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

Lin Feng sat down as instructed.

Zhao Boli took out a sandalwood box from under the table and pushed it in front of Lin Feng.

"This is your reward, open it and take a look."

Lin Feng took the wooden box and opened the lid.

The box was lined with apricot-yellow silk, on which several items were neatly arranged: a small white porcelain bottle labeled "Muscle Regeneration Powder" and a celadon bottle labeled "Qi-Boosting Pill".

Five brand-new hundred-tael silver notes were neatly stacked.

There was also a yellowed, thread-bound classic book with four characters written on the cover: "Li Yang Quick Blade".

Lin Feng picked up the book, glanced at it, and his gaze faltered slightly.

This is not a skill acquired later in life.

This is a cultivation technique at the innate level, which utilizes true qi at a higher level, making its power equivalent to upgrading a musket to a cannon.

He looked up at Zhao Boli, his tone hesitant, "Brother Li, isn't this technique a bit too advanced?"

Zhao Boli picked up his teacup, took a leisurely sip, and waved his hand.

"Exceeds the standard? Exceeds what standard? Just take it and use it without worry."

He put down his teacup and looked at Lin Feng with the scrutiny of someone who had been through it all.

"I've been observing you for some time now."

Although you have reached the Innate Realm, you don't have any impressive moves.

Your few tricks are enough to deal with opponents at the Acquired Realm.

However, if facing someone of the same level, one would be at a disadvantage.

He pointed to the sword manual.

"This book, 'Liyang Quick Blade,' is a family heirloom. I don't use a knife much."

From what I've observed over the past few days, you're using a knife, which perfectly suits this knife technique.

Giving it to you is not a waste of talent.

"Brother Li, this isn't appropriate..."

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"What's inappropriate about it?" Zhao Boli interrupted him, his tone carrying a rare sincerity. "The better your grades are, the better my political achievements will look."

If you can truly break into the top ten in the Liangzhou provincial examination, or even go further—entering the first rank in the palace examination—that would be the greatest reward for me.

He paused, a complex meaning creeping into his eyes.

"In recent years, the top-ranking candidates in the imperial examination have been almost monopolized by major aristocratic families and sects."

Those disciples had renowned teachers to guide them from a young age, had access to a plethora of spiritual herbs, and could freely choose any cultivation method they wanted.

For a poor family in an ordinary prefecture to squeeze in? It's as difficult as climbing to the sky.

But each advancement is a tremendous achievement, because those from humble backgrounds who can grow up in such prefectures are geniuses among geniuses, with even greater potential than those from aristocratic families.

He looked at Lin Feng with intense gaze.

But you are different.

You have that potential.

I just wanted to see if a student from a poor family could actually carve out a niche for themselves among that group of people.

Lin Feng lowered his eyes. "Brother Li, you really overestimate me."

"I don't have that ability..."

"Hahaha—" Zhao Boli laughed loudly, slapping his knee, "Don't be modest."

I'm usually very good at judging people. If I tell you you can do it, you definitely can.

He picked up his teacup, using tea instead of wine, and raised it towards Lin Feng.

Of course, this was just to comfort him; he didn't believe Lin Feng could have such strength.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Pack your things away and practice hard when you get back.

I'm going to Liangzhou at the end of the month, time is limited, so I need to hurry.

Lin Feng stood up and solemnly cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Brother Li."

"Go."

Back at the inn, I opened the door and was greeted by a wave of warmth.

Xueyao was sitting at the table doing needlework when she saw him come in. She quickly put down her work and greeted him with a smile.

Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian also peeked out from the inner room, their two little faces full of joy.

"Congratulations, young master, you've won second place!" Xiao Cui blurted out before anyone else could.

"From now on, young master is also a scholar," Xiao Lian chimed in.

Lin Feng showed no emotion and waved his hand, saying, "A scholar is nothing."

Above them were scholars who had passed the imperial examinations, those who had passed the highest level of the imperial examinations, court officials, and even the emperor.

This little bit of fame is nothing.

"Young master, you're too modest!" Xueyao glared at him, then handed him a cup of hot tea. "Anyone who can become a scholar is a dragon among men."

"How many scholars have our Yongguan County produced in all these years?"

"That's right!" the two maids echoed.

Lin Feng took the teacup, took a sip, and let them chatter on and on.

Xueyao leaned closer, lowered her voice, and smiled, "Young Master, you've had a tough time in the competition these past few days. You should go out and have some fun tonight."

If you don't have enough silver, I have some more here...

Lin Feng put down his teacup, looking at her eager expression, and couldn't help but say:

"Isn't this considered being a kept man?"

Xueyao blinked. "I really can't take it anymore. It really hurts."

Outside the window, the sun was gradually setting in the west.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, gazing at the warm glow of the sunset outside the window, but he wasn't particularly interested.

Xueyao leaned closer, her voice low, but her eyes gleamed with gossip: "Young master, I heard that there is a Drunken Fragrance Pavilion in Liangzhou City, where there is a pair of twin courtesans who are absolutely stunning."

The key point is that she's not only beautiful, but also proficient in all the arts, and she's still unmarried.

Lin Feng was bringing the teacup to his lips when he heard this and paused.

Twin courtesans?

He put down his teacup, his expression brightening: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Xueyao smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Would I lie to you, young master?"

I heard countless people are eyeing her, eager to buy her out early, but the madam of Zuixiang Pavilion is stubbornly refusing to budge, waiting to sell her for a good price.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

Twins, both exceptionally beautiful and talented, and not yet married.

interesting.

He slammed his teacup on the table: "Damn it, what are we waiting for? Let's go to Liangzhou City tomorrow."

Xueyao couldn't help but smile, "Young Master, you were right all along."

"What did I say?"

"Young Master once said that yellow is the greatest motivation for men."

Upon hearing the word "twins," the young master was filled with enthusiasm; he wished he could fly to Liangzhou City immediately.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said seriously, "That's not right. How could you be so vulgar, young master?"

"Because I have a large four-courtyard house in Liangzhou City, I went there in advance to tidy it up, and it will be more comfortable to live there."

Xueyao was taken aback, somewhat surprised: "Young Master actually acquired property in Liangzhou?"

"Oh, I already prepared it a long time ago."

Lin Feng casually agreed without explaining further.

That house was the lair of the flying rats.

That guy stole his whole life, amassed a huge fortune, and in the end, it all benefited him.

Now that the person is gone, the house naturally belongs to the Lin family.

Xueyao didn't ask any more questions, but simply smiled and nodded: "Then we'll set off tomorrow."

Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian stood to the side, their hands hanging down. Upon hearing this, they exchanged a glance, their lips moved, but they ultimately remained silent.

They had served many guests in the top-tier rooms; most were wealthy, but few were good-tempered.

Lin Feng, however, treated them kindly and never acted arrogantly; he even gave them a tip when they left.

Now that I hear he's leaving, I really feel a little reluctant to let him go.

Lin Feng noticed their gazes but didn't say anything, just smiled.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Feng got up.

He left a letter for Zhao Erniu, the gist of which was that he was going ahead and would meet him in Liangzhou City.