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"You're so naive!" After hearing Ziren's words, Lingfeng was even more furious and shouted, "Do you really think you and I can kill a Demon Cultivator at the Magic Control Stage? Are you dreaming? The expert who was by my side left a long time ago. Do you expect me to go find him?"
Ziren scoffed and fell silent.
"But what about my grandfather?" Mei cried out.
Lingfeng was already in a state of confusion and couldn't think of any good solutions, only feeling frustrated as he looked on.
Ziren glanced at Lingfeng and Mei before quickly heading outside.
"What are you doing?" Lingfeng called out.
"I'm going to the White Jade Escort Agency. Bai Lian is the one I killed!" There was a sense of righteousness in his tone.
"Uncle Ziren, please don't make things worse. Are you really going to throw your life away?" Lingfeng said with a choked voice.
Mei also stopped crying and after a moment, slowly said, "I want to go to the White Jade Escort Agency. Just being able to see my grandfather is worth dying for!"
Lingfeng and Ziren were both taken aback and hurried to persuade her, "As long as you're alive, there's nothing that can't be resolved. Why seek your own death?"
Mei fell silent for a while, then emotionally replied, "In this world, my grandfather is my only family. Even if I die, I want to be with him!"
"But have you thought about it? Even if you and your grandfather die together, what about the people who are still alive?" Lingfeng countered.
"The people who are still alive?" Mei's gaze suddenly became vacant as she murmured, "What other living people are there? I have nothing left!"
"Don't forget about me!" Lingfeng and Ziren said in unison, glancing at each other.
Mei was taken aback, looking at the two of them, and stopped crying.
"Yes, we are here for you. We are your friends, your family!" Lingfeng continued.
Mei felt a wave of emotion but remained silent.
"Ziren, are you speaking from your heart?" Mei asked again.
Ziren hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding.
Although Lingfeng felt a pang of jealousy, he was also very happy. After all, if Ziren could be with Mei in the future, she would be much safer. Moreover, Lingfeng had feelings for Enchanting and feared that two strong personalities could not coexist.
Previously, Lingfeng's affection for Mei was merely the behavior of a playboy. Although he liked her to some extent, it paled in comparison to his love for Enchanting.
Over time, Lingfeng had also noticed that Mei had developed feelings for Ziren. It was just the right opportunity for him to step back, benefiting both his public and private interests.
"This is the antidote to the Heartstopper Pill!" Lingfeng took out the antidote from Xuanji and placed it in front of Ziren.
Ziren was momentarily stunned, looking at Lingfeng in confusion.
Lingfeng smiled and said, "You've done well so far; you can receive the antidote early. In the future, I hope you can treat Mei better!"
Ziren saw Lingfeng's sincerity and smiled, nodding.
"Mei, you don't need to worry about your grandfather. Those who are ruthless enjoy causing others immense sorrow. As long as you are not caught by the White Jade Escort Agency, your grandfather will be fine!" Lingfeng said to Mei.
Mei looked at Lingfeng in confusion, her expression puzzled.
"If White Phoenix Mountain sees that piece of torn cloth, he will definitely suspect you and will come to the Herb Hall to capture you immediately. But since so much time has passed and White Phoenix Mountain has already returned to the White Jade Escort Agency, the fact that he hasn't come to capture anyone means he hasn't discovered the torn cloth. However, if you walk into a trap, White Phoenix Mountain might very well kill your grandfather in front of you, making you experience the same pain. So, you cannot walk into a trap!"
Just moments ago, Lingfeng had been extremely anxious and hadn't thought of this point. Now that Lingfeng's mood had calmed down, this thought suddenly came to mind.
Mei seemed to have an epiphany and began to smile happily.
"From now on, take good care of Mei!" Lingfeng looked at Ziren as if it were a last wish.
"What does this mean?" Both Ziren and Mei asked in confusion.
Lingfeng looked up at the sky and murmured, "The matters here have come to a temporary conclusion; next, I must seek out the Demon Lord Reincarnation!"
"A person's strength is always limited. Since you're leaving, I'll accompany you!" Ziren said without hesitation after taking the antidote.
Lingfeng smiled, pleased with Ziren's change. He patted Ziren's shoulder like a brother and softly said, "Mei needs you, and I need you to protect Mei." Then he added seriously, "If anything happens to Mei in the future, I won't spare you!"
Ziren finally showed a smile, revealing a rare shyness.
"At your age, I wonder if you can still manage!" Lingfeng whispered in Ziren's ear.
Ziren was taken aback, glancing at Lingfeng and then at Mei, confidently stating, "I've been practicing body-strengthening techniques since I started, and I've already reached a level that ordinary people cannot attain. My skills are as sharp as ever!"
Mei stared blankly at the two flirtatious men, confused by their conversation. Finally unable to hold back, she asked, "What are you two talking about? It's all so vague; I'm really lost!"
Lingfeng sighed, turned to walk towards the door, and as he walked away without looking back, he waved his hand and said somewhat sadly, "You'll understand in the future!"
This left the two behind with lingering gazes.
After leaving Herb Hall, Lingfeng did not continue on his way. Instead, he stood at a crossroads, hesitating.
It wasn't that Lingfeng didn't know which path to take; it was because one path led deep into the Demon Subduing Continent while the other led to the Demon Suppression Sect.
As Ziren had pointed out, Lingfeng was alone, and his strength was indeed limited. Meanwhile, the White Jade Escort Agency had mobilized its branches and invested heavily in searching for the Demon Lord Reincarnation.
Lingfeng gazed longingly towards the direction of the Demon Suppression Sect, sighed deeply, and after a long moment smiled and said, "Making a round trip will take dozens of days. It seems I need to find a place to write a letter to the Demon Suppression Sect; it looks like I'll really have to walk this path on my own!" With that, he adjusted his gear and strode purposefully towards the depths of the Demon Subduing Continent.
The Demon Subduing Continent is divided into three parts: East, West, and Central. The Eastern Province is where the Demon Suppression Mountain is located; the State Government is in Central State; while the Western Province leads to Sumeru State. The remaining directions are boundless wastelands.
After several days of travel, Lingfeng approached the borders of Central State.
Upon arriving in a village, Lingfeng found it desolate and miserable. Although it was broad daylight, there was a dimness that lacked vitality.
Lingfeng felt a sense of caution as he gently grasped the Connecting Rod in his hand and stepped inside.
The village seemed to be quite impoverished, with fallen leaves covering the roads, indicating that it had not been cleaned for a long time. The houses on both sides were low straw huts, and the Straw on top had become soft and worn, clearly weathered by time.
"Strange, this is clearly a village, yet there is not a hint of vitality!" Lingfeng observed his surroundings warily, his brow furrowed.
Finally reaching the center of the village, Lingfeng suddenly felt that someone was watching him. Quietly activating Follow the Wind Field, Lingfeng pinpointed the person's location. He feigned a move and vanished from sight.
In reality, Lingfeng was not particularly fast. To an ordinary person, it seemed as if he had simply disappeared.
At that moment, Lingfeng had already arrived behind the person and lightly placed his right hand on their shoulder.
"Ah," the person was startled and swung their right hand wildly, revealing a Sickle that flew straight toward Lingfeng's face.
Lingfeng was puzzled; this person exuded only an ordinary aura and lacked any Killing Intent. It seemed they were afraid of something—why then did they attack him?
Naturally, Lingfeng would not take an ordinary person's attack seriously. He simply removed his right hand from the person's shoulder and grasped the handle of the Sickle.
The person, with disheveled hair and weary eyes, showed a look of shock upon realizing that Lingfeng was no ordinary individual, resembling a madman in their expression.
"Why did you attack me?" Lingfeng asked in a tone that was not very harsh.
The person seemed to hear the sound of a decree falling to the ground and hurriedly knelt down, bowing repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, mumbling, "Spare me, immortal! Spare me!"
"Please get up quickly!" Lingfeng was also surprised and hurriedly helped the man to his feet.
"May I ask, sir, where is this place, and why are you so afraid of me?" Seeing that the man was still in shock, Lingfeng asked kindly.
The man looked at Lingfeng with lingering fear and questioned, "Aren't you a ghost?"
Lingfeng couldn't help but laugh, thinking that while he was disguised as a man and might resemble a monster, without makeup he was just a handsome guy. He wondered why this person called him a monster and replied, "This is White Dove; there are no ghosts here. I'm just passing through and came here hoping to ask for a bowl of water. However, I found this place to be lifeless and felt something was off, which is why I came in!"
Upon hearing this, the man let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground dejectedly. "You shouldn't have come here!" he said, almost in tears.
Lingfeng was naturally an adventurous person, and hearing the man's warning made him even more curious. He asked, "Why shouldn't I be here?"
The man sighed again and said, "This village is called Qingshui Village. For many years we have lived a self-sufficient life. Although we are not wealthy, we never had to worry about food or drink. The whole village was harmonious and joyful."
"That's strange!" Lingfeng looked around at the desolation; it didn't seem harmonious at all. He thought it could barely be described as such. "This village doesn't look like what you described!"
"Listen to me!" The man sighed deeply again and spoke sorrowfully. "It used to be like that, but this year a madwoman came here, wearing a black cloak even in the heat. No one knows what she is doing, and no one has seen her true face."
"After she arrived, although she didn't do anything or speak, she kept digging things up in the village. At first, we didn't pay much attention; we thought she was just a madwoman and that she would leave eventually."
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