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Chapter 15: Lin Feng's Release
When Cold Rain returned from the sea, Lin Feng and Qi Si had already devised a strategy.
Cold Rain ascended to the Dark Chamber above Blackwater Prison and saw the old man. "How is everything progressing?" he asked.
"He has," the old man replied, his tone somewhat excited.
"Oh? What is it?" Cold Rain inquired, peering curiously into Blackwater Prison.
The old man's breath quickened as he nervously uttered three words: "Shishu."
"Is it him?"
Cold Rain was taken aback, finally understanding why the Disciple of the Qi Sword Pavilion risked his life to come to Gaojing—it was for Shishu's secret realm. It was rumored that Shishu was a universally recognized talent in cultivation.
If he practiced swordsmanship, he would be the best in sword arts. If he practiced blade techniques, he would excel in that as well.
It was said that he had a combative nature, defeating top experts from the human race, demon race, and even beast race without a single loss. The Master of the Divine Ruins was one of the most astonishing legends in the history of the Cultivation World.
What significance did such a top-tier expert's secret realm hold? If one were to inherit Shishu's legacy, how dramatically could their cultivation improve?
Cold Rain's expression grew serious as he said, "Qi Si must not be killed; find a way to extract what clues they currently possess from him. Also, how did Lin Feng manage to lure Qi Si into revealing this secret? Every detail—every word and action—must be recounted without omission."
"Understood."
The old man began to recount everything earnestly while Cold Rain listened quietly. However, since she had not witnessed Lin Feng and Qi Si's swordplay firsthand, how could she grasp the secrets hidden within their duel?
After listening to the elder's account, Cold Rain pondered for a moment and said, "Bring Lin Feng to the hall."
Blackwater Prison opened once more, and Lin Feng was brought out and escorted to a grand hall. As Lin Feng looked at the graceful and elegant woman before him, he thought to himself that no one would guess from her appearance that she was the master of Dusi Mansion. She was a powerful Walker at the peak of the Enlightenment Realm, a remarkable woman of the Master Realm.
Cold Rain quietly regarded Lin Feng and said, "Congratulations. You actually completed the mission."
Lin Feng smiled in response, "It was merely luck."
"We detained Qi Si for eight days, employing various methods on him. Yet he remained silent throughout. You saw his injuries earlier. Given his current condition, I doubt you could defeat him," Cold Rain continued.
Lin Feng replied, "You jest, my lady. With Senior Qi's mastery of Dao Rhythm, even if my cultivation were exhausted, I would still not be his match."
"It seems you hold some respect for him. How did you manage to get him to speak?" Cold Rain asked as she picked up her teacup.
Lin Feng answered honestly, "It was not my strength that made him speak; it was my master's reputation."
"Oh? Please elaborate."
"Yes, my lady. I demonstrated a set of my master's Great River Sword Technique in front of him, which piqued his interest and led to discussions about swordsmanship between us. We gradually became familiar with each other."
"And then?" Cold Rain inquired, clearly wanting more than just this to convince her of Qi Si's willingness to reveal those three words.
Lin Feng continued, "I expressed my gratitude to Senior Qi for teaching me swordsmanship. Feeling appreciative, I couldn't bear to deceive him, so I told him the truth."
"What did you say?" At this moment, Cold Rain's authoritative gaze swept toward the elder, who had not responded to her question.
The old man also showed a look of surprise and said, "When did you openly tell me? How come I didn't see it?"
Lin Feng replied, "In order to gain Senior Qi Four's trust, I naturally had to keep my words and actions hidden from you. During my practice of the Sword Technique, I wrote two words on the ground: 'Forced.'"
"Senior Qi Four is quite perceptive; upon seeing those two words, he understood my identity. I was truthful. I wanted to leave, and the only condition for that was to extract his purpose for this trip."
"Is that how Qi Si revealed those three words?" Cold Rain asked quietly.
"It wasn't that simple."
Lin Feng shook his head and continued, "Does Senior Qi think it matters to him whether I leave or not? Even if he sees my talent and teaches me a few moves out of curiosity, why would he divulge such a significant secret?"
Cold Rain remained silent, quietly observing Lin Feng. It was clear that during her absence, some subtle events had occurred—things that avoided the old man's notice.
"I have connections with him. There are rumors outside. The Disciple of the Qi Sword Pavilion is worried about his safety and has begun planning a prison break."
"He believed it?" Cold Rain asked.
"No. He countered by asking how I knew this information. I have a brother named Tu Yu, who is the leader of the Flying Fish Gang. He heard from his family that recently Gaojing has been unsettled. Two formidable women have arrived, both eager to forge connections with Gaojing's powerful figures."
At this point, Cold Rain's calm expression finally showed a hint of emotion. She asked, "And then?"
"Then he told me those three words."
"And that's it?"
"That's it."
The old man, hearing this, angrily retorted, "Lies. Just mentioning two women can make him speak?"
Cold Rain sipped his tea, carefully savoring Lin Feng's words. After a moment of silence, he asked, "You can go back now. However, your suspicions have not been cleared. It's just that Gaojing has two significant figures vouching for you. The second trial of the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference will begin tomorrow, so prepare well."
"Understood." Lin Feng was delighted to hear this and turned to leave.
"Wait," Cold Rain called out to Lin Feng again and said, "If you are willing to join my Great Zhou Kingdom and contribute to our efforts, I can recommend you to the Martial Emperor as my right-hand man."
The old man, upon hearing this, spoke sternly, "Lin Feng, why aren't you kneeling to express your gratitude? If you receive the recommendation and serve in my Dusi Mansion as the Governor's right-hand man, even if you have the suspicion of killing Sima Shangshan, it won't matter. If this person truly is someone you killed, it would be nothing but a light burden."
Lin Feng never expected Cold Rain to extend an olive branch. He thought for a moment and said, "I..."
Cold Rain interrupted him by putting down his teacup. "There's no need to rush your answer. Your immediate priority is to prepare for the Jiuzhou Gathering Conference. If you can't place in the top five at the event, even with my recommendation, the Martial Emperor won't agree. You may leave now."
Lin Feng clasped his hands in salute and replied, "Yes."
After Lin Feng left, Cold Rain turned to the old man beside him and asked, "Sir, are we just letting him go like this? There are still many doubts in his words."
"Do you know who the upper echelon of the Flying Fish Gang is?"
"I do not know."
"The Guan Family."
"What? It's Master Guan."
"The two women he mentioned are Qi Wan'er from Qijian Pavilion and Xiao Mi, who just left Gaojing in a show of power. With these three women involved, it's not impossible for Qi Si to speak up."
"However, I ultimately choose to believe that within Lin Feng Sea of Consciousness, there exists a trace of Qi Si's Sword Technique. Qi Si is still worried that Qi Wan'er might come with people to break him out, which is why he deliberately let Lin Feng leave. With Qi Wan'er's abilities, she can sense the existence and significance of this Sword Technique."
The old man understood and asked, "Then why doesn't the master destroy that Sword Technique? If so, Qi Wan'er wouldn't receive Qi Si's signal and would come to Blackwater Prison to attempt a rescue. Wouldn't that allow us to cheat easily?"
"Would Qi Wan'er do something so foolish? Moreover, if I forcibly destroy that Sword Technique within Lin Feng Sea of Consciousness, there's a chance it could explode, and Lin Feng would die. This person is exceptional; we need to win him over to serve our Great Zhou," Cold Rain said calmly.
The old man was enlightened and secretly admired Cold Rain.
Cold Rain continued, "Just in case, I've had people keep an eye on Lin Feng. I feel like there's something about him that I haven't captured yet."
"Next time you watch him, pay better attention," Cold Rain admonished.
In the western outskirts of Gaojing, there was a small village.
Inside an ordinary house, a woman dressed in Villager attire was peeling corn kernels. A tall man carried a full basket of corn outside to dry in the sun.
The woman in Villager attire suddenly paused. She looked towards the direction of Gaojing City, where the Dusi Mansion was located.
The Villager murmured to herself, "The Fourth Disciple risked his life and finally found clues inside the dungeon of the Dusi Mansion."
The tall man entered just in time to hear her words. He asked, "Has the clue been revealed?"
The gaze of survival shifted as Lin Feng moved through Gaojing City, eventually landing on a noodle shop in Flying Fish Alley.
"He's on a child," a Villager said.
"I'll go get him now. Where is he?" the burly man asked.
"We can't move yet. Someone is following him. Let Third Brother handle it. He rarely shows himself and isn't like our disciples from Qijian Pavilion."
"Alright, I'll notify Third Brother right away."
Gaojing, Flying Fish Alley, Lanzhou Noodle House.
Lin Miaomiao and Magenta sat on either side of the door of the noodle shop, anxiously waiting for Lin Feng's return.
Magenta couldn't help but ask, "Sister Miao, does the Qingyun Sect Leader's word hold any weight? Will he come back?"
Lin Miaomiao sighed, her worry evident. "If the Qingyun Sect Leader's words don't work, then we truly have no other options."
"Are we just going to watch him suffer?" Magenta said.
"I will not let him stay there forever," Lin Miaomiao murmured to herself. If Lin Feng couldn't get out, she was prepared to give up attending the Jiuzhou Conference and return to Solitary Moon City to seek help from her master and mentor.
"He's finally out."
Lin Feng moved swiftly, his heart racing with anticipation. As he neared Azure Fish Alley, he planned to surprise Lin Miaomiao. He activated his Divine Ability, concealing his presence as he circled around to the back of the noodle shop. Then he slipped through a window into the interior of the restaurant.
Lin Feng moved silently through the noodle shop, not making a sound. Then, he spotted Lin Miaomiao and Magenta standing at the entrance.
Suddenly, an idea struck Lin Feng. Instead of stepping outside, he turned and entered the kitchen.
Then, the sound of dough being slapped echoed through the air.
Magenta immediately perked up her ears and said, "Sister Miao, someone is here to make noodles. It seems like it's the young master's doing."
Magenta was most familiar with Lin Feng's noodle-making skills. Whenever he had free time, he would make noodles in front of her and let her taste them.
Lin Miaomiao also heard the noise and remained still, saying, "It must be Tu Yu, bored and looking for something to do. Magenta, go chase him away. Lin Feng is in trouble, and he doesn't help at all. What kind of brother is that?"
"Oh."
Magenta also thought that the person was Tu Yu. Since the noodle shop had been running, the only occasional visitor had been Tu Yu, the leader of the Flying Fish Gang.
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