Before leaving Yang, Ye Feng made sure that the rear of Dongyang was completely secure.

He pondered this decision for half the night. Dongyang was Lin Yuqing's root, the foundation of the Zhu family, and the place where countless lives had been sacrificed in the past six months for a little peace. If he left, even though the Dong family had lost a part of its strength, it could still carve out a bloody path in the city. Those scattered cliques and those parasites who had been secretly eyeing the city might try to take advantage of any loopholes. With these worries, he became distracted and lost his composure in the mountains. Therefore, he considered every possible problem and deliberated repeatedly.

The Lin family's business, managed by Zhu Wanqing, has been a constant source of excitement. She's no longer the shrewd businesswoman she once was, handling the small-time cronies left behind after the original owner's collapse with ease. As for Lin Zhenshan, he remains at the Lin family home, outwardly a sick old man, but secretly protecting the foundation of the Dongyang Alliance for his daughter. Zhou Laowang's eyes are everywhere in Dongyang, big and small; any news, no matter how small, is immediately relayed to Ye Feng.

There's an overt layer, a covert layer, and an official layer of pressure—three layers of obstacles. Anyone who wants to cause trouble while he's away should at least consider whether they have the capacity to withstand the consequences.

Having considered so many possibilities, Ye Feng finally relaxed a little.

"Go with peace of mind." Zhu Wanqing saw them off from the car, unusually without a single teasing word. "I'll take care of things in Dongyang. You... come back soon."

The two women smiled, their eyes crinkling; nothing more needed to be said.

They were once CEOs, each operating under their own banners and wary of one another, but now they are people who can entrust their backs to each other. The dangers they faced along the way have completely eliminated any lingering resentment between them.

Ye Feng took Lin Yuqing with him, not leaving her in the safest place, Dongyang. Only Ye Feng and Shen Yu knew the reason: because of the Meridian Meridian Integration, Lin Yuqing's thousand-year-old pure Yin energy combined with Ye Feng's true energy would be hindered if the distance between them was too great, and Ye Feng's life-threatening tribulation would not be able to withstand it! In other words, although there were countless dangers down the mountain, leaving her here was actually more dangerous than having her with Ye Feng.

We are bound by blood, and we will face life and death together.

This is Ye Feng's summary of the invisible bond between Ye Lin over the past few days.

She couldn't live without him, and he couldn't live without her. It was no longer a matter of willingness or unwillingness, but rather two lives that were forcibly bound together.

Moreover, the secret record of the master states that "her true nature is in the mountains," which clearly tells Ye Feng that the answer to Lin Yuqing's secret lies in Nirvana Mountain, and she must go there.

Three people in one car, heading north!

The car was an off-road vehicle provided by the Lin family. It had a stable chassis and a large enough fuel tank, so it could drive all the way to the foot of the mountain without stopping. Shen Yu took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, Ye Feng was in the steering wheel, and Lin Yu leaned back, carrying an old-fashioned bag in her arms.

It contained a change of clothes and emergency medicine.

The three of them didn't talk much, but their tacit understanding spread quietly northward with the rolling wheels of the train.

The prosperity of Dongyang was left behind. High-rise buildings were given to fields, and fields to mountains. Further north, the mountains grew steeper and the clouds thicker.

Ye Feng looked at the layers of mountains outside, his mood somewhat chaotic.

6 years.

At the age of 16, he was taken to Nirvana Mountain by his master, and at the age of 22, he was ordered to go down the mountain to train. In the six years that followed, Ye Feng transformed from a little kid into a top disciple with unparalleled medical and martial arts skills.

Every blade of grass and every leaf on the mountain, Master's every smile and frown, a morning when Senior Brother Shen Yu was practicing with him... one by one, as they drew closer to the mountain's silhouette, all of these things came to mind.

He remembered how his master would always knock on his door very early, dragging him out of bed to practice horse stance. He also remembered how his senior brother, Shen Yu, would sneakily eat osmanthus cakes in the kitchen behind his back. He remembered the time when the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and the master and his disciples huddled around a charcoal fire, listening to their master tell them stories about ancient covenants and the Yin-Yang lineage. At the time, he thought it was just a story to lull them to sleep, but now, looking back, he realized that every single word was about something that had happened to him.

I feel apprehensive as I get closer to home.

Ye Feng didn't quite understand these four words before, but now he savored their meaning.

"We'll be there soon." Shen Yu, sitting in the passenger seat, looked apprehensively at the scene before him. "That town ahead is 'Listening Snow Town' at the foot of Nirvana Mountain. Master used to send us down here to buy things."

The car slowly drove into Tingxue Town.

This is a very old mountain town.

The flagstone road had been worn smooth and shiny. The old wooden buildings on both sides had dilapidated eaves. People came and went in the town, no different from other ancient towns—except that Ye Feng noticed something because of his sharp eyesight honed by years of fighting.

At the street corner tea stall, a man sipped his tea, his breath deep and resonant—clearly a master who couldn't hide his skill. Outside the fabric shop, two middle-aged men, seemingly chatting idly, glanced back and forth with sharp, piercing eyes. Even the sugar figurine vendor, with his upright posture and solid build, didn't seem like an ordinary person.

They were scattered in every corner of the town, not greeting each other, yet they formed an invisible network.

Some people were eyeing the old road leading up the mountain, some were guarding the fork in the road leading out of town, and some even gave the unfamiliar vehicles that had just entered the city a meaningful look.

The entire town of Tingxue was like a taut bow. Most people couldn't see it, but to Ye Feng, there were at least a dozen skilled martial artists in the town!

"Senior brother," Ye Feng said in a low voice, "something's not right about this town!"

"Hmm." Shen Yu's expression was grave. "There weren't so many strangers in Tingxue Town before! These people... seem to be waiting for someone?"

So many hermits have come to ambush this small town...

What exactly is in that place that makes people feel so threatened?

Ye Feng's unease deepened.

Lin Yuqing also felt an invisible pressure and involuntarily moved closer to Ye Feng.

She doesn't know martial arts, but after what happened in the first half of the year, this keenness has been honed.

She couldn't escape the hint of greed and calculation in those eyes.

Just as the three of them got out of the car and stepped onto the stone-paved road, Lin Yuqing suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and touched her chest.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng immediately became alert.

"The energy within me..." Lin Yuqing frowned, looking somewhat bewildered. "As soon as we approached this mountain, it... it started moving on its own, as if... something was tempting it!"

This pure Yin energy had been sealed away for thousands of years, and was gradually awakened by the Meridian Harmony. Surprisingly, it was out of her control at this moment and trembled slightly within the meridians of her entire body.

Like a small fish seeing water, it tentatively approached the mountain peak shrouded in clouds.

Ye Feng's heart was pounding wildly.

Near the mountain, pure yin energy emanates.

He looked at the mountaintop shrouded in clouds and mist, his eyes growing increasingly dark.

Because there must be something related to "her" hidden in this little hill, right?

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