Chapter 68

At this moment, it was already sunset. With his back to the fading light, Feng Yin walked towards his courtyard with a light step.

Successfully dealing with the tracker, and it being a powerful one at that, Feng Yin, though usually calm, felt quite pleased.

His steps became even lighter.

Oh, I am a genius.

To be able to shake off such a skilled tracker.

But this *Hua Ling Jing* is truly a great thing, even able to immediately seal my divine sense. However, it was also thanks to my quick wit and composure in the face of danger.

Delivering a package for someone, this matter was already shrouded in mystery, an inexplicable connection. Moreover, the way the other party did it made Feng Yin quite annoyed.

But a small arm can't resist a big leg; such a terrifying existence, Feng Yin knew he couldn't provoke.

At least, not now.

It was fortunate that Feng Yin wasn't overly curious and had a clear understanding of himself, with no intention of delving deeper or entangling himself further.

So he didn't even bother to look at what was in the package.

After delivering the item, the matter should have been settled, but the other party's tracking made Feng Yin even more anxious.

Feng Yin couldn't determine whether the other party was friendly or hostile, but he didn't want to guess their intentions.

Friendly, I won't accept.

Hostile, I will avoid even more.

I am just a small grasshopper, with very little meat.

So it's simple. No matter what, I won't let you know my true background, and I won't have any further ties with your Heavenly Balance Tower.

Feng Yin, who didn't want to entangle himself further, was very clear about one thing: he had something valuable, and once this value was known by someone with ill intentions, he would be in big trouble.

Moreover, the other party was a complete stranger to him.

Just these two points were enough to make Feng Yin extremely cautious.

"Whether good or bad, whether friendly or hostile, it doesn't matter. Fulfilling a request is the limit. Besides, the threat is something I can't bear. For now, I'll play it safe. In the future... at least wait until I have the ability to deal with you before I face you head-on."

This was Feng Yin's thinking.

Very simple, very straightforward!

As a穿越者 (穿越者: time traveler), the things he knew, his social experience, his understanding of human nature, and his insight into the darker aspects of human nature gave him great confidence that he was unmatched in this world.

Sometimes he even felt that his past experiences and knowledge were his true golden finger.

But one thing couldn't be denied: his initial qualities weren't good. Without a real cheat, no matter how smart he was, how well he understood human nature, or how well he avoided harm, he still had no chance of reaching the peak.

His greatest achievement might be to be a strategist for someone else. Even if he succeeded in a rebellion or stabilized the world, he would only be a prime minister, one who would have to retire early after achieving success to avoid trouble. To truly be second to none and above all others was unrealistic.

This was the disadvantage of lacking strength and confidence, being unable to speak with authority.

But now, the appearance of the *Hua Ling Jing* and the existence of the small knife made up for his greatest shortcoming.

"Since I have the fortune to come to such a colorful and chaotic world, in this martial world where strength is respected, how can I be content with a mundane life? How can I be content with a life that fades away like a common person's? Since I have the *Hua Ling Jing*, why can't I live a life of longevity?"

This was Feng Yin's ambition.

It might seem a bit far-fetched, but this was Feng Yin.

Just his current ambition!

...

Feng Yin walked home with some urgency.

This time out was quite long, and Feng Ying must be very worried. When he gets back, the little guy will probably throw a tantrum and act spoiled.

Thinking of the little ball of fluff's various coquettish acts, Feng Yin instinctively smiled, a loving smile.

...

At the same time.

He Xiangming held a piece of paper, frowning in thought.

This was the result of her investigation into "Ling Yunduan," a young man she had a good impression of, using all the resources of the Beast Taming Sect in Yuezhou.

Comprehensive and thorough.

He Xiangming had been in charge of the Beast Taming Sect's business in Yuezhou for many years. If she acted on impulse and was blinded by appearance, she would have been dead long ago.

So although she had a very good impression of Feng Yin, basic precautions and necessary investigations were still essential.

But now, holding the investigation report on "Ling Yunduan," she was puzzled.

This Ling Yunduan seemed to have no past.

As if he had fallen from the sky.

About a year and a half ago, he had rented this house for a few months, living alone without any family, and rarely interacting with neighbors.

He disappeared after a few months, leaving the house vacant for a long time.

No one knew where he went.

Until a few days ago, he suddenly reappeared, this time renting the house for a whole year.

And he had a kitten with him, saying he planned to do a pet business.

Who is he?

Where is he from?

What is his real name?

What has he done before?

Who are his parents?

What family?

What power?

What purpose?

All unknown.

"The only change is that the last time he lived here, he had a faint, cold killing intent, the kind that appears after killing many people."

"This killing intent is familiar, a sharp and lethal aura, common among killers in major assassin organizations."

"Because of the existence of the Jun Tian Hand, this type of killer is not uncommon in the Great Qin territory, but what is rare is that this time, Ling Yunduan's cold aura has completely disappeared."

"Killing intent can be eliminated, but the most common way is to stop killing and gradually wear it down over time. Ling Yunduan is young, and the time gap is too short, which doesn't fit this situation. Another way to hide killing intent is to find a method to suppress it, making him appear more natural, but not necessarily stopping killing."

"Another key point is that the last time he lived here, his cultivation was only at the Seventh Rank of the Later Heaven stage; now, he has broken through to the Innate stage. This progress... although a bit fast, it is still normal for a core disciple in a sect."

"Of course, compared to the true core elites, he is not as good."

"After all, his talent doesn't seem weak, and his body is well-coordinated. But his talent is definitely not top-tier, which is certain, otherwise, he wouldn't have only this level of cultivation."

"If viewed from the perspective of a killer, he has hidden himself very well, much better than he did more than half a year ago."

"In summary, Ling Yunduan may be a killer from a certain assassin organization; now, he might have earned some capital and wants to leave the killer profession, or perhaps... use it as another hidden identity. Two possibilities."

The maid stood before He Xiangming, explaining the investigation report in detail.

It must be said that the Beast Taming Sect, as one of the seven major sects, had intelligence and analysis capabilities that were top-notch.

At least, Feng Yin's subtle hints were not overlooked.

"On the left side of his current courtyard, the house was originally occupied by a retired official, but the family was executed for treason and the house is now vacant. On the right side, there is an elderly couple. Their three sons are in the military, and only the eldest daughter-in-law and a grandson live at home."

"According to the family, Ling Yunduan never interacts with the neighbors. He's not exactly reclusive, but he has a clear sense of 'loneliness among thousands,' resisting any closeness."

"This time, when he returned, the elderly couple didn't bother to visit, pretending not to see him. But they don't fear him. The old woman commented: 'This child doesn't seem like a bad person.'"

The maid finished her report.

He Xiangming frowned, deep in thought, biting her lip.

"So it's like this... Perhaps it really is..."

"But what is his purpose for returning to Yuezhou City?"

"Is his target me? Is it the Beast Taming Sect?"

"Is our encounter a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement?"

"But this young man gives me a very good feeling."

He Xiangming sighed lightly, her eyes flickering.

"Whatever your background or purpose, I'll observe you for a while. Over time, any clues will surface."

He Xiangming quickly made up her mind.

Since she initiated contact with him, and it was because of a pet, did he set a trap? That seems unlikely.

But no matter what, He Xiangming found that even if she wanted to let go now, after this report, she couldn't.

"This is getting complicated..."

He Xiangming sighed.

The more she investigated, the more confused she became.

She had a vague feeling that this matter was very convoluted.

It's best to get to the bottom of it as soon as possible.

...

When Feng Yin returned home and opened the door,

"Meow!"

"Chirp!"

"Chirp!"

In an instant, he had three little attachments.

...

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