Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 3: The Windy Night of the Murder under the Moonlight



"Kid, who are you?"

Tuoba Yun looked at Lin Feng with a cold expression.

"Fengzi, let him go."

Sikong Zhaiyue grabbed Lin Feng's hand and spoke.

Now, they really couldn't afford to offend the Tuoba Family.

Sikong Zhaiyue also didn't want to get Lin Feng involved because of his own issues.

Lin Feng's eyebrows slightly raised.

He knew what Sikong Zhaiyue was worried about.

He nodded, let go of Tuoba Yun's hand, and said lightly, "The Sikong Family does not welcome you."

"Damn, who is this brat? Daring to meddle in the affairs of our Tuoba Family? Wish to die, is it?"

A cultivator from the Tuoba Family cursed arrogantly.

Whoosh!

In the next moment.

He only felt a blur of movement in front of him.

Lin Feng had arrived by his side.

Then,

A slap swept across.

Smack.

The heavy slap ferociously landed on the man's face.

Sending the Tuoba Family cultivator flying dozens of meters away.

With a thud!

The Tuoba Family cultivator fell to the ground, his face mangled by Lin Feng's slap.

He passed out immediately.

"Seeking death..."

The others became furious.

Tuoba Yun's expression was extremely gloomy as he said coldly, "Kid, you dare to make a move?"

"Disrespecting me, ignorant of life and death."

Lin Feng sneered.

"Everyone, get him—kill this brat!"

"How dare you hurt our Tuoba Family members, simply ignorant of life and death, this brat must die."

These Tuoba Family members were incredibly arrogant, each sneering repeatedly, wanting to make a move.

However, they were stopped by Tuoba Yun.

Because Tuoba Yun was also unsure of Lin Feng's background.

He coldly looked at Lin Feng and said, "Kid, this matter won't end so easily."

Then, Tuoba Yun led the Tuoba Family's people away.

Lin Feng didn't take Tuoba Yun's threat seriously at all.

If not for considering Sikong Zhaiyue, Sikong Xinyan.

Those people from the Tuoba Family would already be dead by now.

Killing them and then leaving would have been easy.

But Sikong Zhaiyue, Sikong Xinyan, the two old servants, Rui'er, still had to live here.

Lin Feng then suppressed the urge to kill in his heart.

"Fengzi, it's my fault you're involved."

Sikong Zhaiyue sighed and said, "You should leave Aolai City now, I worry that the Tuoba Family's people will harbor resentment towards you."

Lin Feng said, "You and I, brothers, faced life and death together on the Ancient God Demon Battlefield, sharing weal and woe. How can I leave at such a time?"

Sikong Zhaiyue felt both touched and worried for Lin Feng's safety, but he knew Lin Feng's character—if Lin Feng didn't want to leave.

No matter how much he urged, Lin Feng wouldn't leave.

"I hope during this time, the Tuoba Family doesn't go too far," Sikong Zhaiyue said with a gloomy expression.

"Thank you, Brother Lin."

Only at that moment did Sikong Xinyan's face regain some color.

Lin Feng said, "Don't worry, as long as I am here, I absolutely won't let those people bully you."

Sikong Xinyan nodded heavily, tears dribbling down from her big eyes.

Lin Feng gently rubbed her head.

His eyes, however, gradually turned cold.

He and Sikong Zhaiyue had been through life and death together, as close as siblings.

Sikong Zhaiyue's sister!

She was as good as Lin Feng's own sister!

Yet Tuoba Yun dared to use Sikong Xinyan to threaten Sikong Zhaiyue.

Lin Feng had already harbored the intent to kill Tuoba Yun.

...

But this place was not fitting for action.

So, Lin Feng did not strike.

...

Nighttime.

The Sikong Family ancestral hall.

Sikong Zhaiyue knelt in the ancestral hall, facing his ancestors, muttering to himself, "Descendant Sikong Zhaiyue is unfilial. Now, the Sikong Family's ancestral home, passed down for tens of thousands of years, might no longer be preserved. If truly it cannot be preserved, I hope the ancestors can forgive the unfilial descendant Sikong Zhaiyue and sister Sikong Xinyan. My life is worthless and can be sacrificed, but I hope my sister can live well..."

Leaning against a pillar, Lin Feng looked at Sikong Zhaiyue's slightly trembling body and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Sikong Zhaiyue had not had an easy time these years.

Perhaps this ancestral home was his last refuge?

Now, to protect his sister, he seemed to have wavered.

Tuoba Yun using Sikong Xinyan as a threat had clearly made Sikong Zhaiyue very afraid.

If Sikong Xinyan were truly sold to a brothel...

This was something Sikong Zhaiyue dared not even consider.

He could die.

But Sikong Xinyan must not come to harm.

...

The dead of night.

A group from the Tuoba Family left the Wanhua Building.

The nightlife of these noble family's young masters was naturally very vibrant and colorful.

And the Wanhua Building gathered the most beautiful women.

It was the favorite pleasure quarter of these young masters.

A dozen people walked down the street.

They were only one street away from the Tuoba Family.

This place was quiet, completely different from the bustling scenes of other streets.

The few streets outside these large families often had curfews imposed to prevent disturbances to their rest.

Tuoba Yun and the others walked toward the Tuoba Family residence while discussing the women of the Wanhua Building, occasionally bursting into lewd laughter.

Suddenly someone said, "I say, the women of Wanhua Building are beautiful, but they have the air of the streets. But Sikong Xinyan, that sister of Sikong Zhaiyue, now she is a real catch. Young, yet tall and pretty, and her skin so tender, it would be ecstasy to have her."

"Haha, indeed, Sikong Xinyan is a real beauty. Thinking about that girl really sets me on fire…"

Another cultivator from the Sikong Family said.

The group laughed lewdly, starting a discussion about Sikong Xinyan.

Tuoba Yun said, "Want to have Sikong Xinyan? Isn't it easy? Can that waste Sikong Zhaiyue stop us? In a few days we'll call Tuoba Lie along, and if Sikong Zhaiyue cooperates well, so be it. If he doesn't know what's good for him, we'll snatch that little missy Sikong Xinyan and have ourselves a good time."

"Haha, I can't wait already."

"Me too, I wish I could have that little girl right now."

The group from the Tuoba Family burst into lascivious laughter.

Their lewd laughter echoed across the empty street.

One said, "What if Sikong Zhaiyue cooperates then? Won't we miss out on playing with Sikong Xinyan?"

"Hehe, with Sikong Zhaiyue holding the Sikong Mansion and attracting all this attention, we have to be cautious about making a move on them. But if they no longer have the mansion, who would care about them then? It'd be easier to act."

Tuoba Yun smirked.

"Young Master Yun's meaning is? Kill Sikong Zhaiyue? Take the money from selling the mansion? And then, snatch Sikong Xinyan for a good time?"

A cultivator from the Tuoba Family spoke.

Tuoba Yun smiled and said, "Good understanding. That's exactly what I mean."

"Young Master Yun really has high insight."

The group immediately began flattering him.

Suddenly, someone said, "Hey, look, someone is coming over there."

"Who is this guy? Daring to wander on our Tuoba Family's curfew-enforced street in the middle of the night, does he wish to die?"

Immediately, people from the Tuoba Family sneered coldly, their eyes chillingly focusing on the figure approaching slowly down the distant street.


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