102: mine

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“Phoenix Dance, wait for me here.”

Mo Fengwu nodded, tears welling in her eyes, but she still vigilantly scanned her surroundings.

Lin Feng said no more and stepped into the Mo Estate, which had already been reduced to ruins.

On the System interface, although the status bar next to Mo Caihuan’s and Mo Yuzhu’s names said [Feigned Death], which somewhat eased his mind, even his Divine Sense at the Nascent Soul Stage could not detect any living aura, and the location given by the System was very vague.

Lin Feng could only search inch by inch with his naked eyes.

Passing through the collapsed main hall and bypassing the messy training ground, he finally stopped in a corner of the backyard.

A dry well.

The wellhead was sealed by a bluestone slab.

And on that bluestone slab, a delicate figure lay motionless.

It was Mo Caihuan.

Her clothes were torn, covered in dust and bloodstains, her small face was pale, and there was no trace of breath or heartbeat.

Lin Feng’s heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward, carefully lifting Mo Caihuan’s body and laying her flat on a relatively clean stone slab nearby.

Then, he took a deep, somewhat anxious breath and pushed aside the large bluestone slab.

Down in the well, he indeed saw Madam Mo and Mo Yuzhu, mother and daughter, tightly embracing each other, also pale and without any breath.

Lin Feng did not dare to delay; his spiritual power transformed into a gentle large hand, reaching into the well, and steadily lifting the mother and daughter out, placing them side by side with Mo Caihuan.

He extended his fingers and checked the pulses of the three in turn.

A moment later, his brows furrowed slightly.

The situation was somewhat strange.

Madam Mo’s and Mo Yuzhu’s pulses and heartbeats, after being brought out of the well, actually began to slowly recover; although weak, they were steadily returning.

Only Mo Caihuan remained like a cold corpse, completely lifeless.

Lin Feng’s expression was solemn; he searched through his Storage Pouch and found several Medicinal Pills that Mortals could take.

He gently opened Mo Caihuan’s small mouth and put the Medicinal Pill in.

But her teeth were tightly clenched at this time, making it impossible for her to swallow the Medicinal Pill.

Lin Feng had no choice but to hold the Medicinal Pills one by one in his own mouth, dissolving them with spiritual power, and then he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers.

The warm medicinal liquid slowly flowed down Mo Caihuan’s throat, passing between their lips and tongues.

It was definitely not because Lin Feng wanted to kiss her.

After doing all this, he waited quietly for a moment.

But Mo Caihuan’s body still showed no reaction.

Lin Feng’s brows furrowed even tighter.

He truly had no way to save Mortals, and the System did not pop up any mission prompts.

Emergency knowledge from his previous life flashed through his mind; although he didn’t know if it would work on people of this world, at the moment, he could only try anything.

He laid Mo Caihuan flat, clasped his hands together, and pressed them on her developing chest, beginning rhythmic compressions.

One, two, three...

Then, he leaned down again, breathing into her mouth.

This was repeated, and about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea passed.

Mo Caihuan’s body remained cold.

Lin Feng stopped his actions, a hint of bitterness rising in his mouth.

He looked at the girl’s bloodless face, and with a thought, he gently picked her up.

The next moment, Mo Caihuan’s figure disappeared, placed into his Inner Universe, right next to the Nine-Bend Spirit Ginseng, allowing the pure herbal energy to nourish her.

After doing all this, he stood up, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Above Jia Yuan City, several streaks of light from Demonic Path Cultivators whistled past, a faint scent of blood lingering about them, clearly having just returned from pillaging.

Lin Feng’s gaze sharpened, and several Soul-Stabbing Spells shot out, tearing through the air.

The figures of the few Foundation Establishment Stage Demonic Cultivators in the air stiffened, their eyes instantly losing focus, and they fell straight down from the sky.

Lin Feng waved his hand, pulling their Storage Pouches into his grasp; a sweep of his Divine Sense revealed them to be full of blood-stained Spirit Stones and valuables, along with some personal clothing of Mortal women.

He snorted coldly, and a ball of raging fire flew out, burning the corpses to ashes.

Whether in his previous life or this one, he felt a deep-seated revulsion for the actions of such invaders.

Unfortunately, the loyal servants of the Mo Estate who protected their master could never return.

He sighed lightly, waved his hand to disperse the bloody scent from the area, and then called Mo Fengwu over.

“Phoenix Dance, Auntie and Yu Zhu are fine; they will wake up soon.”

Mo Fengwu saw her mother and sister’s stable breaths and felt joy in her heart, but when she saw Lin Feng’s solemn expression, her heart tightened again.

“Husband, then... Sister Caihuan she...”

“Her situation is a bit special; I have temporarily placed her in the Inner Universe to recuperate,” Lin Feng explained. “Do you know what kind of Medicinal Pill they took?”

“Medicinal Pill?” Mo Fengwu was startled at his words, then seemed to remember something, her expression changing. “I remember! It was a bottle of ‘Turtle Breath Feigned Death Pill’ that Father left many years ago! Father said that taking this Pill requires a completely sealed environment to preserve life; once exposed to the air for too long, it will...”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Lin Feng immediately understood.

Mo Caihuan must have, in her urgency, let her mother and sister hide in the well first, while she herself desperately sealed the wellhead from outside, and as a result, the medicinal effect took hold, and she fainted at the wellhead.

However, Mortals simply cannot withstand the Spirit Pills used by Cultivators. If forced to swallow them, Mortals without Spiritual Roots to bear them would likely explode and die instantly.

Looking at Mo Fengwu’s worried eyes, Lin Feng held her hand and comforted her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely bring Sister Caihuan back completely unharmed.”

Mo Fengwu nodded, forcing a faint smile.

Subsequently, Lin Feng and Mo Fengwu, carrying the still unconscious Mo family mother and daughter on their backs, sped towards the Yanyue Sect.

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That night, in Mo Fengwu’s room on Yueyao Peak.

Madam Mo and Mo Yuzhu woke up one after another.

“Phoenix Dance!”

“Mother! Sister!”

The mother and two daughters saw each other safe and sound, and immediately embraced, weeping.

After their emotions had somewhat calmed, Madam Mo haltingly recounted the scene at the time.

It turned out that when the Demonic Path Cultivators plundered, they became suspicious upon seeing the Mo Estate protected by a Formation, thinking it was a secret stronghold set up by the Seven Sects.

Thus, they gathered over a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators and launched a frenzied bombardment on the protective Formation of the estate.

Qing Hun at the main gate struggled to maintain the Formation, ultimately exhausting himself and dying.

As the Formation was about to break, Mo Caihuan rushed into the pharmacy, found the bottle of “Turtle Breath Feigned Death Pill,” forcibly fed it to her mother and sister, and then led them to the dry well in the backyard.

“...After she put us down, she climbed out again herself. The last thing I heard was Caihuan pushing the stone slab with all her might...” Madam Mo choked with sobs.

Lin Feng listened quietly from the side, a sense of admiration for Mo Caihuan growing in his heart.

He secretly vowed in his heart that no matter what, he would save her.

After the three Mo family women fell asleep on Yueyao Peak, Lin Feng quietly left the Yanyue Sect alone.

His next target was clear—the Ancient Teleportation Array.

Therefore, he needed to know Han Li’s current location.

Returning to Huangfeng Valley, he went directly to Li Huayuan’s Green Wave Cave.

“Junior Martial Uncle, your Disciple heard that Junior Brother Han went to guard the mine alone. Now that the Demonic Path is strong, your Disciple is worried and wishes to go assist him.”

Li Huayuan looked at Lin Feng’s sincere gaze before him, greatly pleased.

“It is Han Li’s fortune to have a friend like you! Go, that mine is located at...”

Li Huayuan did not suspect anything and happily told Lin Feng the exact location of the mine.

Lin Feng said no more, cupped his hands in farewell, and without a moment’s delay, transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the night.

Not long after.

Deep within a certain mine.

Lin Feng’s figure was silently suspended in mid-air, wearing top-grade invisibility talismans and aura-concealing talismans; even a Core Formation Cultivator would not be able to detect Lin Feng’s presence if they were face to face.

Below him, a huge white spider was resting, asleep on a protruding rock; it was the White Jade Spider from the mine.

He had originally only intended to confirm the location of the Ancient Teleportation Array, but he didn’t expect such a coincidence.

So Lin Feng decided to stay and watch a good show.

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Half an hour later.

A faint sound of footsteps approached.

Five figures appeared in view; leading them was Lu Tianmeng of Spirit Beast Mountain, while Han Li, with a vigilant expression, brought up the rear.

“Roar!”

The sleeping White Jade Spider was instantly startled awake, its eight blood-red compound eyes suddenly opened, locking onto these uninvited guests, and it let out a sharp shriek, charging forward fiercely.

A chaotic battle of five people and one spider erupted then.

Lin Feng watched the battle below with interest.

Various Spells and the spider’s venom intertwined, and the clanging of weapons against spider spears was incessant. (For details, watch the anime’s mine arc, it’s really good!)

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Soon, two weaker Cultivators died tragically under the spider’s sharp claws, and Lu Tianmeng of Spirit Beast Mountain was also ambushed by Xuan Le, dying on the spot.

Finally, only Han Li and Xuan Le of Yanyue Sect remained on the field.

“Junior Brother Han!” Xuan Le’s face held a fervent longing, “Aren’t you curious? What kind of world lies beyond this continent?”

Upon hearing this, Han Li instinctively took half a step back, but the hand hidden behind his back was already quietly condensing a talisman treasure.

And Lin Feng at this time was invisibly watching at close range not far from the two.

The two then began a chaotic battle with the enraged Blood Jade Spider.

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“Tsk tsk, what a feint.”

“Dodge! Xuan Le! Look behind you!”

Unfortunately, Xuan Le couldn’t hear his complaints.

Finally, Xuan Le’s body stiffened abruptly; he looked down in disbelief at the golden spider spear piercing through his chest, his eyes filled with confusion and despair.

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When all was settled, the bodies of Xuan Le and the Blood Jade Spider lay on the ground; in the entire mine, only Han Li remained, standing before the Ancient Teleportation Array, panting heavily.

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Can anyone guess Mo Caihuan’s subsequent plot?

Someone always complains that I deliberately step on Old Devil Han, so I’ll write a short section in this chapter~

The anime’s mine arc is truly recommended, definitely a Peak production of Chinese animation!