Chapter 334: Burn to Death
Lin Feng's figure slowly walked toward the ancient castle where the people of the Star System resided in the Heavenly One Academy.
At this moment, his hair was slightly disheveled, with a few scorch marks on his body and even a faint unpleasant smell of sweat, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance.
But Lin Feng's eyes were still as clean and deep as ever, carrying a hint of unfathomable meaning.
"Lin Feng." At that moment, a slightly excited voice rang out. Lin Feng looked up and saw a man walking toward him with a smile on his face.
"Is there something?" Lin Feng looked at the other person. He had no memory of this man in his mind; clearly, he didn't know him.
"Nothing much. I just wanted to ask you for advice—how did you cultivate your cultivation base? You're so young, yet your cultivation is terrifyingly high."
The man asked with a smile, but Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly. However, a smile also appeared on his face.
"Close your eyes," Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Hmm?" The man's eyes flickered, not understanding Lin Feng's intention.
"Close your eyes, and I'll tell you how I cultivated," Lin Feng said gently, still smiling.
The other person seemed to ponder for a moment, then smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright."
With that, he slowly closed his eyes.
But the moment his eyes shut, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out. The man with closed eyes abruptly retreated, and terrifying true essence swirled around his body, dazzlingly bright.
This scene caused the hearts of the onlookers nearby to tremble violently. Another Mysterious Martial Realm expert—when had Mysterious Martial Realm experts become so common, appearing everywhere?
"Kill!"
A low shout rang out, the killing intent extremely sharp. The bloodthirsty dagger directly broke through the true essence defense, pierced into the opponent's heart, and shattered his internal organs.
The man opened his eyes, staring blankly at Lin Feng, revealing an expression of disbelief.
"You... how did you know?"
A hoarse voice emerged from the other's mouth, accompanied by the flow of crimson blood.
"You asked me for advice, but you maintained the same expression the entire time—a fake smile. Isn't that strange?" Lin Feng still held the dagger, speaking coldly. If the other person truly admired him and sought advice, his eyes would have shown some fluctuation; at the very least, he would have displayed some excitement upon seeing Lin Feng.
But the other's gaze held only one thing: a gentle smile, a false smile.
"Just based on that, you killed me?" The other still didn't believe it, staring at Lin Feng.
"Of course not. Your smile was fake to begin with, and while you were talking to me, there was even killing intent released behind me. Although that killing intent was well-concealed, perhaps accidentally leaked, it was enough reason for me to kill you," Lin Feng said coldly. As his words fell, a fierce aura instantly enveloped his body from behind, oppressive and terrifying.
Lin Feng twisted the dagger, and a burst of flame energy immediately surged out, burning the other's internal organs to ashes. At the same time, his body spun around abruptly.
A spear of true essence, transformed into a venomous dragon, thrust fiercely toward him. Another Mysterious Martial Realm expert.
This made Lin Feng sigh inwardly. What level of cultivation you have determines the kind of people you encounter. When he was at the low-level Spirit Martial Realm, Mysterious Martial Realm experts were lofty and rarely encountered. But now that his strength had reached the Mysterious Martial Realm, he found Mysterious Martial Realm experts appearing around him constantly.
"An assassin who can't even control his killing intent is destined to be a failed assassin."
Lin Feng's body drifted backward, and a cold voice emerged from his mouth. It was precisely that trace of killing intent from the other that had exposed them; otherwise, he wouldn't have directly killed the previous man.
If he hadn't acted, the other would have struck first. Then, with two Mysterious Martial Realm experts attacking from front and back, it would have posed a real threat to him.
But now, facing a single First Layer of Profound Martial Realm expert head-on, Lin Feng didn't care at all.
Seeing his attack fail, not even touching Lin Feng, the assassin's true essence spear vanished instantly. He turned around and fled directly.
Those who practiced assassination techniques might have weaker frontal combat abilities. If the strike didn't hit, they immediately retreated—that was the assassin's rule. If he stayed here, he couldn't kill Lin Feng and might even attract the experts of the Heavenly One Academy.
"Trying to leave?" Lin Feng smiled coldly, stepping forward swiftly. In his hand, a sword of true essence took shape, its sword energy soaring to the sky.
"Stay!" A furious shout rang out. Lin Feng's sword slashed down from the sky, the true essence of the sword spitting out radiance, striking at the other.
Feeling the sharp sword intent rushing toward him, the man's face stiffened. He turned around, and powerful true essence surged out, blasting toward Lin Feng's sword.
But this hastily gathered true essence instantly collapsed, dissipating into the air. However, he himself used the force of the rebound to descend rapidly.
"Kill!" A domineering roar rumbled like thunder. Lin Feng descended with his sword, dazzling like the sun, stinging people's eyes.
Watching Lin Feng's sword, the crowd felt as if they were seeing the light of the sun—unstoppable.
The assassin's expression changed drastically. He gathered true essence to defend, but the dazzling sword cut through everything, unstoppable. The enraged Lin Feng was impossible to block.
"Chi, chi..."
The sound of the sword blade cutting through flesh rang out. As the brilliant sunlight fell, blood sprayed through the air. In that space, a corpse was covered in flames, burning fiercely. In just a moment, it vanished without a trace, reduced to ashes under the fire.
Lin Feng's sword not only contained the light of the sun but also carried the terrifying flames of the blazing sun, burning everything.
"What a terrifying sword."
The surrounding crowd was left breathless. This was Lin Feng—too powerful. A Mysterious Martial Realm expert, utterly vulnerable. This was something they wouldn't dare to imagine even in their dreams.
To them, Mysterious Martial Realm experts were lofty existences, the ones they aspired to and pursued. But everything Lin Feng did overturned their thinking. One sword strike, and he killed a Mysterious Martial Realm expert.
In just a brief moment, two Mysterious Martial Realm assassins who tried to kill Lin Feng were dead.
They didn't even have a chance to speak before they were slain on the spot. This was the price of assassinating Lin Feng—the price of blood.
Looking at the burned corpse, Lin Feng's gaze was cold, carrying a hint of icy killing intent.
Last time, he had been surrounded and attacked by two Mysterious Martial Realm experts, suffering serious injuries that took considerable time to recover. Not long after, two more Mysterious Martial Realm experts came to kill him.
Aside from those few prominent young masters, he couldn't think of anyone else who could casually send out Mysterious Martial Realm experts to kill people.
"Yu Tianxing!" A cold expression appeared on Lin Feng's face as he murmured to himself. Being able to confirm that Yu Tianxing was one of those who had tried to assassinate him was enough.
Turning around, Lin Feng lifted his foot and stepped into the ancient castle, returning to his residence.
Yi Xue, who was in the courtyard, was startled by Lin Feng's appearance. He looked somewhat disheveled, with a hint of scorched earth aura.
"Young master, I'll prepare hot water for you," Yi Xue said and ran toward the bathhouse. Being clever, she naturally understood what needed to be done.
"No need for hot water. Just get cold water," Lin Feng instructed Yi Xue. He really needed a bath urgently.
"Alright," Yi Xue replied without looking back, running straight into the bathhouse.
"What happened?" Meng Qing pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing Lin Feng's state, she asked.
"Nothing. I did it to myself while cultivating," Lin Feng said casually, waving his hand dismissively. He lifted his foot and walked toward Meng Qing's room.
"Oh," Meng Qing responded, then closed the door, causing Lin Feng's steps to halt. He stood still, a bitter smile on his face.
He was a bit frustrated. Clearly, Meng Qing liked him—they had even kissed last time—so why was she still so cold? This iceberg was really hard to melt.
"Hmph." A cold snort sounded beside Lin Feng. He saw Lan Jiao leaning against a stone chair, revealing a smug expression, as if she were gloating.
Lin Feng looked at Lan Jiao. She didn't avoid his gaze, staring back at him without backing down.
But then, Lin Feng shook his head without saying a word and walked straight toward the bathhouse.
This scene made Lan Jiao's gaze freeze. She gritted her teeth and stomped her foot hard.
She used to be such a proud person, but ever since she started following Lin Feng, she had been humiliated everywhere. This despicable bastard!
PS: The brothers aren't giving it their all today...