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

After finishing all this, Lin Feng sensed that Meng Shentong and Li Xuanyang's auras were rapidly approaching from a distance.

He calmly walked out of the treasure vault, stretched at the mountain gate, and waited a few more minutes.

When Meng Shentong and Li Xuanyang's figures appeared on the horizon,

Just as he was about to enter the attack range, Lin Feng leaped up and flew away into the distance.

As he flew, he channeled his spiritual energy and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound boomed and echoed through the valley, as if it wanted every cultivator within a hundred miles to hear it clearly:

"It's been a pleasure working with you, Fellow Daoist Meng! We've obtained the Earth Origin Sect's treasure vault, and it contains many fine items!"

Thank you so much for your help this time—if you hadn't revealed the Earthly Yuan Sect's defense map and the location of its treasure vault to me beforehand, how could I have made it so smoothly?

We agreed on a 50/50 split, so you definitely won't be shortchanged!

"You hold them off for me, I'm off!"

After saying that, Lin Feng's figure quickly transformed into a pale golden light and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Upon hearing this, Meng Shentong's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He clearly felt that after Lin Feng shouted those words, the way Li Xuanyang and several elders of the Diyuan Sect looked at him immediately changed.

His eyes were filled with suspicion, anger, and murderous intent after being betrayed.

"Bullshit, when did I ever reveal the Earthly Yuan Sect's defense map to you?"

Even I, an old man, don't know where the Earthly Origin Sect's treasure trove is!

This is a blatant frame-up!

The most fatal flaw is that he cannot produce any evidence to prove his innocence.

He gritted his teeth and desperately tracked the direction Lin Feng had disappeared in, pushing his divine sense to its limit.

They were trying to catch any trace of Lin Feng's presence.

But Lin Feng's speed was simply too fast; in just a few breaths...

It's like a pebble thrown into a vast ocean; once the ripples subside, there's no trace left.

Li Xuanyang slowly turned around, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Meng Shentong.

His voice became hoarse and low due to extreme anger, "Meng Shentong, you actually colluded with the Ghost Child Sect and harmed fellow disciples of the righteous path."

I just heard it with my own ears—you split it 50/50.

You revealed the defense map and the location of the treasure vault to him! What else do you have to say?

Meng Shentong trembled with rage. He glared at Li Xuanyang, his voice rising several octaves:

"Sect Leader Li! You're confused!"

This very boy killed Elder Mu Lian of my Qingmu Sect. I am his sworn enemy, how could I possibly join forces with him?

Use your brain to think about it. If I really colluded with him, would I still take you with me to chase after him?

Did I hold back even a little when I was chasing him?

Have you seen any signs of collusion between him and me?

He clearly said that on purpose to sow discord between us!

But Li Xuanyang was blinded by rage.

The Diyuan Sect's protective mountain formation was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, a sect elder's golden core was shattered by a single punch, and the sect's century-old treasure trove was looted clean.

All of these events occurred within a short period of less than half an hour, and his rationality had long been burned away by these continuous blows.

He now has only one thought in his mind: to find someone to hold accountable and bring this all to a conclusion.

Meng Shentong, the person Lin Feng repeatedly referred to as Fellow Daoist Meng, was undoubtedly the most convenient and reasonable target for his venting at the moment.

"Meng Shentong, you must give my Diyuan Sect an explanation!"

Li Xuanyang spoke slowly and deliberately, the flying sword in his hand already humming, flames billowing from its blade, clearly indicating that he had activated his spiritual power.

"If word gets out about what happened today, what will become of the Earthly Origin Sect's reputation?"

How can I, Li Xuanyang, face my ancestors?

Meng Shentong is a Golden Core cultivator who has been famous for over a hundred years. He is the dignified sect leader of the Qingmu Sect. When has he ever been publicly criticized like this?

He also lost his temper, his face darkened.

"What explanation? I just tried my best to stop him. Did I lie about it at all?"

Does the death of your people mean my people don't die?

Mu Lian was my brother of decades. He was killed. How could I not feel worse than you?

If you don't believe me, go ahead and check. I, Meng Shentong, have done nothing wrong and I'm not afraid of your investigation!

Just as the two were about to clash and a dramatic infighting between the righteous factions was about to unfold,

A disciple of the Earthly Element Sect came running over, stumbling and scrambling, reporting in a panic:

"Sect Leader, something terrible has happened!"

Many rogue cultivators and some unfamiliar members of small sects rushed into the mountain gate and looted everything in sight!

The spirit beast garden, the herb garden, the alchemy room, the scripture pavilion… everywhere was filled with looting and plundering!

Li Xuanyang swept his divine sense across the area and his face instantly turned ashen.

As expected, a large number of independent cultivators had gathered outside the mountain gate, a dense mass of several hundred people, many of whom had already broken through the defensive line at the mountain gate.

They are currently plundering and looting throughout the sect.

Although Lin Feng had emptied the Earth Origin Sect's treasury, a sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years has far more valuable things than just that small plot of land in the treasury.

The mythical birds and beasts kept in the spirit beast garden

The rare and precious herbs cultivated in the herb garden, the finished pills yet to be released from the alchemy room, and the ordinary cultivation techniques not yet added to the treasury in the scripture pavilion—all these things combined...

It is still a very considerable fortune.

Those rogue cultivators, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed into the Diyuan Sect, grabbing whatever they could find, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

Li Xuanyang roared, his voice filled with hysterical rage.

He had no time to argue with Meng Shentong:

"Quickly! All elders, follow me back to the mountain gate!"

Anyone who dares to trespass through the mountain gate will be killed without exception!

After saying that, he flashed out and led the remaining elders like tigers descending a mountain, pouncing on the rogue cultivators who were taking advantage of the chaos.

Before leaving, Li Xuanyang turned back and glared fiercely at Meng Shentong.

Those eyes were filled with lingering anger and deep suspicion:

"Meng Shentong, this matter is not over."

If I find out that your Green Wood Sect and the Ghost Child Sect have even the slightest connection,

"I will unite with the other major sects to uproot your Green Wood Sect!"

Enraged, Meng Shentong glared and puffed out his beard, abandoning all restraint, and roared at Li Xuanyang's retreating figure:

"Bring it on! Who's afraid of who!"

"I, Meng Shentong, have acted with integrity and upright conduct. How could you possibly tarnish the century-old reputation of the Qingmu Sect with just a few words!"

After Li Xuanyang and the other elders hurriedly left, Meng Shentong stood alone in the same spot.

His chest heaved violently, and his expression shifted between light and dark for a long time.

His trip not only failed to avenge Mu Lian,

Instead, they had a large basin of dirty water poured on them and were accused by the Diyuan Sect of being a traitor colluding with evil cultivators.

If he swallows this insult, how will Meng Shentong ever be able to hold his head high in the Qingmu Sect again?

He gritted his teeth, his face grim as he pondered for a moment, then made a decision: he had to prove himself in the most direct and powerful way.

The most effective way right now is to kill more of the evil cultivators from the Ghost Child Sect.

In the values ​​of the Righteous Alliance, killing evil cultivators is the most direct form of political correctness, and the more you kill, the more you can prove your innocence.

He refused to believe that anyone would accuse him of colluding with evil cultivators after he personally chopped off the heads of several Ghost Child Sect disciples.