93: Exposed?

Passing through the bustling streets of Yanling Fort, Lin Feng led Dong Xuan'er into an inconspicuous inn.

He only rented one room.

"So stingy!" Dong Xuan'er muttered softly as she followed behind him.

Lin Feng ignored her and walked directly to the window, his gaze fixed on the faintly visible tall tower in the distance. That mysterious Nascent Soul Cultivator was like a dark cloud, looming over this seemingly peaceful city. He had to ascertain the other party's identity and intentions tonight.

He turned around and said to Dong Xuan'er, "Let's go, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with this place first."

The two of them strolled leisurely around the city, and Lin Feng committed several key streets and markets to memory.

Before returning to the inn, Lin Feng stopped, his expression serious as he looked at Dong Xuan'er: "The city is a mixed bag of Cultivators from various sects now. Junior Sister, it's best you stay put in the inn. If you go out and cause trouble, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Got it, got it," Dong Xuan'er replied perfunctorily, her peach blossom eyes restlessly glancing at a few young male Cultivators passing by on the street, a faint, alluring smile playing on her lips.

Lin Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and his voice grew a few shades colder: "Has Junior Sister forgotten Red拂 Shishu's words before we left?"

At the mention of her Master, Hong Fu, Dong Xuan'er's expression changed slightly, and she reluctantly withdrew her gaze, huffed, and turned to walk into the inn.

Watching her retreating figure, Lin Feng still couldn't completely relax. A spiritual light flashed on his fingertip, and a barely perceptible wisp of Divine Thought quietly attached itself to the corner of Dong Xuan'er's clothes.

Having done all this, he turned and merged into the street corner, his figure quickly disappearing into the depths of the darkening alley.

...

Lin Feng's figure emerged from a dark corner. Two faint lights simultaneously illuminated his body: a Qi Concealment Talisman and an Invisibility Talisman. The Nine Revolutions Breathing Earth Pearl within him also emitted a faint earthy yellow glow, completely erasing his last trace of aura.

Having completed all this, he drifted like a wisp of smoke, silently approaching the tallest tower in the center of Yan Family Fortress.

The closer he got, the clearer the faint sense of oppression in the air became.

His figure climbed lightly along the outer wall of the tall tower, like a geckos, slowly moving upwards. As he approached the pavilion at the top of the tower, a few intermittent whispers drifted out through the cracks in the window.

Lin Feng immediately held his breath and pressed his ear closer.

A seductive, yet somewhat lazy male voice spoke: "The Yan Family itself has only two Core Formation Cultivators, not worth mentioning. If we can use this blood sacrifice to attract those high-level Cultivators from the Seven Sects, then that would truly be catching a big fish."

"Yes, Senior Cloudy Dew!" another slightly constrained male voice immediately followed, filled with flattery and reverence, "The blood sacrifice Formation for two days later has been properly arranged by Wang Chan, ensuring that not even a mosquito can fly out!"

The voice of the man called Senior Cloudy Dew paused, as if he was contemplating something.

"It might be possible to deliberately let a few internal spies return to report, which would increase credibility..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Hmm? Who!"

A terrifying Divine Sense pressure instantly erupted from within the pavilion, sweeping in all directions!

Lin Feng, who was clinging to the wall, his heart suddenly constricted!

Just now, the wisp of Divine Thought he had left on Dong Xuan'er suddenly transmitted a slight fluctuation. When he diverted a trace of his mind to receive that fluctuation, the faint ripples of Divine Sense he emitted were actually keenly captured by this Old Devil!

Middle Stage Nascent Soul! And a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator whose Divine Sense far surpassed others of the same stage!

Lin Feng's scalp tingled. Almost instinctively, he pushed the Nine Revolutions Breathing Earth Pearl's concealment effect to its limit, suppressing all his spiritual power, and clung to the wall like a true rock, not moving an inch.

A demonic female figure appeared like a ghost in the air outside the pavilion, her eyes, sharp as blades, slowly sweeping over the wall where Lin Feng was located.

The air seemed to solidify.

Lin Feng could even feel that Divine Sense scraping over him like a cold blade.

A moment later, the man seemed to have found nothing unusual. His delicate brows furrowed slightly, and he scanned the area suspiciously again before turning and returning to the pavilion.

Lin Feng remained motionless until he confirmed that the other party's aura had stabilized before slowly exhaling.

However, the voices from inside the pavilion could no longer be heard. That Old Devil had clearly grown suspicious and directly set up a soundproofing Restriction.

It was not advisable to stay here long.

Lin Feng felt helpless and had no choice but to abandon his plan of continuing to eavesdrop. His figure flickered, and he silently returned the way he came, disappearing into the night.

He didn't return directly to the inn but instead quickly investigated the entire periphery of Yanling Fort. Sure enough, a massive, invisible light barrier had already enveloped the entire city. It was a vast Demonic Path Formation, with its nodes hidden in various places, emitting a strong stench of blood and resentment.

Lin Feng carefully sensed the fluctuations of the Formation and felt a little more at ease. Although this Formation was strong, it was impossible to trap him.

Just then, the wisp of Divine Thought he had left on Dong Xuan'er once again transmitted a violent fluctuation, mixed with a hint of panic and resistance.

That troublemaker!

Lin Feng felt somewhat speechless, but still decided to go back and check.

...

Upon returning to the inn, Dong Xuan'er had indeed not stayed quietly in her room.

However, Lin Feng could not freely release his Divine Sense to investigate the city at full power at this time. Even if he used a Spirit Descent Talisman to raise his cultivation to the Nascent Soul Stage, his Divine Sense could not be improved with it.

Rashly extending his Divine Sense might still be detected by Yunlu Old Demon. Relying on the sensation from the wisp of Divine Thought on Dong Xuan'er to pinpoint the direction, Lin Feng once again slipped into the night.

"Let go of me!"

Finally, in a secluded residential area, he heard Dong Xuan'er's familiar, petulant voice.

Lin Feng's figure flickered, hiding in the shadow of a eaves, and looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw two burly, rough-faced men, one on each side, grabbing Dong Xuan'er's wrists and forcibly dragging her towards a courtyard gate.

Dong Xuan'er's pretty face was flushed, and a faint scent of alcohol emanated from her, indicating she had clearly drunk some spiritual wine.

"Fairy, weren't you winking at that pretty boy earlier?" one of the burly men said with a lecherous grin, "Now my brothers and I want to invite Fairy in for a drink and to have some fun with us for the night, why are you unwilling?"

"Get lost! Do you know who I am?!" Dong Xuan'er yelled furiously, struggling with all her might.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on the left burly man's arm.

"Ow!"

The burly man cried out in pain and slapped her backhanded, heavily striking Dong Xuan'er's face.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound was particularly jarring in the quiet alley.

"Bitch! You like to bite so much?" the burly man cursed, his eyes filled with lust, "When we get inside, I'll let you bite all you want!"

With that, he roughly dragged Dong Xuan'er towards the residential doorway.

Dong Xuan'er finally panicked a little. The burning pain on her face sobered her slightly from the alcohol.

Within Huangfeng Valley, she was Hongfu Immortal's most beloved Disciple. Which of her Senior Brothers in the sect didn't treat her like a precious treasure, obeying her every word? How could she have ever suffered such humiliation!

As she was about to be dragged into that courtyard gate, the panic in her heart finally turned into fear.

Seeing her still struggling desperately, the other burly man also lost patience, raised his hand and delivered another resounding slap, directly causing blood to spill from Dong Xuan'er's mouth.

He pulled out a piece of rags from somewhere and, without a word, shoved it into Dong Xuan'er's mouth.

"Mmm... mmm..."

All of Dong Xuan'er's curses and pleas for help turned into meaningless whimpers.

She was held by the two burly men, one on each side, and pushed into the residential gate.

With a "bang," the courtyard gate was heavily shut.

Tears finally unwillingly streamed down Dong Xuan'er's cheeks. At this moment, she regretted it immensely, regretting not listening to her Master's words, regretting not listening to that annoying Lin Feng's warning.

She despairingly closed her eyes, waiting for the nightmare to descend.

The review was deliberately held for a day, and even after deleting over a thousand words, it still didn't pass.