Chapter 210: Robbing Again

Peaks clustered, winding and undulating, like dragons soaring through the sky.

A path of moderate width opened between the cliffs on either side, where trees stood in abundance, and birdsong came from time to time—a truly beautiful scene.

At that moment, a group of figures gradually appeared on the mountain path.

"Senior Brother, why didn't we take the sect's war vessel for this training? After so many days, my soles are almost blistered," a young girl in a group of deep blue robes complained to the senior brother before her.

"Junior Sister, traveling on foot across mountains and rivers is also a form of cultivation. Although the war vessel is convenient, you have advanced a rank in cultivation along this journey, and the other junior brothers have also gained something. If we had taken the war vessel, would we have had such opportunities?" The leading man had eyes as sharp as swords, a tall and straight figure, and a stern face that carried a hint of arrogance.

The girl nodded at her senior brother's words. "Senior Brother, that Flame Hell seems very dangerous. Will we be in danger? And I heard that mysterious ferocious beast has appeared again—will we encounter it?"

Lei Hengfeng stopped walking. "Junior Sister, this trip is not for sightseeing. The Flame Hell is a training ground, full of peril. Even now, we must not be careless."

He was somewhat helpless with this junior sister. Although she had not been in the sect long, her talent was extremely high. In just eight years, her cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Entering Divinity, but her temperament left Lei Hengfeng at a loss. If she could endure tempering, with such talent, even the Great Perfection realm would not be impossible.

"I know, but with you here, Senior Brother, what danger could there be? Besides, the scenery here is so beautiful—how could there be any danger?" Xing Yueyue stuck out her tongue. Her senior brother was always serious all day long, not cute at all.

"The more beautiful a place, the more dangerous it is. Junior Sister, you must keep that in mind," Lei Hengfeng said, shaking his head.

This trip to the Flame Hell—bringing this junior sister along—he didn't know if it was right or wrong. Although the main purpose of coming to the Flame Hell was to train the junior brothers, the more important reason was to investigate the situation there.

Now the Flame Hell's burning range was expanding, and the temperature was rising. He had to see what was happening.

"I don't believe it. How could such a beautiful place be dangerous? I think you're just worrying unnecessarily, Senior Brother, and don't know how to enjoy yourself," Xing Yueyue said playfully.

The surrounding disciples also smiled; they truly liked this adorable junior sister.

But their senior brother's stern expression was indeed somewhat exasperating.

…

"Little sister, your senior brother is right. The more beautiful a place, the more dangerous it is." At that moment, a faint voice came from ahead, startling everyone and making their expressions change.

Lei Hengfeng's expression tightened. Xing Yueyue also stood still, then stood together with her senior brother.

"Who is it? Come out!" Lei Hengfeng said sternly.

At that moment, Lin Fan walked slowly with his hands behind his back, followed by the fourteen sand bandits.

"Everyone, no need to be nervous. We mean no harm—just a small robbery." Lin Fan's face was calm, carrying a friendly smile as he spoke of robbery with utter seriousness.

Over the past half month,

Lin Fan had had a mishap. While passing a dangerous area, he had encountered a beast tide halfway. A massive number of ferocious beasts charged forth, as if the entire world were shaking.

At that scene, Lin Fan had been extremely excited. If he could kill all the beasts in the tide, the experience gain would be unimaginable.

But when he saw some Heavenly Rank beasts among the tide, he immediately abandoned that initial idea.

In the end, he led Sha Dulong and the others to hide obediently, while the carriages that couldn't retreat in time were instantly overwhelmed by the beast tide.

Thus, Lin Fan, who had been enjoying a comfortable journey, had to travel on foot with Sha Dulong and the others. After ten days of walking, they had long since run out of supplies, surviving only on wild plants from the mountains—a hard life.

Now, as they drew closer to the Flame Hell, Lin Fan planned to investigate the location marked on the Seven Saints Treasure Map, then find a city to restock. Just then, Sha Miexiong, who had been scouting, ran back to report that he had spotted a group of people.

Already at his wit's end, Lin Fan's eyes lit up at the news. Such a fat piece of meat delivered to his door—if he didn't seize it, he would miss out.

Since following Lin Fan, Sha Dulong and the others had abandoned any thought of robbery.

But when the boss called them to pull off a job, they were thrilled.

"Senior Brother, are these some mountain bandits? They don't seem to know who we are," Xing Yueyue said without any tension, a bright smile on her face.

But Lei Hengfeng watched Lin Fan and his group warily.

Sha Dulong's cultivation was at the mid-stage of Entering Divinity, his aura vast. Lei Hengfeng naturally sensed it. If that were all, he wouldn't be too nervous, but what made him most cautious was Lin Fan—this man had no aura at all, not even a trace.

"Who are you?" Lei Hengfeng held back his junior sister with one hand and asked.

Lin Fan looked over the group of sect disciples and pondered. These people looked well-off, plump and fair, surely carrying plenty of resources.

But Lin Fan was a great figure of the Sacred Sect; he wouldn't engage in murder and robbery. However, everyone had urgent needs—a little relief shouldn't be a problem.

"Who we are isn't important. What matters is that you all stand still and don't move. We only rob, not kill." Lin Fan had three principles of robbery:

No killing, no molestation, only taking wealth.

"How dare you! We are disciples of Daozhong Mountain, and you dare to rob us?" A disciple stepped forward and said sternly.

This situation was unprecedented. If they told their fellow sect members that they had been waylaid by a group of bandits during training, they would be laughed to scorn.

"Didn't you hear what our boss said? Stop dawdling and leave all your valuables behind." Sha Miexiong had been a sand bandit for a long time, and robbery was what he enjoyed most. Now, following the boss and returning to his old trade, his blood was boiling.

Robbery should be like this—a domineering entrance, domineering threats, scaring the other side into not daring to resist.

"Senior Brother, why waste words with them? Let's kill them," a disciple said softly.

Lei Hengfeng hesitated, unable to decide. The man before him gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Haha, Lei Hengfeng, I never thought Daozhong Mountain would be robbed one day." Just then, the leaves in the forest rustled, and a sharp, slightly effeminate voice came from afar.

A man in white robes, with long hair flowing, stood on a long sword, flying through the air. His handsome face was lightly powdered, and with his proud expression, he seemed like the sole Sword God of the world, making others feel inferior.

"Liu Lingfeng." Lei Hengfeng saw the newcomer and his expression changed, displeasure rising in his heart.

"These petty bandits have decent cultivation, but they're nothing but riffraff. Let me send them to the Western Paradise with one sword strike." Liu Lingfeng smiled arrogantly, flicked his fingers, and the sword beneath his feet spun gracefully in the air before returning to the scabbard on his back.

White as snow, landing without a sound—a peerless pseudo-man.

Lin Fan scrutinized him carefully and nodded repeatedly.

This one could be trained.