Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 224 - 143: A Thousand-Mile Escape, Finally Returning to Nanjiang_2

Chapter 224: Chapter 143: A Thousand-Mile Escape, Finally Returning to Nanjiang_2

Cao Tong leaned on his walking stick, standing under the eaves with a face full of anxious and somewhat pale expressions.

"Personally, I think we should perhaps disperse our disciples."

The thirty-something Wei Ping, sitting by a stone table, suddenly spoke up, his face written with sorrow.

As soon as these words came out, several people frowned.

"Third Brother, what do you mean!"

Lin Xiaoyun, who had rested for two days and had already recovered her energy, was dressed in a red palace dress. Upon hearing this, her phoenix eyes slightly squinted with a hint of anger.

Beside her, Zhao Tingxiao wore the same expression. It was only two days ago that they managed to safely return to Nanjiang, thanks to Lin Hao bringing personnel from the security company.

Unexpectedly, the situation within the school was more severe than they had anticipated.

"I didn’t mean that, Junior Sister Lin."

With a sorrowful expression, he forced a bitter smile.

Third True Inheritor Wei Ping looked around at everyone and, seeing the closed courtyard doors, quickly shook his head to explain: "A couple of days ago, a group of mysterious people suddenly attacked the Mountain Gate and the Martial Arts Hall. The Third Elder was seriously injured and has not yet recovered."

"Now with the looming threat of the Flying Dragon Style, they could appear at any moment. With Little Master Uncle missing and the Sect Leader unconscious, it’s impossible to look after both the Mountain Gate and the Martial Arts Hall."

"My thought is to let those non-core, ordinary disciples leave early so they won’t get involved and affected."

With a worried tone, Lin Xiaoyun’s expression slightly softened, understanding the other’s intention.

Preserving a spark for the school, therefore, might give a chance for a fresh start.

"Third Brother has a point, but..."

Next to them, Wu Shuang with her left arm in cast shook her head, her face pale, clearly severely injured: "Our Flame Tiger Sect is currently in a precarious state, if the word gets out and people start leaving."

"It could lead to consequences that you and I may not be able to control."

Her tone was calm, but everyone sensed the underlying worry.

A series of sighs was heard and, eventually, it was Second True Inheritor Zhang Guiyuan who shook his head and spoke.

"Junior Wei and Junior Sister Wu both make sense, but as for this matter..."

"Let’s wait until Junior Brother Chen wakes up to discuss it."

He touched his empty left sleeve, his black hair unknowingly marked with streaks of gray.

Sensing everything clearly, Chen Feng, lying inside the courtyard house, opened his eyes.

Two days of deep sleep.

All because of great exhaustion, he hadn’t even been able to enter the Dream Realm.

He had awakened several minutes prior, fully refreshed, and had overheard the conversation outside.

"Mysterious people..."

Thinking of the situation mentioned by Third True Inheritor Wei Ping, Chen Feng’s mind was teeming with speculations.

The timing of the attacks on the Mountain Gate and Martial Arts Hall coincided exactly with their unlimited engagement at the Yun Gang venue, which couldn’t help but provoke more thoughts.

And the disappearance of Little Master Uncle was also very odd.

Shaking his head without knowing the answer, Chen Feng thought again about the presence of Flying Dragon Style.

Possessing Grandmasters, possibly more than one.

Backed by a major corporation, closely associated with the Provincial Joint Council in Yun Gang.

For a moment, the slight peace he had found upon returning to Nanjiang vanished, and Chen Feng felt the pressure once again.

The battle that day had made it clear to him that in a world where dragons clash and tigers fight, only one can survive.

Thus, he knew that eventually, the Flying Dragon would come to Nanjiang to make their move against them.

As this thought flashed through his mind, his eyes finally rested on the panel.

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[Steel Bones Level 2:97/100]

[Heart of Glory Level 2:25/100]

The battle at the venue, and the subsequent escape.

The deaths that provided him with the nutrient of fear, the mechanical warriors’ Flying Shuttle weapons also allowed the Steel Bones to grow.

Besides, the Heart of Glory.

Several fierce battles, perhaps due to the opponents being only at the True Intent level, or possibly because of the Talent upgrade, the Glory Value he obtained wasn’t much, less than he had expected.

His gaze lingered on this for a few seconds, and Chen Feng gradually formed some thoughts.

He couldn’t just sit waiting for death, nor could he watch the Flame Tiger Sect crumble.

So...

Maybe once some arrangements were made.

It would be time for him to go out and seek nutrients for these Talents.

With this thought passing, he immediately got up, threw on a black jacket, and pushed open the house door.

Creak!

As the sound emerged, the Real Inheritors who were chatting stopped in their tracks, all looking over.

"Brother!"

Zhao Tingxiao was the most excited; perhaps even he had not realized when the term ’Brother’ had become so natural for him.

Lin Xiaoyun was equally surprised. Among the crowd present, perhaps only he and Junior Zhao could truly understand how powerful Chen was.

"Junior Chen!"

"Junior Chen, you’re finally awake!"

"Junior Chen, are you hungry?"

One after another, voices continued to rise, followed by Cao Tong and Zhao Tingxiao walking to the side to talk, and other True Inheritors also respectfully similar.

They all heard from Lin Xiaoyun and the others about the escape and return, and no matter how other things were, at least the True Intent was genuinely at the Sect Leader level.

Just by that fact alone, as long as Chen Feng doesn’t ruin the Flame Tiger Sect, whatever he commands, they would have no objections.

"First, take me to see the masters." Chen Feng gently shook his head and said, responding one by one.

Everyone was startled, and Zhao Tingxiao quickly led the way.

Walking slowly through the crowd, Chen Feng suddenly paused, glancing at everyone’s injuries.

Thanks to advanced technology today and the help of secret medicine, general injuries are no longer severe and have the chance to fully recover.

But...

Looking at Second True Inheritor Zhang Guiyuan’s missing left arm, his eyes still fluctuated a bit.

"It’s not affecting, I had no hope of breaking through the True Intent anyway."

Zhang Guiyuan shook his head calmly and said, with the True Inheritors around him showing complex expressions.

Among that group of mysterious people, there were two True Intent Masters, if not for this, Second Senior Brother wouldn’t have lost an arm.

Chen Feng remained silent for a moment, then continued walking.

Following Zhao Tingxiao, they walked into the neighboring courtyard, where two Core Disciples were guarding and Li Shi, the Manager of the Mountain Gate in a gray robe, was inside busily preparing medicine.

"Big Senior Brother!"

"Master Chen!"

One after another, voices rang, Chen Feng nodded slightly as he walked in.

Three wooden beds were lying there, the master and Zhao Jushan had already been changed into clean clothes.

Although they were weak and pale, and had not yet awoken, they were a bit better than at the beginning.

In contrast, it was the Third Uncle.

In a gray robe, lying flat on the right-side wooden bed.

His limbs intact and breath stable, but upon closer inspection, one could see veins on his face slightly turning black, as if poisoned.

"Third Uncle, this is..."

"He’s not poisoned."

Li Shi said seriously, "This happened after fighting the mysterious people the other day, we initially thought it was poisoning, but after using several detoxification potions, there was no effect."

"We even used instruments for detection, drew blood for testing, and did not find any toxins, very strange."

Chen Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Expanding his Perception, soon, he noticed an anomaly.

Rather than saying that the veins were turning black, it was more like a black gas remaining inside Third Uncle’s body.

An intuition suddenly appeared in Chen Feng, he reached out and placed his hand on the other’s forehead.

In an instant, the black gas slightly moved, and it was drawn out from Third Uncle’s body into his palm.

His pupils constricted, the next second.

[You have gained a strand of Power of the Dead!]

[Origin: Abyss Evil God—Crow of the Dead’s Messenger Faith]

[Use method: Accumulate completely, use in the Dream Realm]

[Effect: Can re-enter the Dream World for a short visit to the Realm of the Dead]

[Power of the Dead: 5/100]

A panel prompt suddenly appeared, and a crow-like black pattern emerged on his left palm.

Chen Feng’s heart was shaken, and many doubts were thus dispelled.

Crow of the Dead, Evil God Church.

Songhe Style’s accusations of murder, traces of the Divine Martial Alliance...

Suddenly, he thought again of that black crow that had spied on him maliciously before.

"Senior Brother?"

Unaware of his thoughts, Zhao Tingxiao noticed his daydreaming and asked worriedly.

Shaking his head, Chen Feng indicated it was nothing.

Looking again at the Third Elder, the veins on his face were still black, but Chen Feng could feel that the vitality inside him was continuously recovering.

Waking up was only a matter of time.

As for the two beside him, they obviously hadn’t noticed the existence of the Power of the Dead.

"Let’s go."

Probably having the answer, Chen Feng stepped away.

Eventually, he returned to the courtyard.

He gathered all the True Inheritors to start discussing matters concerning the Mountain Gate.