Mainland Martial Arts

The Emperor frowned slightly, lost in deep thought. After a moment, he spoke again, "The people of Taixu Valley are suddenly going all out to help Lin Feng. I'm really curious. What's so special about him that warrants such obvious support from Taixu Valley? There must be a reason behind this."

Eunuch Hong pondered for a moment and then cautiously suggested, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, why not send someone from Taixu Valley directly to ask them? That way, we can understand their true intentions."

The Emperor waved his hand, his expression dignified and decisive, saying, "No need. They won't tell the truth, and even if we ask, we might not get the truth. But if they dare to interfere with our plan, we will find a suitable excuse to destroy them. We must not let them ruin our plans."

Lin Feng and Xu Tian were walking along the bustling streets of the city. Lin Feng was thinking to himself. He turned to look at Xu Tian and said, "Xu Tian, ​​we have to pass through Jinyan City to get to Xihai City. I want to take this opportunity to visit the Chen family."

Hearing this, Xu Tian's eyes flashed with a sly smile, and he jokingly said, "Haha, Lin Feng, is there a girl you miss?"

Lin Feng's face turned slightly red, and he said embarrassedly, "Don't talk nonsense." But his eyes revealed a hint of expectation and tenderness.

Lin Feng's mind couldn't help but emerge with every bit of his past with Chen Xiner, and those sweet memories made ripples surge in his heart.

Lin Feng and Xu Tian hurriedly left Xixuan City and embarked on a long journey to Jinyan City. Along the way, the two were silent, both with expectations and worries about the future in their hearts.

After thirteen days of arduous journey, they finally arrived at Jinyan City. The queue to enter the city was very long, and everyone was being inspected in turn.

Lin Feng and Xu Tian were leisurely walking towards the gates of Jinyan City, Xu Tian's face still tinged with curiosity and anticipation for the new city. However, just as they were about to approach the gate, Xu Tian's gaze strayed once again to the shed. His expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve. Lowering his voice, he spoke nervously, "Lin Feng, this is bad! Look! It really is those three people from the Nine Emperors Pavilion!"

Lin Feng's gaze instantly sharpened. He looked in the direction Xu Tian pointed, and the three people in the shed came into clear view. The two young men remained arrogant, as if they looked down upon everyone. The middle-aged man sat there, his face calm, but the faint aura emanating from him made Lin Feng's heart tremble. He thought to himself, "This person's strength is indeed not to be underestimated." Lin Feng took a deep breath and whispered to Xu Tian, ​​"Don't panic. We have no connection with the Nine Emperors Pavilion. They shouldn't cause us any trouble for no reason." Xu Tian nodded slightly, but a hint of uneasiness still revealed in his eyes.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man from the Nine Emperors Pavilion suddenly stood up, his sharp gaze fixed on Lin Feng. Without a word, he led the two young men straight towards Lin Feng and his group. Seeing this, the guards guarding the city hurriedly approached with fawning expressions, respectfully addressing the middle-aged man as "Mr. Mandarin." They then humbly followed behind them, constantly offering flattering words. However, Mr. Mandarin only nodded occasionally, not even glancing at the guards. Yet, the guards continued to follow closely, as if they had been given a great honor, their words never pausing.

Lin Feng quickly noticed the three men approaching, his brow furrowing slightly as a sense of foreboding welled up within him. Seeing the Nine Emperor Pavilion's men's display, the surrounding crowd frightened them and moved away, leaving a clearing. Lin Feng and Xu Tian stood still, both faces etched with confusion and alarm.

The Mandarin, along with the two young men, quickly approached Lin Feng. He looked him up and down, an unfathomable expression on his face. He slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of pressure: "Where are you from, fellow Daoist? Where are you going?"

Although Lin Feng felt a little unhappy, he suppressed his emotions and answered as politely as possible: "I came back from the front line and wanted to go into the city to see my friends."

Mandarin didn't seem to give up. He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Lin Feng closely, and then asked: "I think this fellow Taoist is quite powerful. His bone age should be only eighteen years old, right?"

Lin Feng was shocked, but he tried to remain calm and replied calmly: "Daoyou's eyesight is indeed amazing."

Mandarin's eyes became sharper, and he continued to ask, "Did you return from the front lines more than a month ago?"

When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately understood something. It was obvious that he was mistaken for the person in the rumors. He quickly replied, "I returned from the front lines over three months ago and stayed in the capital for a while before coming to Jinyan City."

However, the Mandarin didn't believe Lin Feng's words at all. He showed a sneer on his face and thought to himself, "Humph, this kid is obviously deliberately concealing something. That's definitely what I guessed." Then, he asked one last question, "May I ask, fellow Taoist, is this Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng was startled, but he quickly calmed down. His mind raced, and after a moment's thought, he replied, "My name is Wang Taiming. Lin Feng has heard of me. I think I'm a general on the front lines."

At this moment, Mandarin couldn't help himself any longer. His face darkened and he shouted, "You are still pretending! You are that Lin Feng, a remnant of the Demon Cult!"

Upon hearing this, the guards surrounding the city rushed over. The two young men from the Nine Emperors Pavilion also immediately became alert, their hands unconsciously dropping to their weapons. Seeing this, Xu Tian hurriedly explained, "We're not remnants of the Demon Cult. We're just returning from the front lines to visit our friends."

The Mandarin ignored Xu Tian's explanation and unloaded all the recent rumors and his own understanding. His voice was cold and commanding. "It's rumored that Lin Feng reached the High-level Grandmaster level after three years on the front lines. He also excavated the ruins of the Demon Cult three years ago and returned from the front lines over a month ago. Ten days ago, the people from the Nine Emperor Pavilion were drained of their cultivation and killed. If that's the case, unless it's a coincidence, who else could reach the High-level Grandmaster level at the age of eighteen? It's impossible. Even our Young Pavilion Master is only a Half-step Grandmaster. How could you possibly reach the High-level Grandmaster level? Unless you're a remnant of the Demon Cult."

Lin Feng and Xu Tian wanted to continue explaining, but the Mandarin didn't give them a chance. He waved his hand and said coldly, "Go! Arrest them!"