"Someone's going to die! The two servants from the Feng Clan are going to beat Old Luo to death!"
"What's with the ruckus? Do they want to die? Don't they know who their master is? That's the living King of Hell, Young Master Feng! In Spirit State City, whoever follows Young Master Feng is courting death!"
"Sigh!
What a sin!
It looks like that little girl from the Luo Clan is going to be defiled by that bastard tonight. Who knows, maybe she'll be sold to the Apricot Flower Brothel tomorrow! "A man clenched his fist with eyes full of anger.
"Be quiet! If Young Master Feng hears you, you'll lose your life!"
"Sigh!
Who told him to be rich and powerful! "The man sighed and shook his head. His spine softened.
…
Old Man Luo's courtyard was surrounded by a large group of neighbors. Whether it was a burly man, a woman with a headscarf, or even a child, none of them dared to speak up. They could only watch from outside the short fence. None of them dared to stand up for Old Man Luo.
In the middle of the night, someone was holding a torch made of tung oil, illuminating the courtyard.
Two servants dragged Old Luo to the center of the courtyard. They grinned as they looked at the crowd of poor people. One of the servants sneered: "Old Luo doesn't know what's good for him. He dares to offend our young master. Everyone, do you think there's a need to let this old bastard live in this world?"
All the neighbors lowered their heads and remained silent.
Even though they knew that Young Master Feng was doing evil in front of them, no one dared to stand up.
The other servant laughed and said: "Haha!
In Spirit State City, our Young Master Feng is the heavens. Offending Young Master Feng is the same as offending the heavens. Of course, you should be beaten to death! "
Then, he picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm and pointed it at Old Luo's head.
Old Luo's body was bony. He curled up on the ground and shivered. His mouth kept muttering: "Let Yu 'er go, let Yu' er go! She's still young, she's still young …"
No one dared to look at this miserable scene. They knew that Old Luo would be beaten to death and then fed to the dogs.
Sigh!
What a sin!
How could there be a bastard like Young Master Feng in this world!
Everyone cursed in their hearts!
"Da da!" But right at this moment, a series of footsteps rang out.
Feng Feiyun walked out of the room and took the stick from the servant's hand. He coldly glared at them and said: "Scram."
The two servants, who were originally arrogant and insufferably arrogant, immediately retreated to the side obediently. They didn't dare to hesitate for even a moment. They thought to themselves, "What's wrong with the young master today? Does he want to be a good person for once?"
No, this was not his style. Could it be that he wanted to kill this old man with his own hands?
That's not right. Although the Young Master is bold in his lust, he is extremely timid in other aspects. He doesn't dare to kill at all.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Feng Feiyun threw the stick in his hand aside and slowly squatted down. He helped Old Man Luo, who was covered in blood, up. He touched the tip of Old Man Luo's nose with his finger, and then felt his pulse. He nodded and said, "Feng Ping, go and call Doctor Wang over."
"Ah?" The servant didn't seem to hear Feng Feiyun's words.
"I told you to go find Doctor Wang from the Ancient Charity Hall. Did you not hear me?" Feng Feiyun glared at him.
"I heard you, I heard you …" The servant named Feng Ping quickly said. Then, he rushed out of the Luo Clan's courtyard to find a doctor.
At this moment, everyone present was shocked.
Strange, strange!
A servant from the Feng Clan injured Old Man Luo, and Young Master Feng actually went to find a doctor for him.
Everyone thought that this was a very strange matter. This was like a general embroidering, a monk combing his hair, and a eunuch looking for a prostitute. It was too strange!
Doctor Wang was a famous doctor from the Ancient Charity Hall. He was originally lying on the bed and was ready to sleep with his wife. However, after hearing that Young Master Feng wanted to see him, he immediately dressed up and rushed over without stopping.
His wife was like a fleeting cloud. If he delayed Young Master Feng's business, then he would lose his head.
After cleaning Old Man Luo's wound, applying medicine, and wrapping it up, Doctor Wang finally let out a deep breath.
"Young Master Feng, Old Man Luo is very old. His recovery will be slow. After today, he will need to change his medicine every day. After seven days, he should be fine." Doctor Wang carefully said to Feng Feiyun while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
This was the living King of Hell in Spirit State City. In front of him, Doctor Wang didn't dare to say half a word wrong.
Feng Feiyun nodded and asked: "How much?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare. How could I dare to take money from Young Master Feng?" Doctor Wang was so scared that his legs trembled and he almost kneeled on the ground.
Feng Feiyun frowned and ordered: "Feng Ping, give Doctor Wang one hundred silver coins."
"Dong!"
Doctor Wang directly kneeled on the ground and continuously kowtowed to Feng Feiyun. He repeatedly said: "Young Master Feng, please don't make things difficult for me. If Young Master Feng really wants to give me money, then I would rather break my own hands and never practice medicine again."
Doctor Wang was very scared. He warned himself in his heart that no matter what, he could not accept money from Young Master Feng. There was once a person who didn't know what was good for him and actually accepted money from Young Master Feng. Later on, his family was ruined. Even his wife and three daughters were taken by Young Master Feng and bought into the Apricot Flower Brothel.
If he offended Young Master Feng, then his wife and daughters would be separated!
This kind of taboo, he didn't dare to violate it!
Feng Feiyun sighed in his heart. It seemed like this body of his wasn't an ordinary bastard. In the eyes of these people, he was simply a demon.
However, when he searched through the memories in his mind, he saw some of the evil deeds he did. He couldn't help but call himself a scum.
"You can leave now!" Feng Feiyun said.
Doctor Wang felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He finally let out a sigh of relief. He repeatedly thanked Feng Yu and crawled out.
Luo Yu'er, who was wearing a simple dress, secretly watched all of this. Her pair of black eyes blinked. What does this evil young master want to do?
Why does he want to save Grandpa?
I don't understand, I don't understand at all!
Just when she tilted her head and thought, Feng Feiyun had already walked in front of her. Suddenly, she was startled. Her little heart was beating non-stop.
"You, what do you want to do?" Luo Yu'er timidly retreated two steps and leaned against the wall.
Feng Feiyun carefully looked at her and slowly walked in front of her. He looked at the simple dress on her body. It was as if he could see the exquisite and delicate body under the dress.
She was indeed a beauty. Especially that pair of "little white rabbits", it was too tempting!
When Feng Feiyun thought about it, he still felt dizzy. It was too dazzling.
"Ahem, do you need me to take responsibility for you?" Feng Feiyun hesitated for a moment, but he still said these words.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to take her, but he felt that he should be responsible for her. After all, the girls in the human world were very conservative. He did eat her body clean, so he should be responsible for her.
Of course, if she didn't want to, Feng Feiyun wouldn't even touch a finger of hers. He still had this principle.
Perhaps this was the biggest difference between the current Feng Feiyun and the previous Feng Feiyun.
"No … no need."
In the entire Spirit State City, there was no girl who dared to let Young Master Feng take responsibility.
Even those weak girls who were defiled by Young Master Feng could only wash their faces with tears. It was already a good thing that they weren't sold to the Apricot Flower Brothel. All of them were hiding from him, afraid that he would force himself on them again. How could they dare to let this reckless young master take responsibility?
Luo Yu'er gently bit her pink lips while staring at Feng Feiyun. She touched the red handprint on her cheek. It seemed like it was still hurting.
This handprint was given by Feng Feiyun, so she was still very scared.
"Does it still hurt?" Feng Feiyun softly asked.
"It hurts!"
Luo Yu'er didn't dare to look at his eyes. She felt that Feng Feiyun seemed to have changed into a different person. Although he was still hateful, at least he didn't rudely hit her.
"Today's matter … I'm sorry. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to the Feng Mansion to find me."
After saying this, Feng Feiyun turned around and left. The two servants naturally quickly followed him like two evil dogs.
"He … He left just like that. I can't believe he really let me go."
Luo Yu'er's small mouth couldn't close for a long time. She blankly stared at Feng Feiyun's back as he left. She felt very uncertain in her heart. Her fingers pulled at her hair, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Young Master Feng wouldn't be sick, right?
Her heart couldn't calm down. She always felt that Feng Feiyun, this bastard, would come back. She didn't dare to move her body until half an hour later. Young Master Feng still didn't come back. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to her grandfather to take care of him.
…
It was already night, but Spirit State City was still bustling with people. The streets were full of people and the sound of people peddling their wares could be heard.
The brothel girls were gorgeously dressed as they stood on the street, trying to attract customers. A three meter tall and sturdy Ancient Jiang was like a bull pulling a luxurious carriage as it sped by. The weapon shop's servant was holding a jet-black sword, trying his best to sell his wares.
Feng Feiyun, with both hands behind his back, quietly walked on the street. His mind was constantly thinking about why he suddenly came back to life, and why he even fused with a mortal's soul.
Could it be that the Spirit Boat that traveled through space and time was causing trouble?
It was a simple and unadorned blue Spirit Boat. It was like a ghost ship with an ancient aura. At that time, Feng Feiyun only had a glimpse of it before he was hit by the Spirit Boat and fused with his soul.
It was that Spirit Boat that sent his soul to this place.
Where did that Spirit Boat go?
Feng Feiyun opened his right hand. In his palm, there was a faint shadow of a boat. It was about an inch long, and the shadow was blurry. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it.
It looked very mystical, like a tattoo of a Spirit Boat.
"Fused with the body. Could this be a legendary Holy Spirit Artifact?"
Even the best Level Eighteen Spirit Artifacts couldn't fuse with the body. Only the legendary Holy Spirit Sacrificial Artifact could achieve the level of fusing with the body.
In Feng Feiyun's previous life, he was the clan leader of the Phoenix Demon Clan. His cultivation level had reached Immortal Level Nine, but he was still a step away from the Holy Spirit Realm. Moreover, he had never seen a Holy Spirit Artifact.
In his previous life, Feng Feiyun was already an invincible super strong fighter. However, when he reached Immortal Level Nine, he faintly felt that there were Holy Spirits in this world. However, the cultivators who reached the Holy Spirit Realm were almost all in seclusion.
Hence, even though he was called the number one fighter in the Fairy Cultivation World, he was only the number one fighter on the surface. There were still a few Ancient Level Holy Spirits in the dark. They were so strong that they were omnipotent. They could kill Feng Feiyun with just a finger, even if they were millions of miles away.
"If this Spirit Boat is really a Holy Spirit Artifact, then it proves that Holy Spirits really exist."
At that time, Feng Feiyun was only guessing. It was possible that there was no one in this world who had reached the Holy Spirit Realm. However, after obtaining this Spirit Boat, Feng Feiyun was sure that Holy Spirits really existed.
A Holy Spirit Artifact made Feng Feiyun excited. He might be able to use it to comprehend the Holy Spirit Realm.
Once he transcended mortality and entered holiness, he would be able to jump out of the mortal world. His soul would not die, and his mind would not be destroyed.
"Thump!"
Feng Feiyun accidentally stepped on a piece of rock. In a hurry, he almost fell to the ground.
His current body was too weak. Because he had been with women for a long time, he had used up too much of his energy. He was weaker than an ordinary person. There was not even a bit of spiritual energy in his body. Moreover, his Meridians were blocked, his muscles were loose, and his bones were weak. He was simply not suitable for Fairy Cultivation. He would not even have any great achievements in Martial Cultivation.
However, to the current Feng Feiyun, this was not a difficult thing.
If he wanted to be unwilling to be mediocre and step on the Path of Fairy Cultivation again, he would have to change his constitution first.