Longevity through Upgrading Buildings-Chapter 417 - 211: "Send My Little Junior Brother a Spiritual Energy Cannon.
"Come back to the sect with me first, and then we’ll talk."
After a while.
On Water Dragon Island, having changed into clean clothes and taken an elixir to recover, Feng Yichen stood behind Master Xuan Shui. Other than looking a bit thinner, he seemed no different from before.
The two waited in the great hall for half an hour before a flying boat descended outside.
Soon, Han Feiyu walked in from outside, "Master, you called for me?"
As soon as he stepped through the door and saw the figure clearly, Han Feiyu stopped in his tracks, stared intently at Feng Yichen before him, and said word by word:
"Feng Yichen, you’re not dead?!"
"Thanks to you, I almost was."
Feng Yichen said with a smile, hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Enough."
Seeing Han Feiyu’s reaction upon entering, Master Xuan Shui knew how things stood, but to be certain, he asked in a firm voice, "Feng Yichen already told me about the situation in detail."
"Han Feiyu, do you plead guilty to harming your sect members in the Nine Nether Cave Heaven?"
Regret and reluctance flashed in Han Feiyu’s eyes.
"Hmm?"
Master Xuan Shui’s voice deepened.
Only then did Han Feiyu, with great difficulty, raise his hands and bow, "Disciple... pleads guilty!"
"It’s good you plead guilty!"
Master Xuan Shui pointed a finger at Han Feiyu, and a chain flew out of his sleeve, binding his direct disciple in a tight grip.
"You are my disciple, but violating sect rules cannot go unpunished. Someone, take Han Feiyu to the Law Enforcement Hall to await judgment!"
Two Foundation Establishment cultivators stepped in from outside, took the bound Han Feiyu away, and left the great hall.
"Alright, you should go back first as well. Once this matter is resolved, the sect will compensate you."
Master Xuan Shui finished speaking and took out a communication talisman, muttering a few words.
"I’ve already spoken to Chulong Hall, they’ll arrange new accommodations for you."
"Yes, disciple... thanks the Sect Leader."
As Feng Yichen was about to kneel and bow, Master Xuan Shui stopped him with a hand, "No need for formalities, off you go."
"Disciple takes his leave."
After leaving the Water Dragon Island great hall, Feng Yichen took a deep breath, slightly raised his head, as if welcoming the rebirth from surviving a great ordeal.
After briefly expressing his joy, he summoned a flying boat and left Water Dragon Island, heading straight for Chulong Island to the west.
Everything... seemed normal.
But Feng Yichen was extremely vigilant, sensing that something was very wrong.
Because everything had gone beyond smoothly, much more than he could have imagined.
According to the right sequence of events, Han Feiyu should have denied the charges, leading to an argument between them, and at the crucial moment, he would reveal Han Feiyu as a remnant of the Shang Court, prompting Master Xuan Shui to act. If that "Old Demon Qu" lost, all troubles would be resolved.
If Master Xuan Shui couldn’t win, then they could still call upon the sect’s Supreme Elder of the Water Dragon Sect to capture Old Demon Qu together.
By then, he could avenge without lifting a finger.
Of course, that was the best outcome.
A slightly worse outcome would be to pledge loyalty to the Water Dragon Sect, leveraging his own foundation to exchange terms with the sect’s Supreme Elder, to suppress Old Demon Qu.
The worst case would be both being killed by the Nascent Soul monster of the Water Dragon Sect.
But this possibility was slim; had he met that Nascent Soul monster, Feng Yichen was confident he would hesitate to kill him.
A certain profitable transaction would be enough to keep him alive.
But no matter how he counted, Feng Yichen hadn’t expected the current situation. Could it be that Old Demon Qu wasn’t with Han Feiyu?
Impossible, Han Feiyu went to retrieve the treasure, surely Old Demon Qu would follow him out.
So where did things go wrong?
If Han Feiyu truly ended up in the Law Enforcement Hall, the chances of him leaving alive would be minuscule... Even if, assuming Old Demon Qu wasn’t with Han Feiyu, and left with someone else, Han Feiyu wouldn’t just sit by idly.
At least he should have resisted.
Feng Yichen couldn’t understand where the problem lay.
But since he couldn’t figure it out, he should just... run!
Ignore everything else, make a safe escape for now.
The enemy is hidden, I am exposed.
Surely staying here and waiting for death isn’t an option, vengeance can wait for another day.
Yet just as Feng Yichen turned to leave, he suddenly realized someone had appeared behind him unnoticed.
It was a woman with a white veil over her face, standing there calmly behind Feng Yichen, speaking softly: "Situ the Demon, we’re all on the same side. If you’re not going to partake, at least don’t flip the table."
Feng Yichen looked at her, saying nothing.
The woman continued: "That madwoman is thriving in Shangxi. If we continue to fight... we might just end up dead at her hands. If we die again, it will be for real."
"Is she about to make her move?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Feng Yichen couldn’t hold back any longer and asked.
"If we don’t stop her, she will."
"..."
"Junior Brother, do you know what position our Yun Family holds in Coastal City?"
As they approached Coastal City, Yun Qianzai slowed his flying boat slightly, coming alongside Ji Yuan’s boat, and asked.
"It must be extraordinary."
This trip required Yun Qianzai’s help, so Ji Yuan was generous with his praise.
Yun Qianzai stood with hands behind his back at the bow, "It’s not that much, simply every drop of rain that falls here in Coastal City must bear the name Yun."
Ji Yuan: "Hiss!!"
