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One would discover that the spiritual energy in this area was extremely dense, and was far from that of other areas. The sparse spiritual energy here might even be comparable to the spiritual energy in other areas.

Hee Feng did not know if there were any cultivators like him in this world, nor did he know how to conceal his cultivation.

Therefore, although he was quite strong in front of true cultivators, he was still quite young in terms of experience.

Just as he was meditating with his eyes closed, and activating the Heaven Opening Spell.

Not far away, on the roof of a twenty-odd story building.

A pale faced young man was staring straight at the direction of the inn where Hee Feng stayed.

The young man's dark face was filled with the word 'unbelievable'.

Could it be that this is the best place of cultivation? Such a thought appeared in the young man's mind.

No, he shook his head.

If there was such a place, how could there be a hotel? Besides, he had been here for seven or eight years. Why hadn't he noticed it?

There was only one reason. There might be a cultivator who possessed a magic tool that could attract the gathering of spiritual energy within the inn.

"With this level of treasure, I wonder if I would be able to find a place deep in the mountains where I can hide and cultivate properly and run all the way here. Isn't this just delivering food?" The young man muttered to himself.

His voice was not that of a young man at all, but rather that of an old man.

With that, the young man leaped up from a building that was more than 20 floors high. He then fell into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

Hee Feng didn't know that at this moment, he was already being watched, and he had never considered about it.

Spirit energy continued to fluctuate, attracting the gazes of groups of cultivators.

Jealousy or greed.

In short, almost all eyes express only one meaning. This level of treasure belongs to me.

In the capital city with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, Hee Feng, who carried a rare treasure, was much more low-key than other cultivators.

It was undoubtedly very eye-catching.

The next day, the sky gradually brightened.

When the sun shines on you.

Hee Feng, who had just finished a cycle of circulation, stopped his cultivation.

Opening his closed eyes, Hee Feng's eyes met with the first ray of sunlight.

Stretching his back lazily, Hee Feng got up and went to the bathroom in the hotel. He used the disposable toothbrush and toothpaste to wash his face and rinse his mouth.

Then he left.

He took the check out from the sleepy waiter at the counter.

Hee Feng went out with a refreshed expression.

The early morning in the city was deserted.

There were only the old men who had woken up early in the morning and the cleaners who had begun to serve the neatness of the city in the early hours of the morning.

As for the young people who should have been full of vigor.

They had just finished a joyful night and were crazily filling in their wounds. Perhaps it was only 8 or 9 AM, and it was already about time for them to be late for work.

Only then would they drag their tired bodies out of bed and run to the bus or the subway.

One day was in the morning.

Hee Feng came to a nearby park.

He started to execute a punching routine.

Perhaps he was more conspicuous among the group of elderly men and women who were practicing Taiji Fist.

Hee Feng kept feeling that there were a lot of gazes looking at him from all around his body.

However, based on his senses, he could not find anyone.

He couldn't help but feel curious.

Could it be that Xie Guodong found someone to take revenge on me?

Hee Feng thought, but immediately rejected this idea.

No matter how ordinary people tried to disguise themselves in front of him, they would not be able to escape the senses of his Spiritual Consciousness. Hee Feng thought.

He silently warned himself not to think about those random things.

At this moment.

Xie Guodong, who had stayed up all night, also prepared to go to sleep.

According to his usual habit, he would check the news channel before going to bed.

But when he saw the news headlines.

For a moment, his sleepiness was gone.

Ah Long died just like that?

Xie Guodong immediately took out the surveillance recording that was posted online. After reading it, Xie Guodong was covered in cold sweat.

The video was not very clear, though.

However, from this, he was still able to clearly see who the person who had been standing by the side and observing coldly was.

It was Hee Feng.

Could it be that when Brother Loong was fighting, Hee Feng had the help of an expert?

Xie Guodong thought.

That's right, it must be so, Xie Guodong secretly confirmed his guess.

He felt that what was being reported in the news was not the true content.

According to the image that appeared in Xie Guodong's mind.

It should be that Brother Loong was about to get off to chop him down, but he was stopped by the troublesome taxi driver. Hence, the furious Brother Loong was prepared to chop this taxi driver into pieces as well, but who knew that this taxi driver was also an expert.

Thinking of this, Xie Guodong slowly relaxed.

He thought to himself, I'll let your luck be even better.

How could there be so many experts helping him?

If you can dodge it once, can you avoid it ten times?

Thinking about it, Xie Guodong's face revealed an ugly smile.

Hee Feng, you will definitely die this time.

I want to go back to the countryside.

This was what Hee Feng was thinking at the moment.

Of course, it was impossible to just go back like this.

Xie Guodong hadn't had the time to look for him yet, so he decided to follow the conversation he had with Liu Qingyan yesterday.

For a narrow-minded person like Xie Guodong, it was definitely impossible for his anger to dissipate after a while.

He would most likely take his revenge.

Even if an ordinary person was rich and well-off, they would still have a lot of money to take revenge on themselves. But Hee Feng was still not afraid.

This was more or less the difference between the Cultivation World of novels and the secular world.

The commoners, no matter how strong they were in the secular world, would still be pitifully weak when facing off against cultivators of Cultivation World. They would still just be a bunch of ants in the end.

After casually eating some food, Hee Feng began to wander around the various large areas of the city.

He didn't have any particular goal, so he just strolled around.

It was used to attract the attention of Xie Guodong's henchmen.

For a moment, he was even a little regretful. Why had he told Liu Qingyan to get rid of the car that was following him from the back yesterday?

Thinking about it, Hee Feng felt a headache.

After all, what if they couldn't find him and make a move against his parents and sister?

Rather than this, Hee Feng hoped even more that they would directly come to find him.

It was the same as before, when Hee Feng was walking around randomly.

It was also because he felt that someone was watching him, but he could not find that person.

For a moment, he even felt as if there was something wrong with his mind.

After all, he felt there was someone there, but he couldn't see anyone.

If this wasn't mental, then what was it?