After Chu Feng left Zhuque City, he set his sights on the White Tiger Mountain Range. The reason was simple: the Xuanwu Mountain Range was occupied by Xuanwu City, and Xuanwu City was the territory of the Gong Luyu family. If Chu Feng's identity were to be exposed, it would likely result in his death. Without absolute power, he naturally couldn't recklessly head there.

  While the White Tiger Mountain Range was also occupied by a manor called White Tiger Manor, White Tiger Manor was not the only ruler of the White Tiger Mountain Range. According to Chu Feng's inquiries, in addition to White Tiger Manor, there were many other manors in the White Tiger Mountain Range, and these manors shared the resources of the White Tiger Mountain Range together, so it would be relatively easier for Chu Feng to sneak into the White Tiger Mountain Range.

  Because the journey is long, and Chu Feng didn't say goodbye to the people of Zhuque City when he left, after leaving Zhuque City, he arrived at a post station, wanting to buy some fast horses there. If he were to travel on foot, even if his spiritual energy was abundant, it would probably be exhausted.

  "This noble guest, the horses here are all good horses, each one can travel a thousand miles a day. Especially this sweat-blood horse, it's even more extraordinary, traveling 8,000 miles a day is effortless, it's the king of horses!" The little second at the post station boasted, pointing to a tall red horse.

  "Can one travel five thousand miles in a single day, with ease and effortlessness?"

  Chu Feng was somewhat perplexed, this horse's entire body was blood red, and it was indeed more robust than other horses, comparable to the precious horses of Zi Jin City and other cities, and even slightly better. It was indeed a good horse.

  However, in the eyes of this horse, there was a hint of wildness, with an arrogant attitude, looking at Chu Feng with a hint of disdain, and it's unlikely to let people ride on its back easily, like an untamed wild horse.

  "Sir, can I still deceive you? This is indeed a fine horse, one of the few martial arts masters who have joined forces to tame it. However, this horse's wild nature remains, and if you're not a martial arts master yourself, you'll really be unable to control it." The waiter hastily explained.

  "Oh, it's really a wild horse!" Upon hearing this, Chu Feng became even more interested in the horse and his desire to tame it was piqued. He asked: "How much does this horse cost? I'll buy it!"

  "Sir, are you sure you want to buy this fine horse? It's not cheap!"

  But then he heard that Chu Feng was actually going to buy it, and the little servant was shocked. In fact, when he introduced this horse to Chu Feng, he only wanted to let Chu Feng know that their post station had a good background, but he didn't think that Chu Feng could afford it. After all, the price of this horse was not something that ordinary people could afford, let alone Chu Feng, a young man wearing linen clothes.

  "Do you think I'm joking?" Chu Feng smiled lightly.

  "Hmm, I won't deceive this customer. The ordinary horses in our station are probably worth several dozen taels of silver, while the better ones would cost one or two taels of gold. As for this sweat-blood horse, its price is much higher than the first two." The shopkeeper started to build up suspense.

  "How much exactly?" Chu Feng was somewhat impatient. If it were in the past, he might have worried about money, but now he could be considered a true rich man, at least compared to these ordinary people.

  "Hey, a Lingzhu!" Xiao Er stretched out one finger and laughed.

  "What? A Lingzhu bead is equivalent to one hundred taels of gold. This horse is actually worth that much money?"

  As soon as Xiao Er spoke, Chu Feng had no reaction at all. However, many people around them were shocked and came over to take a closer look at the horse, wanting to see what made it so special that it was worth such a large sum of money.

  Looking at the curious eyes around him, Chu Feng smiled slightly. A spirit pearl was truly insignificant to him now, not a problem at all.

  "This BMW is worth a precious pearl." Before Chu Feng could speak, a rough and wild voice suddenly rang out.

  As I looked up, all I saw was a group of big men slowly approaching. The leader was a burly man with a thick beard covering his face, wearing only an upper garment that exposed his robust muscles and the shocking scars on them. It was he who had just spoken those words.

  When they saw this group of people, everyone hurriedly dodged to one side, because just by looking at their appearance, it could be seen that they were cultivators of martial arts, and absolutely not a good kind, an existence that they couldn't afford to offend.

  "Hey, little guy! I'll take this fine horse!" The burly man with the whiskers pulled out a glittering golden bead from his bosom and tossed it to the little servant.

  Upon receiving the Lingzhu, Xiao Er's face lit up with joy, exceeding his expectations. He couldn't have imagined that this fine horse would really sell for such a sky-high price. Just then, Chu Feng spoke up.

  "Wait a minute, isn't it first come, first served? I haven't even said I won't buy it yet, how can you sell it to someone else?"

  "Little brother, I can tell that you're also a martial artist. However, you've also heard this - the value of this sweat-blood horse is equivalent to one spiritual pearl. One spiritual pearl! Think carefully, can you afford it?"

  The burly man with a thick beard, smiled and sized up Chu Feng, his eyes filled with disdain. The group of men behind him burst into laughter, thinking that Chu Feng was no match for their boss in a horse racing competition.

  Even many onlookers began to point and whisper about Chu Feng, thinking that he was ungrateful and shouldn't have offended such a group of people.

  As for the gaze of the crowd, Chu Feng did not pay attention to it, but instead slowly raised his hand and reached towards the Qiankun bag at his waist.

  "Heavens! That... Could it be the legendary Qian Kun Bag?" Suddenly, someone cried out in surprise.

  "What? The Qiankun Bag!" At this moment, the onlookers all turned their eyes to Chu Feng's waist, where the Qiankun Bag was located.

  After all, the Qiankun bag is an extremely precious item that only people who are rich to a certain extent can use. It's something that only true wealthy young masters can possess. Could it be that this young man is actually a wealthy young master? But how could a wealthy young master come here to buy horses?

  "Hmph, what is that supposed to be? A qiankun bag? It's just a fake made to look like one. The real thing doesn't look anything like this." The big man with the whiskers sneered.

  "It turned out to be an imitation, I thought it was a real Qiankun bag."

  "Alas, young people these days are really too fond of vanity. They actually use counterfeit products just to gain admiration from others, it's truly shameful."

  When that big fellow spoke, the onlookers all sighed and looked at Chu Feng with a gaze that was no longer curious, but contemptuous.

  As for the words of others, Chu Feng also ignored them. He only saw that when his palm touched the Qiankun bag for an instant, a flash of strange light burst out. On the center of Chu Feng's palm, there were already two more golden shining spirit beads.

  Chu Feng held out the Ling Pearl and tossed it to the shop assistant, saying: "One Ling Pearl for this Blood-Sweat Horse, and another one is a reward for you."