209: Make a plan

In the adjacent private room, Lin Feng held a teacup, his Divine Sense imperceptibly taking in everything.

He could even clearly “see” Old Devil Han’s muscles instantly tense under his bamboo hat, his entire body’s Magic Power secretly circulating, as if he was ready to flee at any moment.

Fan Jingmei seemed oblivious to this. She fanned herself with a small purple jade fan, and the gentle breeze carried a faint, exotic fragrance. It wasn’t a Ecstasy Incense (soul-bewitching fragrance), but it could subtly relax one’s mind.

She walked to the table, picked up the teapot, and poured herself a cup of tea, her movements elegant and unhurried, as if she were the owner of the place.

“Senior, there’s no need to be so tense.”

Fan Jingmei parted her red lips, her voice carrying a hint of a smile, “My Myriad Sound Sect does business in Tianxing City, and we believe in harmony bringing wealth.”

Han Li said nothing, his gaze under the bamboo hat still fixed on her.

The cloud of suspicion in his heart not only failed to dissipate but grew even thicker.

The Vice Sect Leader of such a major School personally coming to see him, a Loose Cultivator who had just formed his Core?

This in itself was highly illogical.

Fan Jingmei seemed to see through his thoughts. She put down her teacup, her captivating peach blossom eyes looking directly at Han Li’s bamboo hat.

“My Myriad Sound Sect’s influence spans the entire Tianxing City and its surroundings. How could the heaven and earth phenomena caused by Senior’s successful Core Formation in the city a few days ago escape the notice of my Myriad Sound Sect?”

She paused, her tone becoming meaningful, “I am here today to discuss a business deal with Senior that will benefit both of us.”

Han Li’s heart tensed, but then he thought that the commotion during his Core Formation was indeed significant, and it was normal for it to be noticed by a discerning individual.

The fact that the other party could state it so frankly made him feel that this might not be a trap specifically targeting him.

After all, if it were an enemy, why bother with so many words?

Thinking this, his taut body relaxed slightly, and a hoarse voice emerged from beneath his bamboo hat: “What business?”

The smile on Fan Jingmei’s lips deepened.

“It’s like this, Senior,” she said gracefully, “My Myriad Sound Sect is currently recruiting Guest Elders. Although Senior has only just broken through to the Early Stage of Core Formation, you barely meet the requirements.”

“Currently, there is an urgent mission that requires the assistance of a Core Formation Cultivator. Is Senior interested?”

“Barely meet the requirements?”

Han Li’s expression immediately became somewhat displeased.

He believed his Cultivation speed far surpassed ordinary people, and now, at only a hundred years old, he had reached Core Formation, yet he was described with the word “barely.”

This ignited an unnamed fire in his heart.

He was about to coldly snort and refuse this inexplicable recruitment, but Fan Jingmei’s next words struck him like a heavy hammer.

“This mission is fraught with unknown dangers, but the reward offered by my Myriad Sound Sect is absolutely generous.”

She extended a fair, jade-like finger and gently tapped the table, her voice carrying a fatal allure.

“After the matter is completed, Senior will receive half a gold thunder bamboo as remuneration.”

Buzz!

Han Li’s mind felt as if it had been struck by a bolt of lightning.

gold thunder bamboo!

This was one of the three divine trees, on par with Soul Nurturing Wood and Spirit Eye Tree!

This item naturally contained evil-dispelling divine thunder. If it could be used to refine a Lifebound Treasure, its power would be simply unimaginable!

He was just worrying about not finding suitable Materials to refine his Azure Bamboo Cloud Swarm Swords, and this gold thunder bamboo was simply a supreme treasure tailor-made for him!

The anger of being underestimated was instantly drowned by boundless greed.

But he was Old Devil Han after all. Decades of life-and-death struggles forced him to suppress the wild joy and excitement in his heart.

He was silent for a moment, his voice still hoarse, but with a hint of an almost imperceptible tremor.

“May I ask, which half?”

If it was the upper half, its value would be greatly reduced.

Only the half from the root was the essence; he could then use the small green bottle to accelerate its growth and mass-produce it.

Fan Jingmei looked at his feigned composure, secretly amused. Everything was within Elder Qing’s expectations.

She replied unhurriedly, “Naturally, it is the lower half.”

“Good!”

Han Li almost blurted it out, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately became vigilant, “What is the mission content? If I encounter a powerful enemy and my strength is insufficient to resist, what if I choose to leave?”

There was no such thing as a free lunch; he understood this better than anyone.

The temptation of half a gold thunder bamboo was too great, so great that it made him feel there must be immense risks hidden behind it.

“Senior, don’t worry about that.”

Fan Jingmei’s expression was a little helpless, as if saying, 'Why are you so suspicious?' “The mission is simply to go to an island and assist another Elder of my Myriad Sound Sect in dealing with an enemy. If you truly encounter a powerful enemy you cannot defeat, Senior can leave on your own, and my Myriad Sound Sect will never stop you.”

She paused, then added a sentence that made it utterly impossible for Han Li to refuse.

“At that time, that half of the gold thunder bamboo will still be presented with both hands as a thank-you gift for Senior’s assistance.”

Han Li fell completely silent.

He could leave at any time and still get the reward?

These terms were so generous that he couldn’t find any reason to refuse.

He took a deep breath and finally made his decision.

“Alright! I accept this mission!”

“Senior is straightforward!”

Fan Jingmei nodded in satisfaction and handed over a Jade Slip, “Three days from now, at Black Rock Reef, three hundred li east of the city, someone will meet Senior. The specific details are all explained in the Jade Slip.”

Han Li took the Jade Slip, swept it with his Divine Sense to confirm it, and then did not linger.

He stood up, slightly cupped his hands to Fan Jingmei, and then pushed the door open and left, his figure quickly disappearing outside the restaurant.

After he left, the private room fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly, a green figure appeared by the screen without warning; it was Lin Feng.

“Elder Qing!”

The charm and shrewdness on Fan Jingmei’s face instantly faded, replaced by genuine surprise and adoration.

She quickly stepped forward and bowed gracefully to Lin Feng, her eyes sparkling with youthful excitement.

Lin Feng smiled as he helped her up, his gaze sweeping over her, marveling.

“Not bad, Jingmei, after a few years, you’ve become more and more womanly.”

He reached out and habitually pinched her tender cheek, teasing, “Do you still remember that shy little girl who followed me at the entrance of my Immortal Cave, not even daring to speak loudly?”

Fan Jingmei’s cheeks instantly flushed crimson, even her earlobes turning pink.

She lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito, “Elder Qing, please don’t tease Jingmei… Jingmei… Jingmei belongs only to Elder. This attire is merely for business…”

Her shy appearance was completely different from the Myriad Sound Sect Vice Sect Leader who had just played Old Devil Han like a fiddle.

Lin Feng chuckled softly, withdrew his hand, and his expression turned serious.

“By the way, Elder. What should be done with that Loose Cultivator you asked me to deal with?” Fan Jingmei quickly adjusted her emotions, returning to her capable demeanor.

“I already have a plan for this matter.”

Lin Feng walked to the window, looking at the endless stream of people below, his eyes deep.

“You don’t need to worry about that Loose Cultivator anymore. I’ve already arranged for someone to meet him at the rendezvous point.”

He changed the subject, “Sect Leader Sun of the Yinsha Sect was once a Disciple of Old Ancestor Extreme Yin, but later betrayed him and has been at odds with Jiyin Island for a long time. This mission is for him to lead his people to raid Scorpion Island, just for show.”

“Then… the gold thunder bamboo?” Fan Jingmei asked with some hesitation.

Lin Feng smiled, and with a flick of his hand, a section of bamboo flashing with golden electric arcs appeared in his hand.

This section of gold thunder bamboo was quite a bit longer than the promised half, and lightning flashed on it, indicating it was a top-grade item at a glance.

Lin Feng flicked his fingers repeatedly, and several complex and obscure Restriction runes merged into the bamboo body, disappearing.

He handed the treated gold thunder bamboo to Fan Jingmei.

“If that Loose Cultivator surnamed Han comes to my Myriad Sound Sect for his reward after completing the mission, give him this.”

Fan Jingmei carefully took the gold thunder bamboo, her awe for Lin Feng’s methods growing even stronger.

She put away the divine wood, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn’t help but ask softly, “Elder Qing, Young Miss Purple Spirit… she has been missing you very much. This time you’re back, aren’t you going to see her?”

At the mention of Purple Spirit, Lin Feng’s gaze softened a few points.

He turned around, his back to Fan Jingmei, his voice becoming somewhat ethereal.

“The time is not yet right.”

“Jingmei, you just need to assist Purple Spirit well and manage the Myriad Sound Sect properly. When the time is right, you and I will meet again.”

As his voice faded, he left several Jade Vials containing Medicinal Pills on the table, and his figure dissipated like a wisp of smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Fan Jingmei looked at the empty room, feeling the familiar aura lingering in the air, and a sense of inexpressible melancholy welled up in her heart.

How could she not miss him?

But she quickly suppressed this sentimental feeling, her eyes becoming clear and resolute again.

She picked up the Medicinal Pills on the table and left the restaurant, resuming her appearance as the decisive Myriad Sound Sect Vice Sect Leader who commanded the attention of the entire Tianxing City business world.

…

At the same time, above Tianxing City, on the Floating Immortal Island that Mortals could never glimpse.

Lin Feng’s figure appeared out of thin air.

Before him, a tall figure shrouded in a black robe had been waiting for a long time; it was Old Demon Profound Bone.

“Master.” Profound Bone bowed, his attitude extremely respectful.

“Profound Bone, things need to be advanced.” Lin Feng got straight to the point, without a single wasted word.

He tossed a Jade Slip to Profound Bone.

“Three days from now, you will impersonate someone from my Myriad Sound Sect and go to Black Rock Reef to meet a Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator named Han Li. Then, take him and the people from the Yinsha Sect to raid Scorpion Island.”

“You have three tasks.”

Lin Feng extended his fingers, his voice cold, devoid of any emotion.

“First, pretend to kill Wu Chou, a Disciple under Old Ancestor Extreme Yin. I predict that a wisp of Old Ancestor Xuanyin’s separated soul will definitely possess Wu Chou, and then he will act to kill the Yinsha Sect members.”

“Second, in front of Old Ancestor Xuanyin’s separated soul, you must find a way to make him ‘see’ the Blood Jade Spider hidden on Han Li.”

“Third, and most importantly.”

Lin Feng’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, “You must ensure that Han Li can escape from Scorpion Island alive.”

Profound Bone took the Jade Slip, swept it with his Divine Sense, and instantly understood the entire script.

“Master, rest assured.”

Profound Bone crushed the Jade Slip, his voice hoarsely assuring, “Profound Bone will definitely complete the mission.”

With that, his figure transformed into a wisp of black smoke, silently disappearing from the Immortal Island.

Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the clouds rolling and unrolling below.

He saw that Profound Bone harbored some ambition, and might do things beyond the mission, but Lin Feng was too lazy to concern himself with his personal vendetta against Extreme Yin.