I, the Invincible Genius, Only Want to Live a Low-Key Life - Chapter 10

The gray, hazy sky felt somewhat oppressive.

The once silent forest suddenly became noisy.

Countless birds and beasts let out cries.

This was the Nine Nether Secret Realm, which only opened once every century.

Tens of thousands of people stepped into the secret realm at this moment.

However, everyone was not transported to the same place, but scattered to every corner of the secret realm.

Somewhere in the Nine Nether Secret Realm.

A middle-aged man licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile. He changed into a black robe, covering his head and body completely, and muttered to himself, “The hunt begins!!!”

At the same time, hundreds of people throughout the Nine Nether Secret Realm made the same movement as the middle-aged man, spoke the same words, and donned identical black robes.

Their task was not to search for treasures, but… to kill.

In another corner.

Leng Hanshuang removed her disguise, revealing her true appearance.

Her age was just within the rules, making her the youngest among this generation’s Divine Sky Seven Swords.

In terms of strength, Leng Hanshuang was definitely one of the top experts in her age group.

Even in the entire Li Province, there were few geniuses who matched her in both strength and age.

Logically, a powerhouse like Leng Hanshuang, entering the Nine Nether Secret Realm right at the age limit, should be invincible.

Yet at this moment, doubts arose in her heart.

While mingling among the Rogue Cultivators, Leng Hanshuang noticed many strong individuals. Although they were far inferior to her, their numbers were large, and each exuded a bloody aura, which made her suspicious.

In fact, Rogue Cultivators were the least threatening group.

They lacked talent and backing, relying solely on themselves. Even if they had some fortuitous encounters along the way, their achievements were limited.

At most, occasionally one or two geniuses would emerge after years of accumulation.

But this time, so many strong individuals appeared at once-it was clearly abnormal.

Leng Hanshuang knew in her heart that this trip to the Nine Nether Secret Realm would not be simple.

Of course, she was not afraid.

This was the confidence of a member of the Divine Sky Seven Swords.

After landing, Lin Feng found that, just as Ye Qingxuan had said, there was no one around him, and he couldn’t help but feel delighted.

He took a set of white clothes from his Cosmic Bag, changed out of his blue robe, and put on a mask. In an instant, he transformed-so much so that even his closest master Su Mubai and junior sister Su Muyao probably wouldn’t recognize him.

“Finally free!!!” Lin Feng couldn’t help but sigh.

Here, he didn’t need to worry about his identity being exposed.

No one could possibly guess that he was the useless Eldest Senior Brother of the Divine Sky Sword Sect.

As for safety?

With a bone age under a hundred, Lin Feng truly didn’t take anyone seriously.

First, he would search for the Bianhua Flower, then consider other matters.

Lin Feng swiftly shuttled through the forest.

Without needing to hide his strength, his speed was so fast it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

Even in the dense woods, Lin Feng’s speed was completely unaffected.

The Bianhua Flower preferred cold environments. To find it, he needed to look for places with water-ideally a pond.

“Ah!!!”

A scream attracted Lin Feng’s attention, and he stopped.

Judging from the scream, the person was likely doomed.

He wondered what had happened-was it a human or a beast?

Feeling that the sound was not far away, Lin Feng decided to take a look.

He headed in the direction of the scream.

It didn’t take long for him to reach the destination.

He saw a corpse in a blue robe lying on the ground.

It was a disciple of the Divine Sky Sword Sect.

Lin Feng walked over and squatted down to examine it.

The corpse’s tendons in both hands and feet had been severed, and it had been tortured before death. The fatal wound was at the neck, killed by a sharp weapon. Judging by the wound, the killer was human, not a beast.

Although Lin Feng didn’t recognize the corpse before him, seeing a vibrant life fade away like this still made him feel uncomfortable.

After all, they were all from the same sect.

Moreover, every disciple of the Divine Sky Sword Sect who entered the Nine Nether Secret Realm had a mission-to search for the Bianhua Flower.
Whether he could find it or not, Lin Feng should be grateful to these people.

What he couldn’t understand was that everyone had just entered the Nine Nether Secret Realm, so there hadn’t even been time to search for rare treasures and spiritual materials. The motive of killing and looting didn’t hold-so why were people being killed?

If they had died at the hands of wild beasts, that would have been one thing, but they had died at the hands of other humans, and only after being tortured.

What kind of hatred could be so deep?

What kind of resentment so great?

“Thank you!” Lin Feng said softly.

He then asked a question.

“Why did you kill him?”

The place was silent; no one replied. Lin Feng asked again, “Everyone has just come in and no one has found anything yet-why did you kill him?”

Still, no one responded.

Lin Feng stood up, his cold gaze fixed on a shadowy spot deep in the woods.

A figure slowly emerged there, shrouded entirely in a black robe, looking at Lin Feng in surprise.

“How did you discover me?” the man asked.

“I’m asking you: why did you kill him?” Lin Feng replied.

“What a laughable question. He was just an ant. I kill whoever I want-do I need a reason?” the black-robed man sneered.

“Is that so? Then in my eyes, you are also an ant. Does that mean I can destroy you at will?”

“Of course! If you’re able!”

As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, he lunged forward.

In a flash, he was right in front of Lin Feng, dagger slashing toward Lin Feng’s neck.

Lin Feng’s instincts told him that this masked man was not someone to be trifled with; he had no choice but to strike first.

At this point, he no longer wanted to torment his opponent-just kill first, ask questions later.

As the dagger in his hand drew closer and closer to Lin Feng, about to slice through his throat-

The black-robed man suddenly felt a chill, his whole body lost all strength, and his hand went limp.

He had no idea when it happened-

Lin Feng had already placed his index finger on the man’s forehead, moving so quickly the man could not react at all.

“Who… are… you… really?” the black-robed man asked in shock.

He could not comprehend it.

Other than the Grand Leader, could there really be someone in the Nine Nether Secret Realm who could leave him utterly helpless?

“I was sent by the heavens to punish demons like you. Go to hell and repent! The human world is not for you!”

The black-robed man’s eyes widened, but before he could say another word, he left this world for good.

Even at the moment of death, he never knew what sort of being he had encountered.

Lin Feng could destroy the Rakshasa Sect with a single sword and frighten away Qian Daoxiong, the Grand Elder of the Infinite Demon Sect-how could a small fry like this ever hope to provoke him?

If he truly went all out, even Lin Feng himself did not know where his limits lay.

To this day, he had never tried his full strength, always concealing his true abilities.

In fact, sometimes Lin Feng genuinely wished for an all-out battle, but as long as he did not want to reveal his strength and identity, he simply could not find a worthy opponent.

That wish remained unfulfilled.

Having dealt with his enemy with ease, Lin Feng’s figure disappeared into the dense forest, continuing his search for traces of the Bianhua Flower.

The battles in the Nine Nether Secret Realm were far from limited to this place.

There were battles between people, and battles between people and beasts.

Generally, powerful spirit beasts guarded the areas around rare treasures and spiritual materials.

If you wanted to obtain such treasures, you had to defeat the spirit beasts first.

As time went by, the death toll kept rising-within just a day, it had already reached more than a thousand.

At this rate, the tens of thousands who had entered would not be sufficient to sustain such losses.

But this was only temporary. Similar situations had occurred in previous years.

People had just entered the Nine Nether Secret Realm and did not know the situation, leading to so many deaths.

After all, every person only had one chance in their lifetime to enter the Nine Nether Secret Realm.

Once they gradually became more familiar, the various factions would leave secret signs and gather their members together.

The more people, the greater the safety.

Naturally, the death toll would gradually decrease.