53: Chapter 53 My strike carries 135 times the poison; can you withstand it?

"Ahem."

Just as everyone was still immersed in the thrilling scene from a moment ago, the Silver-Rank Supervisor coughed twice. His gentle voice, however, carried an unquestionable authority that instantly suppressed the noise of the crowd.

"Today's events end here. In martial arts sparring, there are bound to be winners and losers, and injuries are unavoidable. Everyone, disperse."

With the Supervisor himself speaking, the crowd naturally did not dare to disobey and scattered like birds and beasts.

But everyone's face carried an unsatisfied excitement, as they couldn't wait to go and boast to their friends and family, adding color to the description of today's epic scene.

Soon, in the vast Martial Arts Field, only a few people from the Demon Suppression Division remained.

The Supervisor slowly walked up to Lin Feng. In those seemingly cloudy old eyes, a complex and difficult-to-discern light flickered—there was appreciation and curiosity, but more than that, there was a kind of...

The sort of exasperated yet amused helplessness one feels after seeing their own mischievous child cause trouble.

"You brat, you really dare to do anything, don't you?"

The Supervisor sighed, yet not a hint of blame could be heard in his tone. "In front of the entire city, you stabbed the City Lord's daughter and even retorted to the City Lord himself until he almost had a heart attack on the spot. In the three hundred years since Nanyan Prefecture was established, you are the first."

Lin Feng put away the practice iron saber and replied calmly, "She said it herself—if she lost, she would never bother me again. I was simply helping her fulfill her promise."

Supervisor: "..."

Everyone from the Demon Suppression Division: "..."

This reasoning was so powerful it left people unable to argue.

" Okay， Stop pretending to be confused with me.."

The Supervisor gave him an annoyed look. "That strike of yours seemed dangerous, but in truth, the force was restrained, avoiding all vital points; only the superficial wound looked terrifying. Otherwise, with your strength, that little girl would already be a corpse."

He paused, his gaze turning serious. "However, do you really think things end just like this?"

"Of course not." The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a meaningful arc. "The good show has only just begun."

"Oh?" The Supervisor became interested. "Tell me about it—what kind of play are you putting on now? I've lived for decades, and this is the first time I've seen a young man who doesn't follow the rules like you."

Lin Feng didn't hide anything and briefly recounted his previous suspicions and the Supervisor's analysis.

"...So, I suspect that Ling Yueer isn't some love-struck fool at all. From beginning to end, she was clear-headed. She did all this just to put on an act—a Self-Harm Ruse that would allow her and the entire City Lord's Manor to extract themselves from this chess game."

"Makes sense."

The Supervisor stroked his beard and nodded. "After that stab from you, she has now become the biggest victim. No matter what happens in the future, no one will suspect her again. A fine move of 'the Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell'; this girl's shrewdness is terrifyingly deep."

"But she miscalculated one thing."

Lin Feng's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"What thing?"

"She schemed against everyone, but she failed to calculate that my, Lin Feng's, blade is not so easy to take."

A cunning, fox-like smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. "She thinks she only suffered a superficial wound, but little does she know, what she was struck by is something more terrifying than a gut-wrenching poison... Saber Poison."

"Saber Poison?"

The Supervisor was stunned upon hearing this, then laughed in spite of himself. "Are you joking, kid? The Saber Intent of the Three Blades of Avici indeed contains a trace of Evil Qi poison that can erode the Divine Soul, but that bit of toxicity is almost negligible for Martial Artists above the Danyuan Realm; it can be resolved by sitting and adjusting one's breath for a moment. Ling Xiaotian is a master at the fifth level of the Danyuan Realm, he..."

Before the Supervisor could finish, he stopped himself.

Because he saw Lin Feng looking at him with a 'you're still too young' kind of gaze.

For others, it might indeed be negligible.

But who was he?

He was a cheater with a 135-times critical hit buff!

That 'insignificant' bit of Evil Qi poison, under a 135-times amplification, had long since turned into a terrifying thing that would make even the Silver-Rank Supervisor in front of him lose a layer of skin if he touched it!

Lin Feng didn't explain, only shaking his head enigmatically.

"Supervisor, just wait and see the show. I guarantee that within a day, the big fish hiding behind the scenes will be unable to sit still and will obediently surface."

The Supervisor looked at Lin Feng's confident manner, half-believing and half-doubting.

Although he couldn't see through Lin Feng's hidden cards, his intuition told him that this young man seemed to be brewing some world-shaking move again.

Sure enough.

That evening, an imperceptible wisp of yellow smoke slipped quietly into Lin Feng's courtyard.

"Master! Master! Amazing! It's simply amazing!"

As soon as Huang Fugui landed, he gesticulated wildly with excitement. The way he looked at Lin Feng could no longer be described as mere admiration; it was as if he were looking at a god walking among mortals who never missed a single calculation!

"What happened?"

Lin Feng was wiping his Life-Slaying Blade and asked without looking up.

"Something big happened!"

Huang Fugui lowered his voice, his tone full of schadenfreude. "That girl from the City Lord's Manor has run into trouble!"

"Oh?"

"The wound left by your strike not only failed to heal but instead began to worsen! I saw with my own eyes that strange black patterns, like spiderwebs, appeared on her lower abdomen! Those patterns are constantly eroding her vitality and spiritual power, making her roll around on the bed in unbearable pain!"

"City Lord Ling Xiaotian is as anxious as an ant on a hot griddle. He's invited all the famous doctors in the prefectural city and used countless Heaven And Earth Treasures, but none of it was of any use! That black Qi is unreasonably domineering; any spiritual power that gets close is instantly swallowed and assimilated!"

Huang Fugui became more excited as he spoke. "Just now, I even heard that girl, in her agony, finally couldn't help but roar at her father, saying... saying that if he doesn't find a way soon, she won't be able to control the 'Sacred Object' inside her body!"

"Sacred Object?"

Lin Feng's movement of wiping the blade paused slightly.

"That's right! A Sacred Object!"

Huang Fugui said with certainty. "Then, City Lord Ling Xiaotian dismissed everyone and left the city alone in a hurry... Guess what I sensed?"

"The Moon-Worshipping Cult?"

A terrifying glint of light instantly erupted in Lin Feng's eyes!

"Uh..."

Huang Fugui's expression changed, and he gave a thumbs up.

"Master, you really are a god!"

"Are Chu Mengxi and the others ready?"

"Replying to Master! Chu Mengxi, Meng Kuo, Wu Yong, Liu Qing, and other Bronze Medal Envoys, as well as all the Iron Medal Demon Slayers in the division, have already set up ambushes at various key roads outside the city according to your instructions. They only await your command to cast an inescapable net!"

"Very good."

Lin Feng slowly stood up and returned the polished Life-Slaying Blade to its sheath.

"Send the word out."

His voice was cold and resolute.

"Tonight, we pull in the net!"

On the other side, in the courtyard, the old man was leisurely sipping tea while listening to his subordinate's report.

When he heard that Lin Feng had already arranged everything—even before he, the Supervisor, had time to figure out what was going on—the hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air once again.

For the first time, a look of being stuck between laughter and tears appeared on his usually calm old face.

"This kid... so it turns out I, the Supervisor, am just a spectator?"