Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

As long as you capture "Flying Rat" Wu Hao, you can obtain the White Jade Token.

This idea spread like wildfire, quickly becoming a tacit consensus among the various forces gathered in Huayang Prefecture.

Whether the news is true or false, the opportunities and secrets represented by the legendary White Jade Token are enough to tempt any martial arts enthusiast.

In an instant, the attention of the entire Huayang Prefecture underwent a subtle shift.

The much-anticipated prefectural martial arts examination was unexpectedly overshadowed by this sudden news.

In teahouses, taverns, inns, and even on the streets, the conversations were mostly about flying rats and the white jade token.

Of course, some people doubted the veracity of the story.

Why did the Flying Mouse, which had been missing for a long time, suddenly reappear during the martial arts examination when all sides gathered in Huayang Prefecture?

And how "coincidentally" was he exposed in the street?

Could this be a setup by someone trying to muddy the waters or divert attention?

But despite the doubts, action cannot be delayed.

Sometimes it's better to believe something exists than to believe it doesn't.

What if?

What if Flying Rat really infiltrated Huayang Prefecture with the White Jade Token? What if someone else got there first? Wouldn't I be at a huge loss?

I can live without it, but you can't.

The nights in Huayang Prefecture became more lively than ever before.

The prefect's strict order to seal the city gates and allow entry but not exit was ignored by the江湖客 (jianghu kè, a term referring to people from all walks of life who traveled the martial arts world).

However, for ordinary people and merchants who rely on going in and out of the city every day to do small business and make a living, the closure of the city gates immediately affected their livelihoods.

Goods couldn't be shipped out, and raw materials couldn't be brought in; it was truly an unexpected disaster.

They truly hate flying rats the most.

In this world where the strong rule, they have no right to speak.

The next day, Lin Feng woke up naturally, feeling refreshed.

After enjoying the exquisite breakfast prepared by the inn, he strolled back to his usual spot on the second floor of the inn.

At this moment, the place was bustling with noise, and the topic had indeed completely shifted compared to the previous day.

My ears were filled with all sorts of speculations about the whereabouts of the flying rats and debates about the authenticity of the white jade token.

The exaggerated accounts of last night's brief chase have even led some to analyze several possible hiding places for the flying rat, presenting their findings with great detail.

Lin Feng sipped his tea slowly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The first step of the plan was successfully achieved.

So, the next step is the second step: toss the white jade token out at just the right moment.

This is also a technical skill.

It's definitely not possible during the day. In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone, you could easily expose yourself if you're not careful.

We must wait until nightfall, to take advantage of the darkness.

The news continued to spread throughout the city, giving rise to even more bizarre versions.

Time passed, and night fell once more.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and the clear moonlight shone everywhere.

Lin Feng changed into a more streamlined black night outfit, this time covering his head and face completely with black cloth, leaving only his eyes exposed.

His short hair was too conspicuous, so he had to cover it up completely.

Once he was ready, he silently disappeared into the night, just as he had the night before.

With a light step, I floated up to the roof like a falling leaf.

Less than ten minutes after Lin Feng ran off the rooftop, a whooshing sound suddenly rose behind him.

Several figures emerged from the shadows, chasing after them like sharks that had smelled blood.

Their light-foot techniques and movements vary, but their speed is not slow.

"Dragon-like steps, haha, you really are a flying mouse!"

A voice among the pursuers whispered, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"That's right, that agile and unpredictable movement, leaping like a dragon playing in water, is exactly that thieving rat's specialty."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Many people were initially skeptical of this sudden news, but with the hope of getting lucky, they staked out and investigated potential areas at night.

Unexpectedly, waiting patiently actually brought out the real target.

Although no one has ever seen the Flying Rat's true appearance, its Dragon-like Steps and light-footed skills are the most eye-catching trademarks in Liangzhou, and cannot be faked.

"Wu Hao, hand over the White Jade Token, and I'll spare your life."

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly, deliberately speaking in a hoarse voice, "Daydreaming! You bunch of useless trash dare to covet the White Jade Token?"

With your meager skills, do you think you can hold out?

"I'm afraid I'll become someone else's victim in the blink of an eye."

"You're asking for death!" The gray-clad man roared in anger, raising his hand and sending several cold stars flying towards Lin Feng's back.

Lin Feng was prepared, and with a strange twist of his body while running, he easily avoided the hidden weapon.

At the same time, he deliberately increased the pressure of his feet, making the roof tiles rattle and the sound carry far into the silent night.

What he wanted was to make a big fuss.

A moment later, more figures were alerted and came from all directions following the sound.

The sounds of air being cut, clothes fluttering in the wind, and deep shouts quickly converged.

In a short period of time, the number of people tracking Lin Feng had increased from a few to dozens.

They leaped and tumbled on the rooftops under the moonlight, creating a strange and wonderful scene of chasing each other.

While maintaining his disheveled escape posture, Lin Feng kept his eyes peeled for anything around him.

Suddenly, among the figures chasing from his side and rear, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure: Zhao Boli, the lord of Yongguan County.

Zhao Boli's lightness skill is not top-notch, but his cultivation has reached the Innate Realm. He has abundant internal energy and strong explosive power, and is gradually closing the gap.

With a firm resolve, Lin Feng deliberately slowed down slightly, creating the illusion that his internal energy was insufficient and his lightness skill was failing.

Just as Zhao Boli was about to close within ten zhang, he only needed to exert his strength to intercept him.

Just then, a figure appeared to the side and in front, blocking Zhao Boli's best route of pursuit.

The newcomer was dressed in a brocade robe, and even in the darkness, his extraordinary bearing was evident. He was none other than Wu Bin, the prefect of Huayang Prefecture.

"Brother Zhao, how have you been? What a refined interest you have in the middle of the night!"

Wu Bin's loud voice carried through the night sky, seemingly a greeting, but actually carrying a subtle warning and a declaration of territory.

Zhao Bo's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface and cupped his hands, saying, "Isn't Lord Wu here as well?"

It was all for the sake of the court's wanted criminals; it was simply part of their duty.

He was secretly annoyed. Wu Bin had arrived too quickly and was clearly determined to obtain the White Jade Token, directly using his power to intimidate others.

This was exactly the effect Lin Feng wanted; the more people there were, the more chaotic the scene, and the happier he would be.

He took out the white jade token from his spatial storage and held it high.

The moonlight, like water, shone clearly on the object—a palm-sized, antique-looking token.

Under the cool moonlight, it actually emitted a soft, visible glow, its light flowing and shimmering as if it were alive.

"The White Jade Token is exactly as described in the legends."

"Since you're all so obsessed with this thing," Lin Feng mimicked the tone of a desperate bandit reluctantly parting with something he couldn't afford, "then I'll grant your wish today. Whoever has the ability can take it."

Before he finished speaking, he swung his arm forcefully and threw the white jade token into the gap between Zhao Boli and Wu Bin.

The token transformed into a streak of shimmering white light, tracing a graceful parabola across the night sky and drawing everyone's attention.

The moment he threw out the token, Lin Feng didn't hesitate any longer. He unleashed his full inner energy, pushed his Dragon Step to its limit, and in a few flashes, he darted into a deep and winding alley below.

"The White Jade Token is mine."