Generally speaking, a major power like this, occupying an entire mountain, would protect those who pay tribute to it.
After all, only when these smaller sects develop and generate profits can they afford to pay tribute.
Something must be amiss with their sudden, unsightly behavior.
"Master, rumors have been circulating among the surrounding sects lately that you have obtained the immortal's method for forging weapons, which is why the Black Wind Village sent someone here,"
the leading warrior whispered in Chen Feng's ear.
This was Wang Hu, a seventh-level Acquired Realm warrior recruited by Chen Feng.
Wang Hu was considered one of the more loyal of his recruits.
It was Chen Feng's financial support that had saved Wang Hu's critically ill mother.
Wang Hu had always been grateful to Chen Feng.
It was for this reason that Chen Feng had Wang Hu and his men guard the entrance to the abandoned mine.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged, but a sense of crisis welled up within him.
He knew it was only a matter of time before someone targeted him.
After all, he had built a modern conveyor belt at the mine entrance, something that would surely be considered a feat of the gods in this world.
But he had no other choice. He couldn't possibly load every piece of ore onto the conveyor belt himself. In the modern world, that was easier, given the availability of machines.
But here, he still had to hire people from this world to do the work.
But that risked leaking the news.
Chen Feng ordered, "Inform everyone: mining is suspended for the time being. Let everyone rest for a few days."
Wang Hu nodded immediately and went to make the arrangements.
After Wang Hu left, several warriors nearby looked at Chen Feng with quizzical glances.
Chen Feng knew exactly what those looks meant.
When he first arrived in this world, he'd been glared at like that when he went to town to sell modern goods.
But to survive safely in this world until now, Chen Feng had his own methods.
He touched his pocket, and the touch of cool metal reassured him.
While the warriors of this world were powerful, they were still useless in the face of "truth."
Over the past six months, Chen Feng had survived numerous dangers, relying on modern weaponry.
He had bought this thing specially from abroad. Although it was just a pistol, it was enough for self-defense.
After Wang Hu made all the necessary arrangements, he returned to report to Chen Feng.
He was accompanied by a small old man.
This was the Xingfeng Sect's steward, surnamed Sun, hired by Chen Feng to manage the mortal miners in the mining area.
"Master, why have you suddenly stopped the mining of the Flame Sun Stone?" Steward Sun's face was filled with confusion.
"The production has been too high recently. Let's clear out the stockpile before resuming mining," Chen Feng explained with a smile.
"Master, would you like me to expand our sales channels? I've been traveling the martial arts world for so many years, so I still have some connections." Steward Sun looked eager to help.
Chen Feng waved his hand. "Not for now. I'll ask Steward Sun if i need anything." Chen Feng had never considered him his own people.
Steward Sun appeared to be working for the Xingfeng Sect, seeking to boost its business, but in reality, he was simply trying to embezzle more of the mortal miners' wages.
Chen Feng paid the mortal miners three copper coins a day.
Manager Sun was secretly deducting a penny.
Chen Feng had known this for a long time, but he did not target Manager Sun for this matter.
Because in this area, only people like Manager Sun had the ability to gather so many mortal miners.
As long as it could bring benefits, greed was not a problem in his eyes.
At this time,a warrior from the Xingfeng Sect headquarter hurried over.
"Master, the second in command of the Black Wind Village is here!"
The Xingfeng Sect's headquarters was built between several mines. There were three buildings in total, all built of Yanyang Stone.
The sect headquarters was where Chen Feng used to hide his tracks. The core area was still the abandoned mine and secret room, where he stayed for a long time.
He just had some warriors guarding here, just for show.
In the sect lobby, all the warriors of the Xingfeng Sect gathered here.
"Master Chen, I came here today to collect money. I notified you yesterday about the Xingfeng Sect. Are you ready?"
Sitting across from Chen Feng was a bald, large man. He was about 1.9 meters tall, with a scar on his right arm that was over ten centimeters long.
He was Wu Xiong, the second-in-command of the Black Wind Village, and a ninth-level expert.
Wu Xiong was the most difficult to deal with in the Black Wind Village, and his characteristics were arrogance and dominance.
Chen Feng was not a warrior, but he could still sense Wu Xiong's aura.
This was a manifestation of strong Qi and blood.
Although he had been in the scroll world for a long time, Chen Feng had not practiced martial arts.
The main reason was that warriors in this world practiced by honing their physiques. They had to train their muscles and bones from a young age, which was extremely painful.
Chen Feng did not want to suffer this kind of pain, training himself to be big and strong with only brute force.
He simply spent money on some Qi and blood-enhancing pills to increase his physical strength.
"Our Xingfeng Sect has only been established for less than three months, and mining has only just begun. We're not even making a profit. Isn't Master Wu trying to embarrass me?"
"Besides, the Black Wind Village's rule is to pay a monthly fee of one hundred taels of silver. We've already paid this month's fee."
Chen Feng leisurely sipped the tea served by the beautiful maid.
Wang Hu stood behind Chen Feng.
His eyes were fixed on Wu Xiong, ready to strike if Wu Xiong attacked Chen Feng.
Snap!
Wu Xiong slammed the table and stood up.
The table in front of him shattered in an instant, demonstrating his incredible palm power.
"Master Chen, you're so arrogant! You've only been in Hengduan Mountain for a few months, and you're already ignoring the words of our Black Wind Village!"
The bandits behind Wu Xiong drew their long swords.
Seeing this, the maid serving tea was so frightened that her legs trembled.
Wang Hu's face was also filled with anxiety.
"I don't have enough money! Even if you kill me, I can't give you a cent!"
Chen Feng said, putting his hands in his pockets.
Wu Xiong said coldly,
"If you don't have money, you can use other compensation. I heard that Sect Master Chen has obtained the immortal's weapon-refining method. My eldest brother is very interested in it. Let's use it to pay the tribute."
Wu Xiong came here at his eldest brother's behest.
Wu Xiong had visited the mining area before and was stunned by the automated conveyor belts.
An object that moved on its own—wasn't that the work of an immortal?
If Black Wind Village could obtain this weapon-refining method, its sphere of influence would undoubtedly expand significantly.
As for all this nonsense, it was purely formality.
Black Wind Village had many small sects within its territory.
If they directly robbed them, it would undoubtedly cause panic among them.
As long as he could come up with a reason, he wouldn't be afraid that Chen Feng wouldn't give it to him.
He had already investigated Chen Feng: he was just a mortal who made a little money through business and then founded a so-called sect.
The warriors within the sect were all recruited, and the highest level was only the seventh level of the Acquired Realm.
With his strength, even decimating the entire Xingfeng Sect would be a piece of cake.
Just as Wu Xiong was waiting for Chen Feng to hand over the weapon refining method, he suddenly saw Chen Feng's right hand move.
Wu Xiong's heart instantly swelled with alarm, his warrior instincts sensed danger.
Almost as soon as this thought formed in his mind, there was a bang!
Wu Xiong felt a heat surge across his forehead, and then his consciousness began to blur.
The faces of the others in the room paled.
A hole suddenly appeared on Wu Xiong's forehead, now oozing blood.
Wu Xiong could feel the vitality rapidly draining from his body. He stared at Chen Feng with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Unleashing Gangqi, a congenital master, how is this possible..."
Wu Xiong had barely finished his words when he collapsed, motionless.
Everyone present was stunned. No one had expected Chen Feng to attack so suddenly.
Especially the Black Wind Village bandits who had followed Wu Xiong.
Their second-in-command was a ninth-level post-natal master!
A top-tier figure in the martial arts world.
Now he was killed instantly.
[Note-: Acquired Realm( post-natal master)--> Innate Realm(congenital master)]
(End of this chapter)