1]

[Mission Type: Solo Rescue]

[Mission Background: An exploration team composed of members of the Canaan Star Martial Arts University's Fearless Chapter encountered an unexpected incident while clearing out a local pirate gang on planet A12313-G1.]

There is a suspected powerful follower of the evil god 'Khorne' within the pirate gang.

The original mission level (120-180 Vitality Index) was seriously misjudged.

Currently, the team's communications have been cut off. The last distress signal they received indicated that they were being relentlessly pursued by the sadistic cult member and were in dire straits.

[Mission Requirements: A strong individual with a vitality index of 200+ is needed to immediately proceed with the rescue.]

[Mission Rewards: 500 Contribution Points, 500 Dauntless Warband Reputation.]

[List of trapped members: Yin Jing, Qin Lan, Zou Yun...] When Qin Feng saw those familiar names, his pupils suddenly contracted!
So they were in danger!

He instantly understood why these three people hadn't replied to his messages for over half a month.

It's not that they don't want to go back, it's that they simply can't!
“Khorne followers…”

Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Qin Feng didn't even look at the other missions; he accepted the emergency rescue mission at lightning speed!
"Beep—Mission accepted successfully!"

"Please arrive at the final coordinates within five minutes. If you fail to arrive within the time limit, the mission will automatically fail."

Seeing the cold system notification, Qin Feng's figure instantly disappeared from the dormitory.
-
Planet A12313-G1.

This is a gray planet, forgotten by the empire and filled with radiation and chaos.

Under the leaden sky, rows of modified spaceships of various shapes and rusty appearances, like huge pieces of steel scrap, were piled up haphazardly on a barren desert, forming a massive interstellar pirate camp.

In the center of the camp, a flag fluttered, composed of the skull of an unknown behemoth and crossed explosive guns, exuding an aura of bloodshed and violence.

Directly above this lawless abyss of sin, space was suddenly torn open with a twisted rift.

The next second, a heavy power armor, entirely black and exuding gothic aesthetics and a violent feel, fell from the sky like a meteorite and crashed heavily onto the edge of the camp!

boom! ! !
A deafening roar shook the earth, sending smoke and debris billowing into the sky.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Qin Feng's figure stood silently in the massive impact crater, like a demon god of judgment from hell.

His dark blue HUD interface rapidly scanned the camp before him, attempting to find the last coordinates left by Zou Yun and the others.

However, he did not sense any familiar presence belonging to the Dauntless Chapter.

Instead, there was a cacophony of violent, lewd, chaotic, and insane atmosphere, along with... a pungent, nauseating stench of blood rising into the sky.

His gaze slowly swept across the camp.

Everything that came into view caused his pupils to shrink little by little to the most dangerous pinpoints.

He saw it.

In every corner of the camp, dozens of scantily clad female warriors were bound with thick chains.

Their eyes were empty and numb, as if their souls had long since died, leaving only a body that was trampled upon and covered with scars and marks of humiliation.

It was a deathly silence, more terrifying than death itself, a complete loss of the will to live.

With just one glance, Qin Feng could imagine the cruel and inhuman torture they had suffered after falling into the hands of these beasts.

He saw it again.

Beside the huge campfire in the center of the camp, on enormous barbecue grills resembling whole roasted lambs, were not strange beasts, but rather small, slender human carcasses, already charred black and exuding the aroma of fat!
Those pirates actually treated living people, low-level martial artists with weak strength, as their energy meals and food!

He also saw it.

Throughout the camp, human skulls were piled up to form all sorts of decorations, full of eerie beauty.

Some were used as wine glasses, some were strung together to form wind chimes, and some were even inlaid on the power armor and weapons of the pirates as "trophies" for them to show off their martial arts skills.

The entire camp was a living hell built of blood and bones!
What truly stirred Qin Feng's heart, which had long been tempered into a still, deep well by endless arduous training, was the scene he witnessed—

On an open space that had been turned into a "colosseum," a group of pirates were gathered there, laughing wildly and jeering.

In the center of the arena, a ragged middle-aged martial artist and a boy who looked to be only a teenager were being forced to participate in a bloody game of "father and son killing each other".

The father was clearly unwilling to lay a hand on his son; he raised his sword several times, only to let it fall limply each time.

Finally, amidst laughter filled with humiliation and mockery, he abruptly turned the battle sword around and plunged it fiercely into his own heart!

"Do not--!!!"

The boy let out a heart-wrenching scream. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. He picked up his father's fallen sword, roared, and launched a fearless charge at the laughing pirates around him.

However, what awaited him was not a tragic revenge.

Instead, it was a light, understated flash of light.

"Pfft!"

The boy's legs were severed at the knees.

He screamed and fell heavily to the ground, his blood staining the earth beneath him.

"Hahaha! You've got guts! You've got backbone!"

A pirate captain with a scar on his face stepped on the boy's back, laughing wildly, "Bring his wife up here for me!"

boom! ! ! ! ! !

An uncontrollable, overwhelming killing intent, powerful enough to incinerate the heavens, erupted from Qin Feng's chest!
At that moment, he felt the blood in his body burning!

kill!

kill!kill!kill!

His tall, black power armor moved.

Without a word, without the slightest hesitation.

Like a tiger among sheep!
He transformed into a black bolt of death lightning, instantly rushing into the camp filled with sin and revelry!

"who?!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The pirates in the camp were stunned at first, then let out a roar of shock and anger.

The next second, countless beams of psionic guns, flashing with various colors, poured towards Qin Feng from all directions like a torrential rain!

However, facing this terrifying barrage of firepower that could instantly melt a small starship, Qin Feng neither dodged nor evaded!
He didn't even activate the power armor's energy shield!
The thousand-army spear in his hand moved.

A thousand troops stand guard! The dragon is hidden!
In his hand, the spear transformed into an impenetrable, perfectly circular defensive circle, enveloping his entire body.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-!
Countless energy beams were blocked and deflected by the rapidly spinning gun shadow, sparking brilliant sparks around him, but they couldn't even touch the surface of his power armor!
Invincible!

Braving a hail of bullets, Qin Feng was like an unstoppable killing god, rampaging through the enemy ranks!

His gun became the scythe of death.

A single sweeping strike sent a thousand troops scattering!
The dozen or so pirates at the forefront, along with their weapons, were instantly swept in half by an unparalleled and terrifying force, their limbs, broken organs, and scattered everywhere!

A forward thrust, [Fierce Shadow Chaser]!
A pirate commander, who was hiding behind cover and trying to launch a sneak attack with a heavy bomb gun, hadn't even had time to pull the trigger when his head was precisely pierced by a black long gun that had penetrated several layers of alloy cover from dozens of meters away!
kill!

Kill! Kill!

Every pirate who appeared in his sight, every beast whose body was stained with the blood of innocent people, was killed by him in the most direct and brutal way!

Here, killing someone is no different from killing green-skinned creatures or mechanical beings.

Even more than killing those alien races, he felt a sense of "purifying the world"!

In an instant, the entire pirate camp was filled with howls and screams, and rivers of blood flowed.

Qin Feng fought his way from the camp gate to the center of the camp, single-handedly slaughtering more than 300 vicious interstellar pirates!
When he stood on that land piled with corpses and blood, the entire camp was deathly silent.

Only a few pirates remained, trembling with fear at his godlike figure, who had dropped their weapons and knelt down begging for mercy.

Qin Feng walked up to them, the cold tip of his gun pressed against the throat of one of them.

"Before that, there were several warriors also wearing power armor. Which direction did they go?"

His voice, transmitted through the power armor's speakers, was devoid of any emotion, like ancient ice.

"They've gone...gone northeast! M-Master!"

The pirate was terrified and, pointing in a direction, stammered, "They...they fled northeast! My...our boss took men and went after them himself!"

Qin Feng's gaze swept over the other surrendered pirates, who were all nodding frantically like chickens pecking at rice.

His gaze fell back on the ground.

Sure enough, on the path leading northeast, he discovered a series of battle traces belonging to power armor, as well as... some huge footprints that were not human and filled with chaos and evil.

Bah——!
Having obtained the information he wanted, Qin Feng flicked his wrist.

The heads of the surrendered pirates flew into the air.

After doing all this, he turned around and looked at the female warriors who were still bound by chains and had numb eyes.

He swung his spear and cut all the chains binding them.

"You are safe."

Leaving behind those cold words, he didn't linger for a moment. The power armor's engine roared to life, and he transformed into a black streak of light, following the intermittent battle marks on the ground, heading northeast at full speed!
……

Qin Feng's speed was extremely fast.

With the aid of his power armor, his terrifying burst of power, stemming from his 270 points of vitality, was brought to its fullest potential.

He swept across the desolate Gobi Desert like a black whirlwind.

Along the way, the traces of battle became more and more frequent and more and more intense.

There were deep craters created by immense force, scorch marks from energy weapons, and... fragments of the Dreadnought Chapter's standard power armor.

Soon, after tracking for dozens of kilometers, a series of roars filled with despair and anger, along with the loud clashing of weapons, finally came from afar.

Qin Feng looked in the direction of the sound.

In a wide-open basin, Zou Yun, Yin Jing, Qin Lan, and a dozen other students, all wearing the same Fearless Battle Legion power armor, formed a crumbling defensive formation, desperately resisting the pursuit of a terrifying monster.

They were all wounded, their power armor was badly damaged, and they were clearly on the verge of exhaustion.

Before them stood the monster that was chasing them, causing Qin Feng's pupils to shrink once again.

It was a terrifying humanoid monster that was over four meters tall, with bulging muscles all over its body and skin that was an abnormal dark red color, as if magma was flowing in its veins!

On its head grew a pair of huge, ferocious, ram-like curved horns, and its face was covered with brass runes representing slaughter and glory. It constantly emitted roars full of war and rage.

In its hand, it held a terrifying giant blade, wider than a door panel, covered with serrated edges and blood grooves!
Atrocities against believers!

Moreover, he is an extremely powerful believer with a vitality index that definitely exceeds 200 points!

The moment Qin Feng arrived, Qin Lan, who was being besieged, spotted him immediately.

A jet-black power armor that exudes a violent aesthetic!
The familiar black alloy spear!
That familiar, seemingly indistinguishable, and elusive bird-like gait!
It's Qin Feng!
Just then, the Khorne follower who was frantically chasing after the group suddenly stopped.

Its eyes, filled with savagery and madness, slowly turned toward Qin Feng, who had just arrived on the battlefield.

It's felt.

A delicious aroma, countless times stronger than the flock of "sheep" before it, brimming with vitality and fighting spirit, made its blood boil!
"Hehehe——"

It emitted a low, hoarse laugh, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

"These so-called geniuses under the emperor's command are nothing more than a bunch of lambs to the slaughter."

It stuck out its scarlet tongue, licked its fang-covered lips, and fixed its gaze on Qin Feng, its eyes filled with greed and fanaticism.

"Now, finally, someone who looks decent has arrived."

"Little guy, your aura is far stronger than these trash! You are the true genius!"

"but me……"

It raised its bloody giant blade high, pointed it at Qin Feng, and let out a deafening roar!
"We must use a genius like you as a blood sacrifice to the Blood God, your skull offered as a sacrifice to the throne!!!"

The moment the words fell, the ground beneath its feet exploded with a deafening roar, and its massive body, like a cannonball fired from a gun, charged toward Qin Feng with unparalleled force!

Faced with this earth-shattering attack, Qin Feng's eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

He drew his gun.

[The Ruthless Chaser!]

A black lightning bolt, invisible to the naked eye and seemingly transcending the boundaries of time and space, flashed by and disappeared.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The arrogant Khorne follower, who had been charging forward, suddenly froze in place.

Its facial expression remained that fanatical and ferocious look.

However, there was an extra hole between its eyebrows.

next second.

An incredibly powerful and indescribable force, centered on the small hole, erupted from inside its head!
boom! ! !
That ugly and hideous giant head exploded instantly, like a watermelon that had been detonated from the inside!
Then, this destructive force spread down its spine!
Its entire body, from head to toe, exploded inch by inch, turning into a sky full of flesh and bone fragments, like a shocking rain of blood!
One shot.

Just one shot.

The Khorne follower with a strength of 200 points who had chased Qin Lan, Zou Yun, and others relentlessly was completely wiped out, physically.

"This...this is strong?!"

Not far away, Qin Lan, Zou Yun, and Yin Jing watched the blood rain falling from the sky, and the black figure standing quietly with a gun, as if nothing had happened. Their pupils contracted sharply, and their minds went blank.

It's been more than three years since we last met...

Qin Feng has become even stronger than last time!

They have become so powerful that they are incomprehensible and terrifying!
Easily kill a Khorne follower with 200 points of vitality?
You must know that these are the followers of Khorne, who are known for their fearlessness, mastery of killing techniques, and unwavering fighting spirit!
He was killed in one shot?!

Qin Feng ignored the stunned gazes of the crowd. He casually gestured to them, then opened the mission interface and selected to submit the mission.

After doing all this, he said in the team channel, "Everyone come back to the pirate camp with me. Check if there are any stragglers who just returned from their mission. We need to wipe them out completely to prevent future troubles."

Upon hearing his voice, everyone snapped out of their daze and nodded in agreement.

In their eyes as they looked at Qin Feng, besides gratitude for surviving a calamity, there was also a deep-seated awe for an absolute powerhouse.

"Senior... what's your name?"

Among the crowd, a tall young martial artist wearing tattered power armor looked at Qin Feng and asked cautiously in a tone that was both admiring and apprehensive.

Senior?

Qin Feng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Before I knew it, I had reached the age where people would call me "senior"?

He remained silent for a moment before uttering two words.

"Qin Feng."

……

Soon, the group returned to the pirate camp, a place filled with bloodshed and crime.

When Qin Feng stepped into this place again, he found that the female warriors whose chains he had previously severed had not left.

They remained seated, bewildered, letting the cold wind caress their naked, scarred bodies.

Qin Feng severed the chains binding their bodies, but he could not sever the shackles of "despair" and "humiliation" that had long taken root in their hearts.

They saw Qin Feng return.

They also saw that the warriors who had been relentlessly pursued earlier, all wearing the same Dreadnought power armor, had returned safely.

Finally, slowly, a glimmer of light called "color" appeared in their empty, numb eyes.

The oldest-looking female martial artist struggled and knelt down before Qin Feng.

"May I ask your honorable name, sir?"

Her voice was as hoarse as two tattered rags.

"Qin Feng."

"Thank you so much... Lord Qin Feng for saving me..."

The female warrior kowtowed heavily to Qin Feng.

Two streams of murky tears flowed down her face, but a relieved and serene smile appeared on her lips.

"May my soul return to the Emperor's protection, and in the next life... I will repay the kindness of Lord Qin Feng."

Done.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, she did not hesitate to reverse a faint stream of spiritual energy, shattering her own heart meridian.

"May my soul return to the Emperor's protection, and in the next life... I will repay the kindness of Lord Qin Feng."

Immediately afterwards, as if it had been pre-arranged.

All the surviving and rescued female warriors present, at the same time and in the same way, smiled as they ended their already defiled lives, filled with pain and humiliation.

They chose suicide.

Qin Feng stood silently in place, watching this scene without moving.

Everyone was silent.

With their strength, any one of them could stop these weak female warriors from committing suicide in an instant.

However, none of them moved.

Because what they saw in the eyes of those female warriors was a resolute determination more unwavering than death, a complete aversion to this filthy world, and an endless yearning for liberation.

The miserable torment they endured far exceeded everyone's imagination.

For them, death might be the best ending.

The entire camp fell into a deathly silence.

Only the cold, blood-smelling wind remained, howling and swirling over the desolate Gobi Desert, as if playing a mournful elegy for these withered souls.

(End of this chapter)