Chapter 140: Leave The Things Done With Nothing Left Behind!

Chapter 140: Leave The Things Done With Nothing Left Behind!

"You all may rise."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose bridge, showing no intention of pursuing the matter further with those guards. However, he was determined not to let the ringleader, Jia Lang, off easily.

Jia Lang's intentions were crystal clear—he aimed to lead Ling Feng to his demise. Ling Feng couldn't bring himself to be so magnanimous as to let Jia Lang’s father merely slap him once and consider the matter settled.

"Thank you, sir!" The leader of the guards, Yang Zhen, rose nervously, maintaining a bowed posture throughout, showing utmost respect to Ling Feng.

"Thank you, sir. Your magnanimity knows no bounds, so naturally you wouldn't bother with insignificant people like me, right?" Jia Yan was quite the charmer, immediately showering Ling Feng with light-hearted flattery.

"Failure to educate his children reflects the father's shortcomings. You indeed seem to lack proper guidance in raising your son!"

Ling Feng cast a sidelong glance at Jia Yan, and then turned his gaze to Yang Zhen, saying lightly, "Commander Yang, Jia Lang has fabricated rumors and slandered me. According to the laws of the Empire, he should be dealt with accordingly. I leave this matter in your hands, Commander Yang. I trust you know what to do."

Yang Zhen, with his sinister countenance, clearly revealed himself to be ruthless and cunning. Jia Lang's actions had nearly cost him his life this time. Handing Jia Lang over to him would certainly not lead to any favorable outcome.

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Zhen's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he cast a chilly glance at Jia Lang beside him. Even if he couldn't kill Jia Lang out of respect for the Jia Family's reputation, he was determined to make him experience the full extent of the eighteen kinds of torture!

Jia Yan clenched his fists tightly, unaware that his nails had pierced his palms. Despite his inner turmoil, Ling Feng's firm decision to handle the situation by the book left him speechless and unable to argue further.

"Very well, that will be all. You may all leave now."

With a cold expression, Ling Feng observed the deepening night and showed no interest in prolonging his stay here.

"Yes! We shall take our leave!" Yang Zhen swung his sleeves and shouted loudly to the guards behind him, "Hey, someone, seize Jia Lang!"

Two black-armored guards grabbed Jia Lang by his arms, one on each side, and they all hurried towards the direction of the dungeon. In no time, they vanished into the night.

Jia Yan and the remaining Transformation Realm cultivators from the Jia Family hung their heads dejectedly, like defeated roosters, and left in gloom.

Jia Yan let out a long sigh. This time, he considered it a lesson for Jia Lang. If Jia Lang could truly repent for his actions, it might actually be a good thing for him.

After the city guards and the members of the Jia family left, the prominent figures and aristocrats of Hanwu County gathered around Ling Feng, showering him with flattery and praise.

Ling Feng spread out his Clear Spirit Wings, flying into the air. Suddenly, he reached into his bosom and took out a piece of embroidered handkerchief, still carrying the faint fragrance reminiscent of Lin Xian'er.

This embroidered handkerchief was the one Lin Xian'er used to wipe his sweat before, but he forgot to return it to her after using it.

With a flutter, Ling Feng's wings kept him suspended in the air as he glanced back at the ground, where Lin Xian'er's figure had already vanished from. Sighing lightly, he tucked away the embroidered handkerchief. It won't be too late to return it when I see Miss Lin next time.

With another flap of his wings, Ling Feng suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, he flew out of the boundaries of Hanwu County, entering the depths of the Xianzong Mountains.

The night descended.

Bathed in the gentle moonlight, Ling Feng slowly descended onto a large, towering tree. Seated atop its canopy, he carefully retrieved the Moonlight Water Essence from his possession.

"With my speed, flying back to the Wenxian Sect will take a few hours. I might as well refine this Moonlight Water Essence now."

Ling Feng felt a slight excitement in his heart. The last time, when he used the Earth-Fire Crystal to complete the first infusion, Ling Feng had tasted success, realizing the distinct difference between infused qi and ordinary qi.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng cast aside distractions and placed the Moonlight Water Essence in his palm. Following Wen Tingguang's teachings, he began to absorb the water-based spiritual energy contained within the essence.

With the experience gained from his previous endeavor and his unique constitution, it wasn't long before a blue light shimmered from within the essence, a testament to his progress.

The ambiance, reminiscent of the boundless sea, enveloped Ling Feng. Like moths drawn to a flame, the intangible water-based spiritual energy swiftly converged toward Ling Feng's body.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt a new presence within his dantian. Alongside the flickering flame that had been there before, there emerged a cohesive droplet of water, distinct and unyielding.

Gradually, the droplet of water absorbed the mist that hung suspended in Ling Feng's dantian, finally stabilizing into a serene state.

Ling Feng knew that he had successfully completed the second spirit infusion.

The time taken this time was less than half of the previous attempt!

If Wen Tingguang were to see this, his eyes would probably pop out of his head.

With a thought, true qi gathered in his palm, forming a fist-sized water sphere that hovered above it. The blue orb, reflecting the radiant moonlight, rippled gently, as if carrying a refreshing sea breeze.

This was the essence of water!