Chapter 27: Clearing the Dungeon Again, Successfully Reaching Level 15

"Arrow of the Feather!"

All the Crow Warriors unleashed their Arrow of the Feather.

A dense rain of feathered arrows fell upon the swordsman, drawing agonized screams from him. The priest had no time to cast healing spells before the swordsman was slain.

With the swordsman's death, a massive gap appeared in the battle formation of the Four Seas Gang.

Song Jiji's face changed dramatically; he shouted urgently, "Run! Escape!"

Yang Feng watched this scene with a cold sneer.

Then, a massive flame blossomed in his palm.

Fireball Spell!

Boom!

A thunderous explosion.

The Fireball Spell struck overhead, erupting in a violent blast.

Its power was immense—enemies within a hundred meters suffered enormous damage.

Song Jiji heard only the explosion before darkness swallowed him.

A single giant fireball annihilated every member of the Four Seas Gang.

A vast crater was left upon the ground, filled with the corpses of the gang members.

Not one of the dozen or so Four Seas Gang members escaped.

Their dropped equipment lay scattered across the earth.

Yang Feng did not hesitate; he gathered the items into his storage pouch.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

...

Yang Feng continued to cast Fireball Spell.

Corpses ignited one by one.

Only after all bodies had burned to ash did Yang Feng enter the dungeon.

Once Yang Feng departed, those nearby finally dared to approach.

The shockwave from the Fireball Spell's explosion had left them numb with fear.

"My god, they're all dead!"

"Every member of the Four Seas Gang is dead—not a single survivor!"

"Not only dead, but their bodies were destroyed!"

"Who is this man? How can he be so ruthless?"

"This time, he’s in a death feud with the Four Seas Gang!"

"Remember, the Four Seas Gang will never let this go!"

"What should we do now?"

"Everyone, quiet! With the Four Seas Gang’s reputation, they won’t spare any of us!"

"If they catch us, we're doomed!"

"So while we still have a chance, we’d best get out of here!"

"As long as we leave Donghai City, leave Jiangnan Province, even the Four Seas Gang won't be able to touch us!"

"And Great Xia is vast—there are monsters everywhere!"

"The Four Seas Gang isn’t the biggest guild in Great Xia; they can’t hunt us all down!"

"..."

Hearing this, the crowd nodded in agreement.

Everyone knew the Four Seas Gang was notorious for vengeance.

If caught, it would certainly mean death.

"Gentlemen, I’ll take my leave first. If fate allows, we’ll meet again!"

With that, Huang Hu was the first to depart.

Seeing him go, the others scattered as well.

In an instant, the entrance to the Greenhill Town dungeon was deserted.

When the flames finally died down, only a black gate remained at the entrance.

An hour later, several people exited the Greenhill Town dungeon.

Zhao Haoran’s face was full of disappointment.

He had not obtained the Demon Core of the Wind Wolf King this run.

To enter Greenhill Town dungeon again, a four-hour cooldown was required.

But with only a few days left before the college entrance exam, he could still attempt the dungeon again.

"Why is there no one here?"

"Song Jiji, where have they gone?"

"Weren’t there so many people when we came before?"

"What happened? Something’s off!"

"Song Jiji is missing, the others too—what in the world happened?"

Zhao Haoran and his companions looked utterly perplexed.

After all, they were all above level fifteen.

This time, Zhao Haoran led the group into the Greenhill Town dungeon as their core.

He was, after all, the young master of the Four Seas Gang.

Now, Zhao Haoran himself was confused.

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke: "Fire the Cloud-Piercing Arrow. If Song Jiji is nearby, he’ll come as soon as he sees the signal."

Whoosh!

Soon, a Cloud-Piercing Arrow shot into the sky.

It exploded high above, blossoming into a brilliant firework visible for tens of miles.

A Cloud-Piercing Arrow—summoning a thousand troops.

Yet even after the firework faded, no one appeared.

Clearly, Song Jiji and the others were nowhere nearby.

Zhao Haoran realized at once that something must have happened to Song Jiji and his companions while he was in the dungeon.

Otherwise, they would never have left.

Could Song Jiji have died?

But with the strength of Song Jiji and his companions, who in Greenhill Town dungeon could have killed them?

Even if they had died, there should have been some trace.

Yet before them, not a single corpse could be found.

"Not only Song Jiji, but even the others have vanished!"

"Did something major happen here?"

"Young master, let’s leave this place at once!"

"We’ll contact Song Jiji once we’re back."

With that thought, Zhao Haoran decided to depart.

Meanwhile, Yang Feng was alone in the Greenhill Town dungeon, crushing everything in his path with dozens of Crow Warriors.

His tactics were the same as his first run—experience points soared swiftly.

This time, Yang Feng moved even faster.

In less than half an hour, he reached the end of the dungeon.

Dozens of Crow Warriors charged ahead, launching a fierce assault against the Wind Wolf King.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

The sounds of battle echoed endlessly.

With his previous experience, the second run was much easier.

Whenever the Wind Wolf King tried to cast a skill, Yang Feng would interrupt with Fireball Spell.

Yang Feng’s fireballs took only a few seconds to cast, faster than the Wind Wolf King’s abilities.

In less than a minute, the Wind Wolf King died a humiliating death at Yang Feng’s hands.

[Wind Wolf King slain. Experience +50,000]

[Bronze-tier equipment acquired: Staff of the Wind]

This time, the Wind Wolf King did not drop a Demon Core.

The Demon Core only drops once every ten days.

Once he was admitted to Qingbei University, he could find an alchemist to refine the Wind Wolf King’s Demon Core into pills.

Pills are divided into several grades: inferior, medium, superior, exquisite, and divine.

A pill made from the Wind Wolf King’s Demon Core would, at the very least, be inferior grade.

Yang Feng examined the Staff of the Wind’s attributes.

[Equipment Name: Staff of the Wind]

[Grade: Bronze]

[Effect: +20 Spirit, +20 Combat]

[Usage: Usable by those above level fifteen, suitable for mage professions.]

Though its attributes weren’t exceptional, the Staff of the Wind was far from useless.