Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Life hangs on a thread”By then, I will be able to completely control the power of the dragon and become the true ruler of this continent!”

At this moment, Xiao Feng was just outside the City Lord’s study and heard the City Lord’s final words.

His body suddenly stiffened, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Feng finally understood the City Lord’s sinister motive for wanting Feng’er to marry him.

However, amidst this shock, another question emerged in Xiao Feng’s mind.

If all of this was the City Lord’s scheme, then who was the red figure who had previously ambushed him?

”If you do this, divine retribution will descend sooner or later!” Feng’er stood righteously in the center of the study, her gaze at the City Lord extremely cold.

The City Lord sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

”Divine retribution? That’s just an excuse weaklings use to comfort themselves. A true strong person is one who controls his own destiny!”

Their gazes clashed in the air, as if invisible sparks were flying.

The City Lord looked at Feng’er and sighed.

”In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only by possessing absolute power can one truly stand invincible.”

Feng’er clenched her fists and said through gritted teeth, ”Even so, I will never allow you to harm innocent people!”

The two faced off tensely, neither willing to back down half a step.

Finally, the City Lord waved his hand and said coldly, ”Think what you will, but don’t forget, you are still under my control.”

Feng’er snorted coldly, turned, and left the study.

He strode into the courtyard. Moonlight spilled onto the bluestone slabs, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Just then, he suddenly felt a gaze on his back, like thorns.

”Come out.” Feng’er stopped and said in a deep voice.

A figure slowly walked out from the shadows.

Xiao Feng’s expression was grim, his eyes flickering with anger and doubt.

He approached Feng’er step by step and asked in a deep voice, ”Why was the medicine you gave Zhao Yuwei fake? She’s spitting blood now!”

Upon hearing this, Feng’er’s face showed a shocked expression.

”How is that possible? What I took was definitely the antidote!”

”Don’t lie to me!” Xiao Feng shouted sternly, ”Zhao Yuwei is in critical condition right now, what exactly are you up to?”

Feng’er quickly explained, ”Xiao Feng, listen to me. What I took was indeed the real antidote, I swear to the heavens! I don’t know why this is happening...”

How could it be fake?

Could it be? Feng’er suddenly understood something.

Just as the two were arguing intensely, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.

The City Lord had appeared in the courtyard at some point, a strange smile on his face.

”Heh heh, you two are really naive.”

The City Lord walked over slowly, an insidious aura emanating from him, ”All of this is under my control.”

Xiao Feng and Feng’er turned around simultaneously, looking at the City Lord vigilantly.

The City Lord continued, ”Xiao Feng, ah Xiao Feng, I knew you wouldn’t obediently cooperate. Therefore, I was prepared long ago.”

Xiao Feng’s expression was furious. So that’s how it was!

”Mo Yuan, how long will you remain so misguided!” Feng’er questioned, ”Are you really willing to destroy the entire city for your own selfish desires?”

The City Lord sneered, his gaze sweeping towards Xiao Feng as sharp as a knife.

He slowly walked forward, an unnerving aura emanating from him.

”It’s okay if you want to save Zhao Yuwei.”

A sinister smile curled up at his lips, ”As long as you obediently hold a wedding ceremony with Feng’er, and then give me your Immortal Power on the day of the wedding, I will give Zhao Yuwei and your companion the antidote and let them leave Mo Yuan City alive.”

Saying this, the City Lord took out a small bottle from his Pregnant, which contained a crystal-clear pill.

He gently shook the bottle. The pill rolled inside, making a crisp sound.

”See? There’s only this one. If you don’t obey, Zhao Yuwei is dead for sure.”

Xiao Feng’s eyes were terrifyingly dark, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He hated being threatened the most, but now he was in a dilemma.

The painful image of Zhao Yuwei flashed in his mind, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

”Damn it!”

Xiao Feng roared in his heart.

”Why did it turn out like this?”

He took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

”I... I promise you.”

Xiao Feng said through gritted teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

Upon hearing this, Feng’er sighed deeply.

”You are beyond saving.” She said softly, her voice full of weariness.

After saying this, Feng’er looked at Mo Yuan in front of her, said nothing, and turned to leave.

And Mo Yuan looked at Feng’er’s back and said through gritted teeth, ”Sooner or later, you will understand what I have done!”

After Xiao Feng returned, he pushed open the door and quietly walked into the room.

Under the dim candlelight, Sima Yan was guarding Zhao Yuwei’s bedside, staring intently at her pale face.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his hands clasped under his chin, and his whole person exuded a solemn aura.

”Brother Sima.” Xiao Feng spoke softly, ”How is Miss Zhao doing?”

Sima Yan slowly raised his head, a hint of weariness flashing in his eyes.

”Still the same, no change.”

He sighed and gently pulled Zhao Yuwei’s wrist, ”Although her pulse is stable, her body temperature has been dropping.”

Xiao Feng took a few steps closer and carefully examined Zhao Yuwei.

Her face was paler than before, and her lips were an unnatural bluish-purple.

Xiao Feng’s heart tightened, and he suddenly thought of something.

”Right, Brother Sima.” He frowned and asked, his tone carrying a hint of doubt, ”Weren’t you also poisoned by the Lord of Mo Yuan City? Why do you seem perfectly fine?”

Sima Yan was startled upon hearing this, then smiled wryly, ”It’s strange to say, I’m not very clear either. Maybe it’s because I was wearing my Family’s protective treasure.”

Saying this, he took out a green jade pendant from his Pregnant, ”This was passed down from my ancestors, and it’s said to have the effect of warding off poison and evil.”

Xiao Feng nodded thoughtfully, his gaze falling on Zhao Yuwei again.

Seeing her suffering appearance, he felt very uncomfortable inside.

”Zhao Yuwei.” He secretly swore in his heart, ”I will definitely save you, and I will never let you sacrifice yourself in vain like this!”

Late at night, Xiao Feng stood alone by the pond in the City Lord’s Mansion.

The moonlight was like silver, spilling onto the water surface and creating ripples.

The surroundings were silent, only the occasional chirping of insects broke the tranquility.

Xiao Feng stood with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the distance, constantly replaying everything that happened today in his mind.

”What exactly does the City Lord want?” He pondered inwardly, ”Why does he want to take my Immortal Power, yet also want me to marry Feng’er? Shouldn’t he and Feng’er be a couple?”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt there was something strange going on.

Xiao Feng frowned tightly, his mind racing.

”I absolutely cannot give my Immortal Power to the City Lord and let him destroy the Dragon Soul in the furnace.”

He secretly made up his mind.

”What is the origin of that Dragon Soul? Why is the City Lord so apprehensive of it, to the point of having to destroy it?”

Just as Xiao Feng was deep in thought, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.