Chapter 2825 - 2801: You’re Not Human, Are You?

Chapter 2825: Chapter 2801: You’re Not Human, Are You?

He then looked at Lin Feng and said, "Taoist Friend Lin, would you honor me by finding a place to sit and reminisce for a while?"

The Great Elder saw that Lin Feng still looked exactly the same as back then, not changed in the slightest, but what surprised him was that the aura on Lin Feng’s body seemed even fainter, as if he wasn’t a cultivator at all, but just an ordinary person.

"Sure." Lin Feng replied with a smile, then the two men and two beasts followed the Great Elder into a teahouse by the street.

Lin Feng looked at the Great Elder and asked, "How is Zicheng doing now, and Wang Tian..."

He very much wanted to know Zicheng’s situation. Although on the surface it looked prosperous and flourishing, he was afraid it was like before—nothing but a fa?ade. And when he thought of City Lord Wang Tian, who had been tormented by Wang Hai back then, he had already guessed that Wang Tian was most likely gone. After all, once eroded by the Myriad Souls Blood Vine, it was simply impossible to survive.

"Sigh, not long after you left, Wang Tian died. But rather than suffer the torment of the Blood Vine, it was better for him to die." When the Great Elder spoke of Wang Tian, his heart was full of grief. He also felt very guilty—if he hadn’t appointed Wang Tian to continue as City Lord of Zicheng, Wang Tian wouldn’t have met such an end.

Lin Feng shook his head. At the time he had no way either; he couldn’t even protect himself, so how could he have helped Wang Tian? He then looked at the Great Elder and asked, "Has the Ten Directions Soul-Devouring Killing Array in the city been lifted?"

"Not yet, for the moment. Over these years we’ve been constantly researching this Formation, but we still haven’t figured it out. However, these years it hasn’t had any impact on the people of Zicheng, and it has continually guarded against the appearance of the Eternal Blood Demon. That said, the Eternal Blood Demon truly hasn’t returned all these years." The Great Elder looked at Lin Feng and spoke with relief.

Tangyuan, hearing this, was somewhat displeased, and then said, "If my Boss hadn’t risked his life to fight the Eternal Blood Demon and injure him, that Eternal Blood Demon might never have spared Zicheng."

At these words, the Great Elder was stunned. He truly hadn’t expected Lin Feng to have actually confronted the Eternal Blood Demon. He then lifted his teacup and said, "Taoist Friend Lin, for such great kindness, I thank you on behalf of everyone in Zicheng."

Lin Feng gave a calm smile, drained his tea in one go and said, "Great Elder, no need for this. It’s all in the past now. But that time really was dangerous—I almost lost my life."

"Has your Lifebound Curse been broken?" The Great Elder suddenly recalled how Lin Feng had once sought his help regarding the Lifebound Curse. He had felt apologetic back then for being powerless. Seeing that Lin Feng now seemed perfectly fine—truly, blessed people have Heaven’s protection—he felt much more at ease.

As soon as the Great Elder mentioned the Lifebound Curse, Lin Feng abruptly remembered that his body still harbored the curse the Eternal Blood Demon had placed on him ten years ago. He felt the Great Elder really was attentive—he himself had almost forgotten. He then closed his eyes and began to examine his body, but what left him speechless was that the Lifebound Curse had actually vanished without a trace.

He suddenly thought of soaking in the Bathing Dragon Heavenly Pool together with Xiao Jiu back in the Dragon Clan Secret Realm. His body had changed at that time; perhaps that was when his Lifebound Curse had been stripped away. Thinking of this, he smiled and said to the Great Elder, "Thank you for your concern, Great Elder. It’s already fine."

"That’s good, that’s good!" The Great Elder looked at Lin Feng and smiled. He had always been worried about Lin Feng’s body; after all, Lin Feng had once saved all the people of Zicheng, and as the Great Elder of Ziyun Sect he had never properly thanked Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt that the Eternal Blood Demon’s continued absence over these years instead hinted at danger. This kind of tranquility didn’t seem like a good thing to him, and he kept feeling that something bad was going to happen. He then asked, "The Eternal Blood Demon really hasn’t appeared again?"

The Great Elder looked at Lin Feng and said, "Indeed not. Ever since the new City Lord took office, harmony has reigned in the city. The people have gradually forgotten the matter of the fake City Lord from back then. In recent years Zicheng’s development has been much better than before."

"Oh?" Lin Feng’s tone was skeptical. He felt this was just like the feeling he’d had when he first arrived in Zicheng: everything looked too good, which made him feel it was actually wrong. He then asked, "When did the new City Lord take office?"

"A year after Wang Tian passed. Before that, Ziyun Sect had been managing the city in his stead." The Great Elder explained to Lin Feng. But seeing Lin Feng’s expression, it seemed he was still very worried about Zicheng’s situation. Because the Blood Demon hadn’t appeared for all these years, the entire city had relaxed its vigilance. People didn’t want to live every day in fear. He was quite satisfied with this state of affairs.

Hearing the Great Elder’s words, Lin Feng didn’t ask further. He felt that the overall situation in Zicheng wasn’t quite as the Great Elder described. He planned to take advantage of these few days in Zicheng to observe more carefully. He then said to the Great Elder, "I still have matters to attend to, so I’ll be taking my leave."

"Taoist Friend Lin, come stay in Ziyun Sect for a few days. I want to properly thank you." The Great Elder, seeing that Lin Feng was about to depart, spoke in request.

"No need, Great Elder. I’m only passing through Zicheng on business, and my time is rather tight, so I’ll be going." Lin Feng rose, took his leave of the Great Elder, and turned to go.

On the way back, Lin Feng kept pondering the Great Elder’s words, and as he looked at the surroundings and the people coming and going, he had to admit that Zicheng was indeed much more prosperous than before. Yet he still felt something was off. He then asked Tangyuan, "Do you feel anything different?"

"Boss, I just feel really hungry." Tangyuan looked at Lin Feng, aggrieved, and said.

"Thump!" A flick landed on Tangyuan’s head. Ever since Tangyuan transformed, his appetite had grown and grown. It was really a headache. Suddenly, a quarrel drifted out from an Alchemy Workshop by the street, and Lin Feng led Si Hong and the two beasts over.

"Revival Hall?" Si Hong read out the name, looking at the three?story Alchemy Workshop before her. Although it was far inferior to any city’s Holy Pill Pavilion, from the outside it was still quite well decorated, and counted as one of the top shops in Zicheng.

Lin Feng stopped right at the entrance. He wanted to see what exactly was going on.

"Give me back my husband! Give me back my husband!"

"Black?hearted apothecary, may you die a miserable death!"

"You heartless beasts, give me back my husband!"

...

Everyone in the main hall was watching, but not a single person went over to help the middle?aged woman who was crying on the floor. She was sobbing so hard she could barely speak, just repeating those few lines over and over. Her grief?stricken appearance would stir pity in anyone who saw it, yet the Shopkeeper and the clerks of the shop only stood off to the side watching, and even the customers didn’t step up to say a single word for her.

"Boss, what’s going on?" Tangyuan stood beside Lin Feng, watching the scene inside. It suddenly felt that if people really hardened their hearts, they were terrifying.

Lin Feng ignored Tangyuan, took Si Hong by the hand, and walked in. Si Hong bent down, helped the woman who had collapsed on the ground up, and said, "Madam, please get up. We’ll stand up for you."

She could tell this woman had suffered an immense grievance, and by looking at the male corpse lying behind her, she more or less understood the situation. Then, standing behind Lin Feng, she secretly tugged at Lin Feng’s sleeve, indicating that they absolutely had to intervene in this matter.

"Well now, who’s this, so arrogant? Don’t even know which hole this little chick crawled out of, and her tone’s not small either." A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd. The voice was a bit effeminate, and in an instant everyone in the room automatically parted to open up a path, revealing a man who looked to be in his forties, dressed in brocade robes, with a ruddy complexion, who slowly walked over.

At first glance you might mistake him for a woman: orchid fingers raised, cradling a cat in his arms, walking with graceful steps, speaking in a soft, sibilant voice, a thoroughly androgynous figure. He stood there, eyes slanted as he looked at Lin Feng and Si Hong, without any visible fluctuation of emotion.

Lin Feng sensed that this person’s identity was not simple; he should be the owner of this shop. A sinister aura wafted off his body, and with his appearance came a peculiar, oppressive fragrance. He’d clearly cultivated some kind of vicious, yin?poison spell. Lin Feng had never encountered such a breath before. Although in Zicheng the strongest cultivators were only at the Middle Stage of Divine Venerable, he felt this person’s strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

"Master Su."

"Master Su, you’re here."

"Why did you come out?"

...

Everyone in the room greeted this effeminate man, and even elders who looked far older than him treated him with great respect. This made Lin Feng find it all the more strange—what was this person’s background, and what exactly was that aura on his body?

Su Wentian carefully sized up Lin Feng, then glanced at the woman behind him, and suddenly let out a wild laugh. He had thought they were someone important, yet they actually dared to say, on his turf no less, that they would be the ones to decide this matter. As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve lightly, and in an instant a wooden bench several zhang away slid over beneath him. He sat down gracefully and looked at Si Hong, saying in an elegant tone, "Girl, go on then—tell me how you plan to ’stand up for justice’."

Si Hong immediately shielded the woman behind her, glaring straight at Su Wentian as she said, "You lot only know how to bully the weak—what kind of ability is that? Her husband was poisoned to death by your medicine, you must give her an explanation."

"You can pop pills at random, but you can’t talk nonsense. Didn’t your father ever teach you to watch your mouth?" Su Wentian looked at Si Hong. His tone betrayed no emotion, but the killing intent in his eyes was already clear.

He had no idea where these busybodies had crawled out from, but they were disrupting his business. Seeing more and more onlookers crowding at the entrance, he realized he needed to get rid of them quickly.

Lin Feng gave a faint smile. He didn’t speak. He hadn’t expected this side of Si Hong—he’d always seen her as a proper noble lady, yet when it came to an argument she could be like this. Truly worthy of being his woman. He said nothing; instead, he walked over to the counter at the back, casually picked up a bottle of Elixirs, and took a sniff. His expression changed instantly.

"You! How dare you talk about my father!" When Si Hong heard that, she flared up at once. She was about to make a move, but Lin Feng stopped her.

"You’re not Human, are you." Lin Feng raised his eyes to look at Su Wentian and said it softly. Yet with just that one line, everyone in Revival Hall exploded. They all turned their gazes toward Su Wentian, wondering what exactly that statement meant.