Ch. 138 - Pitiful, Weak, and Helpless

"Is this the Divine Crystal Mine!?"

Lin Xin’er from the Heaven Heart City arrived at the Blood-Red Sea, looking ahead, reminded of the Divine Crystal Mine Lin San knew.

If Lin San was willing to tell her where the Divine Crystal Mine was, the Heaven Heart City wouldn't have to come here to compete with others.

Unfortunately, Lin San preferred to dig alone rather than tell her.

"Lin San, you wait for me!"

Lin Xin’er coldly snorted, leading her subordinates to start mining.

At this moment—

Qin Feng was watching over a hundred thousand people working online simultaneously.

For hardworking employees willing to work overtime without complaint and without asking for pay, no unscrupulous boss would dislike them.

"Not bad, not bad!" Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction, suddenly noticing a familiar figure.

Huh! Isn't that his Lan Baobao[1]!? How did she fall into the pit he dug again!

"This time, it has nothing to do with me!" Qin Feng's face expressed innocence, indicating he couldn't be blamed this time. It was her own halo not activating, not that he intended to target her Blue Demon Palace. Even other Chosen Ones, Lin San, Fang Chang, and even that Tang, didn't come.

But since she willingly presented herself, he wouldn't be polite. What needed to be eaten, would be eaten thoroughly!

"Huh!?" Yu Lan, who was digging pits with disciples from the Blue Demon Palace, suddenly furrowed her brows and looked towards Qin Feng's location.

For some reason, she felt an inexplicable uneasiness, as if something sinister was watching her. However, when she turned to look, she didn't see anyone suspicious.

"Could it be my imagination!?" Yu Lan puzzledly withdrew her gaze.

Since she entered the Blood-Red Sea, she has constantly felt uncomfortable all over her body. She couldn't pinpoint the reason but just felt uneasy.

Now that the Kunlun Hidden Realm was about to close, and she hadn't secured a Dao Fruit, it's too difficult to leave and rely on luck. It was more sensible to stay in the Blood-Red Sea and mine divine crystals.

At this moment—

Qin Feng, accompanied by Whitey, entered the Map of Mountain and Rivers, instructing Qian Jun and Wan Ma to keep watch outside.

However, as soon as he stepped into the map, he felt a chilling breath of death. From a distance, he saw Miss Xin Yan arranging a large formation.

Using her crystal coffin and those blood-red gemstones as the formation's eyes, she crazily absorbed the spiritual energy in the Map of Mountains and Rivers, intending to turn it into another Blood-Red Sea.

"This won't do!" Qin Feng couldn't help but furrow his brows, disliking this gloomy feeling.

With a thought, the mountains and rivers trembled.

Since the Map was a system product, it automatically bounded to him from the moment it was produced.

Here, he was the only god, a thought could change the course of rivers and control the transformation of the sun, moon, and stars.

Similarly, the creatures living inside, regardless of their cultivation level, could be expelled or suppressed with just a thought.

Even those zombies and female ghosts, despite their higher cultivation, could be suppressed by leveraging the advantages of the Nanmingli Fire and the Map.

As for the human cultivators, he could only expel them for now, lacking effective means of suppression.

In other words, when these zombies and female ghosts entered the Map, they became helpless lambs awaiting slaughter. Their life and death were at his mercy, even more powerless than in the Blood-Red Sea.

This was the consequence of trusting the Holy Mother!

"Why is he..."

Miss Xin Yan's face suddenly changed, realizing that she might have been deceived.

Soon—

The transformation of the Map was completed, now divided into two parts. One part was filled with a cold aura of death, while the other was teeming with vibrant vitality. The death-infused section occupied one-tenth, while the vitality-filled section occupied nine-tenths!

Whether it was the wandering zombies and female ghosts or Miss Xin Yan's crystal coffin and ruby, all of them were thrown to the side filled with the aura of death by Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, you lied to me again!!" Miss Xin Yan was infuriated, her chest heaving, wishing to drain Qin Feng's vitality.

"Who lied to you!" Qin Feng appeared beside Miss Xin Yan with a thought, exclaiming innocently, "Controlling the Map is true, but that doesn't make me a liar. I promised you that once we leave, I'll set these zombies and female ghosts free, right!?"

"Will you really let them go!?" Miss Xin Yan squinted at Qin Feng, feeling skeptical about this man's words.

"Of course!" Qin Feng asserts with righteousness, "As an upright Confucian gentleman, I stand by my word. The little zombie friends and ghost sisters who want to leave after going out can now raise their hands and register for freedom."

"Freedom!"

Tens of thousands of zombies and thousands of female ghosts became excited beyond concealment, eager for the freedom they longed for.

But before they could raise their little hands, several clusters of Nanmingli Fire emerged around Qin Feng, scaring them into quickly retracting their hands.

"Qin Feng!!" Miss Xin yan's chest continues to heave in anger. She shouldn't have harbored fantasies about this shameless scoundrel.

"Don't misunderstand!" Qin Feng says seriously, "As a living person, it's reasonable to warm up a bit with a fire in such a heavily Yin-qi place like yours!"

Reasonable my foot! Watching the flickering Nanmingli Fire, the zombies and female ghosts were angry but dare not speak.

From Qin Feng's thought just now, triggering the shifting of mountains and rivers, it was evident that they had boarded this guy's thieving ship. Here, they were like lambs awaiting slaughter, without even a chance to resist.

"Oh, no one raised their hands. It truly moves me!" Qin Feng, with tears in his eyes, saying, "I never expected that, having met only two or three times before, you all can't bear to leave me. It shows the affirmation of my character. Since you all trust me so much, I'll reluctantly help everyone manage their soul imprints!"

Move me? As long as you put away the Nanmingli Fire, see if I dare to move you!

The zombies and female ghosts in the valley were nearly driven to the brink of despair, wondering what sins they committed in their past lives to encounter a shameless person like Qin Feng in this life.

They knew that the soul imprint was their lifeline—when it existed, they would live, but when it shattered, they would die. Once they handed the soul imprint over to Qin Feng, it meant entrusting their lives to him, and they could only obediently follow his commands from then on.

"Human hearts are treacherous!" Miss Xin Yan, infuriated, finally realized that Qin Feng had planned this all along. Compromise to leave, grant them freedom outside—everything was a setup for taking over the Blood-Red Sea!

She naively thought that compromising would exchange freedom for everyone.

"Sigh..." Tens of thousands of zombies and thousands of female ghosts sighed, ultimately succumbing to Qin Feng's tyranny.

At the same time, they reminded themselves never to trust Qin Feng's sweet talk again and to never follow behind the so-called saint.

"Hehehehe!" Watching tens of thousands of zombies and thousands of female ghosts obediently hand over their soul imprints, Qin Feng couldn’t help but let out a laugh typical of a villain. With these ancient zombies and long-lived ghosts, he wouldn’t allow anyone to speak loudly to him in the future.

"Hehehehe!" Whitey imitated the laughter.

As the custodian bunny of the Map, it wouldn’t allow anyone to speak loudly to it in the future either.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for deceiving the Chosen One, bringing their beloved back home to bully, and gaining 500,000 villain points!"

"Prime Minister, I understand now!" Qin Feng's lips slightly curl up, revealing the smile of a prime minister. He not only experienced the joy in here but also experienced the pleasure of wielding power by having Xin Yan under his control...

Footnote: [1] Baobao - baby

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