"Brother, go easy on me, leave it to me."
Yuwen Xiaolong stepped forward and patted Yang Feng on the shoulder in a friendly manner, but Yang Feng turned around and shook him off.
Yuwen Xiaolong awkwardly touched his nose, then turned to the village secretary and said:
"Hello sir, we are just passing through and won't be staying in the village for long. We just need to pass through your village to get to the mountains ahead, so... please forgive us, thank you."
Hearing this friendly voice, the village secretary's expression softened slightly, but his tone remained rather impolite as he said:
"Since you want to go up the mountain, please feel free to do so. However, you cannot stay in our village for more than ten minutes, or don't blame us for being ruthless."
"Alright, alright, we'll leave soon. It's just a dozen meters uphill." Yuwen Xiaolong said gently with a faint smile.
Then, she turned to look at Yang Feng and nodded at him.
Yang Feng understood and called on Tian Xiaoyue to continue leading the way, and they headed towards the mountains.
As I passed a house, a soft, delicate voice suddenly echoed in my mind.
"Yang Feng, I sense fragments of my memories nearby. The energy fluctuations are slightly low, but they are within a three-mile radius of you, at the four o'clock position, which is your village."
Upon hearing the sound, Yang Feng paused slightly, stopped, and turned to look in the four o'clock direction.
Tian Xiaoyue, who was still complaining in her heart, suddenly saw Yang Feng stop and was immediately puzzled.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Yuwen Xiaolong asked, puzzled.
Yang Feng did not answer, but instead strode towards the four o'clock position with a cold expression.
"Brother, the road through the mountains isn't this way. Where are you planning to go?" Yuwen Xiaolong called out.
Yang Feng pushed open the door of a house and stepped inside.
"Ugh! They're really messing things up. That village chief is probably going to spout nonsense again." Yuwen Xiaolong said, rubbing his forehead.
"In short, just make sure that person doesn't kill anyone." Long Qingxue, standing to the side, said calmly with her delicate brows furrowed.
The other three members of the Dragon Group nodded in agreement, after all, this man really was the kind of person who would kill without blinking an eye.
They act too decisively, without thinking it through.
Entering the house, Yang Feng sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy and soon arrived in front of a mourning hall. A golden statue stood upright on it, with a white snake about ten centimeters long coiled around it. In front of it were many offerings and incense.
I ignored them.
Yang Feng looked around for a long time but didn't find any of the memory fragments that Xingguang had mentioned. He only sensed a faint spiritual energy here.
"Yang Feng, we found it! It's inside the white snake's belly!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng grabbed the white snake without saying a word.
He felt a surge of joy, never expecting to encounter fragments of Starlight's memories on his way to Tianhuan Gate.
Although he didn't know when Starlight would gather all the memory fragments.
But in any case, every piece counts, and we'll eventually gather them all to complete the task.
The white snake, which had been dormant, suddenly sensed someone trying to touch it. It instantly opened its long, narrow, and ferocious eyes and, as if startled, released the golden statue.
Unfortunately, its speed was no match for Yang Feng's, and it was immediately caught by Yang Feng at its weakest point, unable to move.
Swish, swish, swish!
Just then, a dozen villagers suddenly entered through the door. When the village secretary walked in and saw this scene, he immediately flew into a rage!
"You, you dare to touch our village's snake god! I knew you outsiders were up to no good!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 224 On the Eve of the Destruction of Tianhuan Sect
Hearing the furious outburst, Yang Feng glanced indifferently at the village secretary at the door and then strangled the white snake to death with one hand.
No one could threaten him; his immense power allowed him to act with unbridled arrogance.
"You! You killed our village's snake god?! You're dead!" The village secretary's eyes were practically spitting fire, and his finger pointing at Yang Feng was trembling violently.
"Shut the hell up and get out of here before I make a move."
The villagers kept saying "You're dead," which annoyed Yang Feng, so he coldly replied.
Furthermore, this village is truly strange; they actually regard a white snake as their sacred object. Perhaps some feudal system from ancient times has not been completely eradicated from this village.
"Good, very good! Quickly gather everyone in the village; today we will avenge our village's snake god!"
The village party secretary, furious, spoke to the villager next to him.
This time, Yang Feng didn't intend to pay any attention to the neurotic village secretary, and cruelly tore the white snake's body apart with his hands.
This scene!
Everyone present was instantly stunned. They saw him reach into the white snake's belly and pull out a piece of glass-like material, and then take out the snake's gall bladder from the snake's body.
Yang Feng smiled with satisfaction. This snake gall was a level above that of cobra and pit viper gall.
It not only has detoxifying effects, but also strengthens the body and contains a trace of spiritual power.