Chapter 434: Chapter 275: Rapid-fire Reaping (Part 2)

"Brother Zou, you see? The monthly exam can have all sorts of accidents like this. With this many Alien Races, can you really..."

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Amidst a series of explosions, the eight Alien Races that had just appeared all blew up on the spot.

Qin Fengwu still hadn’t seen how Zou Feng attacked, and the words she was about to say were caught in her throat.

However, the Alien Races’ assault was far from over.

More Tree-men, Frogmen, and others continuously swarmed over. Among them, there were clearly mutated varieties that were exceptionally tall and differently colored.

At this, Qin Fengwu’s expression suddenly turned extremely grim.

"How could this be..."

"In past monthly exams, in this kind of slaughter space, running into even one or two mutated varieties would be considered terrible luck..."

From the moment the mutated varieties appeared, Qin Fengwu had actually given up on trying to persuade Zou Feng. She just wanted to run as far away as possible.

But the problem was that a large number of Alien Races were converging on their position from all directions. She was already caught in the middle, and no matter which way she fled, she would be blocked...

Faced with such an abnormal situation, Qin Fengwu wasn’t a complete fool. She finally realized something was wrong.

Her face filled with grief and indignation as she looked at Zou Feng and demanded, "Who in the world are you?"

"Who did you offend!?"

Zou Feng turned back, grinned, and said, "I suppose I offended the Purple Cloud Association. Junior Sister Qin, still want to team up?"

"The Pur... Purple Cloud Association!? I... I’ll team up with your grandpa!"

「Meanwhile, about a mile and a half away from Zou Feng’s location.」

Several Outer Disciples with purple headbands were perched on the treetops of a hillside, gazing at the center where the numerous Alien Races were converging.

These were the same Outer Sect members of the Purple Cloud Association who had been present when Brother Chen hosted a banquet for Kong Shuo.

At the time, they had been quite dissatisfied with Kong Shuo’s asking price and believed Zou Feng wasn’t worth that much at all.

Fortunately, Brother Chen had also said that as long as they could beat Kong Shuo to the punch and kill Zou Feng, the Immortal Fate originally meant for Kong Shuo would naturally be divided among them.

Thus, the group was instantly energized, as if they’d been shot up with adrenaline, and made thorough preparations to take down Zou Feng.

Of course, they hadn’t actually underestimated Zou Feng...

"Heh, this kid’s foundation is too shallow, and his experience is sorely lacking. He didn’t even realize he’d been hit with ’Taisui Incense’ while waiting for the teleportation..."

Taisui Incense had an irresistible attraction for most Alien Races, functioning like the most effective bait for fishing.

Since this drug was administered through a curse and had no ill effects on Cultivators, it was extremely difficult to detect.

"Barbarians from the Outer Realm are all like that. What experience could they possibly have!"

"But this kid does have some strength. What if he manages to pull through..."

"Impossible. Just from what I saw, there were no fewer than ten mutated varieties. The kid’s just unlucky that there happened to be a nest of them nearby."

"And so what if he does hold on? We ’fishermen’ are still waiting!"

The men chatted and laughed, already treating Zou Feng as a dead man.

As they continued to chat, a series of even louder explosions rang out, and a massive cloud of dust and smoke quickly enveloped the area.

Seeing this, they just assumed Zou Feng was making a final, desperate struggle, or perhaps the mutated varieties had all unleashed some sort of Big Move.

However, after the dust completely covered the area, all the sounds from before vanished. It suddenly became quiet.

"It’s over..."

"See? Brother Chen never needed to hire that Kong guy in the first place. What a waste of a deposit."

"Alright, what’s the use of fussing over that now? We still need to go confirm it later. We need to see a person if he’s alive, or a corpse if he’s dead!"

"Er, that might be a bit difficult. He might have been swallowed whole by those Alien Races. In that case... Ah!?"

A red light, so fast that no one present could react, suddenly flashed by.

The man who had just spoken shuddered and froze on the spot. The sarcastic words on the tip of his tongue could no longer be spoken.

Everyone else saw a small red dot appear between his eyebrows.

"You... What’s wrong with you?!"

SPLAT—

The man with the red dot between his eyebrows first rolled his eyes back, then his head abruptly exploded.

Red and white matter splattered everywhere.

"Who is it!?"

"Everyone, be careful! There’s..."

SPLAT—

Another flash of red light shot past, piercing the head of the person who had shouted the warning, which then also burst apart.

"AHHHH—"

With two people dead in quick succession for no apparent reason, the remaining Purple Cloud Association members were overcome by an unknown terror.

Some screamed, others fled, and chaos erupted.

Unfortunately, it was too late to run.

The red light flashed again and again, each time taking the head of a Purple Cloud Association member.

Soon, of the six Purple Cloud Association members who had gathered here, only one remained.

"Who is it... Who the fuck are you? Come out if you have the guts... Ahh!!"

Then, the vicinity was silent once more.

Back on the other side, the dust and smoke finally began to dissipate.

Zou Feng stood atop a large pile of Alien Race corpses, slowly lowered his hand, and then blew on his fingertips.

The move he had just used to reap the lives of those Purple Cloud Association members was, of course, the Crimson Poison Needle.

Back when he was still in Great Yan, Zou Feng had used this move to assassinate Zhang Xun, the prodigy of the Xuanhuang Sect.

But back then, he had to build up power for a long time and make thorough preparations just to fire a single shot.

Moreover, after firing that single shot, the immense consumption would leave him feeling completely drained, requiring him to quickly recover his energy and rest.

But now, after a month of arduous Cultivation in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect, especially after cultivating the ’Yin Sha Jue’ and with the Dragon and Tiger Kan and Li Skill as his "foundation," the "Crimson Poison Needle" was not only more powerful, but firing it in succession was no longer an issue.

Soon, once he broke through to the Spiritual Energy Realm, this move wouldn’t even require any time to build up; he could use it at will.

After assassinating those men from a distance, Zou Feng didn’t forget to immediately check the List of Gods.

Six names vanished in an instant.

But Kong Shuo’s name had not disappeared.

That was to be expected. After all, if someone on the Potential Rankings could be assassinated so easily, it would be far too anticlimactic.

The Token vibrated again.

He looked down and saw his updated point total.

One hundred and fifty-eight points.

It seemed the mutated varieties from just now were worth far more points than the ordinary Alien Races.

After all, killing an ordinary Tree-man was only worth one point.

"B-Brother Zou... C-could you... spare me..."

A trembling voice suddenly called out.

Only then did Zou Feng realize that Qin Fengwu, who had just witnessed him clear out all the Alien Races and then subsequently kill six members of the Purple Cloud Association, was still right beside him.

Qin Fengwu desperately wanted to run, but she didn’t dare.

"Senior Sister Qin, with over one hundred and fifty points, roughly what kind of score is that for the monthly exam?" Zou Feng asked, a little curious.

Qin Fengwu said with a tremor in her voice, "Roughly... you should be able to rank around one-thousandth place in this Alternate Space..."

"Huh? Just this many points can get me into the top thousand?"

Zou Feng had previously made a rough estimate that the queue waiting to be teleported into this Alternate Space had at least several hundred thousand Outer Disciples.

Although that number was insignificant compared to the total population of Outer Disciples in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect.

But for just over a hundred points to rank in the top thousand out of hundreds of thousands of people felt a bit too easy.

"Er... The monthly exams usually only last a day or two, and many disciples don’t deliberately compete for a high rank in points. After all, only the top one hundred receive an extra reward from the Sect..."

"Also... if your luck is bad and you don’t run into many mutated varieties, you can’t fight for a high rank even if you have the strength..." Qin Fengwu answered, terrified.

After she spoke, seeing Zou Feng’s thoughtful expression, Qin Fengwu was on the verge of tears.

"Brother Zou, I really didn’t mean to offend you just now..."

"It wasn’t an offense. I’m not that petty. You can go," Zou Feng said with a wave of his hand.

But Qin Fengwu still didn’t dare to just turn and leave. She was afraid that she wouldn’t even make it two steps before that red light flashed again and shot her in the back.