Shock and Fury

Internal and external injuries needed time to heal.

But Li Qing Feng didn't care in the slightest. Instead, he swallowed Yin Soul Pills day and night.

From one pill a day, it increased to three pills a day.

Killing over fifty black-armored soldiers condensed fifteen Yin Soul Beads. Adding the Soul Pills condensed from absorbing the free-floating Yin Evil Qi in the world, Li Qing Feng consumed nine Soul Pills in these five days.

He finally broke through to the Qi Condensation Second Layer.

However, Yin Qi also appeared on his body, and his complexion was pale.

He looked even more like a Demonic Path Cultivator than before.

The Blood Fiend Great Method advanced another layer, and the resulting Blood Fiend Qi became denser, causing Li Qing Feng immense suffering.

If not for the strength of the Demonic Ape Will-Fixing Fist, a method for calming the mind, Li Qing Feng might have already been overwhelmed by the Blood Fiend Qi by now.

Demonic Path cultivation methods were inherently focused on quick results, not to mention Li Qing Feng was constantly swallowing Yin Soul Pills.

Yin Soul Pills were indeed good things, capable of transforming pure spiritual energy into Magic Power.

They could be quickly absorbed by the Banner Master.

But after all, this item came from Yin Soul Ghost Creatures and inherently carried malevolent energy.

If taken sparingly, one could rely on Magic Power to wear down the Yin Evil that had integrated into the body and proceed slowly.

Once taken in large quantities, the massive amount of Yin Evil Qi accumulated within the body would burden the body.

He couldn't persuade him.

Nor could he open his mouth to persuade him.

Tu Shan Jun was silent.

It's okay, everything will pass.

As long as Zhang Wan Long is dealt with, they will fly far away.

From then on, the sky will be high for birds to fly, and the sea vast for fish to leap.

Even if he becomes a Demonic Cultivator that everyone hunts, he will finally be on the Immortal Path.

An unstable foundation is nothing, being entangled by Yin Qi is nothing. With him here, with the Venerable Soul Banner here, everything can be resolved in the future.

Li Qing Feng did not know of Tu Shan Jun's worries within the Venerable Soul Banner.

He didn't even know that his Ghost Brother could speak.

He only thought that he had truly encountered a legendary serendipity.

Even though the Evil Ghost within the Venerable Soul Banner had a ferocious appearance, to him, it was still a good person.

"Cough cough."

A coughing sound rang out. Li Qing Feng channeled Magic Power into the Venerable Soul Banner and took out a Yin Soul Pill.

After five days, although he had broken through, his injuries had not improved. It would still take at least another month or two to recover.

He was unaware of the passage of time in the secret chamber's cellar.

Spending his days in the dark, sunless secret chamber cellar, only entering dreams was his most relaxed moment.

He didn't remember the time.

He only remembered that the Venerable Soul Banner would condense one Soul Pill every day.

Including the original eleven, there were a total of seventy-one.

Li Qing Feng's injuries had recovered, but the Yin Qi缠绕 his body was even more severe.

However, his cultivation had reached the peak it could reach.

Qi Condensation Third Layer.

It took two months and a total of seventy-one Yin Soul Pills to finally push his cultivation to the Qi Condensation Third Layer.

The day of great success was the day he would emerge from seclusion.

Li Qing Feng walked out of the secret chamber cellar.

The glare of the light was so dazzling that he squinted his eyes.

His skin was pale and dull.

His hair was withered.

The warm sunlight could not dispel the chill in Li Qing Feng's heart.

He lifted the Venerable Soul Banner, his bloodshot eyes gazing at the ghostly face on the banner. "Ghost Brother, after hiding for two months, is it time for revenge?"

A hum.

The Venerable Soul Banner vibrated, seemingly responding to Li Qing Feng.

It firmly told him.

Yes!

"Alright." Li Qing Feng's expression immediately brightened.

He strode out of the side room.

However, at that moment, he spotted flickering firelight in the open space of the Li Manor.

Li Qing Feng's expression sank. Could it be that if he didn't appear, these people were already planning to set the house on fire?

When he got closer, he only saw one person adding paper money to a brazier.

A gust of wind blew, scattering the embers.

The faint firelight was completely overwhelmed by the twilight sun.

From outside the manor, one wouldn't even be able to see someone burning paper.

Stack after stack of paper money was placed into the copper basin, and the person seemed to be muttering something.

"Brother Yang?" Li Qing Feng was also surprised.

The person at his home turned out to be his friend, Yang Lin Gu.

The person with their back to Li Qing Feng involuntarily trembled a few times.

They suddenly turned around, their face filled with astonishment: "Qing Feng? You, are you human or ghost."

Li Qing Feng knew that his current appearance was very ugly, like a Fierce Ghost.

But he hadn't expected Yang Lin Gu to think he was dead and even bring a brazier to pay respects.

"Zhang Wan Long isn't dead, how could I possibly be dead?" Li Qing Feng had nothing to hide.

Today was Zhang Wan Long's death day.

Yang Lin Gu hadn't recovered from the shock of seeing Li Qing Feng when he heard Li Qing Feng's calm words.

It was as if it should have been so.

"You are the assassin the Prefect has been searching for for a long time."

"You killed Zhang Gui?"

Yang Lin Gu finally reacted. It turned out that the assassin Prefect Zhang Wan Long had been searching for for a long time was indeed Li Qing Feng.

The Prefect's only son returned from the battlefield injured but was unexpectedly assassinated, causing the Prefect to become enraged and seal off the entire Prefecture City just to find the assassin.

Because of this, many people were implicated.

Yang Lin Gu looked at Li Qing Feng in disbelief, even taking two steps back.

Li Qing Feng saw it, and the sadness in his eyes flashed before being covered by anger:

"Zhang Wan Long and his son used people as medicine."

"Meng Zhen died, eaten by Zhang Gui as medicine."

"Two other people died with him."

"A life for a life!" Li Qing Feng's expression was calm but unusually firm. He was simply stating the facts.

He had already been angry when he should have been; now, what he had to do was seek revenge.

He had already avenged Meng Zhen. Zhang Gui's head was smashed by Ghost Brother; even the most skilled corpse stitcher couldn't put it back together completely.

But the revenge for the one hundred and three lives of the Li family had not yet been taken.

Yang Lin Gu's eyes were filled with shock, his mouth wide open, as if he had heard such a thing for the first time.

Immediately after, he dropped to his knees and wept bitterly.

"Qing Feng, I'm sorry."

"I'm so sorry."

Li Qing Feng frowned slightly, quite puzzled by Yang Lin Gu's behavior.

"Brother Yang, why is this?"

Yang Lin Gu wept profusely, pounding the ground in grief.

"Since Zhang Wan Long's only son died, Meng Zhen was labeled an assassin, and even the Meng family is gone."

"Zhang Wan Long was still not satisfied and raided three more families."

"Everyone was in danger."

"Finally, they found my connection with Meng Zhen and implicated my family under the charge of guilt by association."

"The Prefect said that as long as the information provided was true, the entire family would not be executed."

"To protect my family, I..."

Yang Lin Gu's voice trembled.

The joy Li Qing Feng felt upon reuniting with Yang Lin Gu had completely vanished.

His eyes were red, his body trembled, and he asked in disbelief, "What did you do?"

"I... I told them about the pigeon." Yang Lin Gu clutched his hair in pain.

"Qing Feng, I really didn't expect the Prefect to be so deranged. He slaughtered everyone just because he found out you were missing."

"I truly didn't expect it. I just thought that with more people, we could share the responsibility of this matter."

"I also didn't expect that the Prefectural Manor wouldn't even investigate. They caused such a disaster based on mere suspicion."

Yang Lin Gu kept hitting his head, slamming it hard against the ground until his entire forehead was a bloody mess.

Li Qing Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart and stumbled back two steps.

He couldn't believe it.

Disappointment, realization, grief, and a series of other complex emotions converged into a look of ferocity and rage.

Li Qing Feng abruptly drew his Sword Hairpin and questioned Yang Lin Gu, "You... to save your family, you sacrificed all one hundred and three lives of my Li family."

"I'm sorry, Qing Feng."

"I'm sorry." Yang Lin Gu continued to kowtow, tears streaming down his face.

Li Qing Feng's face twitched, his bloodshot eyes filled with ferocity. "Do you remember?"

"This matter with the pigeon,"

"You were the one who told me!"

The Sword Hairpin in his hand had transformed into a three-foot Magic Sword, pointing at Yang Lin Gu.

Li Qing Feng's anger soared.

He clenched his teeth, his face contorted.

He didn't understand.

Meng Zhen and Yang Lin Gu were clearly closer, to the point that Meng Zhen would even entrust such a coded message to Yang Lin Gu.

The target was directed squarely at Zhang Wan Long and his son.

They were the murderers who killed Meng Zhen.

Why, instead of seeking revenge, did Yang Lin Gu expose his existence?

If only he had waited a little longer.

Until he, Li Qing Feng, possessed the power to kill Zhang Wan Long.

Everything could have been resolved.

Why did this happen?

Why was it Yang Lin Gu who betrayed him?