75: The protagonist's mouth cannon is useless, the heroine also has a mouth cannon

The moment Su Lianxue heard the news, her eyes drooped, and a myriad of complex emotions flickered within them.

In the end, only a sense of resolve remained.

"I understand."

"Watch them closely."

After saying this and giving one last instruction, Su Lianxue walked out of the dungeon.

Behind her, many of the Han Family members, upon hearing that Han Feng had arrived, showed hopeful expressions, wondering if Han Feng could rescue them.

But some also looked despairing; what could that cripple do?

Only Jiang Siyu, when she heard Han Feng's name, her eyes shimmered, and she smiled as if certain he would appear.

She showed no concern for her own safety, her expression calm and composed, as usual.

Clearly, she had something to rely on.

Out of the dungeon.

A ray of morning light fell upon Su Lianxue's face, warm and dazzling, making her instinctively raise a hand to block it.

But inexplicably, she felt an unprecedented sense of ease at this moment.

As if... reborn.

Han Feng was, after all, an outsider to her, and her agreement with Jun Lingxiao actually included Han Feng.

If Han Feng were to leave now, there would naturally be no issues.

See, Your Highness is that benevolent.

But... some people just don't appreciate it.

"I told you to leave, gave you so many chances, but now you still come back. Han Feng, this is your own choice."

Stepping out of the dungeon, someone was already waiting.

Su Lianxue led the crowd directly towards where Han Feng was... the Outer Sect Main Hall of Guan Xue Holy Land.

Han Feng was surrounded by a group of Disciples there.

The Holy Lord had long issued a proclamation stating that Han Feng had betrayed the Sect and had even sent people to apprehend him.

But before the apprehending party had even left, Han Feng unexpectedly delivered himself to their doorstep.

"Han Feng! Don't be so stubborn! Your betrayal of the Sect is a capital offense. Surrender obediently, and you'll have less trouble, otherwise..."

One of the Disciples surrounding Han Feng sternly said, and the others nearby also advised him:

"Right! Han Feng, you and that Fat Man are in cahoots. That Fat Man even tried to steal the secrets of our Guan Xue Holy Land, which is why he was publicly executed. Put down your weapon obediently, or you'll end up like that Fat Man!"

"Exactly, Han Feng! I used to look up to you, but I never expected you to do something so rebellious!"

The few of them, with their words, immediately nailed Han Feng to the pillar of shame.

However, Han Feng had come prepared. His sharp eyes swept over everyone around him, then he said in a deep voice:

"Everyone! Don't deceive yourselves; you clearly know the truth."

"I, Han Feng, have been in Guan Xue Holy Land for so many years. If I wanted to betray, I would have betrayed long ago. If I wanted to steal secrets, I would have stolen them long ago. Moreover, when have you ever seen someone steal secrets by going to the servant peak?"

"My brother... everyone, there are a few Outer Sect members standing here. Answer with your conscience, is my brother the kind of person who would steal Sect secrets?"

"The Fat Man you speak of, my brother, he was beheaded just for looking at that so-called 'Senior' and hearing a few words!! And! I was even publicly knocked off the arena by him! These are all things that everyone witnessed!"

"The Holy Lord, in charge of the Holy Land, gave us a place and resources to Cultivate, like a parent reborn. This is a good place, and I sincerely appreciate the Holy Lord, but! That was in the past!"

"Clearly, the current Guan Xue Holy Land has changed. It has become a plaything in the hands of those so-called 'great figures,' filled with various red lines and rules."

"Yesterday, the person who crossed the red line was my brother, and he has already been beheaded. Today it's me, being hunted down with a flimsy excuse. So who will it be tomorrow? Is it you? You? Or you?!"

"Wake up, everyone. I know you're just following orders, but you still need to think for yourselves about what's right and wrong."

Han Feng's words were shocking, making those around him look at each other and ponder deeply.

That's right, yesterday it was the Fat Man, today it's Han Feng, who will it be tomorrow? Who can guarantee it won't be themselves tomorrow? If not tomorrow, then the day after?

As everyone thought this, those pointed at by Han Feng dared not meet his gaze.

The longswords in their hands had already drooped a few inches, clearly beginning to waver.

"Kid, your eloquence is quite impressive."

"But this is good; the more chaotic the situation, the more advantageous it is for us."

Fang Shi, inside Han Feng's body, also nodded, very satisfied, upon hearing these words.

And Han Feng himself looked calmly at the wavering crowd, blaming Guan Xue Holy Land for the truly inexplicable events that had occurred previously.

Just the scene of him being publicly knocked off the stage was enough to cause a stir in the Holy Land.

Although it was better than nothing, it would be excellent to gain a few allies.

And just as everyone was greatly swayed by Han Feng's words and about to lower their longswords, a clear, cold voice came from afar.

"Han Feng, why didn't I know you were so eloquent before?"

"If we're going to talk in detail, shouldn't you also explain why someone who was crippled for three years and had no Cultivation would suddenly rise up and defeat many experts beyond his level?"

"The strangeness of this matter is no less, and perhaps even greater, than what you just said, isn't it?"

"But I imagine you probably can't explain it, after all, such bizarre things usually have only one explanation... Demonic Technique..."

Han Feng looked up; it was Su Lianxue.

She still possessed that same aura, empty and cold, like a celestial maiden descended to the mortal world.

Her jade feet floated an inch above the ground, her calves slender with perfect curves, her thighs proportionate and hidden within her skirt, and the bells on her ankles tinkled crisply with each movement of her fair, jade-like feet.

This bell was a gift from her mother, and it was a sound Han Feng had heard since childhood. Even without looking up, he knew it was Su Lianxue.

"Demonic Technique?"

"Perhaps so; otherwise, it would be truly difficult to explain Han Feng's Cultivation."

"Indeed! As expected of the Saintess, even now she can't fully discern Han Feng's Cultivation. You must remember he was a cripple before!"

As soon as Demonic Technique or evil techniques were mentioned, everyone seemed to awaken from a dream, afraid of being associated with such things in the slightest.

"...It's not Demonic Technique! It's just... what I Cultivate is different from what you Cultivate!"

Seeing the slight glimmer of hope that had just appeared being suppressed, Han Feng hastily explained, but unfortunately, his explanation at this moment was somewhat pale.

The Three Thousand Dao Provinces are unimaginably vast, not only containing Spiritual Qi but also Profound Qi, Blood Qi, Yang Qi, Origin Qi, and so on. What he Cultivated was a type of Profound Qi. If it weren't for Senior telling him, he wouldn't even know about the others, and these ordinary Disciples certainly wouldn't know.

So Han Feng truly had difficulty arguing at this moment, speechless for a time.

"What you Cultivate is different? Regardless of what you Cultivate, may I ask who taught you your Cultivation method?"

"Not teaching you early, not teaching you late, but precisely now that you've risen, could it be for some purpose?"

"Han Feng, if you can't explain yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Su Lianxue's words were scathing, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Of course, these were all things she had realized after listening to Jun Lingxiao's analysis last night; she was merely reciting what she had heard.

And listening to all this, Han Feng, who was about to open his mouth to explain, now realized something was amiss.

He gazed deeply at this childhood sweetheart he had known since he was young, never having imagined that one day, her usually indifferent nature would lead her to confront someone so directly, unyielding.

And that someone... was none other than himself, Han Feng.

"Lianxue..."

Han Feng's heart was deeply moved. He looked at Su Lianxue, his lips trembling, and called out her name with a bitter gaze.

But what answered him was only endless coldness.

"Don't be so intimate, I have a name."