"Mu Feng, you're fucking looking for death!"
"Let's kill him together!"
Zhao Yu's companions didn't expect Mu Feng to suddenly make a move. They were stunned for a few seconds before fiercely rushing towards Mu Feng with a menacing aura.
"Today, I'll take back some interest!" Faced with these gangsters from outside the school, Mu Feng naturally wouldn't be polite. He swiftly turned around and struck out with a simple horizontal palm.
"Crack!" The right arm of the bald young man at the front suddenly twisted at a strange angle as he swung it.
For a moment, the sound of bones breaking and the screams were incessant.
Many students watched dumbfoundedly, looking at each other with expressions of shock and disbelief.
None of them could have imagined that Mu Feng, who had always been gentle as a lamb, had such a domineering and brutal side.
All seven of them suffered severe fractures and lay on the ground, screaming like slaughtered pigs.
These seven individuals were figures that everyone at Sea King University feared. They had ruined countless female students' lives because of campus loans.
Many people remembered Mu Feng's words just now.
Never provoke an honest person!
An honest person, when driven to the edge, is the most terrifying!
"Xiao... Xiaofeng, you'll end up in jail for this." Mu Shuwen trembled with fear on the side.
"It's alright, I'll handle it." Mu Feng gently placed the frightened Mu Shuwen on his back and spoke in a calm tone. "Dad, let's go home first."
Exiting the school gate, Mu Feng used a trace of spiritual energy to put his exhausted father into a deep sleep. Then, slowly and with spiritual energy, he repaired the physical ailments accumulated over the years and erased the memories of the fight from his father's mind.
He didn't want his father to remember scenes of violence like this.
Their home was not far from the school. It was the housing assigned by his father's unit. With Sea King University relocating to this suburban area, the property prices had skyrocketed from an initial three thousand yuan per square meter to thirty-one thousand yuan per square meter in just five years.
It was because of this property that his stepmother had married into their family and swindled away over four million yuan from the sale proceeds when they were in their most desperate times. Ultimately, it led to Mu Shuwen throwing himself into the lake in extreme despair, leaving Mu Feng behind.
Familiar streets, familiar atmosphere.
These scenes often appeared in his dreams, and now he was strolling among them.
With a tranquil state of mind and a noisy environment, Mu Feng entered a state of complete immersion.
"This is my root. No matter how high I fly, I will always return to my roots. I finally understand what my master said to me back then." Mu Feng thought to himself, and within his Purple Mansion, a hint of green energy slowly condensed.
Having gone through countless cycles, Mu Feng's cultivation had long been cleansed by the Cycle Gate. The only thing he retained was his own Purple Mansion and the supreme technique his master, Sovereign Wuji, had imparted to him before ascending to the Divine Realm, the "God Dragon Purgatory Technique."
This technique allowed him to create a purgatory within his Purple Mansion. Anyone entering the purgatory would have all their cultivation absorbed by Mu Feng and become a prisoner within.
The length of their imprisonment depended on how much they cultivated every day. To stay alive, they had to tirelessly cultivate and contribute the spiritual energy they gained to Mu Feng, thereby reducing their sentence and regaining their freedom.
Within Mu Feng's purgatory, there were millions of enslaved Celestial servants.
Aside from the purgatory, the God Dragon Purgatory Technique had boundless mysteries. Even the most powerful immortal artifacts in the Immortal Realm, like the Cycle Gate, could not erase its existence. The most terrifying aspect among its numerous mysteries was the transformation into a Divine Dragon.
First Stage: Initial Divine Blue Dragon, Second Stage: Sublime Divine Dragon, Third Stage: Peerless God Dragon.
When one's power as a Divine Dragon reached completion, they could reverse Yin and Yang, shatter the firmament, and ascend to the Divine Realm.
Mu Feng had cultivated for millions of years but had only reached the Second Stage, the Holy Dragon Realm. Every move he made was as if he was possessed by a holy dragon, capable of plucking stars and swallowing the moon, reversing the Five Elements, and displaying unparalleled dominance.
To step into the Peerless God Dragon Realm, one must have roots. With strong roots, the mind remains stable, and with a stable mind, the cultivation can be achieved.
This profound and elusive state, which Mu Feng had pursued for millions of years without success, he now seemed to have gained some understanding.
"It's a pity." Mu Feng shook his head and sighed. His cultivation was currently only in the Innate Realm, and he couldn't even open his Purple Mansion properly. Even if he had some insights, he couldn't immediately verify or comprehend them.
Just as Mu Feng was immersed in this wonderful realization, a harsh crashing sound suddenly came from across the street. A heavy truck violently collided with a Rolls-Royce that was approaching from the opposite direction.
The Rolls-Royce had obviously been designed with bulletproof and shock-absorbing features. Although it was sent flying dozens of meters away, the body of the car remained largely undamaged.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Soon, three masked men jumped down from the heavy truck. They held micro submachine guns and unleashed a hail of bullets toward the Rolls-Royce.
"Damn it!" Mu Feng had just experienced a slight sense of enlightenment, but he didn't expect it to be interrupted by this sudden turn of events.
This kind of enlightenment was something that could not be sought but could only be encountered. After countless years, he had only gained a slight understanding!
Enraged, Mu Feng, who was still on fire, didn't care anymore. He kicked a nearby Chevrolet, sending it flying.
"Crash!" The Chevrolet car heavily smashed into the back of the heavy truck, causing the truck to spin half a circle in place. In this half-circle, the three gunmen were sent flying.
Under the weight of the tens of tons of the heavy truck, the three individuals had no chance to comprehend what had happened to them before they were turned into minced meat by the truck.
"Did you see that just now?" Inside the Rolls-Royce, a middle-aged man held a sweet and charming girl in his arms and excitedly said, "We encountered a master! This time, our Fei family is saved."
The girl had been frightened by the sudden turn of events, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She murmured, "Dad, what are you talking about?"
"Quick, get out of the car." The middle-aged man saw Mu Feng about to leave and hastily unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the car door, and rushed out.
He ran towards Mu Feng gasping for breath, taking three steps in two, and said in an inexplicably excited manner, "Benefactor, please wait."
Mu Feng turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, saying expressionlessly, "I am not your benefactor."
"Just now, the benefactor saved me and my daughter. I can't forget this life-saving favor. If you have any requests in the future, please don't hesitate to ask," the middle-aged man said, taking out a business card from his pocket and respectfully handing it to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng only cast a sidelong glance at it and saw the name, "Chairman of Dongzheng Group, Fei Haiping."
Dongzheng Group was undoubtedly a giant in Haiwang City, and almost everyone knew its name. But the fact that the head of a corporation had encountered a shooting incident made his true identity intriguing.
"Just now, those three idiots interrupted me. If you want to show gratitude, take care of the aftermath. It shouldn't be difficult for you," Mu Feng replied, turning around and walking away.
"Hey, what's with your attitude? Who do you think you are? Even the mayor wouldn't dare to talk to my dad like that," the girl who caught up exclaimed angrily.
The girl was extremely beautiful, and her temperament and figure could be described as top-notch. Her curvaceous body and a figure-hugging white dress with pearl trim highlighted her stunning appearance, especially her long and well-proportioned legs. Just a glance was enough to captivate anyone's gaze.
Even Mu Feng, as an Immortal Emperor, couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Such a peerless beauty was even more alluring than a first-class fairy in the Heavenly Palace.
"Shut up," Mu Feng sternly reprimanded. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his attitude instantly turned respectful. "Benefactor, I will forever remember your life-saving favor today. If there's anything I can do in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."
Having said that, Fei Haiping deeply bowed to Mu Feng.
"Good," Mu Feng replied with just one word, and he put Fei Haiping's business card into his pocket before leaving.