Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 117: Chapter 6: The Human Heart Chapter 117: Chapter 6: The Human Heart He looked toward the inside of the Mountain God Temple and saw a man and a woman taking shelter from the rain.

The woman’s face was pale, sitting in front of the campfire with her eyes closed, cultivating her spirit as if she were healing; she was none other than Dongfang Yuwei.

And the man was the one who had rescued Dongfang Yuwei.

It was clear that this man wanted Lin Feng’s life, as the murderous intent fiercely surged toward him.

At this moment, Dongfang Yuwei opened her eyes and said, “Wu Xian, he’s just an ordinary cultivator, let him go.”

The cultivator named Wu Xian then nodded, the murderous aura around his body dissipating as he coldly looked at Lin Feng, “Scram.”

“Damn.”

Lin Feng truly felt an urge to slap this bastard to death, but his cultivation was not enough to contend with this Wu Xian; grinding his teeth, he walked out of the Mountain God Temple with the Fire Kirin.

“The rain outside is pouring down, you should come in and take shelter.”

Dongfang Yuwei said.

Lin Feng thought to himself that this Dongfang Yuwei was actually quite nice; he and the Fire Kirin returned to the Mountain God Temple, only to meet Wu Xian’s cold, threatening gaze that seemed to want Lin Feng to get lost.

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“Have I seen you before?” Dongfang Yuwei looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s heart skipped a beat; could it be that Dongfang Yuwei sensed his presence when she flew over him?

This level of power was truly frightening.

Lin Feng nodded, saying, “Perhaps.”

Dongfang Yuwei slightly nodded her head and then fell silent, obviously in a bad way, having been struck by the powerful Grandmaster Xuanming.

She would find it difficult to recover in a short period, and Lin Feng guessed she had encountered Grandmaster Xuanming and the other two again, for when she left, Dongfang Yuwei’s clothes had been intact, but the sleeve of her left hand was torn, clearly indicating another fierce battle, injury upon injury.

“Yuwei, drink some soup boiled with Spirit Grass; it will dispel the Death Qi here and prevent it from entering your body.”

Wu Xian spoke, taking down a pot from the campfire and pouring a bowl of medicinal soup for Dongfang Yuwei.

The Death Qi in this place was too strong, and earlier Lin Feng, along with the Fire Kirin, had felt it too.

Lin Feng muttered in his heart, wanting a bowl himself, and to his utter surprise, Wu Xian actually poured one for him, prompting Lin Feng to raise the bowl to drink.

However, the Fire Kirin, hiding behind Lin Feng, scratched a word on his back with its paw.

“Poison.”

Lin Feng’s face slightly changed; as a high-level Alchemist, the Fire Kirin naturally knew whether there was poison or not.

Lin Feng quickly put down the bowl and saw Dongfang Yuwei about to drink, prompting him to urgently grab her wrist.

Dongfang Yuwei looked at Lin Feng somewhat irritably, thinking that Lin Feng was attempting to take liberties with her.

“What are you doing?” Wu Xian said coldly.

“Ah, I saw a bug fall into it, let me pour it out and pour a fresh bowl for the Immortal.”

Lin Feng said as he dumped the bowl in Dongfang Yuwei’s hand.

He walked over to the campfire and kicked the pot on it, which exploded, splashing out all the contents.

Drops of medicine that fell to the ground began to foam.

“Brat, you’re ruining my big plans.” Wu Xian’s face changed drastically, and he roared, striking toward Dongfang Yuwei with a palm.

Clearly, he also knew that he needed to kill Dongfang Yuwei first and not bother with Lin Feng, a nobody.

“Go to hell.”

Lin Feng sneered, conjuring the Black Dragon Sword and attacking Wu Xian with a slice of the treasure sword.

Wu Xian’s face changed drastically, knowing that if he insisted on attacking Dongfang Yuwei, he would surely be killed by Lin Feng’s sword; Wu Xian had no choice but to retreat.

But Dongfang Yuwei, now reacting, had already made her move.

Though injured, her strength was evident, and she struck Wu Xian with a palm.

Wu Xian’s expression grew dark, and seeing that he could not dodge, struck back.

While Dongfang Yuwei entangled Wu Xian, Lin Feng quietly moved to Wu Xian’s back and stabbed him through the chest with a sword.

“Ah.” Wu Xian bellowed, emitting a terrifying Qi that blew Lin Feng away.

Wow.

Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale as he fell to the ground.

However, Dongfang Yuwei seized the opportunity and struck Wu Xian on the head, killing him.

After her attack, Dongfang Yuwei’s injuries were aggravated, and she couldn’t help but spit out blood, her complexion deathly white.

“Thank you for the rescue.” Dongfang Yuwei looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng struggled to his feet and said, “There’s no need to thank me; if it hadn’t been for you when I entered the temple just now, I would have been killed by him.”

“I’ve known this person for three years and never expected that, for a few treasures, he would want to kill me.”

Dongfang Yuwei sighed.

She looked at Lin Feng and said, “Can you help me up?

My injuries are worsening; we can’t stay here any longer.”

Lin Feng nodded and helped Dongfang Yuwei up.

She took Wu Xian’s storage ring without any intention of sharing with Lin Feng, leaving him quite frustrated.

After all, shouldn’t the spoils be split evenly?

But with little influence himself and considering Dongfang Yuwei’s dire state, if he actually tried to take her things, a cultivator of her caliber would surely find a way to take his life.

“We should not stay here long; let’s leave,” said Dongfang Yuwei.

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“I’ll carry you,” Lin Feng said.

Dongfang Yuwei blushed and nodded her head, but at that moment, a sharp and piercing scream came from outside.

Endless Demonic Qi rolled in, with a tall demonic corpse, crafted by Grandmaster Xuanming, charging their way.

“Damn it, it’s one of Grandmaster Xuanming’s demonic corpses; quickly seal your hearing,” Dongfang Yuwei’s face turned pale.

Lin Feng hurriedly circulated the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, using the Ancient Dragon Elephant Power to seal his hearing, which brought him some relief.

At this time, a foul stench from outside the Mountain God Temple rushed in, utterly nauseating, and the next moment, a rotting demonic corpse, emitting a rotten odor, barged in.