Northern Divine Realm, a small border town.
This place is home to many magic crystal veins and is also the area with the densest poisonous fog. It is full of opportunities, but also hides deadly dangers. Various tribes usually send warriors who have made mistakes here to mine magic crystal veins. It is rumored that once someone is exiled here, there is no possibility of returning to their tribe. They can only serve as slaves until they die of old age.
Luo Ning stared at the endless yellow sand, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.
These yellow sands are a natural phenomenon caused by the condensation of poisonous fog. They are ubiquitous, penetrating everywhere from the nasal cavity to the pores. Once they enter a martial artist's body, they can either slow down their cultivation or damage their meridians, eventually rendering them useless.
An elder of the Luo clan brought him here, and was preparing to venture deeper into the mining city when a bolt of spiritual energy suddenly flew from afar, piercing directly between the elder's eyebrows.
Luo Ning's pupils contracted.
He had a handle on this elder and wanted to get him to secretly let him go, but little did he know that Lin Feng had already seen through his intentions.
Feng Yushang's figure appeared in front.
She glanced indifferently at the corpse on the ground and said to the guards watching over the mine, "What kind of work are you guards doing? Didn't you know someone had infiltrated?"
"Leaving this corpse here is bad luck, move it immediately!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Feng is right. We didn't see clearly and thought they were members of some clan."
A member of the Lin clan with a slick, oily complexion stepped forward. He knew perfectly well that the dead man was Elder Luo, but this Miss Feng was His Highness's confidante, and compared to an insignificant elder, he had to listen to her.
The Lin clan members summoned several martial artists and reprimanded them, saying, "Didn't you hear what Miss Feng said? This person is an outsider, quickly carry him out and bury him... No, don't bury him, just destroy the evidence. Burying such a thief here would be bad for the feng shui!"
"Elder Xuan is right!"
The others dared not say anything and stepped forward one after another.
After disposing of the body, Lin Feng slowly revealed himself.
"Your Highness."
Feng Yushang said with a smile, "We received news from the Luo family that everything has been dealt with. None of Luo Ning's cronies have survived; they have all been executed."
"You did a good job."
Lin Feng smiled and nodded, "I heard that the mines your Feng Clan is about to run out of water. What do you think of my mining city? Why don't you send two of your Feng Clan elders to help supervise it, so that Lin Xuan won't try to cheat?"
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Feng Yushang was overjoyed.
Guarding the mining town is a lucrative job! The number of top-quality magic crystals produced each year is countless. You can secretly take a few hundred or a thousand without anyone knowing or blaming you.
As expected, the Feng family's choice was correct.
Lin Feng smiled.
A clear system of rewards and punishments is essential to ensure subordinates' unwavering loyalty.
He slowly walked towards Luo Ning, and Feng Yushang wisely did not follow.
Luo Ning, an insignificant second young master, could be targeted so aggressively by His Highness, so he must have some secrets.
As her subordinate, the last thing she should know is all sorts of secrets. She should keep her ears shut and not listen to what she shouldn't hear.
"Lin Feng..."
Luo Ning glared at him hatefully.
"You won."
"You and I are both reborn, aren't we?"
"A reborn person?"
Lin Feng shook his head and chuckled.
"No, no, no, I'm just a lucky person who got a great opportunity by chance."
Luo Ning sneered, and in that sneer, he seemed to have acquired some of the air of his past life.
"What a lucky guy. Luck is also a part of strength. I was outmaneuvered and am willing to accept my fate. But I still don't understand why you're targeting me. Is it because I stole the Chaos Scripture? Or is there some other reason?"
"The Ancient Scripture of Chaos? Oh, are you referring to that fake one you're practicing?"
Lin Feng picked at his ear and said casually.
"A fake?!"
Luo Ning's eyes widened. "No wonder, no wonder I was backfired by my own cultivation. But... I cultivated the Chaos Ancient Scripture in my previous life, how could I not recognize that it was a fake? What exactly did you do?"
"Besides, how could there be any fakes among the Emperor's relics?"
He fell into deep doubt.
"I forgot to tell you, the Nine Heavens Demonic Hand Technique is also a fake. And the cultivation technique your brother Luo Haoqun took from my Lin family is also a fake. He even cultivated the Chaos Ancient Scripture, which is a fake just like yours. Otherwise, why do you think his cultivation level increased so quickly? It was just a little trick I played to control him."
"As for your other questions... I don't need to explain them. There's no point in explaining these things to a dying person, is there?"
The demonic energy gripped Luo Ning's throat, and his eyes widened, filled with resentment and malice.
"You...can't kill me..."
Bang!
His physical body turned into a cloud of blood mist, but Luo Ning's soul escaped to a distant place. Having lived two lives, the strength of his soul was incomparable to that of ordinary people. Although Lin Feng and Feng Yushang could easily crush him in terms of cultivation, if it were a simple contest of soul power, neither of them would be his match.
But just as Luo Ning was full of confidence, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
An old man's spirit descended from the sky, its power and terrifying pressure far surpassing his own!
Elder Xue suddenly stretched out his hand, and with his powerful spiritual energy, he instantly crushed Luo Ning's spiritual energy to nothing!
[Luo Ning, the protagonist of the Northern Divine Realm, has died. Reward: Fate Points!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have triggered a hidden reward—the Cursed Soul. Would you like to fuse with it?]
"What is this thing? It looks very ominous."
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.
The system gave a brief explanation: this was indeed an unlucky thing, but it was aimed at other people. As long as Lin Feng fused with this wisp of divine soul, if anyone in this world intended to harm him, that person would immediately be cursed by the Heavenly Dao, and misfortune would soon happen around them. At best, they would trip and fall while walking; at worst, they would be struck by lightning.
"This is a great thing!"
Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
"System, this thing should originate from Luo Ning's resentment towards me, right? Are you sure there's no Luo Ning consciousness in this wisp of soul?"
[Reporting to the host, Luo Ning's consciousness dissipated into time when his soul was scattered. After you merged with the evil curse soul, this wisp of soul will automatically become part of your own soul, and there will be absolutely no hidden dangers.]
"good!"
After merging with the divine soul, Lin Feng immediately went to Feng Yushang and said with a smile, "Try using your charm on me now."
"Um?"
Feng Yushang was puzzled, but she still followed Lin Feng's instructions and cast the spell. However, before she could cast it, thick thunderclouds gathered in the sky above her head.
"boom--!"
A thunderbolt struck behind Feng Yushang, startling her so much that she immediately stopped channeling her demonic energy.
Lin Feng laughed heartily and patted her on the shoulder.
"Let's go, Hui people!"
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