Doupo: Many Children, Many Blessings; Starting with Rock Spear Judgment of Yunshan

Lin Feng turned around, his gaze returning to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's whole body was tense, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

He looked at Lin Feng as if he were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

This man is too strong.

It was so powerful that it made him feel desperate.

If the other party wanted to kill him, it would probably be easier than crushing an ant.

"Don't be so nervous."

Lin Feng looked at Xiao Yan's tense expression and spoke calmly.

"I told you, I'm not here to fight."

"I'm here to help you get treatment."

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment.

cure?

"I'm not sick."

Xiao Yan subconsciously retorted, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Just because your body is healthy doesn't mean other parts of your body are healthy."

Lin Feng pointed to Xiao Yan's lower abdomen, where the vortex was located.

"Battle Qi, Level Three"

"The once-genius fighter has now become a piece of trash that everyone laughs at."

Do you really think this is because you've lost all your talent?

These words precisely struck Xiao Yan's deepest sore spot.

Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped down.

"What exactly are you trying to say?!"

This was his biggest nightmare in three years.

No matter how hard he cultivated, no matter how much suffering he endured, the fighting spirit within his body would inexplicably disappear after it was condensed.

This despair of watching hope crumble little by little was driving him almost insane.

What I'm trying to say is, you're not trash.

Lin Feng's voice was not loud, but it carried a convincing certainty.

"Your talent is still there, and it's even stronger than before."

"only……"

Lin Feng paused, his golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept over the black ring on Xiao Yan's left hand again.

"Someone is stealing food."

Sneaking food?

Upon hearing those two words, Xiao Yan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He stood there, stunned, his mind blank.

Over the past three years, he has doubted countless times whether he has contracted some strange disease or been poisoned.

But he never imagined that someone was stealing his fighting spirit.

"This is impossible..."

Xiao Yan muttered to himself, subconsciously shaking his head.

"Besides my father and Xun'er, there's no one else around me..."

"Who can absorb my battle aura without me even noticing?"

Lin Feng remained silent.

He simply looked at Xiao Yan quietly, then stretched out his finger and pointed at the black ring again.

"How long did you wear that thing?"

Xiao Yan looked in the direction Lin Feng was pointing.

His gaze fell on the belongings left by his mother.

That simple, black, and unremarkable ring.

"This was left to me by my mother..."

Xiao Yan instinctively protected the ring, wanting to explain.

But as soon as he said it, he froze.

time.

He put on this ring three years ago after his mother passed away.

It was from that time that his cultivation began to decline.

Everything fits together now.

chill.

A bone-chilling cold shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

Xiao Yan looked at the ring on his hand, and the familiar touch now sent chills down his spine.

Could it really be...?

"It seems you've figured it out."

Lin Feng looked at the ever-changing expression on Xiao Yan's face and spoke calmly.

"How long are you going to keep hiding?"

Lin Feng stepped forward and gently tapped the surface of the ring with his fingers.

笃.

笃.

笃.

The crisp tapping sound echoed in the hall, each tap seeming to strike the hearts of everyone present.

"The elderly people inside."

"Although souls don't need to eat, sucking the blood of a junior almost ruined him."

"Isn't this a bit too unsportsmanlike?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Xiao Zhan suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the ring on his son's hand.

A soul?!

This ring actually contains a soul entity?!

And it was this damn thing that turned his son from a genius into a good-for-nothing?!

"Yan'er! Throw the ring away right now!"

Xiao Zhan roared and charged forward.

Xiao Yan, however, seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

He stared intently at the ring, waiting for the possible "murderer" to appear.

however.

one second.

two seconds.

Ten seconds passed.

The ring remained quietly on his finger, without any reaction.

There was no light, no sound, and no soul.

It's just like an ordinary iron ring.

The atmosphere in the hall became somewhat eerie.

Everyone's gaze shifted back and forth between Lin Feng and the ring.

Could it be... a mistake?

Nalan Yanran stood at a distance, watching this scene, a mocking smile curving her lips.

To play tricks or deceive.

She didn't believe any of that nonsense about souls absorbing battle qi.

This is clearly a charade by the mysterious person trying to divert everyone's attention.

"Your Mightiness."

Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in her heart, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Even though you are very strong, you can't treat everyone like fools."

"This ring is clearly an inanimate object, so where did it get a spirit from?"

Lin Feng didn't even turn his head.

He continued to look at the ring, a hint of amusement flashing in his golden eyes.

"You're quite tolerant."

"It seems they won't shed a tear until they see the coffin."

The medicinal dust inside the ring was frantically concealing its aura.

He was afraid.

I'm really scared.

As a former powerhouse who once stood at the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent, his intuition was far sharper than that of ordinary people.

Although the young man in front of him did not have any fighting spirit fluctuations, the oppressive feeling that came from the level of life itself made him feel suffocated.

Absolutely do not go out!

As long as I keep quiet, he can't do anything to me!

I don't believe he could actually smash the ring!

This is Xiao Yan's mother's keepsake; that kid Xiao Yan will definitely protect it with his life!

As long as Xiao Yan protects him, this person can't just snatch things from a junior in public, right?

Yao Chen made up his mind, like a dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water, and completely shut down his senses, playing dead to the very end.

Just then.

A clear, childlike voice, accompanied by a chewing sound, rang out.

"Hmm... Traveler, he doesn't seem to want to come out."

Paimon floated over.

The red apple in her hand, which was bigger than her face, had been eaten down to the core.

She casually tossed the fruit pit behind her, hitting Ge Ye squarely on the forehead as he tried to sneak away after getting up.

"Ouch!"

Ge Ye let out a miserable cry and lay back down.

Paimon ignored the commotion behind her, flew to Lin Feng, crossed her arms, and earnestly offered suggestions on her small face.

"Since he won't come out, he must be asleep inside."

"How about... we help him wake up?"

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

"How can I help?"

Paimon's big eyes darted around, and he gave a mischievous grin.

"I once heard my sister Lisa say that the best way to deal with this kind of guy who loves to sleep in is to give him some 'warmth'."

"for example……"

Paimon stretched out his little hand and pointed to a brazier in the corner of the hall.

That was used for heating in winter, and right now, glowing red-hot charcoal was still burning inside.

"Should we throw him in and boil him?"

"Or... how about we make teppanyaki?"

"Souls must be very afraid of fire, right?"

As Paimon spoke, he gestured with great seriousness to indicate the name.

"We can add some water, some salt, and some Jueyun chili peppers."

"Make it the soul soup with a spicy flavor!"

"Maybe he'll just jump out on his own while it's cooking!"

Inside the ring.

Yao Chen, who had originally decided to play dead, shuddered violently upon hearing these words.

Should we boil it?

Teppanyaki?

Should we add Jueyun pepper?

Is this even something a human being would say?!

This little thing looks harmless, how can it be so vicious!