Novels by Passionate Hero

Lin Feng did not wait for them to process her presence, his fake limping posture vanishing in an instant. He tapped the base of his weathered wooden staff against the floor, releasing a microscopic thread of gravity-altering Nether Qi.The air pressure in the narrow corridor instantly multiplied by ten thousand, the invisible weight freezing both enforcers mid-stride. Their eyes bulged with primitive horror as their ankles snapped under the sudden, crushing vertical force.Before they could even let out a gasp of pain, Lin Feng shot forward like an invisible shadow. He delivered two lightning-fast thrusts with his fingers, perfectly crushing their windpipes and stopping their breath entirely.The two enforcers slumped against the damp stone wall, dark crimson blood seeping from their lips as they died. Lin Feng caught Lanying just as her silver robes began to slide toward the dirty stone floor.A thick splatter of black blood escaped Lanying's mouth, her pale lips trembling violently

"Go, quickly!" Lin Feng barked in a hushed, urgent tone, his knuckles turning white as he shoved his wooden staff aside. "They have already traced the surge of the storm. Do not worry about me.""I am not leaving you behind to face them alone," Lanying whispered, her eyes flashing with deep worry as she stepped closer to his side. "The guards are nearly at the door.""You must," Lin Feng insisted, his voice cutting through the dark like a knife. "Find Nina first. If you are captured, neither of us can save her."Lanying bit her lower lip, her heart racing as she recognized the unyielding truth in his eyes. She immediately executed a rare concealment talisman, her ethereal silver figure dissolving into thin air.Though the ancient invisibility magic was immensely exhausting to maintain, her hidden presence remained tightly cloaked as she slipped past the doorway. Lin Feng didn't waste another single fraction of a second.He violently threw his body onto the cold stone floor, rolling th

The shadow of the Lin clan's inner archive building stretched like a dark claw across the stone pavement. Lin Feng slipped through the narrow wooden window frame, his broken staff clasped tightly in his pale, trembling hand.His heart pounded violently against his ribs, driven not by fear for his own life, but by desperation. He needed to find where they were holding Nina, to see if his little girl was still breathing.If he could just find her secret cell and rescue her tonight, he would finally be free to tear this entire estate to the ground. He pressed his back against a cold wooden shelf, holding his breath as footsteps passed outside.Suddenly, a freezing, razor-sharp edge made of pure, condensed starlight was pressed directly against his throat. The temperature in the dark aisle plummeted instantly, frost creeping over his tattered collar."Do not move a single muscle, thief," a cold, pristine voice whispered directly into his ear. Lin Feng turned his eyes slightly, meeting the

The thick, freezing fog hung low over the Lin clan’s primary distribution warehouse, swallowing the dim light of the overhead lanterns. Outside the heavy iron doors, two senior enforcers—the exact men who had bound Lin Feng in frost-iron chains five days ago—sighed as they clinked their wine jars together."I'm telling you, that trash son-in-law is probably liquid sludge by now," the larger enforcer, Guard Zhao, laughed boisterously, wiping grease from his mouth. "The Ashen Pits don't leave bones, let alone a cripple.""And his annoying brat isn't far behind," the second enforcer, Guard Liu, sneered coldly, taking a heavy swig. "She’s barely breathing in the extraction cell right now, whimpering for her dad, though we keep telling her he’s already dead and forgotten."Hearing those words, the shadows near the alleyway froze, a terrifying, absolute glacier forming inside Lin Feng's chest. A limping, shivering figure stepped slowly out of the thick fog, leaning heavily on a weathered wo

The air rippled violently as the dark mist condensed into a towering, majestic projection of an ancient emperor. The figure wore tattered but glorious imperial robes, his gaze carrying the ancient weight of a man who knew ultimate betrayal."Stand up, young man," the projection commanded, his deep voice instantly pushing back the roaring sulfur winds around them. "I am Master Jiu, the former Ashen Emperor, and the first soul bound to your system's training roster.""Where am I? My daughter is still up there with those monsters!" Lin Feng choked out, desperately trying to push himself up. "I don't care about a system, I have to go back!""Calm your heart, boy," Master Jiu replied, his expression shifting into a solemn, understanding look. "This system is a heavenly gift born from your absolute sorrow, granting you direct training access to the dead highest talents of history.""I reached my legendary height only after one hundred elder cultivators transferred their entire lifework into

The lead enforcer strode forward and grabbed Lin Feng by his collar, dragging him away from the straw bedding without a single word of explanation."Release me! My daughter is dying!" Lin Feng screamed, his fingers clawing desperately at the dirt floor as the guards pinned his arms behind his back. The enforcers ignored his cries, lifting his crippled body and throwing him face-first into the freezing mud of the outer courtyard.Lin Tian stood waiting in the torrential rain, triumphantly holding a glowing, pristine orb that pulsed with an intense spiritual energy. "Father! Look what I found hidden right near the cripple's woodshed!" Lin Tian shouted toward the main pavilion, his face twisted in a malicious grin. "The Nine-Heaven Yin Core! The trash actually dared to steal the clan's ultimate heirloom!""You worthless thief!" Patriarch Lin bellowed, storming down the pavilion steps as his terrifying cultivation aura flared so violently it shattered the nearby stone lanterns. "That core