What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

In the short few minutes that Xu Tianlin was shoveling noodles into the bowl, the resort lobby was already packed with people.

The light from the teleportation scrolls continuously illuminated the courtyard outside the hall.

The once spacious courtyard was now filled with all sorts of martial artists.

The air was thick with sweat, the screech of metal armor, and various barely suppressed gasps of amazement.

Everyone was whispering and the buzzing of their conversations blended together, like thousands of ducks quacking at the same time.

Just as the noise reached its peak—

"Boss! Where's the boss?!"

A rough voice boomed like thunder, causing the incandescent light bulbs on the ceiling of the hall to sway twice.

Immediately afterwards, a commotion arose at the entrance of the hall.

"Get out of my way! Don't block my path!"

With that angry shout, a pair of arms covered in thick black hair and as thick as stone pillars forcefully pushed aside the crowd crammed at the doorway.

A burly man with a towering frame and bulging muscles swept aside several martial artists blocking his path with both hands, as if parting two clumps of weeds.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two unlucky guys felt a sudden dizziness, then collapsed to the ground, clutching their chests and letting out one painful groan after another.

A burly man stood imposingly at the entrance of the hall.

boom--!

A violent aura belonging to the peak of the Heavenly Sea Realm swept outwards without any restraint!

The air was visibly distorted under this pressure.

The martial artists closest to him felt as if an invisible mountain had crashed down on them, their legs buckled, and they knelt on the ground.

The burly man looked around, his large, bell-shaped eyes filled with disdain.

"This place doesn't look very good."

"Is it really that amazing?"

"Give me the best cultivation room! Let me see what's going on!"

He forced the crowd back, leaving a large circular open space in the center of the hall.

In the corner, several martial artists gasped in surprise.

"It's Feng Lei! He actually came too?"

"Feng the Madman? That reckless guy from Haichuan Prefecture?"

"Who else could it be but him!"

The first martial artist to speak gritted his teeth, staring at the arrogant figure in the middle.

"Peak of the Heavenly Sea Realm! It is said that he is a distant cousin of Li Junshan, the prefect of Haichuan Prefecture."

"This madman is completely reckless when killing alien races, and he's even more insane when he attacks his own people!"

"I've heard of him!"

Another lean and wiry martial artist came over.

"Last month at the supply station in Haichuan Prefecture, a martial artist at the Thousand Jun Realm accidentally stepped on his shadow while queuing! Guess what happened?"

"This madman went berserk on the spot, smashing all the rogue cultivator's teeth with a single punch, then stripped him naked, found a thorny vine rope, and hung the rogue cultivator upside down on the gate tower of Haichuan Prefecture!"

"So, you stepped on my shadow?!"

"hiss--"

The group felt a chill run down their spines. After confirming their location, they moved even closer to the wall.

"Isn't anyone going to do anything about him?" someone asked in bewilderment.

"Manage? How?"

The warrior holding the long sword sneered.

"Back then, Lord Li Junshan was able to successfully obtain that bottle of S-grade Marrow Cleansing Elixir and enter the Fusion Dao Realm. Feng Lei really put in a lot of effort in the secret realm."

"Relying on this life-or-death merit, Lord Li indulged him in every way. He was practically lawless in Haichuan Prefecture!"

"Even the powerful martial arts families in Haichuan Prefecture, with their deep roots, have to be very polite and call him Master Feng when they meet."

"Nobody wants to mess with him!"

In the center of the hall.

Feng Lei grinned, revealing a mouthful of large, stubble-covered teeth.

He thoroughly enjoyed the way the martial artists around him looked at him, furious but unable to speak out, as if he were a monster.

This feeling of being superior to the weak made every pore on his body relax.

He reached out and scratched his belly, then put his hands on his hips, striking a magnanimous pose.

"Come on, come on! Don't say I'm being unruly!"

Feng Lei raised his thick arm and gestured a few times in front of him. "Aren't you all going to stay at the hotel? Get in line!"

He raised his voice, which echoed through the hall.

"Let's follow the rules of the martial arts world!"

"Rank them by cultivation level! Those with higher cultivation levels than me, stand at the front! Those with lower cultivation levels, obediently get to the back and eat the dust!"

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

No one responded, and no one moved.

Some warriors from other residences had flashes of anger in their eyes.

But feeling the immense, almost tangible, pressure emanating from their opponent at the peak of the Heavenly Sea Realm, they ultimately chose to endure.

In Feng Lei's dictionary, the world is very simple.

Only strength matters.

Those with superior strength and powerful fists should enjoy the best treatment in the world and occupy the most resources.

Those with low strength?

Then you deserve to be trampled underfoot and used as a stepping stone. Who told you to be so weak?

Without strength, even breathing is wrong!

After waiting for a full ten seconds, seeing that no one in the crowd dared to take a step forward, Feng Lei's smile widened.

"Hehe, looks like nobody can fight better than me, huh?"

Feng Lei grinned and swung his large palm in mid-air.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

He strode forward with his two thick, long legs, making way through the crowd, and rushed to Xu Tianlin's wooden counter.

"Boss! Stop dawdling, I need a room!"

Feng Lei shouted at the top of his lungs.

Behind the counter, Xu Tianlin, engrossed in studying the control panel, completely ignored him.

"Hey! Boss! I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?!"

When Feng Lei saw that he, a powerful expert at the peak of the Heavenly Sea Realm, was being ignored by a boss who looked like a young man, his violent temper flared up instantly.

His eyes widened like a bull's, and he raised his large, fan-like hand, slamming it down heavily on the counter with a whooshing sound!

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang exploded on the counter.

The solid wood countertop shook violently, and a wave of air swept across the surface.

The enamel teacup belonging to Xu Tianlin on the counter was jolted and bounced up violently.

The white teacup lid tumbled twice in mid-air before crashing onto the bluestone floor with a clatter.

The lid spun around on the ground, making a crisp, continuous scraping sound.