Chapter 91: A Treasure Worth Fighting

Long Feng looked at the spear again that looks normal except those strange pattern and violent edge on its tip.

Also, it was unbelievably heavy, contained terrifying flame energy, and couldn’t even be stored inside his storage ring.

Frustration appeared in his eyes, but alongside that frustration was excitement.

The more unusual this spear was... the more valuable it was likely to be.

’At the very least, this thing should be a Heaven Rank weapon.’

Perhaps, it was even more extraordinary than that!

Long Feng tightened his grip. A faint, dangerous smile appeared on his face.

"Fine."

"If I can’t store you... I’ll carry you."

However, after holding the spear for several more breaths, even Long Feng began feeling the terrifying heat becoming difficult to endure.

His Hell Python Flame was already reaching its limit.

His transformed left hand was still able to hold the weapon, but the burning pain had become increasingly intense.

Long Feng glanced toward Ye Wuxie whose condition was more worse than himself.

The prolonged time inside the lava had pushed his body close to its limit. His face was slightly pale, and his breathing had become heavier.

Clearly, neither of them could remain here much longer.

Ye Wuxie looked at Long Feng one final time before immediately turning upward. He couldn’t stay here any longer. Without hesitation, he began rushing toward the surface.

Long Feng watched him leave. Then he looked down at the enormous spear in his hand.

"Let’s get out first."

The two figures rapidly ascended through the endless lava.

And above the surface, the disciples who had been waiting around the lava lake suddenly noticed movement. ℯℯ𝘭.

The lava violently churned. Everyone immediately looked over and find a figure burst out of the lava.

BOOM!

Ye Wuxie’s clothes were damaged, his face pale, and his breathing heavy. He had clearly reached his limit.

The surrounding disciples immediately became shocked.

"He survived!"

"He’s alive!"

But before the Vermilion Flame Sect disciples could recover from their shock, another figure suddenly emerged from the lava.

The moment Long Feng’s feet landed on the floating rock, several disciples turned their attention toward him.

Although they were shock, but didn’t linger upon this matter too much.

Their attention once again turned towards Ye Wuxie and their disciples began to surround him again.

"He’s still alive!"

"Don’t let him escape!"

Without giving Ye Wuxie any chance to recover, the surrounding disciples once again rushed toward him.

This made Ye Wuxie frowned.

His expression was slightly pale from the battle, and his clothes were scorched from the lava. He quickly raised his fists and blocked the incoming attacks.

BOOM! BOOM!

Several attacks collided around him. Ye Wuxie’s figure was forced backward.

Long Feng stood a short distance away and silently watched the scene.

This ancient spear’s patterns had also become much dimmer after leaving the lava. Without the terrifying flame energy surrounding it, the weapon looked rather ordinary at first glance.

None of the surrounding disciples paid much attention to it.

’Fortunately, this thing doesn’t attract attention.’

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples were too focused on Ye Wuxie to notice anything unusual.

However, his happiness didn’t last long as Ye Wuxie turned his gaze towards the spear in Long Feng’s hand.

A faint coldness flashed through his eyes.

’Since you want it so badly... Then I’ll give you a little trouble.’

Ye Wuxie suddenly retreated several steps, creating some distance from the surrounding disciples, before raised his voice.

"Idiots, attacking me won’t get you anything, especially not that weapon. After all, it was found from beneath the lava."

His voice immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

The surrounding disciples followed his finger and finally noticed the ordinary-looking weapon in Long Feng’s hand.

Seeing his plan working perfectly, he said in a deep voice.

"Just look, what is more valuable—my life or that treasure?

A trace of surprise appeared on the disciples’ faces. As they stared at the spear with renewed interest, many of these people noticed the distinctive glow of that weapon.

One of the Golden Core Realm cultivators frowned.

"Could it be a treasure?"

"Most likely."

Another disciple’s eyes flickered with greed.

"If this weapon really came from under the lava. There must be something special about it."

’As expected.’ Long Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly. That bastard had immediately turned everyone’s attention toward him.

Ye Wuxie had cleverly avoided fighting Long Feng directly. Instead, he had simply pointed everyone’s greed toward the spear.

The surrounding disciples began moving toward him.

"Azure Heaven Sect’s disciple, hand over the spear!"

"Since everyone discovered this place together, the treasure should belong to whoever has the ability to obtain it."

"That’s right!"

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples gradually surrounded Long Feng.

Long Feng glanced around at the greedy expressions of the surrounding disciples before looking toward Ye Wuxie.

A faint smile could be seen on Ye Wuxie’s face.

Long Feng immediately understood what he was planning.

’You really are troublesome.’

However, instead of showing any nervousness, Long Feng’s expression suddenly changed.

His face became pale, and his body swayed slightly as though he had exhausted all his strength. He even took two unsteady steps backward.

"I nearly died inside that lava just to obtain this weapon..."

His voice sounded weak and exhausted.

He tightly gripped the spear as though he was afraid someone would snatch it away.

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples surrounding him immediately noticed his condition. Their eyes became even more heated.

Clearly, Long Feng had suffered heavy exhaustion.

Even if he had obtained a treasure from the lava, how much strength could he possibly have left after entering such a terrifying place?

One of the Vermilion Flame Sect disciples stepped forward.

"Hand over the spear."

Another disciple followed closely behind.

"Since you are already so weak, why don’t you hand it over willingly? We can spare your life."

Long Feng’s expression changed as though he had been greatly surprised by their words.

"Spare my life?"

He looked at them in disbelief. "You want me to hand over something I nearly died for?"

The disciple frowned.

"Don’t force us to act."

Long Feng’s expression became even more aggrieved.

"But if I have to give the spear to someone..." He suddenly turned his gaze toward the other side. "...why should I give it to you?"

The surrounding disciples were stunned.

Long Feng slowly raised the spear. "At least the disciples of my own sect won’t immediately try to rob me the moment I return alive."

His voice was weak, but his words were loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"If I’m going to hand this weapon over, shouldn’t it belong to my own sect?"

The expressions of the Azure Heaven Sect disciples immediately changed.

They had been watching the situation from the side.

Now, after hearing Long Feng’s words and seeing his seemingly terrible condition, their eyes also landed on the spear.

A treasure capable of surviving inside that terrifying lava, it was obviously extraordinary.

One of the Azure Heaven Sect disciples stepped forward.

"Junior Brother, you are right."

He glanced coldly at the Vermilion Flame Sect disciples.

"Since this weapon was obtained by an Azure Heaven Sect’s disciple, why should our sect allow outsiders to take it?"

Another disciple immediately stood beside him.

"Exactly."

"Even if you want the weapon, you will have to get through us first."

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples’ expressions turned ugly. They had already been prepared to force Long Feng to hand over the spear.

Now the Azure Heaven Sect disciples had suddenly stepped in.

One of the Vermilion Flame Sect disciples shouted angrily.

"Don’t think you can take advantage of this situation!"

BOOM!

A powerful spiritual energy erupted from his body.

The Azure Heaven Sect disciple immediately released his own aura.

"Then come and try!"

Bang!!!

The two auras collided and this way, the surrounding disciples instantly became chaotic.

"Attack!"

"Don’t let them take the weapon!"

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples could no longer hold back. Several figures rushed toward the Azure Heaven Sect disciples.

The latter naturally refused to retreat.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Explosions echoed through the underground cavern. Spiritual energy swept through the surroundings as both sides began fighting.

Long Feng quietly retreated. His pale expression remained unchanged.

He deliberately moved behind the Azure Heaven Sect disciples, allowing them to protect him while he held the spear tightly in his hand.

Whenever someone glanced toward him, he immediately made his body sway slightly, pretending that he could barely stand.

"He’s too weak!"

"Take the weapon first!"

"Don’t let him escape!"

The Vermilion Flame Sect disciples repeatedly tried to break through the Azure Heaven Sect’s defense.

But every time they approached Long Feng, an Azure Heaven Sect disciple would block them.

Ye Wuxie stood farther away, watching the chaos he had created.

’This guy...’ His faint smile slowly disappeared.

He had originally intended to use the Vermilion Flame Sect disciples to deal with Long Feng.

But he had never expected Long Feng to turn the situation around so quickly.

Not only had Long Feng avoided becoming the immediate target, he had even made the Azure Heaven Sect disciples willingly protect him.

Long Feng simply stood behind them, quietly watched the battle unfold.

Instead of join the fight, he turned his attention on the ancient spear in his hand.

There was still something strange about this weapon. It couldn’t be stored inside his storage ring or even in Beast Storage Pouch.

’What exactly are you?’

A trace of curiosity appeared in his Long Feng’s eyes.