I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 92: Chapter 86: The Treasure Queen and the Fancy Youth

Seeing the young man reveal his familiar Mystic form once again, a flicker of emotion crossed Feng Bei’s placid face.

But she said nothing. With a nod, she shot up the iron chains toward the peak like a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Bei was nothing more than a faint shadow to Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu was stunned. ’Is Feng Bei using a cheat or something?’

Even without her hands, her athletic prowess was far beyond that of any ordinary person.

With that thought, Zheng Xiu held the Orange Cat in his arms and beat his single wing.

He didn’t dare get too far from Feng Bei. Right now, the only reason Zheng Xiu could stray so far from his Main Body in Divine Travel was because he was being towed along by the Post Station known as Feng Bei.

A shadow of inky light, like a sharp black blade, sliced through the clouds and mist, soaring straight into the heavens.

Feng Bei’s speed climbing the iron chains actually matched Zheng Xiu’s flying speed.

Each displaying their unique abilities, the two arrived at the summit.

[You have discovered a new ’Post Station’.]

The moment he landed, the black, vein-like patterns retracted into his chest as his Mystic form faded. A line of text immediately appeared before his eyes.

”A new Post Station?”

Zheng Xiu pursed his lips and surveyed his surroundings.

He saw that the peak of the precipice was a wide, spacious platform.

The platform was like a small courtyard. It held a simple wooden house with a stove out front. A pot sat on the stove, unwashed.

Other than that, there was nothing else on the summit.

Seeing the young man staring at the unwashed pot, Feng Bei silently carried it into the house. Only then did he avert his strange gaze.

The flatness of the summit didn’t look natural. When Zheng Xiu couldn’t resist asking Feng Bei about it, she revealed the truth.

The peak had originally been pointed. Feng Bei had found the place secluded and suitable for living, so when no one was around, she had secretly flattened it with her bare hands.

Feng Bei had been living here alone for the past few years.

’No wonder this was identified as a new ’Post Station.’ It’s Feng Bei’s home!’

Inwardly delighted at discovering a new Teleport Point, Zheng Xiu kept a straight face and immediately asked, ”Could I visit often?”

Feng Bei gave the young man a strange look.

Zheng Xiu explained, ”I don’t mean anything by it. I just like peace and quiet, too.”

Not knowing how to refuse, Feng Bei said, ”Do as you wish.”

[Post Station: Feng Bei’s home. Your entry was not resisted.]

[You have received permission to enter the Post Station.]

[You may enter and stay at the Post Station at any time.]

Oh yeah!

New Teleport Point unlocked!

The thrill of discovering a new area on the map was palpable.

”Meow!”

In his arms, Xiaofeng squirmed restlessly. It raised its head and looked around warily.

Although Xiaofeng the Orange Cat was a defective product, it had consumed a round of Soul Cores. Its fur hadn’t turned black, yet it still possessed a certain degree of Ability for Spirit Communication.

Its ghostly pupils stared at the house. The surrounding smell made the poor kitty feel utterly awful.

Zheng Xiu soothed Xiaofeng. ”Don’t be afraid. This is Sister Feng Bei’s home. It’s normal for it to smell a little of meat.”

Tightly covering its nose with its paws, Xiaofeng nodded as if it half-understood.

”Go on, get inside and out of the wind,” Zheng Xiu said, putting Xiaofeng down.

But Xiaofeng absolutely refused to go inside. With a MEOW, it leaped nimbly onto the roof, standing ramrod straight in the cold wind, its fur all blown to one side as it shivered.

He glanced back. Seeing that Xiaofeng hadn’t run off, he thought to himself, ’The cat Ye Weiyang raised is so clever, it’s like it can understand people.’ He then turned back, holding his hands out flat. With the sharp CRACK of rapidly growing bone, two chains shot out from his palms.

Black flames solidified at the ends of the chains, forming the twin Large Curved Sabers known as Purgatory in his hands.

Now that he was here, Zheng Xiu finally understood why Feng Bei had brought him.

This was Feng Bei’s territory—secluded and deserted atop a steep mountain peak. Moreover, it seemed everyone in Ye Weiyang knew this was the hidden residence of Lord Upper Three and wouldn’t dare disturb her. It was the perfect place to grind for experience.

Seeing the young man eagerly draw his weapons, Feng Bei recalled their agreement. Wasting no words, she clasped her hands behind her back. ”Come at me. I won’t use my hands. First, I want to see your true foundation. And while we’re at it, let me see what Senior Zheng Shan taught you.”

Zheng Xiu raised his Curved Sabers and asked tentatively, ”So... I should go hard?”

Feng Bei nodded impassively. ”It’s fine.”

”Then, Sister Feng Bei, be careful!”

Zheng Xiu had only drawn his weapons; he had not yet entered his Caged Sparrow form. The long chains shot out from his bones, and the Large Curved Sabers lunged toward Feng Bei.

”Slow.”

Feng Bei sidestepped with ease, offering her assessment.

”It’s not over yet!”

A triumphant grin spread across Zheng Xiu’s face. A gust of wind whistled behind Feng Bei’s head as the Chain Sabers bizarrely whipped around to pursue her.

This was Tracking Purgatory!

At first, Feng Bei merely dodged. But then Zheng Xiu brought his other saber into play. With a flick of his wrists, the two Chain Sabers, burning with black flames, bent in bizarre arcs atop the cliff’s peak, lunging at Feng Bei as if they had eyes of their own.

It was then that Feng Bei finally realized: the young man was using some kind of Magic!

Like a black butterfly flitting through the air, Feng Bei weaved between the chains.

Zheng Xiu was like a relentless machine, madly whipping out the chains. The twin sabers chased right at Feng Bei’s heels.

Zheng Xiu felt he was doing a great job holding it in.

But the corners of his mouth still curled up into an irrepressible, joyful arc.

[Using Form One ’Purgatory,’ you continuously pursue Feng Bei’s figure and attempt to strike her. Your Tracking has gained a small amount of experience.]

The same line of text spammed across his vision, madly racking up Experience Level points.

[Your Muscle Strength has gained an extremely meager amount of experience.]

’A little more force!’

[Your Muscle Strength has gained a meager amount of experience.]

’Add some footwork!’

[As you shift and reposition, your Step Technique has gained a meager amount of experience.]

Zheng Xiu was getting into the zone. Seeing Feng Bei handle his attacks with ease, he cast aside all reservations and went all out.

”SKREEEEEEE—”

A piercing shriek tore through the sky. His single wing unfurled, the two-meter-long appendage casting a shadow beside Zheng Xiu like flowing ink.