Chapter 34

Leaving the old temple, Lin Feng walked quickly while crushing a sound-transmitting crystal. The fragments of the crystal emitted a faint white light, and Lin Feng said, "Xiao Yanzi, take your junior brother to the Qingyang Mountain in the west of the city and meet up with your master."

In the white light, Xiao Yan's voice quickly came through, the young man's voice panting as he hurriedly replied, "Don't worry, we'll be there soon." After a moment, the white light gradually dimmed, and the crystal fragments lost their luster, becoming just like ordinary pebbles.

Lin Feng shook his head. The sound-transmitting crystal was indeed convenient, but unfortunately, it was a one-time use item, and the price was exorbitant.

Xiao Yan's hurried voice made him somewhat uneasy. That panting manner seemed as if he had just fought a fierce battle.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, "These two rascals, I hope they don't get into trouble." Over time, the bond between the three of them had grown closer. Although he knew that these two destined disciples wouldn't easily be at a disadvantage, Lin Feng always worried about these two children who hadn't grown up yet.

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Feng expelled the杂念 from his mind and used the Yunlong Duntu technique to arrive at the place where Zhu Fatso would inevitably pass through, setting up the Jiutian Donglei Yin formation.

Just as he finished setting it up, Zhu Fatso appeared in his line of sight, running out of breath.

Since he knew the pursuers were from the Li Feng Society, Zhu Fatso had completely abandoned any thoughts of using his background for help.

These refugees from Xuefeng Kingdom probably hated nothing more than the Marquis of Xuanyi. They couldn't do anything to the Marquis, but they wouldn't hesitate to deal with a lackey like Zhu Fatso.

The higher Zhu Fatso's position in the Marquis's household and the closer his relationship with the Marquis, the more ruthless they would be.

"Why did you only give me two legs, Father and Mother?" The fat man lamented in his heart. Although he was at the eighth level of Qi cultivation, the two pursuers were at the ninth level. Despite using all his strength, he was ultimately caught.

Just as the fat man felt despair, nine points of blue-purple light suddenly appeared around him.

"Zzzzz!" The air was filled with the sharp sound of electricity, and blue-purple arcs of lightning danced in the darkness, shining brightly.

The two Li Feng Society cultivators' expressions changed drastically. Their countless experiences in battle told them that a great calamity was about to befall them.

But before they could react further, nine bolts of lightning struck them, and in the next moment, roaring thunder descended from the sky, like a divine punishment at the end of the world.

The two ninth-level Qi cultivators were directly struck dead by the lightning!

Zhu Fatso stared blankly at the black ashes in front of him, his legs trembling. If the lightning had struck him, he would have turned into charcoal.

Although he had escaped danger, Zhu Fatso's mood was far from relaxed.

Lin Feng slowly walked out from the woods, wearing a white robe with wide sleeves and a feathered star cap, exuding a divine and ethereal aura.

Looking at the ashes left by the Jiutian Donglei Yin, Lin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had calculated the position where Zhu Fatso would be caught, and fortunately, the deviation was not significant.

Apart from the time needed to set up the formation and the slow casting, the power of the Jiutian Donglei Yin was very satisfying, directly killing two ninth-level Qi cultivators.

If he hadn't used the Jiutian Donglei Yin, dealing with these two ninth-level Qi cultivators would not have been so easy.

These two were much stronger than the cultivator from the Yu family back then, but Lin Feng's cultivation had also improved significantly. As the water rose, so did the power of the Jiutian Donglei Yin, increasing by more than one level.

After seeing Lin Feng's appearance, Zhu Fatso calmed down, cleared his throat, and said, "Thank you, Daoist, for your help. These remnants of Xuefeng are enemies of all, and any citizen of our Great Zhou would naturally take responsibility to deal with them..."

Before he could finish, a bolt of lightning grazed past his ear, splitting the tree behind him in half.

Lin Feng didn't even look at him, his gaze fixed on the temple where Zhu Yi was, and he said calmly, "Don't chatter in my ear. Leave the item and get lost."

Zhu Fatso swallowed hard, "Daoist, I will report your assistance to the Marquis..."

Lin Feng's gaze finally turned to him, devoid of any emotion, and he said calmly, "When I have time, I will visit Zhu Hongwu. As for you..."

"I never repeat myself."

Zhu Fatso's hair stood on end. What did this young Daoist call the Marquis of Xuanyi?

He called him by his name, Zhu Hongwu.

Regardless of this young Daoist's cultivation, regardless of whether he would still be so arrogant when he met the Marquis of Xuanyi in person, Zhu Fatso was certain that the Marquis's name wouldn't scare this young Daoist.

Zhu Fatso cursed his bad luck. In the past, with the Marquis's reputation, he could walk around the vast capital city without any trouble, but today he had encountered two groups of people who didn't care about the Marquis's name.

Feeling the golden paper with the Dizang Sutra in his chest, Zhu Fatso was extremely reluctant to part with it. He knew Lin Feng wanted this item but still tried to act ignorant, "Item? What item? I don't know..."

Lin Feng's gaze grew colder, making Zhu Fatso feel increasingly cold all over. He quickly said, "Daoist, don't be in a hurry, the item is here, here."

Reluctantly, he took the golden paper out of his chest and carefully placed it on the ground, smiling awkwardly, "Daoist, can I go now?"

Lin Feng casually picked up the golden paper with his magic power and walked away without looking back.

Zhu Fatso felt that Lin Feng's magic power in picking up the golden paper wasn't outstanding, and he hesitated for a moment. But upon closer inspection, he found that he couldn't gauge Lin Feng's cultivation at all, and he didn't dare to act rashly. He stood there obediently, watching Lin Feng leave.

Seeing Lin Feng disappear from his sight, Zhu Fatso took a deep breath and hurriedly fled toward the capital city, "This is a big deal. I need to report to the Lady as soon as possible."

Losing the Dizang Sutra again, Zhu Fatso was in great pain, "Damn it, if I catch you, I'll make you pay."

Lin Feng didn't leave. He hid in the woods, watching Zhu Fatso flee toward the capital city.

He needed someone to report back to the Marquis of Xuanyi's residence. Zhu Yi, despite his misbehavior, was the Marquis's son. Being kidnapped and involving the remnants of Xuefeng Kingdom would inevitably draw the attention of both the Marquis and Lady Shao.

With the Marquis's pursuit, the Li Feng Society group could be restrained, making it easier for Lin Feng to benefit from the situation.

Lin Feng sensed that the crystal he left with Zhu Yi had not been exposed and was still clearly indicating Zhu Yi's position. The Li Feng Society group had already taken Zhu Yi away from the old temple and was moving eastward toward the mountains.

Lin Feng followed them from a distance. After some time, he sensed the marks he left on Xiao Yan and Xiaobudian and hurriedly found them.

Upon meeting, Lin Feng's brows immediately furrowed.

Xiaobudian was fine, but Xiao Yan's black clothes were torn in several places, and his breathing was unstable, clearly indicating he had just been in a fierce battle.

Lin Feng supported his shoulder, "Who did this?"

Xiao Yan smiled, "Master, don't worry, I didn't suffer much." He paused and continued, "It was a minor incident. My junior brother and I were wandering around the market in the capital when we saw a few ruffians bullying a woman, so we decided to intervene."

"After teaching those ruffians a lesson, we were about to leave when a short-haired middle-aged man stopped us, demanding to know where we learned the Fudou Myo-o technique. He was very aggressive and tried to capture me."

"He was very powerful, probably a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If it weren't for the city patrol, we would have had a hard time escaping." He added, "But the technique he used was also the Fudou Myo-o technique."

Xiaobudian suddenly said, "The man had short hair, and I saw several burn marks on his scalp."

Lin Feng didn't speak, but he already understood. The man, despite having hair, was likely a former monk from the Great Lei Yin Temple.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan's Fudou Myo-o technique didn't attract the attention of the Great Zhou authorities but instead drew the attention of Buddhist disciples.

"Your master is going to pursue your new junior brother, who has been kidnapped," Lin Feng nodded and said to Xiao Yan, "But this matter can't be left unresolved. Remember what he looks like, and we will settle this score in the future."

Xiao Yan nodded, and Xiaobudian laughed, "I'm going to have another senior brother?"

Lin Feng smiled and patted his head, "You brought this upon yourself."

...

In the forest east of Qingyang Mountain, the Li Feng Society group was rapidly advancing with Zhu Yi.

The leader, a man in black, touched the scar on his face and frowned, "Why hasn't Huiku joined us yet?"

The person beside him replied, "He hasn't. Let's not wait for him. He's always so unruly. What does it matter if he's from the Great Lei Yin Temple?"

Before the black-clad man could speak, a voice like a bell resounded through the forest, "It doesn't matter, but he's stronger than all of you."

As he spoke, a short-haired man in gray walked out of the dense forest. His face was gloomy, and the six prominent burn marks on his scalp were clearly visible.

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