Chapter 116: Thunder Martial Hall Meeting

It was because Xu Feng saw the scattered herbs around the little girl that he guessed she might be an Alchemist. So he stepped in, originally planning to rescue her and then, as her savior, pull her into his team. But he never expected that his attempt to show off backfired, and he ended up being humiliated. It turned out the little girl was actually a Necromancer, and her summoned creature was a Three-Star Elite monster.

Xu Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, then turned his gaze to the potion in his hand.

“Item Name: Blazing Sun Potion, Perfect Quality. Attribute: After use, the target is filled with blazing energy. Within a three-meter range, it can intimidate any Undead Creature, forcing them into a stun for three seconds. After three seconds, it deals 150 damage per second to them, lasting for 15 seconds.”

Xu Feng gasped. A Perfect Quality potion—that little girl must be at least an Expert-level Alchemist. Moreover, the potion’s attribute was incredibly powerful. Forcing any Undead Creature into a three-second stun was, for Xu Feng, who was preparing to destroy the Death Fortress, equivalent to an extra life.

“That little girl named Ding Xiang, even when chased by so many Undead Creatures, couldn’t bear to use this potion. Yet now she gave it to me…” Xu Feng felt a slight ache in his heart.

Even an Expert-level Alchemist couldn’t produce Perfect Quality potions every time—it required inspiration and luck. It was very likely that Ding Xiang only had this one Blazing Sun Potion on her.

Recalling the girl’s clear eyes, Xu Feng sighed softly and carefully stored the potion away.

“If I get the chance, I should return this potion to Ding Xiang,” Xu Feng thought to himself.

The cemetery was very large, and going around it would take who knew how much effort. Luckily, Ding Xiang had trampled a path about two meters wide. Xu Feng followed this path deeper into the cemetery.

…

At the Thunder Martial Hall gathering place, in the third-floor meeting room.

Branch Hall Master Sun Lei, Deputy Hall Master Shi Changdong, Xie Jing, and several Instructors from the main hall sat around a round table, all with gloomy expressions.

“Hall Master Sun, that boy was recruited by you. You say something,” Shi Changdong said in a deep voice, his face so dark it seemed like water could drip from it.

“The Village of Sacrifice was obtained by Xu Feng through his own efforts. And after obtaining it, he saved me and a group of Elite Disciples, even making me the Deputy Village Chief. If Deputy Hall Master Shi hadn’t immediately tried to seize ownership of the Village of Sacrifice, things wouldn’t have reached this point,” Sun Lei snorted coldly.

“What? Old Sun, are you saying it’s my fault? Was I doing this for myself? I was doing it for the Martial Hall!” Shi Changdong exploded, slamming the table as he stood up, his eyes wide as he roared, “This gathering place we built ourselves, it seems safe, but doesn’t everyone here know the real situation? How many people die every day just to protect this place? If we had a Camp…”

“So does that mean we can snatch opportunities from our own disciples? Old Shi, do you know that this matter has already spread throughout the gathering place? Everyone says we’re a bunch of vampires, that disciples have to hide any benefits they get, in case the Martial Hall finds out and takes them away,” Xie Jing said calmly. “It’s made things very difficult for us now. People in the gathering place are panicked, and morale is very low…”

The other Instructors from the main hall just listened quietly and did not interject.

Seeing Sun Lei and Xie Jing ganging up on him, Shi Changdong’s face turned red with anger. “You talk so nicely now, but I didn’t see you stopping me back then. Weren’t you thinking the same as me? Now it’s fine—I’m the bad guy, and you get to be the good ones…”

Xie Jing’s face flushed slightly. At the time, they really had such thoughts. If Shi Changdong had successfully taken ownership of the Village of Sacrifice, they wouldn’t have said anything, and might have even given Xu Feng some compensation afterward.

“Enough, stop arguing. You’re all Hall Masters and Deputy Hall Masters. What will the disciples outside think if they see you like this?” An old man with white hair, who had been sitting to the side smoking, suddenly spoke.

As soon as the old man spoke, everyone quieted down. Shi Changdong sat back down with a huff, his face still dark.

“Tell me, what should we do now?” The old man coughed and asked.

“Declare war! I don’t believe he can protect such a big prize as the Village of Sacrifice all by himself!” Shi Changdong slammed the table and said loudly.

The old man coughed and turned to look at Shi Changdong. Shi Changdong’s face instantly turned pale, and he sat down, lowering his head without saying a word.

“Hall Master?” The old man asked.

Sun Lei smiled bitterly and shook his head. “I abstain.”

A hint of disappointment flashed in the old man’s eyes. He nodded and turned to Xie Jing.

“Declaring war now is the simplest choice, but also the one with the most severe consequences,” Xie Jing analyzed calmly. “Once we start a war, all the disciples’ hearts will scatter. How much combat power can we really muster? Also, even if we occupy the Village of Sacrifice, it sets a bad precedent…”

The old man nodded and turned to look at the few people beside him.

“What about you? What are your opinions?”

“Call me when there’s fighting. I don’t get involved in decision-making,” a burly man with his arms crossed said indifferently, his eyes slightly closed.

“Fight! What kind of world is it now? Having a safe and developable Camp is more important than anything. There are plenty of disciples in the branch hall—what are you afraid of?” Another person sneered.

Xie Jing lowered her head without speaking. Almost all the construction of the branch hall had been handled by Sun Lei, Shi Changdong, and herself. All the disciples were recruited by them. Every blade of grass and every person in the branch hall was filled with their effort and care. These Instructors from the main hall only served as a reserve force and rarely showed up normally.

If they declared war on the Village of Sacrifice and succeeded, these people from the main hall would get most of the credit. If they failed, even if this gathering place was destroyed, it wouldn’t affect them much—they could just return to the main hall.

After asking everyone, the old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Everyone waited quietly.

“Fight!” The old man suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Xie Jing and Sun Lei’s hearts sank. They exchanged a glance, their eyes full of bitterness. Shi Changdong, however, showed an excited expression on his face.

…

Xu Feng continued deeper into the cemetery. It wasn’t as if not touching the tombstones meant he was safe. Many Undead Creatures would crawl out to attack as long as they detected the presence of a living person.

The outskirts of the cemetery only had some weak minions. The further in he went, the higher the level of the Undead Creatures.

At this moment, Xu Feng faced a ghoul with Three-Star Peak strength.

The ghoul was over two meters tall, hunched over, with both arms hanging down to the ground. Its skin was rotting all over, and it emitted a foul stench of decay.

Its hands and feet had developed thick keratin, and Bone Spikes over an inch long protruded from its spine. Its teeth had become as sharp as a beast’s, and its eyes were bloodshot, glowing with an eerie red light.