Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 155 - 131: A Step Away from Innate - Hijack Prison (2)
Jiang Feng didn’t rush back to Willow Alley.
He wandered in a wide circle.
He knew this clearly in his heart.
He could not disguise himself well enough to fool the middle-aged man, but without revealing his true face, the middle-aged man couldn’t see through his identity either. The main thing was, the opponent’s strength was formidable, his Primordial Power was wild, and he seemed to have a deep understanding of Three-legged Body Technique. Now that he got nothing from Jiang Feng—and was even swindled out of a palm martial arts technique by him—
If that man remembered him,
one day, in a bad mood, he might take it out on Jiang Feng, and that’d be more trouble than it’s worth.
Thankfully, tonight was dangerous yet passed safely.
Back home,
Jiang Feng checked the change in his Fortune Point.
Fortune: 78677
Seeing his Fortune Point had increased by nearly two thousand, Jiang Feng felt certain that the middle-aged man never intended to fight him to the death—after all, both were First Grade Qi Refining Realm, and for just a Three-legged Body Technique, it wasn’t worth risking lives.
Besides, the middle-aged man had already read it.
"I have no idea what identity he has, where he popped out from. If I go to the Black Market again, I’ll have to be even more cautious."
Jiang Feng silently reminded himself in his heart.
He took out the Three-legged Body Technique to read it again.
But that sensation he felt last time never returned.
Helpless, Jiang Feng could only wait to study it again in the future.
The next day.
Jiang Feng went to work at Zhenbei Prison as usual.
Once inside,
Jiang Feng noticed the looks from everyone had returned to being kind and friendly as always.
Clearly, what happened to Mao Daming yesterday had already spread throughout Zhenbei Prison.
Even without Han Dong’s public reward,
everyone now seemed to realize Jiang Feng was still important to Han Dong—at the very least, no one could casually slander him. This attitude made Chief Wang, Chief Ma, Chief Feng, and the others show the same energy at work as usual.
They all worked under Jiang Feng.
If Jiang Feng were isolated, their own situation wouldn’t be much better.
You could say their fates were tied—rise and fall together.
So Jiang Feng didn’t blame them for how they’d felt before. As always, he organized things properly, then took Chief Wang and the rest to patrol their jurisdiction.
When returning to the office, Jiang Feng again ran into Han Dong, who seemed just back from outside. Last night, Xiao Ran threw a banquet to celebrate Han Dong’s job promotion and breakthrough in strength.
Could Han Dong have spent the whole night out?
"Lord Director of the Prison."
Jiang Feng greeted formally.
"Everything has been settled. You won’t be involved in any of it."
Passing Jiang Feng, Han Dong spoke these words indifferently.
"Thank you!"
Jiang Feng replied softly.
Han Dong’s steps paused for a moment, then she continued on and quickly entered the courtyard.
Imperial City.
In a secluded yet comfortable courtyard.
The Second Prince, after finishing his tasks, came here again.
"Oh? Fourth Uncle, what’s this?"
When the Second Prince approached the desk, he saw a small bamboo tube placed on it.
"It’s a cultivation technique sent by Han Dong."
The elderly servant answered.
"Oh, is this an olive branch?"
The Second Prince found it a bit unexpected, but also logical. Opening it up, he discovered it was indeed a cultivation technique, and handed it to the old servant—it wasn’t something he himself could decipher.
"Any news from Yun Shan?"
The Second Prince asked.
"No. Our people only found Yun Yang’s corpse at the bottom of White Tiger Mountain’s cliff. There’s been no trace of Yun Shan. By now, it seems unlikely he survived."
The servant replied.
"Who do you think could have killed them?"
The Second Prince picked up his brush and wrote on the desk—still practicing that particular "letter" character.
"Most likely, it’s the mysterious figure behind Han Dong. According to intelligence from the Dark Hall, every Qi Refining Realm expert who arrived at White Tiger Mountain that night is either dead or missing."
The servant said.
"Any news from Han Tieshan?"
The Second Prince asked again.
"During Han Dong’s days outside the city, Han Tieshan suddenly vanished, only returning to the military recently."
The servant replied.
"I still feel Han Dong’s mysterious supporter isn’t Han Tieshan."
The Second Prince remarked.
"Old servant thinks so too."
The servant nodded with conviction.
"Let’s just treat it as owing Han Tieshan a favor."
The Second Prince hesitated, then said.
"Yes."
The servant understood—Second Prince planned to let Han Dong off for now.
"Once we take down the Beast Taming Sect, it won’t be too late to deal with Han Dong."
Suddenly the Second Prince added.
"Yes." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The servant froze momentarily, then nodded in agreement.
Time slipped by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
Zhenbei Prison returned to peace. Though prisoners went in and out every day, under Jiang Feng’s management, everything was orderly and trouble-free. In the half month, his Fortune Point increased by more than two hundred, bringing him closer to eighty thousand.
During these weeks, Han Dong stayed in closed-door cultivation, consolidating her realm. Xiao Ran didn’t disturb. Jiang Feng’s life seemed completely separated from theirs.
Willow Alley remained tranquil.
Jiang Feng shuttled between two places every day.
Uncle Huo would drop by once in a while. Life went on as ordinary as any regular person’s.
Today, Jiang Feng finished his shift and returned home.
He picked up the Three-legged Body Technique again.
For now, the panel recorded Three-legged Body Technique was Beginner with added status. Jiang Feng hadn’t spent any Fortune Point to upgrade it—he wanted to accumulate eighty thousand and see if the Tai Chi Longevity Skill would show a plus sign afterward.
Becoming an Innate Powerhouse was Jiang Feng’s most urgent goal now.
Even in such calm times, Jiang Feng yearned for a breakthrough in strength. Only by becoming an Innate Powerhouse could he truly feel secure.
Now, leafing through the Three-legged Body Technique again,
Jiang Feng was casual and laid-back.
As if, just like before, he was flipping through it idly.
