"Trash will always be trash. You are not worthy of keeping this spiritual stone, Lin Feng."Dan Wuji’s laughter still echoed clearly in Lin Feng’s ears, sharper than the piercing cold wind of Black Bone Valley.Lin Feng touched the vertical scar that split his left eye. The wound felt hot, as if Dan Wuji’s spiritual blade had just ripped through his flesh a second ago.Two years.For two years, he had swallowed insults. For two years, he had been treated like a doormat at the Cloud Sword Sect.Dan Wuji had not only seized his cultivation resources but also his dignity in front of hundreds of other outer disciples."Lin Feng, hand over that stone or I will make you crawl out of here!"The glint in Dan Wuji’s eyes at that moment was full of ruthlessness. And Lin Feng, who was fed up, refused to bow down. The result? His left eye was nearly blinded, and that scar became a permanent identification mark that throbbed every time he took a breath."Feng, daydreaming again? Do you want to die

The darkness behind the cliff crevice seemed to breathe. The gentle wind flowing from within felt cold, carrying the scent of ancient earth and something mysterious. Lin Feng stood at the threshold of the dark, his eyes staring straight ahead without a shadow of wavering resolve."Feng, listen to me for a second." Zhang Hao pulled Lin Feng’s shoulder, forcing his friend to turn around. "The writing on that stone... 'not everyone may leave'. That is a death warning, not just a decoration! This is no longer an inner disciple mission. We have to go back now, we report to the masters, this is beyond the limit!"Lin Feng released Zhang Hao’s grip with a slow but firm movement. "Go back? To where? To a place where we have to beg Dan Wuji for our ration of spiritual stones? To a place where you will continue to see the back of the woman who betrayed you?""But this is crazy! This place feels wrong!" Zhang Hao’s voice rose, echoing against the cliff walls. He glanced briefly at the dark crevi

Only a dozen or so steps after Lin Feng and Zhang Hao left the mouth of the crevice, a sudden, thunderous roar shattered the silence of the valley. The ground beneath their feet shook violently, forcing them both to stop and turn around.Before their eyes, the cliff wall that had previously stood firm began to crack. Massive boulders tumbled down, sealing the dark hole where Lin Feng had spent the last three days.Thick dust billowed high into the air as the entire crevice collapsed completely, in an instant, the place became one with the cliffside. There was no longer a dark opening, no longer a cave. Zhang Hao stared with a face that turned deathly pale while clutching his chest."Feng! You got out just in time!" Zhang Hao exclaimed, his breath coming in short gasps. "By the heavens, if you were a second late, you would surely be dead, buried under that pile of giant rocks!"Lin Feng remained silent, staring at the ruins. He remembered the message from the woman in white robes who h

The atmosphere of the inner disciple dormitory felt much calmer compared to the commotion at the Mission Reception Hall. Lin Feng and Zhang Hao stood in front of their simple wooden room doors.In their hands, the pouches containing spiritual stones felt heavy, providing a warm sensation that spread to their palms. For Zhang Hao, this was the greatest treasure he had ever possessed during his time as a cultivator."Hao, use these stones to stabilize your foundation," Lin Feng said in a serious tone. "Do not rush to absorb everything at once. Remember the Qi filtering method I taught you. Discard all the energy filth before you pass it into your dantian."Zhang Hao nodded firmly, his eyes shining with excitement. "I understand, Feng. I won't let you down. I feel this technique truly makes my breathing and movements feel lighter. See you in three days at the duel square!"After watching his friend enter the room, Lin Feng locked his own door. He sat cross-legged on the hard bamboo bed,

The yellowed pages of the Falling Cloud Records creaked softly as Lin Feng turned them. Under the dim light of the Scholar Hall library, his eyes were fixed on a single name written in fading gold ink, Zhan Tianshu.Zhan Tianshu was not merely a legend, he was the First Cultivator. He was the one who mapped the flow of Qi within the human body and created the earliest cultivation techniques. All the moves, spells, and elemental techniques praised by masters worldwide today were but small fragments or derivatives of his original teachings. In the end, he died because he was betrayed by his four disciples.However, what made Lin Feng shudder was the fact that the original technique of the emperor had vanished without a trace, as if history had deliberately erased it from the face of the earth."Only this?" Lin Feng muttered with a tone of disappointment he could not hide. He closed the book, sending fine dust flying into the air. He felt as if he had just found the door to a treasure va