29: Reencounter with Su Sizhu

Relying on his many years of accumulated cultivation, even though he was also at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, he felt his Foundation was far more solid than that of Lin Feng, who was a "fast-tracked" cultivator. He actually wanted to take advantage of the fact that Lin Feng's Realm had not yet stabilized and just seize it by force.

Before the words had even faded, Steward Han's fat body lunged forward with surprising agility. One hand curled into a claw, aiming straight for Lin Feng's Dantian, while the other hand secretly held a drab, nail-shaped Magical Artifact, viciously striking at Lin Feng's lower leg, clearly intending to cripple him instantly.

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

'Can't hold back anymore?'

His feet naturally flowed with the Willow Catkin Following Wind Step, his figure swaying slightly, causing the claw aiming for his Dantian to miss.

At the same time, he joined his fingers like a sword, not even looking at the incoming nail-shaped Magical Artifact, as a blade of Qi flashed from his fingertips and vanished.

Clang! With a light sound, that Magical Artifact was precisely knocked away by his single finger.

"What?!" Steward Han, having missed his strike and had his Magical Artifact deflected, was horrified. Before he could even change his move, he felt a blur before his eyes.

Lin Feng's figure had appeared right in front of him before he knew it. One hand gripped the wrist he had just clawed out with, while the other hand, fingers joined like a sword, rested steadily half an inch in front of his throat.

Steward Han's fat body trembled, all his offensive momentum coming to an abrupt halt, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He felt as if he were being stared at by an ancient Vicious Beast; if he moved even slightly, the blade of Qi at his fingertips would instantly pierce his throat.

All the passing Menial Servants watched this scene with dumbfounded expressions.

That Steward Han, who always acted tyrannically and bullied them, had been so easily subdued by a young Outer Sect Disciple, with absolutely no power to fight back.

In the crowd, several Menial Servants who had long been exploited for resources and arbitrarily beaten or scolded by Steward Han first erupted with unbelievable shock in their eyes, which then quickly transformed into a sense of long-suppressed satisfaction.

They clenched their fists tightly, struggling to keep from cheering out loud, their gazes towards Lin Feng filled with awe and gratitude.

"Junior Brother Lin... oh no... Senior Brother Lin... spare... spare my life..." Steward Han's face was as pale as paper, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "It... it was my greed that blinded me. I was wrong. The Pill Formula... I don't want the Pill Formula anymore... let me go..."

Lin Feng's fingertips did not move in the slightest, his voice terrifyingly calm: "Senior Sister Su Sizhu, where is her Immortal Cave?"

Steward Han was stunned, seemingly not expecting Lin Feng to ask this, and hurriedly answered:

"It's... it's at Cloud Bamboo Peak. She is the beloved granddaughter of the Grand Elder, True Person Xuan Ling. The entire Cloud Bamboo Peak is her place of secluded cultivation. Ordinary Disciples are not allowed to approach at all. That's all I know. Really."

Lin Feng gave Steward Han a cold look, slowly withdrew his finger, turned, and walked away, not sparing another glance at the fat body slumped on the ground.

Lin Feng stood at the foot of Cloud Bamboo Peak, looking up at the beautiful mountain shrouded in a pale cyan halo.

The Spiritual Qi was dense, far surpassing other places.

He straightened his clothes, stepped forward, and cupped his hands in greeting to a female Disciple standing guard at the foot of the mountain: "This Senior Sister, please pass on a message. Outer Sect Disciple Lin Feng has a difficulty regarding a Pill Formula and wishes to see Senior Sister Su Sizhu, hoping for some guidance."

The female Disciple had a pretty face. She looked Lin Feng over, and seeing that he was only at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in her eyes:

"Senior Sister Su is in secluded cultivation and does not see outside guests. For the Pill Formula, you can go find Elder Wu, who is in charge of the Pill Formula records. Junior Brother, please return."

Lin Feng was unwilling to give up and said sincerely again: "Senior Sister..."

Before he could speak, the female Disciple's brow furrowed slightly, and she interrupted:

"Every day, there are at least eight or ten male Disciples like you who find excuses to see Senior Sister Su; I've seen plenty. Let me offer you a piece of advice, Junior Brother: steady cultivation is the Righteous Path; do not harbor these inappropriate thoughts, or you will just make a fool of yourself."

She clearly regarded Lin Feng as just another one of Su Sizhu's many admirers, and her tone carried a hint of impatience and condescension.

Lin Feng felt helpless, knowing he couldn't explain it clearly, but unwilling to give up easily, so he tried other methods over the next few days.

Whether it was lingering outside the peak hoping for a chance encounter, or trying to pass a message through other guarding Disciples, the results were all in vain.

Just as he was at his wit's end, pondering countermeasures on a quiet forest path not far from Cloud Bamboo Peak, a sword light suddenly descended, blocking his path.

Lin Feng only felt a sharp gust of wind hit his face, causing his sleeves to flap loudly.

The sword light dissipated, revealing a young man wearing an Inner Sect cloud-patterned brocade robe.

The other person was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, his face was quite handsome, but his chin was slightly raised, and a faint, cold sneer hung at the corners of his mouth.

The young man's gaze fell on Lin Feng, sweeping over him casually at first, then, as if recognizing something, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, and that faint sneer instantly transformed into undisguised icy coldness.

"Hmph. It really is you, you mud-legged wretch." The young man's eyes were cold,

"A mere Outer Sect piece of trash, having luckily cultivated to the fifth layer, and you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth? You dare to repeatedly run to Cloud Bamboo Peak to pester Junior Sister Su? What, does the toad really want to taste the swan meat?"

He approached step by step, releasing his Foundation Establishment Stage Spiritual Pressure without reservation: "The debt from the Outer Sect competition, where you crippled the cultivation of my nephew Zhang Hu, should be settled today."

Before his words had faded, an incomparably sharp cyan sword radiance, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking air, stabbed straight at Lin Feng's Dantian.

Lin Feng's pupils constricted. This young man's strength far exceeded that of Steward Han; the sword radiance hadn't yet arrived, but the Sword Qi was already making his skin ache.

He fully activated the Willow Catkin Following Wind Step, wanting to dodge, but given the gap in Realm, his figure was firmly locked by the Spiritual Pressure, and it looked like he was about to be pierced through by the sword.

Lin Feng hurriedly used the stealth technique he had just gained some insight into, escaping to the side.

A trace of confusion flashed in the young man's eyes, and he stabbed out with another sword.

Just at this critical moment, a gentle force appeared out of thin air, and with a light flick, that cyan sword radiance quietly dissipated like ice and snow meeting the sun.

"Li Yi!"

A cold, delicate shout came from afar.

Su Sizhu had appeared nearby at some unknown time, dressed in white, her face frosty, her cold eyes looking at Li Yi:

"You, an Inner Sect Disciple at the Foundation Establishment Stage, would use such a vicious hand against a Junior Brother from the Outer Sect—do you not feel it is beneath your status? What are the Sect rules in your eyes?"

Li Yi was stopped on the spot, his face turning blue and red, especially when he saw Su Sizhu's obviously displeased expression, making him even more jealous and hateful.

He suppressed his anger and argued: "Junior Sister Su, you do not know, this boy has a crooked mind and has repeatedly harassed you, and he even ruthlessly crippled my nephew's cultivation. I just now..."

Su Sizhu interrupted directly: "Whether he has a crooked mind or has violated Sect rules, it is for the Enforcement Hall to judge. When did it become your turn to privately use such extreme punishment? This is Cloud Bamboo Peak, not your Blazing Sun Peak. Please leave."

Li Yi was choked speechless, glared fiercely at Lin Feng, and finally, not daring to defy Su Sizhu, could only coldly snort and leave dejectedly on his sword.

Only then did Su Sizhu turn her gaze to Lin Feng.

When she sensed Lin Feng's Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivation, a trace of deep astonishment uncontrollably flashed in her cold eyes.

"It's you?"