The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

The woman was very polite, softly speaking to Lin Feng: "Young Master, I apologize, but this outfit has already been reserved by these two young lords, and it’s the only one in the world."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was about to leave immediately, but Fat Uncle stepped forward to speak up for Lin Feng. In Biyao City, there was nothing that the Phantom Sound Pavilion couldn’t purchase, so Fat Uncle wasn’t willing to let Lin Feng leave just like that.

Fat Uncle swiftly retorted to the woman: "They are in a heated argument, yet you claim that this business is secured by these two profligate young masters! Surely the world’s merchants are available to all." He spoke with clear displeasure, evidently finding the woman’s remark disdainful.

Originally, the woman intended to dismiss the outsiders to avoid disrupting her business, but being questioned by Fat Uncle caused her to lose face. She immediately replied coldly: "Oh, sir, you can buy it too, but can you afford it?"

Fat Uncle laughed boisterously, looking up at the ceiling as he declared loudly: "There’s nothing the Phantom Pavilion can’t afford."

The two young lords, labeled as profligate by Fat Uncle, swallowed their pride upon hearing him mention the Phantom Sound Pavilion and refrained from arguing back.

Although they did not retaliate directly at Fat Uncle’s insults, it didn’t mean they wouldn’t confront him with a veiled challenge.

A man said, "Indeed, your Phantom Pavilion is powerful, but I heard you were slaughtered joyfully in the woods outside Peace City, hahahaha." The man taunting Fat Uncle was the one previously claiming to be the young master of the Kuang Family, showing no regard for Fat Uncle.

Fat Uncle, having been insulted with talk of the Six Great Sects and their salvation of the Mortal Realm, saw this as seeking death. In the next moment, Fat Uncle prepared his True Yuan to strike the young master of the Kuang Family.

At the same time, Lin Feng grasped Fat Uncle’s hand, warning him with a firm mind: "How could such profligate boys know of the Six Great Sects’ selfless heroics? Treat his words as nonsense and don’t get angry." Lin Feng spoke with a piercing gaze, determined not to be tricked.

This place, Biyao City, is home to Tianbao Tower run by a high-level member of the Six Realms. If Fat Uncle acted here, it would certainly break the rules, and Tianbao Tower would definitely intervene.

Realizing this, Fat Uncle lowered his hand in frustration.

Lin Feng left with him, selling his tiger skin grass on the way out for thirty million Spirit Stones.

Exiting the city, Lin Feng and Fat Uncle walked leisurely down the street.

Soon after, while Fat Uncle and Lin Feng discussed the Six Great Sects in a teahouse, the young master of the Kuang Family and another gentleman had arrived.

The Kuang Family young master was now dressed in his Sky Cloud Divine Robe, looking much more valiant and dashing.

They sat down at an adjacent table, occasionally glancing over at Lin Feng and Fat Uncle.

The waiter served tea, and a thirsty Lin Feng began drinking.

As the tea reached his lips, a loud voice from the next table said: "Well, I did hand over a crystal mine to you, which finally made you give me this outfit. Let me tell you, this crystal mine is rich in Spirit Crystals, each worth a hundred Spirit Stones, and we, the Kuang Family, have many such mines. Giving you one is no big deal."

The Kuang Family young master boasted about acquiring a set of Divine Armor, matching that of Miss Liu’s, and exchanging a nearly depleted mine with the gentleman seemed worthwhile for him. And while the gentleman remained unaware of the truth, he had gained a Spirit Crystal Mine without any effort, still a wealth to him.

In this calculation, neither lost, except for Lin Feng and Fat Uncle.

Although Lin Feng had earned thirty million Spirit Stones from earlier sales, exchanging it for Spirit Crystals would only net three hundred thousand. The wasted mine the Kuang Family young master handed over was worth several million Spirit Crystals, so Lin Feng was insignificant compared to these wealthy heirs.

When it comes to wealth, in any era, it’s destined to be an age of paternal competition.

Lin Feng couldn’t compete with family background, ending up earning thirty million by himself while others had billions worth of mines, even casually given away by the Kuang Family young master.

Lin Feng chuckled bitterly, yet what could he do? Such inequalities have always existed between heaven and earth; if one dwelled on every grievance, they’d never finish counting.

At this moment, Fat Uncle’s face turned grim, unable to fathom how these two rogue young masters dared scheme right in front of the Phantom Sound Pavilion’s Sect Leader—it was outrageous.

His blood surged, his presence as mighty as lava as he invoked the supreme technique of the Phantom Sound Pavilion, the Heavenly Fire Divine Skill.

Fat Uncle, filled with rage, meant for Lin Feng to stop him, but it was already too late. Witness Fat Uncle wielding the Heavenly Fire Divine Skill, with powerful fire elements forming instantly between his palms, which quickly danced between them, transforming him into a fiery god.

The two wealthy heirs were caught off guard, and by the time they realized, the formidable aura of Fat Uncle’s Heavenly Fire Divine Skill was already ravaging towards the city gate.

The immense volatile force razed the Kuang Family estate within Biyao City to rubble, erasing the Kuang Family from Biyao City.

The Kuang Family young master, clad in divine clothing, recognized the fire element energy’s outburst direction, understanding it was targeting his home. The next instance, a cultivator shouted: "Whose divine skill obliterated the Kuang Family’s barrier, turning the eastern gate territory into ruins!"

Upon hearing this, the Kuang Family young master’s legs weakened, collapsing on the ground. With the Kuang Family’s demise, it meant their sixteen Spirit Crystal Caves in Biyao City would fall to various factions.

At that point, this wealthy young heir instantly became a pauper.

Out of his mind, he rushed towards Fat Uncle, channeling his True Yuan into his palm to strike Fat Uncle, only to see the attack blocked by Fat Uncle’s soft fist.

Refusing to accept defeat, he struck Fat Uncle repeatedly, but Fat Uncle regarded the attacks as trivial. Before long, the Kuang Family’s unrelated individuals arrived at the teahouse.

This was a loft or perhaps an open-air teahouse with a roof, from which one could see a hole blasted by energy at the southeast corner.

Fat Uncle’s lips curled into a cold smile. With the tone of a seasoned elder, he addressed the Kuang Family young master: "Your family once offended the City Lord of Biyao City; I dared take action because it was at his consent. Meeting you here today was pure coincidence. Initially, I didn’t intend to partake in city politics, but in the face of your family’s extinction, you flaunted yourself heedlessly. So, I assisted the City Lord. The City Guards will arrive soon; if you don’t flee, you’ll miss your chance."

As Fat Uncle warned the Kuang Family young master, a team of thundering footsteps could be heard on the street, led by the City Guard Captain who shouted, "Men, the Kuang Family rebels are causing trouble in the teahouse. Annihilate them all, allow no Kuang Family survivors."

With this proclamation, panic spread among the Kuang Family young master and his scattered forces as they started fleeing.

However, due to a barrier in the city, flight was forbidden, otherwise they’d escape by Sword Control. Although spell flight wasn’t allowed, using Qinggong was.

So, a few fast-runners employed Qinggong to escape, only to be intercepted by City Guards below. The Kuang Family young master was terrified, clearly realizing there was no escape.

Indeed, the City Guards closed in, surrounding the Kuang Family young master.