Chapter 363: Wuyashan
If you want to fight, I'll oblige. If not, then get lost.
Lin Feng stood in the void, his sharp gaze fixed on the man. "You doubt my strength? Then fight. Bet—bet whether Lin Feng still has the power to fight."
The man glanced at Lin Feng, then at Duan Xinye, and quickly made a decision. No matter what happened now, Leng Yue was already dead, killed by Lin Feng. He couldn't change that.
If he fought Lin Feng now, and Lin Feng truly still possessed terrifying combat power, Lin Feng probably wouldn't let him off. But if Lin Feng was bluffing, already at the end of his rope, could he really kill Lin Feng? Could he truly disregard Princess Duan Xinye and kill Lin Feng?
Besides, don't forget, Lin Feng was also one of Duan Wuya's people. She Qiong, if she had enough strength, could make a move, but he couldn't. Otherwise, he'd just be a scapegoat.
So, he quickly decided to back down. "Lin Feng, you'll regret this later."
"We'll meet again," the man said coldly to Lin Feng, then his figure flickered and vanished in an instant, leaving the crowd's eyes frozen.
She Qiong, Leng Yue, and the man—three powerful Mysterious Martial Realm experts—had wanted to cripple Lin Feng, even kill him. But the outcome was that She Qiong and the man left, and Leng Yue died.
They finally realized that the young man Duan Xinye had taken a liking to was no simpleton. His talent was far more terrifying than they had imagined.
Lin Feng's gaze swept coldly over the crowd below. The people's hearts tightened, and they tremblingly left, soon disappearing entirely.
Only then did Lin Feng's body descend from the void to the ground. He let out a long breath of turbid air, his eyes no longer sharp but filled with exhaustion.
Tired. At this moment, Lin Feng was very tired.
The Netherworld Black Lotus, condensed from Yang Fire True Yuan, had been used twice. The first time, he had thrown it out, draining all his True Yuan. The second time had also consumed a massive amount. Lin Feng felt he could barely hold on. If that man at the Second Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm truly wanted to fight him, Lin Feng would have no chance of winning. That man's blade was even more terrifying than Leng Yue's.
"Lin Feng." Duan Xinye came to Lin Feng's side, seeing his slightly pale face. A trace of worry and guilt flickered in her beautiful eyes. It was all because of her that Lin Feng had ended up like this.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Lin Feng gave Duan Xinye a gentle smile, which brought a hint of touching emotion to her eyes as she looked at him with a touch of resentment.
"Don't fly anymore. Let me escort you out," Duan Xinye said to Lin Feng. Lin Feng nodded slightly. "Alright. It's a good chance to stroll through the Imperial Palace."
The Imperial Palace was vast and boundless. It housed seven thousand two hundred residential palaces and three thousand six hundred assembly halls, with countless ordinary halls. Countless people lived there, and there were even over four hundred large and small mountain ranges and three hundred rivers. The entire Imperial Palace was like a world unto itself.
Yet, despite this, the Imperial Palace was very quiet. In the pleasant landscape of mountains and waters, by lakes and corridors, beside high mountains and rivers, one could occasionally see people strolling about. Of course, in the martial arts arenas they passed by, Lin Feng could see some people sparring and fighting, testing their strength. Some were mock battles, others real fights.
Many people were shocked to see Duan Xinye. Duan Xinye was actually with a young man, and her watery eyes seemed to carry tenderness.
This news immediately stirred up no small waves within the Imperial Palace.
Lin Feng took note of all this.
"Lin Feng, look over there. That's Wuyashan. My second imperial brother lives there."
At that moment, Duan Xinye pointed to a mountainous area with beautiful scenery. At the foot of the mountain was a stretch of lush green, with a winding river flowing down, very beautiful.
On the uneven mountain stood several palaces, as well as a huge open space suspended in the air. Beside this open space, a hanging waterfall cascaded down, adding a touch of grandeur to the beauty.
"What a great place."
Lin Feng exclaimed in admiration. He had originally thought the Imperial Palace was entirely composed of majestic, towering palace buildings, vast and boundless. But only as he strolled through it did he truly appreciate the charm of the Imperial Palace. Living here was indeed a pleasure, especially in places like those where Duan Wuya and Duan Xinye lived. They were all very beautiful. Duan Wuya had a mountain range as his palace, while Duan Xinye lived in a forest by a stream.
"It is a great place, but I might not get to see this scenery anymore," Duan Xinye said with a hint of loneliness in her voice. But then she smiled again. What did it matter? As long as Lin Feng was there, that was enough.
Just then, Duan Xinye felt a hand brush against her arm, and then a warm, large hand grasped hers.
Her body trembled slightly. Duan Xinye looked at Lin Feng, who was staring straight ahead with a faint smile on his face.
A smile also appeared on Duan Xinye's face as she looked ahead. Her smile was exceptionally bright. Duan Xinye's little hand even began to swing Lin Feng's arm.
The sunlight shone on the two of them—the handsome, carefree young man and the noble yet innocent beauty, with the waterfall and river as a backdrop, creating a beautiful picture.
A gentle smile lingered on Lin Feng's face. Duan Xinye was taking him for a stroll through the Imperial Palace. This way, everyone would know about their relationship. The pressure Duan Xinye would have to bear was unimaginable. A young girl, and a noble princess at that, but for his sake, Lin Feng, she could abandon her noble status, her home, her reputation, and follow him.
Such an infatuated, somewhat foolish princess—could Lin Feng bear to let her down?
At that moment, on the distant mountain palace, by the waterfall, two figures appeared. They were also a handsome young man and a beautiful young girl.
"Hmm?" The two of them also saw Lin Feng and Duan Xinye, and their gazes froze.
"What a beautiful girl," the young man said, looking at Duan Xinye. Her noble aura was like a lotus in an empty valley, and the brilliant smile on her face was very beautiful.
His junior sister beside him was already a stunning beauty, but compared to Duan Xinye, she seemed a bit lacking.
Then, the young man's gaze slowly shifted to Lin Feng. He found that Lin Feng looked somewhat familiar.
"Junior sister, have we seen him somewhere before?"
The young man's brow furrowed slightly as he spoke.
The girl had first noticed Duan Xinye and hadn't paid much attention to Lin Feng. Duan Xinye was very beautiful, which made her feel a bit uncomfortable, especially after seeing her senior brother's gaze.
Hearing the young man's words, the girl also looked at Lin Feng. He did seem somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite recall where.
"Screech!"
In the void, a demonic hunting eagle let out a fierce cry, swooping down and landing on the young man's shoulder.
Attracted by the eagle's cry, Lin Feng and Duan Xinye looked up toward the open space by the waterfall. Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a dazzling gleam flashed in his gaze.
"It's him!"
A sharp look appeared in Lin Feng's eyes as he stared at the young man. Although he had never met him before, based on the two figures and that demonic eagle, he had already recognized him.
That day, when he was returning from Tianluo Ancient City to Yangzhou City, just before entering the city, two figures had ridden a demonic eagle and swept over his head. They had then arrived at Yangzhou City, destroyed the statues of him and Liu Canglan, and killed dozens of soldiers from Yangzhou City. They were overbearing and cold.
And they had left a message: if Lin Feng wanted revenge, he should come to the Imperial City to find them.
Lin Feng still clearly remembered his name: Ling Tian.
"Hmm?" Ling Tian noticed the sharpness in Lin Feng's eyes, which even carried a hint of killing intent. This made him frown even more.
Ling Tian was certain he had never seen Lin Feng before, but he looked familiar. Perhaps the occasional glimpse of a statue had long been forgotten in some corner of his mind.
"Brother Ling Tian, what's wrong?"
At that moment, on the open space by the waterfall, a gentle voice sounded from behind Ling Tian. Then Duan Wuya's figure also appeared at the edge of the open space, looking at the two figures in the distance.
It was his sister Duan Xinye and Lin Feng.
At this moment, there seemed to be something off between Lin Feng and Ling Tian...