Chapter 877: 16: People Shouldn't Bite Dogs

Chapter 877: Chapter 16: People Shouldn’t Bite Dogs

“It’s been three hundred years without any news of you. The world outside speculates that you have fallen. Although the rumors aren’t true, it seems you’ve been injured by the Tao.”

Master Yuan Zhen squinted as he looked at the Roc King.

A Tao Injury is a wound left in the body by the Heavenly Dao.

Once a cultivator is injured by the Tao, it is hard to cure with medicine.

It’s said that even the Undying Immortal Medicine cannot heal a Tao Injury within.

Only by finding the Great Tao Origin to fill the void of the Tao Injury can it be cured.

“You have a sharp eye, Taoist friend.” The Roc King nodded, not denying it.

The Four Great Strongmen also couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

It is rumored that those who suffer a Tao Injury have a life span of no more than ten years.

The Roc King has been silent since three hundred years ago, likely due to the Tao Injury at that time.

How powerful must one’s cultivation be to suppress a Tao Injury for three hundred years without falling?

If not for the burden of the Tao Injury, the Roc King’s cultivation would likely be unfathomable.

However, the Roc King’s injury brought a sigh of relief to Xiang Hongtu, Master Yuan Zhen, and Chu Dongchen.

If the Roc King were uninjured, even combined, they might not match him.

But now, with the Roc King injured, he is less intimidating.

Xiang Hongtu, with a forced smile, said, “Today, we come to blows only to know each other better. Please, Roc King, come in, and we’ll talk inside.”

The Roc King nodded and entered the hall.

At this time, Xiang Hongtu said, “You all go out now and wait in the side chamber.”

This is the discussion of the Five Great Heads, clearly indicating others don’t have the privilege to stay here.

The Moo Family people ushered everyone into the side hall to rest.

Master Yuan Zhen brought two young Taoists, one plump, with a face full of flesh, eyes emitting a yellow light. Without the Taoist robe he wore, he wouldn’t look like a Taoist at all.

The other one was small in stature, eyes sharp and sinister.

Chu Dongchen was accompanied by a young gentleman named Chu Jiann, who appeared to be twenty-five or twenty-six and was an outstanding figure of the younger generation in the Chu Family.

Xiang ZiJie, the two young Taoists, and Chu Jiann gathered together, whispering.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was sitting on the other side with the nephew of the Golden Winged Roc King.

“I am Lin Feng, may I know how this brother is called?” Lin Feng clasped his fists in greeting.

Seeing it was the young cultivator who spoke on behalf of his uncle and nephew at Longling Inn a day earlier, the Golden Winged Roc King’s nephew smiled slightly. He also clasped his fists, saying, “I am Jin Shengyuan. Thank you, Brother Lin, for defending us yesterday.”

Lin Feng said, “Brother Jin, you’re too kind. I just couldn’t stand the Moo Family people’s overbearing attitude myself.”

At this moment, Moo Yu led some maids carrying tea into the main hall, nodding and bowing, saying, “Gentlemen, this is Snow Tea, a specialty of the Snow Domain, cool and refreshing. Please have a taste.”

Lin Feng took a sip of Snow Tea, feeling a cool sensation envelop his body. Snow Tea, produced in a land of ice, naturally had exceptional qualities.

“Young Master Jin, I apologize for any offense caused before. Please, be magnanimous and do not take it to heart.” Moo Yu approached cautiously, offering his apology.

He now knew the identities of the Golden Winged Roc King’s uncle and nephew, nearly frightened out of his wits.

Apologizing at this moment was akin to mending the fence after losing the sheep.

“Forget it, I can’t be bothered to argue with you.” Jin Shengyuan said coldly.

“Thank you, Young Master Jin, for your generosity.” Moo Yu hurriedly bowed and then exited.

Lin Feng said, “In these aristocratic families, there is no shortage of individuals who bully others using their powerful connections.”

Jin Shengyuan said, “Indeed, dealing with such individuals is, in my view, a waste of one’s own hands.”

Jin Shengyuan, being the nephew of the Roc King and a Heavenly Pride of the demon clan’s younger generation, appeared to be less than twenty years old, a few years younger than Lin Feng. Following the Roc King for these years, he had seen and experienced much.

Jin Shengyuan naturally had his pride.

“It seems Xiang Hongtu, Master Yuan Zhen, and Chu Dongchen might join forces. I wonder if Grandmother will team up with Senior Roc King.”

Lin Feng glanced at the gathered Xiang ZiJie and others, frowning slightly.

“Sigh…”

Jin Shengyuan sighed, full of worry, clearly concerned for his uncle.

“Has Senior suffered from the Tao Injury for many years? Surely, there still isn’t a cure?” Lin Feng asked.

“The Great Tao is flawed; a Tao Injury is hard to heal. Uncle heard that the Snow Flood Dragon occupies a mysterious cave mansion with a Great Tao Origin within, so he came. Now, his injury has become increasingly severe, reaching an urgent state. This time, I hope he can find the Great Tao Origin to heal his injury. I fear if delayed further, my uncle’s body might not withstand the Tao Injury within.”

Jin Shengyuan said worriedly.

For others, a Tao Injury would cause their fall within ten years.

Yet, the Roc King has held on for three hundred years.

Even as mighty as the Roc King, he is nearing his limit.

“Don’t worry. We will find the Great Tao Origin to heal Senior’s Tao Injury.” Lin Feng said.

“Heh heh, even if the Great Tao Origin is found, who it belongs to is still uncertain. Besides, using such a treasure on a dying man is quite a waste.”

At this point, a sneering voice was heard.

Xiang ZiJie smirked, casting a disdainful glance at Lin Feng and Jin Shengyuan.

Earlier, upon seeing the severely injured Roc King repelling Xiang Family Ancestor Xiang Hongtu, Xiang ZiJie felt frustrated. Hearing Lin Feng and Jin Shengyuan discussing the Roc King’s injury, he couldn’t help but cynically mock.

“Xiang ZiJie, whom are you calling a dying man?”

Jin Shengyuan stood up, eyes icy cold, demon origin power surging within, clearly on the verge of losing control.

“Everyone knows who the dying man is.”

Xiang ZiJie sneered.

“You’re courting death…” Jin Shengyuan shouted in anger, wanting to strike, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

“Brother Lin, don’t stop me,” Jin Shengyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger.

Lin Feng said, “Brother Jin, have you ever heard this saying?”

Jin Shengyuan looked at Lin Feng, puzzled, asking, “What saying?”

“When a dog bites a person, a person cannot bite the dog back.” Lin Feng said with a smile.

Everyone was stunned.

Jin Shengyuan laughed, “That’s right. If a person bitten by a dog bites back, wouldn’t that person become a dog too?”

“Boy, do you dare to insult me as a dog?”

Xiang ZiJie realized Lin Feng was mocking him, and his eyes turned cold, his intent to kill clearly visible.

“Did I curse you? I was cursing the dog, especially a shameless one.”

Lin Feng sneered, “That dog’s elder was repelled when fighting someone with a Tao Injury, yet that dog still has the face to pose grandly, mocking a senior cultivator severely injured by the Tao. As a young person, mocking a senior respectable cultivator, not understanding the basic manners and etiquette. I really don’t understand what kind of family cultivated such a dog-like figure, truly disgracing the family.”

“Boy, I will tear you apart…” Xiang ZiJie roared, stepping toward Lin Feng, a massive killing intent radiating from his body.