Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 113: Steward? No Balls?

Jiang Feng was breathing heavily.

Even though Han Dong’s actions were satisfying.

It also meant tearing the facade with the Second Prince.

Once the Second Prince seized power in the future, the consequences were imaginable.

As one of Han Dong’s close associates, he would definitely become a target for the Second Prince in the days to come.

"Don’t worry, I have a way to keep you out of this matter."

Han Dong seemed to notice the change in Jiang Feng’s mentality.

"How can I stay out of this?"

Jiang Feng was curious.

"I will tell you the secret. You can circle back from the North City Gate, find a place to hide first, and in three days, hand it over to Chief Hu and Chu Yuyan. By then, whether it’s the Seventh Prince or the Second Prince, they won’t trouble you."

Han Dong said.

"Sister Dong, even if they don’t trouble me, as long as others know you told me the secret, countless people will come looking for trouble in the future."

Jiang Feng worriedly said.

He knew very well that a cultivation technique surpassing the Celestial Extreme would drive many people crazy.

"No, because soon, the whole world will know the secret method."

Han Dong shook his head with a smile.

Jiang Feng was stunned, his expression changed as he said, "Sister Dong, you want to spread the secret method so everyone knows this secret."

"Yes."

"Aren’t you afraid of throwing the world into chaos?"

Jiang Feng suddenly thought of a story from Blue Star; if everyone practiced the Sunflower Manual and became martial arts experts, wouldn’t the world fall apart?

"It’s not as serious as you think. First, even if you grasp the secret, not everyone can translate the cultivation technique from it. Secondly, a technique that surpasses the Celestial Extreme is not something everyone can cultivate.

My master mentioned in a letter.

Even Innate Powerhouses should not attempt it lightly. If one is careless, at best, their power would be drained; at worst, their bloodlines would burst, leading to death. They instructed me never to attempt it.

If the Second Prince knew that the technique translated from the Demon Slaying Skill and Five Poison Grass had such problems, he definitely wouldn’t be so impatient."

As Han Dong said this, the conversation turned, "On the other hand, if the Red Lotus Cultists learn the secret, given their temperament, they would do anything to translate the technique and practice frantically. In a few years, they would be in chaos, allowing the Court to annihilate them entirely."

"Even so, I still think it’s too risky."

Jiang Feng was worried, wondering what if a few maniacs capable of cultivation emerged?

Moreover, the Second Prince would definitely feel he was tricked.

"If I want to avenge my master, I can only do this."

Han Dong had no other choice.

She wanted to bring down the Red Lotus Sect.

And leave the Second Prince with nothing.

"Sister Dong, surely the Lord Director of the Prison doesn’t know what you’re doing!"

Jiang Feng thought of bringing up Bao Longwei to calm Han Dong down.

"It’s none of your concern, the secret is inside, keep it well. Three days later, regardless of what you hear, copy it twice, as I instructed, give one copy to Chief Hu and the other to Chu Yuyan. And tell them, it’s from me."

Han Dong took out a bamboo tube as thick as a pinky finger and handed it to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng placed it in his bosom.

Although he was now a first-grade Refining Yuan Realm powerhouse, he wasn’t invincible in the world.

If he could avoid provoking the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince, he should try to do so; he knew he couldn’t fight them yet.

There was no need to turn against them and face their pursuit.

"Remember, circle back through the North Gate."

Han Dong advised.

"Hyah!"

Saying that, she rode her horse, heading south.

"Sister Dong!"

Jiang Feng watched Han Dong’s figure disappear into the distance, feeling somewhat reluctant in his heart.

He knew that whether the task was completed or not, upon returning to the Dragon Capital, Han Dong’s situation would become exceptionally difficult.

Even.

She might never return again.

He sighed softly, mounting his horse.

Watching as Han Dong’s silhouette was about to be swallowed by the dense forest ahead.

As if he thought of something.

He shouted, "Sister Dong, wait for me, hyah!"

Jiang Feng galloped his horse wildly.

Within the forest, he caught up with Han Dong.

"Why did you catch up, hurry back. You have to return to the Dragon Capital by noon, so it won’t be so easy for people to track you down!"

Han Dong reminded.

"Sister Dong, I want to know, with your strength alone, can you destroy the Red Lotus Sect?"

Jiang Feng wasn’t in a hurry to explain, asking first.

"Aren’t you asking the obvious? How could I destroy the Red Lotus Sect alone?"

Han Dong was puzzled.

"Without that, even if Sister Dong’s plan succeeds, it’s not considered revenge."

Jiang Feng countered.

"You... what exactly do you want to say? If you want to persuade me to give up, save it!"

Han Dong was speechless, angrily said.

"The sect was destroyed, such deep hatred, how could I dare to persuade Sister Dong to give up? I just have a better way to help Sister Dong get revenge."

Jiang Feng explained. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Stop wasting time, quickly say, what’s your way?"

Han Dong, obsessed with revenge, was impatient.

"First, Sister Dong, please tell me what you said to the Lord Director of the Prison, why he helped cover our escape from the Dragon Capital."

Jiang Feng believed that if Bao Longwei knew Han Dong’s plan, even if staying at Zhenbei Prison was dangerous, Bao Longwei would not let Han Dong leave easily.

"I... I told him that my master was killed because he held the list of rebels hidden in the court, asking him to go to the Imperial City to request permission, mobilizing soldiers outside Dragon Capital to assist me in returning the list."

Han Dong hesitated before saying.

"Sister Dong is indeed brilliant."

Jiang Feng admired.

This reason, Bao Longwei couldn’t refuse; success would mean great merit.

At the same time, Jiang Feng knew Han Dong calculated correctly, that if the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince knew she was outside the city, they could only mobilize members of the Dark Hall and Black Market. Once these two groups appeared, when Bao Longwei arrived with troops, any fabricated story would paint them as rebels, which would lead Bao Longwei to eradicate them entirely.

Making both the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince take a silent loss.

If, in going south, they encountered a rebel stronghold, it would be a complete success, watching soldiers assist her in taking down enemy heads.

But what about after it was done?

"Hurry, what’s your method?"

Han Dong was eager to hear Jiang Feng’s insight.

"My method is simple, Sister Dong, please return with me to the Dragon Capital."

Jiang Feng said.

"You... how preposterous, get lost!"

Han Dong felt tricked, her face flushed with anger, wanting to kick Jiang Feng if not for fearing to implicate him.

"Sister Dong, listen to me, let’s return to the Dragon Capital..."

Jiang Feng tried to explain.

"Grand Commander Han!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Turning his head, he looked.

A man on a red horse galloped towards them, it was a Thousand-Mile Horse, from afar he saw Han Dong, waving at her.

"Steward Hai?"

Han Dong squinted to see clearly.

The man was actually Steward Hai from the Imperial City.

"Steward? Without a bird?"

Jiang Feng was shocked inside, jokingly said, "Why is he coming to find you?"

"Yes! Why did he come from the Imperial City to find me?"

Han Dong frowned.

"Something’s not right?"

She suddenly realized something, exclaimed.

Jiang Feng seemed to sense something, widened his eyes to look, and saw Steward Hai riding swiftly towards them, though smiling, unable to hide the Primordial Power fluctuations inside him, seemingly ready to burst forth.