Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 178 - 142: Extermination of the Entire Clan
Jiang Feng’s heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
But he forced himself to calm down, finishing reading all the files for the prisoners delivered today.
After dealing with all the official business on the desk,
Jiang Feng went out for another patrol.
Because there were so many prisoners sent in, Jiang Feng and the other squad leaders were all extremely busy, with all kinds of matters waiting for him to deal with, so time passed quickly, and before he knew it, it was time to change shifts.
Jiang Feng gave instructions to the night shift prison guards.
Then he left Zhenbei Prison and returned to Willow Alley, purposely buying a few jin of tofu and a jin of pickled vegetables, inviting Uncle Huo to the courtyard for a drink. He acted as he always did, with nothing amiss.
By the time the meal was over and he saw Uncle Huo out, it was already close to midnight.
Lying on his bed, Jiang Feng carefully recalled every word Han Dong had said to him today.
"Relying on just a sliver of hope, is it really possible to bring someone back from the dead? Does the Immortal Master from Yun Gui Sect truly have such power?"
"Han Dong is clearly suspicious of me, so why did she tell me Xiao Ran isn’t dead yet?"
"She even told me that Xiao Ran is still on Black Iron Mountain?"
"Could it be... Han Dong is testing me, trying to force me to show up on Black Iron Mountain?"
The more Jiang Feng thought about it, the more something felt off.
He knew Han Dong was meticulous, and she always doubted Xiao Ran’s death.
Perhaps the story about Xiao Ran coming back to life was something she made up on purpose, trying to lure him into a trap.
"Sister Dong, are you lying to me or not?"
Jiang Feng harbored suspicion toward Han Dong’s words.
"No matter. Even if Han Dong isn’t lying, so what if Xiao Ran really came back from the dead?"
"Everyone who saw me on Black Iron Mountain that day is dead; even if Xiao Ran only saw an arrow flash by, even if he suspects me, there’s no evidence it was me."
"Besides, in the eyes of Xiao Ran and Han Dong, my cultivation is at most in the First Grade Qi Refining Realm. How could I possibly have killed Jin Muchuan and so many first-grade experts!"
"Hmph. If Xiao Ran really survived, then he just wasn’t destined to die!"
"If he dares to come for me again, with my current cultivation, why should I fear him!"
"I mustn’t go to Black Iron Mountain!"
After thinking through everything,
Jiang Feng made up his mind. No matter if the thing about Xiao Ran coming back was real or fake, he could not get near Black Iron Mountain again.
He needed to avoid getting involved in more trouble.
So, Jiang Feng checked the status panel.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 53333
Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Minor Achievement)
Skills: Loulan Slash (Minor Achievement+) Wind Palm (Beginner+) Three-legged Body Technique (Beginner+)
Realm: Innate (Primordial Realm)
Divine Power: Immortality
Because the Emperor let the prison hijack incident slide, Jiang Feng’s Fortune Point surged again, increasing by nearly five thousand.
"If Xiao Ran coming back to life is a trap, that means there’s danger on Black Iron Mountain. As long as I don’t go, my Fortune Point will definitely increase again tomorrow."
Jiang Feng understood that if it was indeed a trap, then it was set for him.
As long as he avoided it, his Fortune Point would definitely keep increasing.
The next day.
Jiang Feng got up early to check his Fortune Point changes.
Fortune: 86778
"Over thirty thousand more. Han Dong really was lying to me; bringing Xiao Ran back to life was just a trap!"
Jiang Feng muttered in shock.
He paced back and forth in his room.
His feelings were especially complicated. Han Dong was really suspicious of him, and scheming against him?
The big jump in Fortune Points made him break out in a cold sweat for himself.
He could entirely imagine that on Black Iron Mountain and nearby, there must be many Innate Powerhouses guarding the place.
If he had gone there last night,
he would’ve walked right into the trap.
"Sister Dong, do you really suspect that I had something to do with Xiao Ran’s death?"
Jiang Feng wondered inwardly.
He thought carefully about the relationship between Han Dong and Xiao Ran.
Though Xiao Ran was a love-struck fool, for Han Dong he’d truly risk his life. At the same time, he was the Heir of King Zhennan, a Second-Grade Refining Yuan Realm Expert—a rich, handsome man in every sense.
How many people could resist a tall, rich, and handsome man’s wholehearted pursuit?
Han Dong was also a woman.
Jiang Feng didn’t believe Han Dong had no feelings for Xiao Ran.
Now that Xiao Ran was dead, Han Dong might really be capable of doing anything.
"Whatever she’s thinking, as long as I don’t go to Black Iron Mountain, no one can prove that I was indirectly responsible for Xiao Ran’s death."
"Let’s see who can do anything to me?"
Jiang Feng said angrily.
He knew that no matter who suspected the cause of Xiao Ran’s death, it was true that Xiao Ran died under Jin Muchuan’s Primordial Flame—no one could change that fact.
With that, Jiang Feng hurried to Zhenbei Prison.
Today, Zhenbei Prison was even livelier than yesterday.
The cells were filled with complaints and grievances.
Prison wagons lined up outside the gates one after another, and over by the torture room, there were always some who couldn’t bear it—dragged off by prison guards and tossed onto the Chaotic Burial Mound.
When Jiang Feng entered the office, he found that the prisoner files had piled up like a mountain. Chief Wang and the others were busy out of their minds, having no time to listen to his orders. He had no choice but to help them, signing for newly detained or interrogated prisoners just like they did.
By the end of the day,
Jiang Feng and Chief Wang were just as filthy and foul, with bloodstains on their clothes. Many cells today ended up with corpses, mostly members of the Dark Hall and Beast Taming Sect.
Some were officials colluding with the Dark Hall as well.
Unfortunately, so far, they were all low-level flunkies in the bureaucracy. These men were pitiful; they rarely came into contact with the Second Prince, and once trouble came, they were thrown out as pawns. Faced with Dali Temple personnel or the Dragon Capital Government Office’s interrogations, even if they confessed everything, they could barely offer up information that might threaten the Second Prince.
But as the Dark Hall collapses,
the pressure and losses facing the Second Prince only get more severe.
Sooner or later, a big fish will be dragged out.
