Chapter 220: Golden Rain Filling the Sky
"Three Alpaca Freaks, truly the epitome of lechery."
Just as Purple Garment was about to make a move, an indifferent voice sounded. Then, a young man dressed in golden clothes walked in from outside the thatched hut.
Although thunder and rain raged outside, this young man was richly dressed, barely touched by the rain, and his entire body was fresh and clean. His face was fair and handsome, and he carried a folding fan in his hand, with a long sword slung across his back, exuding an air of elegance.
"Three Alpaca Freaks."
Upon hearing this name, the two women, Purple Garment and Purple Spirit, changed color. So it was these three bastards. No wonder they were so lecherous and unrestrained. These three brothers were notorious in the area around Purple Gold Mountain for their lust, having defiled many young women, and their methods were cruel, with a fondness for abuse.
If the two of them fell into their hands, the consequences... were simply unimaginable.
"Who are you?"
The Three Alpaca Freaks turned their gazes at the young man, staring coldly at him.
"Taking advantage of Purple Qiong's wedding, you three have been hunting here, harming quite a few women, haven't you?" The young man lifted his foot and stepped forward, crouching down in front of Lin Feng. He waved his folding fan, making the fire burn even brighter.
"You're a man too. Seeing two beauties being humiliated, how can you remain unmoved?"
The golden-clothed young man wore a gentle smile on his face, speaking indifferently to Lin Feng, but his tone carried a hint of arrogance and condescension.
Lin Feng raised his eyes and looked at the young man. He was about the same age, with a flashy handsomeness on his face and a certain nobility about him. It was clear at a glance that he was from a prestigious family, arrogant and self-important.
Although the golden-clothed young man's words were gentle, they undoubtedly carried a sting, subtly mocking Lin Feng.
Without refuting him, Lin Feng continued tending the fire, his expression blank. However, he felt no goodwill toward the young man. If you want to show off, why must you belittle others to elevate yourself?
"What we three do has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to stir up trouble, you'd better leave this hut."
The third of the Three Alpaca Freaks said coldly, staring at the young man. Seeing that he showed no regard for them at all, they also felt a hint of wariness.
The golden-clothed young man glanced at them lightly, a sarcastic smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"The Three Alpaca Freaks have a notorious reputation. Over thirty years old, they don't cultivate martial arts and spend their days ruining women. The eldest is at the Fourth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, while the second and third are both at the Third Layer of Spirit Martial Realm. In this life, they'll probably only ever be rats."
The eyes of the three men narrowed, staring at the golden-clothed young man with venomous glints.
"You're meddling in our affairs. Could it be that you've taken a fancy to these two beauties and want to play the hero saving the damsel?"
"Who doesn't love a beauty? I'm just an ordinary mortal, so I can't escape that either. If there's a chance to be a hero saving a damsel, I'm naturally willing."
The golden-clothed young man's handsome eyes glanced at Purple Garment and Purple Spirit, carrying a faint, gentle smile. He nodded slightly, causing Purple Garment and Purple Spirit's hearts to flutter a little. What a handsome young man. I wonder how strong he is.
"In that case, don't blame us three brothers for being ruthless."
Two of the Three Alpaca Freaks slowly stepped forward, walking toward the golden-clothed young man. Suddenly, they launched a surprise attack, both lunging at him at the same time.
Purple Garment and Purple Spirit watched their movements closely, then shifted their gazes to the golden-clothed young man to see how he would handle it.
Just then, the third of the Three Alpaca Freaks stomped hard on the ground. His body suddenly veered, lunging toward Purple Spirit, as if premeditated. Fast—so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of her.
"Watch out!" Purple Garment saw the third's sharp claws reaching for Purple Spirit and her face turned pale. Purple Spirit had only just stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm and was no match for him.
At that moment, Lin Feng, who had been sitting calmly, raised his eyes. A sharp, icy glint flashed like a sword. His hand was about to rise.
But just as his hand lifted, a golden sword light scattered down like golden rain filling the sky—dazzling, brilliant, and incredibly splendid.
This sword light was graceful, carrying a noble golden radiance, enveloping the body of the third Alpaca Freak. Then, a scream rang out. The third's body fell straight to the ground, instantly lifeless, covered in countless wounds from the golden rain.
Purple Spirit's eyes widened, her heart still pounding from the tension. That was close.
And this sword—so beautiful.
Purple Garment's eyes also froze, staring at the corpse on the ground. Not only the third who had ambushed them, but the second who had attacked the young man was also lying on the ground, his body riddled with sword holes.
The young man's sword was too fast—so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up, yet he had already killed two in succession.
"Such strong strength, and a sword cultivator at that."
Purple Garment looked at the young man with a hint of admiration in her eyes. Extraordinarily handsome, and his strength was equally extraordinary, enough to captivate anyone.
"Golden Rain Sword, Golden Rain Filling the Sky. You're Lin Haojie!"
The eldest of the Three Alpaca Freaks stared, his eyes filled with deep wariness.
"Golden Rain Swordsman Lin Haojie. It's him."
Purple Garment and Purple Spirit were slightly startled by the name. Lin Haojie was very famous in this area. He was a good friend of Purple Qiong, the young master of Purple Mansion on Purple Gold Mountain. Young as he was, he had already reached the Fourth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm. And because he was a sword cultivator, he could easily kill others at the same level, making him a rare young talent.
"I've offended you today. Farewell."
The eldest Alpaca Freak trembled slightly and quickly dashed toward the door of the thatched hut, moving at incredible speed.
But Lin Haojie's sword was faster.
Golden rain of swords fell, and the eldest Alpaca Freak collapsed at the door of the hut, lying prostrate and motionless.
Seeing the fallen body, a satisfied smile appeared on Lin Haojie's lips. His hand trembled, and the sword returned to its sheath, the movement fluid and elegant.
"Are you two beauties also heading to Purple Gold Mountain?"
Lin Haojie smiled warmly at Purple Garment and Purple Spirit, his handsome gaze adding even more charm.
"Yes." Purple Garment nodded, acting like a delicate, refined lady, her voice soft.
"It seems fate has brought us together. Meeting two beauties here is my, Lin Haojie's, fortune. But it's getting late now, and the rain has stopped, so I won't disturb your rest."
Lin Haojie said with a smile, then turned and strode away, still appearing as graceful as ever.
But when he reached the door of the hut, he paused slightly and added, "Two beauties with faces that could topple cities, staying here overnight—don't let some cowardly scoundrel take advantage of you and tarnish your reputations."
With that, Lin Haojie stepped out, and the three inside the hut heard the sound of horse hooves, indicating he had left.
As for the "cowardly scoundrel" he mentioned, it was naturally Lin Feng.
Watching the disappearing figure, Purple Garment and Purple Spirit both felt a sense of loss.
"Sister Purple Garment, we haven't thanked him yet."
Purple Spirit suddenly exclaimed softly, but Purple Garment shook her head slightly and said, "Do you think Lin Haojie looks like someone who cares about a thank you?"
"That's true." Purple Spirit nodded slightly.
"Now that's a true young talent. Unlike some people, who still wear a mask and dare not show their face." Purple Garment glanced at Lin Feng, who was sitting there, and sneered.
Lin Feng placed a wooden stick into the fire and said calmly, "He's not as good as you think."
"You have no right to slander him. If it weren't for him, not only would we two be in trouble, but do you think you could have escaped? I really don't understand why Father would let someone like you come with us."
Seeing Lin Feng slandering Lin Haojie, Purple Garment looked at him with disgust. She had already developed a hint of fondness for Lin Haojie.
"That's right, Lin Feng. You should be thanking Lin Haojie too."
Purple Spirit chimed in. Sword cultivators had always been her aspiration.
"I don't owe him anything, so why should I thank him? Not just me, but you two don't owe him anything either. Don't dwell on what just happened or feel grateful to him."
Lin Feng's voice remained calm. Based on Lin Haojie's performance just now, he might have seemed impressive to Purple Garment and the others, but Lin Feng could sense that Lin Haojie was frivolous in speech, arrogant, and had casually insulted him. Moreover, Lin Haojie, being full of himself, was also self-righteous.
"I don't know what to say about you. Both of you are named Lin, yet the gap is so huge. Today, you can go outside the hut."
Purple Garment, taking Lin Haojie's words to heart, wanted to drive Lin Feng out of the hut.
"Going outside the hut is no big deal, but I want to remind you: many times, what you see isn't necessarily the truth. Right now, I'll prove what I just said."
Lin Feng said this as he stood up, his gaze falling on the eldest Alpaca Freak lying on the ground. He said calmly, "How much longer are you going to pretend to be dead?"