Doupo: Many Children, Many Blessings; Starting with Rock Spear Judgment of Yunshan

Lin Feng looked at the boy's tear-streaked face, but his tone remained calm.

What's the use of crying?

Tears cannot bring back anger or dignity.

"This is part of the contract."

"He took away your fighting spirit, but preserved this wisp of your soul."

"In exchange, he must now repay you."

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Yao Lao in the air, his golden pupils scrutinizing him.

"Am I right, Venerable Medicine Master?"

The old doctor gave a wry smile and nodded.

"Young friend, you are right."

"I truly owe this little fellow a tremendous favor."

"If it weren't for the warmth of his fighting spirit nourishing my soul, I would probably have already vanished into the world."

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan, his gaze softening and becoming solemn.

"Little one, now that I'm awake, I'll naturally make it up to you."

"Only at the third level of Dou Qi."

"If I'm willing, I can guarantee you'll regain your strength within a year, or even... surpass it."

These words were spoken with an overwhelming air of dominance.

That was the confidence that once belonged to the Medicine Master.

An uproar erupted in the hall.

Returning to the Fighter after a year?

Even higher?

That old man has quite the nerve!

But sensing that terrifying soul fluctuation, no one dared to question his words.

Xiao Yan stopped struggling, panting heavily, staring intently at Yao Lao.

"I don't believe you."

The boy's voice was hoarse, filled with deep wariness.

"You've fooled me for three years, why should I trust you again?"

Lin Feng patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, interrupting his questioning.

Believe it or not.

"We can talk about catching up later."

Lin Feng turned around, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Nalan Yanran.

"Let's deal with the immediate problem first."

"Now that the old man inside the ring has come out..."

"Shouldn't we revise the script for this 'three-year agreement'?"

Nalan Yanran froze.

She looked at Lin Feng, then at the old doctor floating in the air, and felt her throat go dry.

Rewrite the script?

How to change it?

Originally, she was the high and mighty young sect leader of the Yunlan Sect, but she came to annul a marriage with a good-for-nothing.

But now, behind this good-for-nothing stands an unfathomable mysterious person, and a terrifying old man with a soul form.

How can this be considered waste?

This is clearly a monster who pretends to be weak while actually being strong!

Just then.

A rustling sound came from the entrance of the hall.

Splash!

Gravel rolled down.

A figure covered in blood and in a sorry state struggled to crawl out of the ruins.

Kudzu leaves.

This Seven-Star Grandmaster was no longer the man he once was. He was now dressed in rags, his hair was disheveled, a piece of his chest bone had collapsed, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

But he still managed to climb back.

As a steward of the Yunlan Sect, he couldn't just leave the young sect leader here alone.

"Cough cough..."

Ge Ye leaned against the broken door frame, panting heavily, her cloudy eyes filled with terror and resentment.

He stared intently at Lin Feng, shouting with a fierce but weak voice.

"Your Excellency... what ruthless methods you employ!"

"But my Yunlan Sect... is not to be trifled with!"

"The Grand Elder will certainly handle today's matter..."

"The Grand Elder?"

Lin Feng interrupted him, a playful smile on his face.

He tilted his head slightly, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"By the way, wasn't that old man from the Yunlan Sect?"

"Your name is Yunling, right?"

"Perfect timing! I just hunted down a guy called Cloudscale on the mountain. Do you guys know him?"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

This statement had an even greater impact than the appearance of the old apothecary earlier.

Ge Ye was about to say something harsh to get back at Yun Leng when he heard the words "hit Yun Leng," and he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

He couldn't catch his breath and almost died on the spot.

Xiao Zhan and several elders were completely stunned, losing their ability to think.

Who is Yunling?

That's the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect!

A Battle King level expert!

In the Gama Empire, he was a truly important figure standing at the very top of the pyramid!

He was...hit by this young man in front of him?

How is that possible!

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

Ge Ye trembled as she pointed her finger at Lin Feng, her voice sharp and distorted.

"The Grand Elder possesses extraordinary strength; he is a Dou Wang level expert!"

"How could you possibly hurt him!"

"It must be you, you madman, bluffing!"

He didn't believe it.

He would never believe it, even if you beat him to death.

The Grand Elder is stationed at the Yunlan Sect, how could he possibly be attacked?

And even if someone could defeat the Grand Elder, they would have to be a Dou Huang level expert, right?

The young man in front of me, although his methods are strange, doesn't seem like a Dou Huang at all!

"bluff?"

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed.

Why are there always people who won't give up until they see the Yellow River?

"Paimon, show it to him."

"Okay!"

Paimon somersaulted in the air and reached into the void with his little hand.

It's like taking out a treasure bag.

She casually tossed out a palm-sized token made entirely of lapis lazuli.

The movement was so casual, it was like throwing away a piece of trash.

Clang.

The token struck the bluestone floor with a crisp, clear sound.

Then, due to inertia, it slid to Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye's feet.

The token was already broken and cracked, and stained with dark red blood.

But those two words were still clearly visible.

Cloud ridge.

That's the identity token of the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect!

It is also a keepsake that Yunling never takes off!

Seeing the sign is like seeing the person!

Ge Ye's pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

He recognized the token.

The aura emanating from this definitely belongs to Elder Yun Leng!

And the bloodstains...

Even from a distance, he could sense the energy fluctuations of a Dou Wang powerhouse contained within.

it is true.

This token is real!

That blood... was real!

"ah--!"

Ge Ye let out a scream, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

This time, he was truly terrified.

Even the Grand Elder was beaten so badly that his token was shattered and his fate was unknown.

They're nothing but small fry compared to them!

Nalan Yanran trembled violently, and the long sword in her hand clattered to the ground.

She stared at the blood-stained token, her mind blank.

It’s over.

The sky over Yunlan Sect has fallen.

"Do you believe me now?"

Lin Feng slowly walked up to Ge Ye and looked down at the old man who was paralyzed with fear.

"Go back and tell Yunshan."

"Tell him to guard that pillar carefully."

"If you dare to pull it out..."

Lin Feng paused, then lifted his foot and gently stepped on the broken token.

Click.

The incredibly hard lapis lazuli token instantly turned to dust beneath his feet.

"This is what happens."

Inside the hall, powder drifted in the wind.

The crisp cracking sound, like a heavy hammer, struck everyone's heart.

Ge Ye lay on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, not daring to lift her head.

He understood.

Yunshan.

That's the old sect leader's name!

This young man not only beat up the Grand Elder, but even the old sect leader knows about it.

Moreover, judging from his tone, it seems that even the old sect leader was reprimanded by him?

"That pillar..."

Suddenly, Ge Ye recalled the golden light that had shot into the sky from the direction of Yunlan Mountain when he entered the city earlier.

At the time, he thought it was a strange phenomenon caused by the old sect leader emerging from seclusion.

Now it seems...

That's not an auspicious omen at all, it's clearly a death warrant!