King of Nine Skies-Chapter 104 - :Bloodline Martial Soul

Lin Feng looked at Mengqing in surprise. He never expected her to speak.

Wang Lao was also stunned for a moment, then angrily said, "You and him were together from the beginning. Why do you have to slander him? You two are strong in power. If you want to kill him, just do it. Why do you need to come up with so many excuses?"

"Are you really planning to kill yourself like this?" Lin Feng, who was usually composed, was still quite infuriated by this shameless person.

"Humph! You're so cruelly slandering the old man. What else can I do but wish to die?" Wang Lao sneered.

"Don't worry. Even if it's to make you die, we will have sufficient reasons."

Mengqing continued, "Lin Feng, you should search him thoroughly. You will surely find something special on him. There is a kind of peculiar gas contained in it, with an extremely strong diffusion ability. If someone notices it, they can sense it even from a considerable distance away."

"Huh?" Lin Feng's gaze narrowed slightly. He glanced at Mengqing and then his eyes fell on Wang Lao. If what Mengqing said was true, then it was obvious that Wang Lao had conveyed the message through such means.

Wang's face showed a slight change, but it was too subtle to be noticed.

"Ha ha, well then, I'll have to dig around for it." Lin Feng stared at Wang Er, sneering. "I'm really going to have to search around for it."

"Spouting nonsense, kill him if you want to! Why make such a fuss over me? Even if I'm no match for him in strength, I won't accept such humiliation!" Old Wang said in a firm tone.

"You don't need to resort to such tactics. It will only make you more repulsive. If Lin Feng can't find it, I'll be dead." Mengqing's voice was extremely calm, but it was precisely this calmness that was filled with a strong sense of confidence.

Lin Feng looked at him and asked clearly, then smiled slightly: "If we can't find it, I'll use my life to compensate you. Is that enough?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng's figure trembled slightly. He came up to Wang Lao and directly held Wang Lao's body, not giving Wang Lao any chance to think.

The hand of Wang Lao slid over Lin Feng's body. After a moment, a small black bag appeared in Lin Feng's hand. He untied it and a tiny sealed bottle emerged in his hand.

"Have you anything else to say?"

Looking at the old Wang whose body was trembling, Lin Feng's face showed a hint of mockery.

The gazes of both Duan Feng and Jing Yun also froze. They stared intently at Wang Er, needing an explanation.

"Young Master, since I was young, I have been following the old master. Later, I followed your father. Until now, I have been following you. Since childhood, I have watched you grow up. Young Master, have you ever kept this sentiment in your heart?"

Wang Lao's gaze fell upon Duan Feng and he said affectionately.

"Of course I remember, but... Why?"

Duan Feng's body convulsed. In fact, he hoped that Wang Lao would deny it and find some reason to explain away the incident. Unfortunately, Wang Lao didn't do so.

"Since the young master remembers this, I won't say much more. If you want me to give birth, I will; if you want me to die, I will."

Seeing the words of Wang Lao, the segment of his heart that had been firmly sealed once again began to waver.

But Lin Feng felt an increasingly chilly shiver running down his spine. What kind of shamelessness could one have to still pretend to be so righteous and upright at such a time?

"Me and Mengqing, we risked our lives to search for you. You think you can just wipe these things away by spouting a few sentimental words?" Lin Feng spoke calmly, causing Wang Lao's heart to tremble slightly.

"Little Master Lin Feng, this matter has nothing to do with you. Why do you have to be so upset?" Old Wang's tone softened considerably.

"Unrelated?" Lin Feng drew his long sword, causing Wang Lao to shiver all over.

"Didn't you just assert with great conviction that you would die rather than give in? Now, with the evidence clearly in your favor, why haven't you mentioned the word 'die'? What kind of person do you think we are? How dare you play with us at will?"

Wang Elder seemed to sense Lin Feng's murderous intent, and his body trembled slightly.

"Young Master," Wang Lao placed his hope on Duan Feng.

"Don't bother asking him. Even if Duan Feng opens his mouth and lets you go, I will still kill you. If you let you go, how can these young lives that have passed away rest in peace? Whose life will be compensated for their deaths?"

As Lin Feng finished speaking, he raised his long sword and slashed out. A stream of blood sprayed into the air. Such a heartless and treacherous person, how could one fail to kill him?

"Whew..."

Duan Feng let out a long, heavy breath. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Turning around, he faced Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng big brother, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing. You were just misled by him." Lin Feng didn't blame Duan Feng. He was still young, around fourteen or fifteen years old. Wang Lao was his closest person, and Duan Feng believed that he was also normal.

"Thank you, Brother Lin. This time you'd better not refuse to travel with us."

Duan Feng seemed to quickly forget those unpleasant memories. He smiled at Lin Feng, but there was still a hint of melancholy in his smile.

A group of people set off for the Imperial City. In no time, only he and Jing Yun Sister remained. This was his first time going out and he deeply felt the harshness of the outside world.

What made his heart even more sorrowful was that those who killed them were soldiers, the guardians of the Snow Moon Kingdom.

"Right." Lin Feng gave a slight nod and said to Duan Feng: "But, do you still want to keep going now?"

"Since it's all out in the open, why bother to evade?" A hint of bitterness flashed across Duan Feng's eyes. Suddenly, his expression changed. It seemed that he had thought of something and said, "Brother Lin Feng, you'd better not join us anymore."

"There must be more than one way to the imperial city, right? Without the treacherous and unscrupulous ones around, we just need to find another route to take. Why bother about so many things?"

Lin Feng knew what Duan Fengzhen was thinking in his heart and shook his head.

"Well, I've looked at the map and I know there are several routes leading to the Imperial City. I'll drive it myself."

Jing Yun took up Lin Feng's words. Duan Feng paused for a moment in thought, then nodded and said, "Jing Yun Sister, then you do the hard work."

The four of them walked towards the carriage together. Jing Yun was driving it while Lin Feng and the other two sat inside.

"Segment Feng, there's something I want to ask you. " Lin Feng had always had a doubt in his heart and turned to Segment Feng to say this.

"Brother Lin Feng, please go ahead and say."

"When Old Wang was defaming me, he mentioned the Sky Wolf King. He accused me of being sent here by the Sky Wolf King. Could it be that the assassination attempt on you was related to the Sky Wolf King?"

Duan Feng smiled bitterly at Lin Feng's question. If it were in the past, even he himself wouldn't have dared to believe that he would get involved with someone of such a high status as the King of Tianlang.

"If it's not convenient for you to say it, then forget it." Lin Feng added.

"My life was saved by Brother Lin. There's nothing inconvenient about it." Duan Feng slightly shook his head and said, "But this matter is a bit complicated. We need to start from my family affairs."

"My surname is Duan. You already know that about Lin Brother. However, Lin Feng Brother might not be aware of it. The surname Duan I bear is the same as that of the current royal family. That is to say, I am of the same clan as the royal family members."

"However, because of the ancestors' mistakes, we were exiled to the remote Yunyang Town. This line of our family has been declining day by day. By the time it came to me, we were almost no different from ordinary people."

Duan Feng slowly began to speak, as if narrating a story. Lin Feng listened quietly, his heart slightly surprised. He never expected that Duan Feng was related to the royal family.

"Brother Lin Feng, do you know why the Sang family was able to become a member of the royal family and hold the title of Snow Moon Supreme?"

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"Stronger one is naturally the supreme one." Lin Feng replied.

"However, in the Snow Moon Kingdom, it has been many years since the dynasty began. The royal family still bears the surname 'Duan', the Duan Clan. Why has it been able to thrive for such a long time?"

Lin Feng's gaze narrowed slightly. He hadn't really considered this question before. In any clan or family, there will come a time of prosperity and decline. They can't possibly remain powerful forever. However, the Duan Family has always held the position of the Sovereign Emperor. It can only be said that their strength has always been the strongest among the Snow Moon Clan, and no one has ever surpassed them.

"Spirit Soul!" Lin Feng suddenly thought of a possibility and whispered, "Spirit Soul has a certain genetic probability. If the ancestors had powerful Spirit Souls, they might have passed them down continuously."

"Exactly, it's the spirit soul. To be more precise, it's the blood spirit soul." Duan Feng nodded and replied.

"Bloodline Spirit Ability? I've never heard of such a thing." Lin Feng was puzzled in his heart. He really had never heard of bloodline spirit ability.

"Brother Lin, the owner of a Bloodline and Martial Spirit is extremely rare. Even in the entire Tianlong Domain, such a person is extremely rare. In the Snow Moon Kingdom, the owners of Bloodline and Martial Spirit are even more scarce. It's quite normal that you haven't heard of them." Duan Feng explained. The Tianlong Domain is vast and boundless, with countless powerful nations. The Snow Moon Kingdom is just one of the nations within the Tianlong Domain.

And Duan Feng said, "Even within the entire Tianlong Domain, those who possess the Bloodline Spirit Soul are rare. This shows how uncommon this Spirit Soul is."

It is said that for martial cultivators who have reached a certain stage of cultivation, they can transcend the mundane world and the mundane flesh, and their blood becomes their own essence. They possess the essence power of their bloodline. Their innate talents and martial spirit can be passed down through this bloodline. Their descendants, no matter how many generations apart, can inherit this essence power, their innate talents and martial spirit. However, some inherit a weak essence power, resulting in a weak innate talent, while others inherit a strong essence power and have an even more terrifying innate talent. Moreover, the inheritance of this bloodline has no discernible pattern. Maybe their son inherits only a small amount of essence power, or perhaps after several hundred generations, their descendants inherit more of his bloodline.

"Blood is called 'bloodline' here. It can be passed down from generation to generation, and the power it represents is truly terrifying."

Lin Feng murmured softly.

"It's truly terrifying. The martial arts path is so vast and boundless. I have no idea what kind of cultivation level the powerful individuals mentioned in this rumor possess."

Duan Feng gave a bitter smile. His strength was still too weak. In the presence of such people, he was nothing but a mere insect.

"Brother Lin, I've said so much. You must have guessed by now. In the royal family of the Snow Moon Kingdom, there was someone among the ancestors of the Duan family who had reached such a level of cultivation. Their blood became their own essence, passing down their innate talents and martial spirit to their descendants, thus benefiting the Duan family's lineage."