1065 Farming Monsters Crazily! Pain and Joy!

Mu Qinglan held the child body in her hand.

Chu Feng suddenly continued, "By the way, I have to tell you in advance that the mother of the Primordial Chaos Mother-Child Instrument has the ability to detect the location of all children."

"In other words, in the future, I can sense your location at all times. If you have any grudges, you can choose to refuse and return the child to me."

Mu Qinglan smiled when she heard this.

She put the child instrument into her pocket.

"Brother Chu, you underestimate us. Although we're not of the same race, we have the same ancestor. I believe Brother Chu won't harm us."

"Furthermore, if you wanted to harm us, you could've just left immediately. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

Chu Feng grinned.

It felt good to be trusted… especially by a beauty.

"Alright, cut the crap. Look for me if you need anything. Also, help me find out if there's any news about a Demon Hunting Team."

Mu Qinglan nodded and remembered this matter.

"Are they humans like you?"

Chu Feng smiled faintly.

"Of course. In addition, there's one particular fellow among them. If you see him, I'm afraid you'll go crazy…"

Mu Qinglan's beautiful eyes narrowed. She could not understand what Chu Feng meant.

Chu Feng could not be bothered to explain.

When you see Yu alive, your Human Spirit Race will probably go crazy.

Suddenly, Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and reminded her again.

"By the way, don't think that all the humans you meet are good. There's another force called the Human Imperial Palace that has entered the Starting Ground this time."

"They… are traitors to the human race! They once betrayed the ancient human race and caused huge losses to the ancient human race. If you encounter those people, be careful!"

Mu Qinglan took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

He had a feeling that the water in the Starting Ground was getting muddied…

Seeing that Mu Qinglan had noted it down, Chu Feng could not be bothered to say anything else. Slowly, she would understand.

"Alright, let's go."

After he finished saying those words, Chu Feng was about to leave.

Suddenly, Mu Qianqian, who had been silent the entire time, mustered her courage and said, "That Big Brother Chu Feng…"

"What now? Also, I should be younger than you guys."

Chu Feng pursed his lips and said.

Mu Qianqian hurriedly said, "May I ask what your assessment goal is in the Starting Ground?"

After she finished saying those words, as if she was afraid that Chu Feng would misunderstand, she hurriedly stated their target value to prove her sincerity.

"Um, mine is 80,000 Astral Beast Souls. Sister Lan has a million, almost catching up to the bottom line of an emperor-level genius."

"It's said that the most invincible emperor-level genius of our Human Spirit Race, Xun Feng, once had a terrifying assessment target of five million!"

Mu Qianqian's eyes lit up as she stared fixedly at Chu Feng.

"So… Can you tell us your assessment goal? I don't have any ill intentions. I just want to admire you. This might be the closest I have ever been to an emperor-level genius!"

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow.

The strongest emperor-level genius only had five million?

Then why did you give me 10 million?!

How was the assessment target determined?

Were they biased against outsiders?!

Chu Feng was actually furious.

At this moment, Mu Qianqian urged him again.

Chu Feng said reluctantly, "Mine is 10 million."

"Alright, I really can't delay any longer. Goodbye!"

This time around, Chu Feng did not give the crowd any time to speak. He flew away.

Everyone was left dumbfounded.

There was a long silence.

After an unknown period of time, Mu Qianqian could not help but exclaim, scaring the unconscious Mu Xiaohu.

But at this moment, no one bothered with the seriously injured Mu Xiaohu.

Mu Qinglan and Mu Qianqian exchanged glances.

They could both see the shock in each other's eyes.

Mu Qinglan could not help but take a deep breath and say slowly, "Xun Feng is an emperor-level genius, so his assessment target is five million Astral Beast Souls. As for Chu Feng, his goal is ten million. Perhaps… it's just because the upper limit of the target is only ten million…"

With that, everyone fell silent.

Only Mu Xiaohu was stunned and asked inappropriately.

"What… are you guys talking about? Also, where are those bastards from the Demon Spirit Race?! Just now, it was Callier who launched a sneak attack and almost killed me! Sister Lan, you have to avenge me!"

Everyone was speechless and rolled their eyes, but no one bothered with Mu Xiaohu.

Revenge?

How could he take revenge?

On a dead person?

"Alright, find a place to recuperate first. We'll find out more later."

Mu Qinglan instructed.

Not long after, the figures of the Mu family slowly disappeared into the forest.

On Chu Feng's side, at this moment, he had already returned to the hidden spawn point in the valley.

Hearing the familiar roar from the bottom of the valley, Chu Feng could be said to feel at home.

"It's you, little lion!"

This time, he had actually used up all the Astral Beast Souls he had accumulated previously.

He even sold the treasures on him.

The current Chu Feng could be said to be poor!

After experiencing the embarrassment of being short of money several times, Chu Feng had already made up his mind. If he did not earn enough this time, he would not go out!

He would earn at least a few million Astral Beast Souls, right?

After setting such an ambitious goal, Chu Feng began his boring journey of farming again.

The Golden Hunter Bow and Demonic Touch Venom were neatly placed in front of him.

He aimed at his prey, drew his bow, and shot. With a scream, he obtained the Astral Beast Souls…

Round and round, boring and repetitive.

However, every time he saw his account balance continue to soar, Chu Feng would feel extremely happy.

The so-called mixture of pain and joy might be referring to this situation.

Chu Feng thought in boredom.

Time passed minute by minute.

Seven days!

This time, Chu Feng actually obediently farmed seven days of monsters!

The balance of the Astral Beast Soul in his account had already reached a terrifying three million!

This was because even though they were all Three-Eyed Wild Lions, their strength was still different, causing the Astral Beast Souls they dropped to be different.

Originally, Chu Feng had even planned to complete the assessment goal in one go.

But late at night on the seventh day, Chu Feng suddenly put down the Golden Hunter Bow in his hand and looked up.

Amidst the dense branches, one could vaguely see the bright moonlight in the sky.

Everything looked as calm as ever.

However, Chu Feng vaguely felt that something was amiss.

At this moment, the entire valley seemed to tremble.

It was as if an army was galloping above his head.

The terrifying resonance seemed to want to collapse the entire mountain range.

Chu Feng suddenly frowned.

"What's going on outside?!"