Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"In the year 4030 of the Misty Era, in Guangnan Prefecture of the Xuan Song Kingdom, an abandoned branch of the Wusheng Sect was discovered..."

"In the year 4032 of the Misty Era, in Luoyang Prefecture of the Xuan Song Dynasty, an underground prison of the Wusheng Cult and several slave corpses were discovered..."

"In the 4035th year of the Misty Era, in Hexi Prefecture of the Xuan Song Kingdom, a destroyed altar of the Wusheng Sect was discovered, and experts suspected to be at least at the level of a Dharma Protector were seen lurking there..."

Looking at the information about the Wusheng Sect recorded on the scroll, Lu Feng frowned, his face becoming increasingly tense. "Damn it, what the hell is all this...!"

Although this information was related to the Wusheng Sect, it was of little significance to them, like a chicken rib.

Because right now, Lu Feng only wants to find the whereabouts of Leng Youlan, the Left Envoy of Wusheng!

"Young Master Duan, is it possible that the information you seek is not here?"

Noticing Lu Feng's somewhat grim expression, Lin Ming leaned closer, his tone tinged with apprehension, "If that's the case, Young Hero Duan, I'm afraid you'll have no choice but to try your luck on the fifth floor..."

The fifth floor is the highest floor of the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion, and it also houses the rarest news and rumors in the world.

However, the intelligence information sold on the fifth floor of the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion is generally at level eight or above, so the price is quite expensive, and ordinary Yuanhai Realm martial artists simply cannot afford it!

Let's go!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Feng tossed the scroll back onto the counter and strode towards the fifth floor of Baixiaoge without looking back.

A short while later, Lu Feng also arrived at the fifth floor of Baixiaoge.

As Lin Ming said, the information sold here is indeed rarer, but the price is also very high, more than double that of the fourth floor!

"Young Master Duan, all the information about the Wusheng Sect is here. Please take a look at it one by one."

Seemingly having guessed that Lu Feng was no ordinary person, Lin Ming did not dare to neglect him. In just a few minutes, he recorded all the information about the Wusheng Sect in a scroll and then handed it to Lu Feng.

"I've got it...!"

He quickly unrolled the scroll, and Lu Feng's eyes swept over it. The next moment, an excited look appeared on his face.

"In the 4038th year of the Misty Era, in Hedong Prefecture of the Xuan Song Kingdom, the Beichen Clan, one of the four great clans of the Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses, has seen several of its experts die unnatural deaths. At the same time, the whereabouts of the two envoys of the Wusheng Sect have been suspected..."

There were only a few words on the scroll, just two or three short sentences, but Lu Feng looked excited, as if he had finally overcome all his hardships.

Because Leng Youlan, who once abducted Lin Xiaoyu, is none other than the infamous Wusheng Left Envoy.

With traces of the other party appearing in the Eighteen Forts of Lianyungang, Lu Feng naturally wouldn't miss it!

"Young Master Duan, are you satisfied with this intelligence?"

Lin Ming's probing questions echoed in his ears again. A moment later, Lu Feng composed himself, then closed the scroll in his hand once more. "This intelligence is exactly what I needed. Thanks!"

"Young Master Duan, please wait!"

Seeing Lu Feng retract the scroll and prepare to leave, Lin Ming quickly stepped forward to stop him, saying meaningfully, "Young Master Duan, the information recorded on this scroll is the rarest level ten intelligence. If you take it away like this, it would not be in accordance with the rules of our sect..."

"Does this mean we have to pay extra?"

Upon hearing Lin Ming's hint, Lu Feng immediately understood and frowned slightly.

After all, he had spent almost 100,000 top-grade spirit stones to enter the fourth floor of the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion. Where would he find any spare money now? This was clearly ripping him off!

"Uh, yes...!"

Seemingly anticipating Lu Feng's thoughts, Lin Ming wiped his sweat and said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "However, Young Hero Duan, you needn't worry. Every guest who sets foot on the fifth floor of Baixiaoge is a distinguished guest of this pavilion...!"

"Therefore, I, Lin, can also arrange a discount on this expense for purchasing intelligence, Young Hero Duan...!"

"I don't have many spirit stones left, but if your Hundred Knowledge Pavilion is interested in this, feel free to take it. It should fetch a good price as collateral...!"

Faced with Lin Ming's reply, Lu Feng frowned and thought for a few seconds. The next moment, he gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble and instead took out a tattered ancient manual from his pocket.

"This is...?"

Lin Ming was stunned for a moment when he saw the ancient manual that Lu Feng handed him.

"Fragments of the Medicine King's Manual"

Lu Feng continued unhurriedly, "This manual not only records various high-level pill formulas and rare medicinal herbs, but it even records all the world's poisons. Although this manual is not complete, it is still very valuable and should be enough to cover the cost of purchasing information..."

"Hmm, this manual is indeed a good thing...!"

Lin Ming quickly accepted the incomplete copy of the Medicine King's Manual. He carefully flipped through a few pages, then nodded repeatedly, clearly recognizing the immense value of the manual.

As for Lu Feng giving away the fragment of the Medicine King Manual, he didn't feel bad at all, because he had read the fragment of the Medicine King Manual countless times over the years and had almost worn out the manual.

In addition, Lu Feng also memorized the various advanced pill formulas, medicinal herbs, and poisons recorded in the incomplete Medicine King's Manual, and knew them by heart. He no longer needed them.

After expending a fragment of the Medicine King's Manual as a price, Lu Feng finally obtained information about Leng Youlan's whereabouts.

Rumble...!

However, just as Lu Feng was about to leave Bai Xiaoge, a fierce and noisy fight suddenly broke out downstairs, and at the same time, a pungent smell of blood was faintly mixed in the air.

"Could it be that someone's come to cause trouble at Baixiaoge again?"

"Wait! This aura of elemental energy seems familiar... Could it be...!"

The sudden change startled Lu Feng, who was first stunned, then seemed to realize something, and a look of deep surprise appeared on his face.

Swish!

Regaining his composure, Lu Feng turned and left almost without looking back, rushing towards the direction of the fighting sounds downstairs.

...

Meanwhile, on the third floor of Baixiaoge

The entire pavilion was in ruins, and in the very center, two young figures, a man and a woman, slowly emerged, confronting each other. The air was thick with a sense of impending doom and the stench of blood.

"Hehe, my little beauty, I merely asked you for a few more words of instruction, yet you suddenly attacked and injured someone in public. Isn't that a bit rude...?"

On the left side of the corridor, a young man in a blue robe with an elegant demeanor was seen gently waving a feather fan. His gaze was fixed on the woman in green not far away, and a hint of lewdness and mockery appeared in his eyes.

As for the woman in green, she remained silent, her pretty face cold and stern. At the same time, she held a sharp spiritual sword tightly in her right hand in front of her chest, seemingly at odds with the blue-robed youth opposite her, and was about to launch another attack at any moment!

"It really was that girl...!"

Rushing to the third floor of Baixiaoge, Lu Feng's pupils constricted as he recognized the familiar figure in green robes opposite him. He realized that he had also recognized the other person's identity and background.

Because the woman in green was none other than Lu Xiaoxiang, the former eldest daughter of the Lu family of the Southern Yue Kingdom and one of Lu Feng's confidantes!