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Chapter 159: Magenta's Murder
Lin Miaomiao carefully tended to Lin Feng, and soon, Lin Feng's injuries healed quickly, allowing him to fight again.
As night fell, Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao sat in the front yard, gazing at the bright moon above. The evening breeze blew gently, adding a touch of softness to the atmosphere. They began to chat.
Lin Miaomiao spoke first, "Lin Feng, your opponent tomorrow is me."
"Is it you?" Lin Feng's tone rose in surprise.
"Yes."
"How... how do we fight?"
Lin Feng was aware of the advantages of Lin Miaomiao's Ethereal Body. Her Vital Energy was inexhaustible, and Earth Qi could even heal her. To win, he would need to exert absolute pressure to suppress her quickly.
Suppression also implied a brutal beating. How could Lin Feng bring himself to hurt Lin Miaomiao?
Lin Miaomiao smiled playfully at Lin Feng and asked, "Have you thought of a strategy to deal with me?"
Lin Feng replied, "If you let me get within ten feet of you, you'll lose. But if that happens, you'll be badly hurt by me. That method doesn't seem good."
"The question is, can you even get within ten feet of me?" Lin Miaomiao challenged.
Lin Feng recalled the battle between Lin Miaomiao and Fire Ling'er, where she continuously unleashed Manifestation of Divine Powers. He sighed and said, "If you keep using Manifestation of Divine Powers, it will indeed be hard to approach you. I didn't expect you to be this strong."
"You're not too bad yourself," Lin Miaomiao chuckled.
At that moment, a Crimson Figure walked in. Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao turned to see Magenta, who had disappeared for several days. She wore an expression of indifference, even somewhat cold.
Lin Feng looked at Magenta, feeling guilty and unsure of how to greet her.
Lin Miaomiao, however, spoke up with familiarity, "Magenta, you're back?"
Magenta ignored both of them and walked straight into the noodle shop, then went upstairs to her room and closed the door.
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.
Lin Feng whispered, "Her cultivation hasn't been lost."
Lin Miaomiao nodded in agreement. "And it has even risen from the mid-stage of Fate to the late stage."
After these two statements, both fell silent, lost in thought. The fact that her cultivation had not only remained but improved could only mean one thing: Magenta had completed her dual cultivation fusion.
Yet from Magenta's earlier expression, it was clear she was not happy; in fact, she seemed somewhat disillusioned.
"What should we do?" Lin Miaomiao asked.
Lin Feng pondered for a moment before suggesting, "You usually talk to her more. Why don't you ask her what happened?"
"Alright."
Lin Miaomiao approached Magenta's door and gently knocked. "Magenta, it's me. Can I come in?"
There was no response from inside.
Lin Miaomiao confirmed that Magenta was indeed inside. She knocked again. "Magenta, can you let me in?"
After several pleas, Magenta finally opened the door and returned to the Soft Couch. She sat alone with her knees hugged to her chest, quietly leaning against the cold wall, her expression somewhat vacant.
Lin Miaomiao looked at Magenta, feeling a bit uneasy. She reached out her hand to hold Magenta's, but Magenta pulled away as if shocked.
"Magenta, what's wrong?" Lin Miaomiao asked, frowning.
There were many questions, but after a long silence, Lin Miaomiao could only walk out of Magenta's room with a worried expression.
Lin Feng was sitting downstairs when he saw Lin Miaomiao come down. He immediately turned his gaze towards her, only to see her shaking her head gravely. A sudden heaviness settled in Lin Feng's heart.
The two sat in the noodle shop below, both silent and lost in their thoughts.
Time passed without them noticing, until footsteps echoed from upstairs. Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao looked up to see Magenta coming down. Their faces lit up with joy as they quickly stood to greet her.
However, when Magenta reached the bottom of the stairs, she still wore a blank expression and did not say a word to them. Instead, she walked straight into the kitchen. Soon after, the sound of dough being kneaded filled the air.
When Magenta emerged again, she carried a bowl of noodles in each hand and placed them in front of Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao. Then, without uttering a single word, she turned and went back upstairs.
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao exchanged glances at the bowls of noodles before them, completely puzzled by what Magenta meant by this gesture.
"Do you think if we eat these noodles, she'll talk to us?" Lin Feng asked, looking at Miaomiao with confusion.
"Maybe," Lin Miaomiao replied uncertainly.
"Then... should we eat them?"
"I guess we have no choice but to eat them. After all, it's her kind intention."
Reaching a consensus, the two quickly finished the bowls of noodles in front of them. They ate so fast, consumed by their worries, that they hardly noticed the taste of the noodles.
After finishing their meal, both turned their gazes towards the staircase but saw no sign of Magenta appearing.
Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao sat downstairs, waiting for Magenta to appear again. After an hour had passed, footsteps echoed once more.
However, the footsteps did not come from upstairs; they originated from the front yard. Moreover, it was not just one person but two.
Two young men dressed in black brocade entered the noodle shop.
Upon seeing them, Lin Feng's expression changed in surprise. "It's you two?"
"Long time no see," Tu Lengran spoke up.
"I've wanted to kill you for a long time," Lin Qing said with a strange smile.
After entering, the two did not rush to attack but instead sat down at the table opposite Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao.
Lin Feng never expected that Lin Qing was still alive and had reached the later stage of Fate Realization. It seemed he had joined the demonic faction. Remembering some recent inexplicable events, Lin Feng said, "So it was you who plotted against Tang Jiner and murdered Sima Shangshan?"
"Your mind still works well."
Lin Qing let out a peculiar laugh as he looked at Lin Feng. "Unfortunately, you found out too late. There's one more thing you need to know. The bowl of noodles you just ate contained a poison that can imprison the Vital Energy of any Fate Realization cultivator for an hour, rendering them unable to use their Vital Energy."
Hearing this, Lin Feng immediately began to circulate his energy but felt that his Eight Extraordinary Meridians were filled with a greasy substance, preventing his Vital Energy from flowing freely.
He never expected such a peculiar poison existed.
At that moment, light footsteps sounded from upstairs as Magenta slowly descended the stairs.
Lin Feng looked at Magenta with confusion and asked, "Why?"
"You still have the nerve to ask why?"
"A stunning beauty like this, fainting on the street because of you. What could be more important to a woman than her life?"
"Of course, it's her virtue," Tu replied.
Lin Qing raised an eyebrow. He continued, "If I hadn't arrived in time, Miss Magenta would have been defiled by a beggar. Wouldn't her life have been ruined? What face would she have left to live in this world?"
"Enough!" Magenta shouted in anger. Those memories were her nightmares, the humiliations she had desperately wanted to forget but were still vividly etched in her mind.
Lin Feng understood the situation from those few words. He looked at Magenta, feeling an overwhelming sense of shame. "I'm sorry."
It turned out that the person Magenta was forced to cultivate with was Lin Qing.
"Lin Qing..." Lin Feng bit his teeth as he uttered those two words.
Lin Qing continued, "Miss Magenta, have you forgotten your hatred for this man? He ruined your life, took away your innocence in one night, leaving you to be claimed by a stranger like me."
"Don't you hate him? Have you forgotten that you wanted to kill him? Now is your best chance. Kill him and wash away the humiliation you've endured with his blood."
"I do want to kill him. I dream of killing him..."
Magenta pulled out a hairpin and walked step by step toward Lin Feng. The intense hatred on her face transformed her into someone unrecognizable, making her appear somewhat terrifying.
"I'm sorry, Magenta."
All Lin Feng could say was those three words. The fact that Magenta had fallen from a kind and gentle girl to such a tragic state was all because of him.
"Is saying sorry enough? I only asked you for one night. Why wouldn't you agree? I risked my life to save you, and yet you watched me die without lifting a finger. Lin Feng, you have such a cruel heart."
Lin Miaomiao looked at Magenta, who was filled with murderous intent. She stepped forward and said, "Sister Magenta, we were wrong. No matter what happens, we are friends, and we are willing to bear it together."
"Don't call me sister. You don't deserve it."
Magenta suddenly spoke sharply, then sneered, "The cat weeps for the mouse's false compassion. Tell me, I want Lin Feng to accompany me for a few nights. Are you willing?"
"This..." Lin Miaomiao was momentarily at a loss for words.
"If you can't do it, then don't make any promises."
Magenta wore a mocking expression. At that moment, she had already approached Lin Feng, tightly gripping the hairpin in her hand before fiercely stabbing it toward Lin Feng's chest.
Magenta knew Lin Feng possessed incredible physical strength, so this time she channeled her Vital Energy. A dense surge of Vital Energy coalesced within the hairpin, instantly amplifying its power.
Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Magenta, if you want to kill me, I cannot resist. However, I cannot die by someone else's schemes just yet. Wait until I kill Lin Qing; then you can come and kill me."
"A useless person still dares to speak of killing me," Lin Qing sneered.
Lin Feng focused his mind and tried to sense the Stone Pearl within him, struggling to absorb the Chaotic Aura in an attempt to break through the poison within the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
Seeing that the Stone Pearl was reacting, he felt a glimmer of hope in clearing the poison from his veins. However, Magenta's hairpin was rapidly thrusting toward Lin Feng's chest.
Clang...
Lin Feng's body was harder than refined iron. The hairpin pierced into him with a sharp sound, accompanied by sparks flying. Blood flowed from the wound, dripping onto the ground.
Lin Feng looked at Magenta with fearlessness and continued to plead, "Magenta, wait until I kill them; then you can come and kill me, alright?"
"Today, I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation I have endured."
Magenta pressed down forcefully again, driving the hairpin deeper. Lin Feng felt a surge of pain wash over him, sending chills through his body.
Lin Miaomiao's eyes were fixed intently on the hairpin. She spoke, "Magenta, if you apply any more force, Lin Feng will die."
"I want him dead," Magenta shouted angrily. Yet, instead of exerting more pressure, she looked at Lin Feng with a pained expression, as if grappling with tormenting thoughts.
Lin Qing let out a gleeful laugh. "Lin Feng, it's not easy to kill you. However, no plan of mine is better than this moment right now."
"To die at the hands of a woman who makes you feel guilty—it must feel good, right? Hahaha... Hahahaha... Hahahahaha." (To be continued...)
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