120: Kumen Island

“Harvesting primordial yin… as a Cauldron…”

When Yao'er heard these words, her heart felt as if it had been pricked by needles.

Her delicate body trembled, her vision blurred, and the color instantly drained from her face.

If Lin Feng hadn’t reached out to steady her swaying body, she might have collapsed to the ground.

“My young friend, the steward,” Lin Feng asked, holding Yao'er, “do you know why that Qingyang Sect Young Master came to Kui Xing Island, and where he is now?”

The steward looked troubled and rubbed his hands.

“Brother Qinglian, this… that Young Lord acts erratically, and we, as small figures, truly dare not say more…”

Before he finished speaking, a Storage Pouch was quietly slipped into his hand.

The steward’s expression shifted, his Divine Sense instinctively probed inside, and the difficulty on his face instantly transformed into a warm smile.

Inside the Storage Pouch, it was filled to the brim with Spirit Stones, a rough count suggesting there were nearly a thousand of them.

He quickly put away the Storage Pouch, his movements fluid as if nothing had happened.

He glanced around, and seeing no one nearby.

He leaned close to Lin Feng’s ear, his voice extremely low, almost only audible to the two of them.

“Brother Qinglian, I’ll tell you the truth. That Young Lord, it’s said he just had a Breakthrough to Core Formation, and after coming out of seclusion, he’s ostensibly traveling various places, but in reality, he’s extensively abducting beautiful Foundation Establishment female Loose Cultivators.”

“His whereabouts are uncertain; he should still be on these nearby islands. Brother Qinglian, I must warn you, that Young Lord is constantly accompanied by an old butler at the Middle Stage of Core Formation, whose strength is considerable. Be careful in all matters!”

Lin Feng nodded, having gained a clear understanding.

“Thank you for the warning, my young friend, the steward.”

He was about to leave with Yao'er when his heart suddenly stirred, and he turned to ask, “May I ask your esteemed name, my young friend?”

The steward quickly cupped his hands, a beaming smile on his face: “My name is Wen Zexu. Alas, my family is unfortunate; my son, Wen Qiang, is twenty years old this year and is still stuck at Qi Refining sixth level. He is truly disappointing, making you laugh, Elder Brother.”

A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched Lin Feng’s lips.

This Wen Zexu was quite an interesting person, saving him a lot of trouble.

He noted down the name, said no more, and turned to leave with Yao'er, who was still somewhat dazed.

Yao'er followed behind Lin Feng with unsteady steps, her mind a blank.

Qingyang Sect, the Three Yang Demonic Cultivator at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, the Young Lord at Core Formation, and an old butler at the Middle Stage of Core Formation…

Each of these titles felt like a massive mountain, crushing her and making it hard to breathe.

If Senior Sister Yan Li had fallen into such hands, the consequences… she dared not imagine.

And this Senior Qinglian in front of her, although he was also a powerful Cultivator at Core Formation, he was neither related to her nor a friend. How could he offend a colossal entity like the Qingyang Sect for a woman he didn’t even know?

Her heart sank bit by bit to the bottom.

Perhaps… perhaps there was only one way.

If she were to proactively approach that Young Lord of Qingyang Sect, feign compliance, and stay by his side, perhaps… perhaps she could find an opportunity to rescue Senior Sister Yan Li.

Once this thought arose, it grew wildly like weeds.

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and she even began to ponder how she could “accidentally” meet that Young Lord, how she could attract his attention…

“Ah!”

With a soft cry, Yao'er felt as if she had run into an incredibly hard wall, and a sharp pain shot through her forehead.

She rubbed her slightly red forehead, looked up, and met Lin Feng’s eyes, which held a hint of amusement.

“Sorry, Senior! I… I was distracted…”

Only then did Yao'er realize that Lin Feng had stopped at some point, and his back was as hard as a Magic Treasure.

Lin Feng looked at her pained and embarrassed expression, feeling a bit amused.

His Demonic Throat Body had reached the fourth layer; his Physical Body strength was comparable to a tenth-level Yao Beast. Her collision must have been quite painful.

“What are you thinking about, so intently?” he asked.

Yao'er then clearly saw the scene before her.

Unbeknownst to them, they had arrived at the teleportation Formation area on the other side of Kui Xing Island.

Unlike the teleportation Formation they used to arrive, the Formation here was smaller in scale, clearly an inter-island teleportation Formation leading to nearby islands.

She suddenly realized something, her heart trembled, and her eyes instantly reddened.

This Senior… he was actually going to take her to find her Senior Sister!

“Senior…” Her voice was filled with joy, tears welling in her eyes, “Thank you… I don’t know how to thank you, Yao'er…”

Lin Feng looked at her tearful expression and smiled gently.

“Miss Yuan and your Senior Sister share a deep bond, which I admire. I will do my best to help you find Miss Yan.”

As he spoke, he took out a token from his Storage Pouch, the very one Wen Zexu had secretly given him earlier.

Upon seeing this token, the Star Palace Cultivator guarding the teleportation Formation immediately broke into a respectful smile, quickly stepped forward to salute, and politely led the two to a teleportation Formation that was already prepared.

Lin Feng’s destination for this trip was Kumen Island.

That was the territory of Huangsha Sect, and according to the tropes of web novels, perhaps that Young Lord of Qingyang Sect would go there.

As the guard embedded the Spirit Stones into the Formation’s grooves, a strong white light shot into the sky.

Buzz!

The light enveloped their figures. Yao'er felt a dizzying sensation, her heart filled with endless excitement and apprehension, as she and Lin Feng disappeared from Kui Xing Island.

…

Light and shadow shifted, and the sensation of weightlessness finally vanished.

When her feet once again felt solid ground, Yao'er, who was a bit dizzy from her first time using a teleportation Formation, felt her stomach churn, stumbled, and nearly fell.

A warm, strong hand timely wrapped around her slender waist, steadying her firmly.

“Thank you, Senior.”

Yao'er’s cheeks flushed instantly. Lin Feng’s hand was resting on her flat lower abdomen, and the scorching warmth from his palm made her heart stir with an unfamiliar sensation.

Lin Feng touched her but didn't go further.

He quickly released his hand, his expression calm as usual, and led Yao'er off the teleportation platform.

As soon as they stepped out of the teleportation hall, a wave of hot air mixed with sand immediately assailed them.

As far as the eye could see, there was endless yellow sand, and the sky itself was a hazy, earthy yellow.

The distant buildings were mostly low, constructed from large stones and a yellowish Material, with a rugged style, completely different from Kui Xing Island.

Cultivators on the streets came and went incessantly, many of them wearing unified earthy yellow Daoist robes with a flowing sand emblem embroidered on their chests, presumably the Disciples of the local power—the Huangsha Sect.

Lin Feng’s Divine Sense stirred, and he quickly used the token to find a Star Palace guards on duty there.

After a polite inquiry, Lin Feng gained a general understanding of the current situation.

It turned out that in a few days, it would be the five-hundredth birthday of Yellow Sand Forefather, the Sect Leader of Huangsha Sect.

Although Yellow Sand Forefather’s cultivation was only at the Peak of Core Formation, not considered top-tier in the Chaotic Star Sea, he had a Nascent Soul Stage Master who served as an Elder in the Star Palace.

With this connection, both the Righteous Path and Demonic Path, all major forces, had to show him some respect.

In recent months, various Cultivators had come to Kumen Island to offer birthday greetings, including many younger generations dispatched by major Sects.

The entire Kumen Island had become unprecedentedly lively as a result.

And consequently, it had become even more of a mixed bag.

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