Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 566: Chapter 272: Arrival

By the Nether King River.

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng summoned the Qinglong Cauldron and smashed it at the Triple Ring with all his might.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of loud explosions echoed out.

Finally, with a deafening crash.

The Triple Ring was smashed to dust.

The spirit stones, elixirs, secret technique manuals within, even the magical treasures, were all reduced to ashes by the tearing force of the space power.

The shockwave from the self-destruction left a huge crater by the bank of the Nether King River.

The body-protecting gang shield in front of Jiang Feng was covered in mud and shattered magical treasure fragments.

He had used the Qinglong Cauldron to smash the Triple Ring, and most of the self-destruct’s mighty power was absorbed by the cauldron. He had kept his distance and wasn’t hurt.

"Such powerful explosive force. This is equivalent to the full-force strike of a Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm expert."

Jiang Feng spoke with lingering fear.

He summoned back the Qinglong Cauldron. The dragon-shaped phantom on it had faded a lot, but as an innate magical treasure, the self-destruction of a mere Triple Ring couldn’t threaten it much—just consumed part of the dragon phantom’s power.

"What a pity. If I’d had enough time, at most ten years and I could have broken the prohibitions inside and refined it into my own space ring."

Jiang Feng looked pained.

"Now it’s your turn."

His eyes fell on the Thousand Rain Sword.

This sword was Wu Jin’s lifebound flying sword, a top-grade magical artifact, of immense value. Over the years it had developed intelligence in Wu Jin’s hands.

It had become dependent on Wu Jin. After Wu Jin’s death, the Thousand Rain Sword had tried to resist Jiang Feng, but its intelligence and power weren’t enough, so Jiang Feng easily crushed it.

Unfortunately, because of this nascent intelligence, Jiang Feng couldn’t refine the sword in a short time. He would need at least two or three years to make the Thousand Rain Sword his own magical treasure.

Now, seeing the Thousand Rain Sword stabbed into the ground, Jiang Feng once again summoned the Qinglong Cauldron and smashed it down hard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The roaring never ceased.

Compared with the Triple Ring, the Thousand Rain Sword was clearly of much higher grade—a killing weapon after all. Destroying it was far harder, but Jiang Feng had not just the Qinglong Cauldron, but also the Dragon Bone Bow.

The two innate magical treasures took turns attacking.

After about a quarter of an hour—

"Boom!"

The Thousand Rain Sword shattered, turning into countless fragments. The spiritual will and energy vanished without a trace.

"Let’s see how you find me now."

Jiang Feng sneered coldly.

With the Qinglong Cauldron hovering above his head and the Dragon Bone Bow in hand, he ran along the Nether King River downstream.

"Bang!"

With the Thousand Rain Sword also destroyed by Jiang Feng—

Lü Su, holding the compass that had locked onto Jiang Feng’s location, his face full of excitement, suddenly saw the red dot on the compass vanish.

"Master Liu, the magical treasure’s malfunctioned! Hurry and make the red dot come back!"

Lü Su was stunned at first, then yelled at Master Liu.

"Give it to me, quickly!"

Master Liu, flustered and panicked, snatched the compass, pounding several dharma seals into it in rapid succession. The rune lines on the compass exploded with a flash of blood-red light.

When the blood light faded—

The compass fell quiet and dark again.

There was no red dot like before to indicate Jiang Feng’s position to the group.

"Master Liu, what happened?"

The Saintess sensed something was wrong.

Master Liu’s mouth hung open, staring dumbly at the compass, unable to utter a word.

"Master Liu, what’s wrong with the compass? Say something!"

Lü Su pushed Master Liu’s shoulder and called out.

Master Liu fixed his eyes on the compass, dazed, and said, "Jiang Feng destroyed both the Triple Ring and the Thousand Rain Sword. The Blood Soul Tracking Technique is now a headless fly."

"What did you say?"

Lü Su’s voice was trembling.

"They’re gone."

Master Liu added.

"Gone?"

When Lü Su heard this, he stared stupidly at the compass like Master Liu, completely dazed.

"Master Liu."

"Senior brother?"

The Saintess pushed their shoulders. Seeing that both had lost all reaction, she stomped her foot and shouted furiously, "Tell me where Jiang Feng was just now! Where by the Nether King River? Quick!"

Master Liu was jolted awake by the Saintess’s scream. Looking at the spot where the red dot had appeared on the compass, he pointed southwest and said, "Fifteen hundred li ahead in that direction!"

"Follow me!"

The Saintess memorized the words, moved in a flash, rode her flying sword, and led the juniors of the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall rushing southwest at top speed.

Lü Su was still staring at the compass, dumbly rooted to the spot.

"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and chase with Xiao Meng!"

Master Liu urged him.

"The sword’s destroyed. The ring’s gone too. All the treasure my master left me—gone."

Lü Su mumbled in a daze.

"They’re gone, but does that mean you don’t need to avenge your master? Jiang Feng destroyed everything your master left you! Go and kill him!"

Master Liu roared.

He’d exhausted his vitality performing the Blood Soul Tracking Technique; there was no way for him to keep up.

"You’re right. It’s Jiang Feng, he destroyed it all. I will kill him, and avenge my master!"

"Aaaah!"

"Jiang Feng!"

"Even if I must chase you to the ends of the world or the depths of the Yellow Springs, I, Lü Su, swear to kill you!"

Riled up by Master Liu, Lü Su’s vacant gaze turned savage. Thinking of how everything within his grasp was ruined by Jiang Feng, his expression twisted fiercely, he turned into a streak of blood-red light, howling as he shot southwest.

Meanwhile, Jiang Feng, hurrying downstream along the Nether King River, checked his panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 3,788,569

Cultivation Technique: Yang Technique (Perfection) Foundation Establishment Technique - Minor Achievement (103-150) Divine Sect Treasure Manual - Upper Part (Great Perfection)

Skills: Alchemy (Mastery+) Rune Secret Spell Basics (Mastery+) Qi Condensing Pill (Proficient+)

Cultivation Realm: First-Layer Foundation Establishment (Divine Dao)

Martial Arts Realm: Divine Realm (Peak)

Divine Power: Immortality

Jiang Feng noticed his Fortune Points had increased by over three million.

"They really could use Wu Jin’s flying sword and ring to find me."