A hundredfold return! My unfilial disciples are all reincarnations of the Empress.

Lin Feng then pushed over the remaining batch of spirit iron, beast bones, and refining materials: "In addition, I would like to forge a few more magic treasures, with a minimum grade of Earth Rank. Name your price."

The old man checked the materials one by one, and pondered for a moment.

He held up two fingers to Lin Feng: "Fellow Daoist, you provided the materials yourself. I'll only calculate the labor and furnace fire losses, which total two hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Lin Feng took out two hundred high-grade spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them over: "The price is fine, then I'll trouble you, senior. How long will it take to pick up the goods?"

The old man took the spirit stone and put it away, a smile appearing on his face: "The materials are good, but the process is complicated."

It will take half a month to reforge this one sword; the rest will take two months in total.

"Okay." Lin Feng agreed, gave a few more instructions on the details, and then did not linger any longer.

The Frost Sword landed steadily in the main hall of Little Bamboo Peak.

Liu Yushu was sitting upright on a futon under the bamboo forest, cultivating diligently, surrounded by Taiyin spiritual energy.

For the past two weeks, she has been cultivating diligently day and night, and her cultivation level has reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. She is now moving towards the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Sensing her master's familiar presence, Liu Yushu's eyes crinkled with joy as she stepped forward to greet him: "Master, you're back."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl's bright eyes paused slightly, and it seemed that her master's aura had changed.

Then a strong look of shock flashed in her eyes, her small mouth opened slightly, and a huge wave surged in her heart.

Golden Elixir!

Master has broken through to the Golden Core Realm!

She clearly remembered that when her master came out of seclusion, he was only at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment stage. In just half a month, he broke through to the Golden Core stage!

Shocked, she felt a strong sense of urgency, and her small hands, which had been hanging down, quietly clenched.

I silently vowed in my heart: I will work harder in my cultivation in the future and catch up with Master's footsteps as soon as possible!

Lin Feng could tell what Liu Yushu was thinking, so he raised his hand and gently rubbed her head.

"No need to rush." ​​Lin Feng's voice was lazy and gentle as he slowly spoke, "Your foundation is still shallow. Strengthening your foundation is the best way to cultivate."

Liu Yushu looked up at her master, who was dressed in white and looked ethereal, and nodded gently: "Disciple will remember Master's teachings and will never be hasty or rash."

This was a system notification sound suddenly ringing in Lin Feng's mind.

"Ding! It has been detected that the host has become a role model in the eyes of disciple Liu Yushu, triggering a hidden reward."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained 2 Heavenly Grade Spirit Gathering Pills and your aptitude has increased by 2 points. (Note: Each Heavenly Grade Spirit Gathering Pill contains 1 spiritual energy.)"

"Please keep up the good work, host."

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. Could becoming a role model for disciples trigger rewards?

He came to his senses and gave the remaining spiritual materials to Liu Yushu.

"Thank you, Master!" Liu Yushu held the heavy storage bag in both hands, her eyes slightly warm.

After chatting for a while, Lin Feng turned and headed to the summit for seclusion.

He did not use the Heavenly Grade Spirit Gathering Pill, deciding to wait until his spiritual root was fully restored before using it, as this would be less risky.

The sun is setting in the west, and dusk is deepening.

After a day of arduous training, Liu Yushu entered her room intending to wash up and rest. As she turned around, her gaze suddenly fell upon a letter lying quietly in the center of the wooden table.

She was utterly astonished. She had been on the mountaintop all day and no one had ever come near her. When exactly did this letter appear?

Filled with doubt, Liu Yushu quickly stepped forward and opened the letter.

The envelope was unsigned; inside was just a single sheet of paper.

The handwriting was sharp and messy, exuding a sinister and eerie feeling.

To find out the truth behind the massacre of the Su family, come alone tonight at midnight to the cold pool behind the mountain.

boom!

The short line of words exploded in Liu Yushu's mind like a thunderclap.

Long-dormant hatred and resentment surged into his heart in an instant.

The tragic deaths of the entire Su family and the bullying he suffered were all the result of this massacre.

Over the years, she had searched everywhere for clues, but to no avail. Today, someone actually brought her a clue on their own initiative.

But after the euphoria came a chilling cold.

The fact that this person was able to sneak into Qingyun Palace silently and place the letter in their room indicates that they possessed high martial arts skills and that their identity made it inconvenient for them to reveal themselves directly.

The fact that she was deliberately sent alone is most likely a trap.

She had suspected long ago that her Yin constitution had brought disaster upon her. Now, could it be that these people have found out she's not dead, and that's why they've come looking for her?!

An overwhelming fear welled up inside Liu Yushu, causing her body to tremble slightly and her whole body to feel cold.

While I was feeling unsettled, the wooden door of the bamboo house was gently pushed open.

Lin Feng, dressed in white, entered the restaurant carrying a lunchbox from Linjiangxian Restaurant.

As soon as he entered the room, he keenly noticed the somber atmosphere and his apprentice's pale face. There was also a letter on the table.

Lin Feng's gaze darkened slightly as he slowly stepped forward: "Yu Shu, what's wrong?"

The sudden sound of her master's voice brought Liu Yushu, who was in a state of emotional collapse, back to her senses.

Tears instantly streamed down her face as she handed the letter to Lin Feng: "Master... please look at this."

Lin Feng took the silk scroll, his eyes scanning the writing on it, and he gradually understood.

The killer behind the massacre of the Su family has come looking for him. Although he has a system, he still doesn't know who is behind it all.

The other party had clearly figured out Liu Yushu's background, knowing that her greatest obsession was revenge, and thus set up this scheme.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Feng casually put away the letter, his voice steady and powerful: "With Master here, no one can harm you in the slightest. This matter is strange, and Master will definitely investigate everything."

Lin Feng then temporarily lent the Zhenyue Glazed Cover to Liu Yushu, and Liu Yushu's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled down.

After calming his disciple down, Lin Feng's gaze grew even more profound.

Although Xiaozhu Peak has a small population, it is one of the nine peaks of Qingyun Mountain and is protected by a sect barrier.

Ordinary outer disciples are not allowed to enter without permission, but tonight someone managed to break through the barrier and sneak into the bamboo house without alerting anyone.

This means that Xiaozhu Peak's protective barrier has a hidden vulnerability.

Moreover, this person's cultivation level and concealment skills are extraordinary.

It would be difficult for him to track down the other party on his own.

After much thought, Lin Feng concluded that there was only one person in the entire Qingyun Palace who could help him break the deadlock—the peak master of Shuiyue Peak.

Su Wanqing possesses a priceless treasure called the "Mirror of Light," which can recall images of the surrounding scene and is the only breakthrough to solve this matter.

With his mind made up, Lin Feng led Liu Yushu straight to Shuiyue Peak.

Shuiyue Peak is shrouded in mist all year round, with spiritual flowers and herbs everywhere, and its temperament is elegant and gentle, just like Su Wanqing's personality.

As night deepened, Su Wanqing was meditating and cultivating on the Moon-Viewing Terrace. Her light blue gauze dress fluttered in the wind, exuding an ethereal and gentle aura.

Sensing the sound of something cutting through the air, she abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the white-clad figure flying towards her, slightly surprised: "Peak Master Lin? What brings you here so late at night?"

Lin Feng landed and cupped his hands, his expression solemn: "Peak Master Su, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night, but there is a reason for it."

My Little Bamboo Peak was secretly spied on tonight. Someone silently infiltrated the peak and left a strange letter as a trap for my disciple.

"The other party's methods are strange; they entered my Qingyun Palace as if it were their own territory. I heard that the Peak Master possesses the Mirror of Time Reversal, which can recall past scenes, so I have come here specifically to borrow the Mirror of Time Reversal."

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing's expression changed drastically. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were filled with shock.