Chapter 439: 25 Leaving with Hatred

Chapter 439: Chapter 25 Leaving with Hatred

“No, no…” Lin Feng screamed in terror, his body shaking violently. He had his eyes closed, yet his face was a mask of fright.

He dreamt of the gruesome death of his clansmen…

He dreamt of the moment when Third Uncle was blasted into oblivion by that mysterious expert while trying to save him…

“Young Master, Young Master.”

Ziyuan looked at Lin Feng with compassion, cradling him in her embrace. Lin Feng clung to her as if holding onto a lifeline, hugging Ziyuan’s body tightly.

“How is Fengzi?” asked Long Shiyou.

“There won’t be anything wrong with the Young Master, but, Young Master Long, you look so pale. You should go rest for a while,” Ziyuan said, her concern evident as she looked at Long Shiyou.

The one who had come to Lin Feng’s rescue was none other than Long Shiyou.

Upon learning of Lin Feng’s departure, the secretive Long Shiyou also left the Azure Dragon Academy, intending to bid Lin Feng farewell.

Lin Feng had originally planned to leave Ziyuan at the Azure Dragon Academy to continue her cultivation. Knowing Long Shiyou was coming to say goodbye to Lin Feng, she pleaded with Long Shiyou to take her along because she did not wish to be separated from Lin Feng.

In Ziyuan’s mind, once they reached the Lin Family, the Young Master probably would not let her stay at the Azure Dragon Academy anymore, right?

By the time Long Shiyou and Ziyuan arrived at the Lin Family, disaster had struck the household.

The secret technique Long Shiyou had used inflicted great harm on his body, leaving his complexion deathly pale.

“I’m fine, and you need not worry,” Long Shiyou said as he leaned against the cave wall to rest.

Two hours later…

“I’ll kill you, I’ll avenge my family!”

Lin Feng suddenly sat up with a face full of terror and hatred.

“Young Master, you’ve finally woken up,” Ziyuan sobbed. Seeing her master’s pained expressions even in his sleep, she didn’t know how many times she had already cried.

“Ziyuan, why is it you? Am I not dead?” Lin Feng said, disbelieving.

He had seen Third Uncle die trying to save him.

Then, blown away by the residual energy from the explosion, he had passed out.

…

“It was Young Master Long who saved you,” Ziyuan quickly said.

“Fengzi,” Long Shiyou approached.

“Shiyou, why are you here?” Lin Feng asked in surprise, looking at Long Shiyou.

“I had intended to bid you farewell, Fengzi. I did not expect to encounter the tragedy of the Lin Family,” Long Shiyou said in a low voice.

“Shiyou, thank you for saving me,” Lin Feng said.

“Fengzi, we’ve been through so much together, like brothers. There’s no need for thanks,” Long Shiyou responded.

Lin Feng and Long Shiyou embraced each other tightly.

“What about my clansmen?”

Lin Feng spoke with agony as the images of his family members lying dead in pools of blood resurfaced in his mind.

The helplessness he felt watching his loved ones die was an unbearable pain that made him wish for death.

“Don’t worry, Fengzi. From a distance, I saw a huge hand in the sky that grabbed the members of the Lin Family and took them away,” Long Shiyou said.

“Really?” Lin Feng grasped Long Shiyou’s arm.

“It’s true. I saw it too,” Ziyuan hurriedly nodded.

…

“That’s wonderful, truly wonderful. My Lin Family… has not been exterminated,” Lin Feng cried out as if his heart was being ripped apart.

But many of his clansmen had still met with tragic deaths.

Third Uncle’s hearty laughter seemed as if it still echoed in his ears.

But from now on, he would never see Third Uncle again.

Tears.

Tears began to fall from the corners of Lin Feng’s eyes.

“Young Master, please don’t cry,” Ziyuan said as she wiped his tears, her own tears flowing ceaselessly.

She knew, Lin Feng must be heartbroken.

Just like herself right now, equally heartbroken.

Seeing the Young Master in pain made Ziyuan feel as though her own heart was breaking into pieces.

…

Long Shiyou said, “Fengzi, this matter is not simple. Those who made a move, if I’m not mistaken, should be people from Ao Tian Ancient City. Ao Tian Ancient City is the first among the Ten Great Ancient Cities in East County Divine Land, with strength far surpassing that of Sun Moon City, Heavenly Saint City, and other ancient forces.”

“Ao Tian Ancient City?” Lin Feng’s expression grew dark.

“Correct, the leader of them is none other than the City Lord of Ao Tian Ancient City, Dugu Aotian!” said Long Shiyou.

“Dugu Aotian.”

Lin Feng clenched his teeth and etched that name into his memory.

He would imprint this name deep into his soul.

“Fengzi, Ao Tian Ancient City is the foremost of the Ten Great Ancient Cities. Their power is too overwhelming. Right now, Ao Tian Ancient City is issuing a bounty for your capture. In East County Divine Land, there’s no force that can contend with Ao Tian Ancient City, not even if you hide in Martial Soul Hall you can avoid Ao Tian Ancient City’s assassins. You can no longer stay in East County Divine Land, you must leave quickly,” Long Shiyou said, patting Lin Feng heavily on the shoulder, “As long as the green mountains are there, there is no fear of running out of firewood. When your cultivation rises in the future, you can return to East County Divine Land and it won’t be too late to avenge your fallen clan members.”

“The world is so vast, where can I go?” Lin Feng murmured.

“Cross the Mist Magnetic Lake and head to the Desert Domain. That place is in utter chaos; even Ao Tian Ancient City’s reach does not extend there. There are a few ancient sects within the Desert Domain. Once there, you can join a sect to cultivate. I believe with your talents, you will surely become an unparalleled powerhouse. And when you reign supreme over East County Divine Land, that will be the time for Ao Tian Ancient City’s demise,” Long Shiyou said.

“Desert Domain… alright, I’ll go to the Desert Domain!”

Lin Feng’s eyes gradually became resolute.

He knew he had to survive.

He still had too many things to do.

He had to find his father… His mother, suppressed deep within the Starry Sky World by the Nine Heavens Lost God Coffin, was waiting for him to rescue her.

The tragic deaths of his clansmen… the vengeance for his clan…

And he had to find out what had become of those clansmen who survived…

He must live on, no matter what.

“Ziyuan, staying by my side is too dangerous, you…,” Lin Feng looked at Ziyuan, but before he could finish, Ziyuan shook her head urgently, saying, “No, Ziyuan wants to follow the Young Master. No matter where, Ziyuan will stay by the Young Master’s side. If the Young Master doesn’t want Ziyuan, she would rather die.”

Lin Feng looked at Ziyuan’s stubborn face with a pained expression.

“Alright, together, we’ll cross the Mist Magnetic Lake and head to the Desert Domain.”

Lin Feng said.

“Mhm!” Ziyuan nodded vigorously.

Then, Lin Feng turned to Long Shiyou.

He said, “Shiyou, please tell Fei’er for me that I am fine, and I will come back to find her.”

“Fengzi, don’t worry,” said Long Shiyou.

Under the cover of night.

Lin Feng and Long Shiyou shared a hug.

Lin Feng left with Ziyuan towards Mist Magnetic Lake.

And Long Shiyou set out toward the direction of Imperial City.

“Whoosh.” Several figures appeared out of the darkness.

“Young Master…” These mysterious beings shrouded in darkness paid their respects to Long Shiyou respectfully.

One of the figures in black said, “Young Master should head back now, otherwise, our lord will start worrying.”

“Give me another half a month,” said Long Shiyou.

Another figure in black said, “Is there someone here that Young Master is concerned about? Could it be that person from just now? If the master finds out, that boy is undoubtedly doomed.”

A boundless murderous intent suddenly filled Long Shiyou’s eyes. “If anyone dares leak a word about Fengzi’s whereabouts, I will make sure they never find peace in death,” he threatened.

“Yes, we will surely keep the secret,” the several exceptionally powerful figures in black swiftly bowed their heads.

Soon, Long Shiyou and his companions also left, and the woods returned to silence.

The roars of beasts echoed through the mountains, lingering for a long time.

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