Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

In a short while, two figures, led by disciples of the Jade Orchid Palace, stepped across the threshold of the main hall.

One old and one young.

The younger one, in his early twenties, was handsome and dressed in a light blue brocade robe, exuding an air of arrogance in his every move.

It was Meng Changqing, the grandson of the Qingmu Sect's leader.

The older one, who appeared to be in his fifties, had a refined and scholarly appearance, three long wisps of beard, and wore a gray-blue Taoist robe. His aura was calm and his cultivation was unfathomable.

It was Elder Mu Lian of the Qingmu Sect, with a cultivation level of mid-stage Golden Core Realm.

Their gazes fell simultaneously on the young figure in the center of the hall—Lin Feng.

A ruthless glint flashed in Meng Changqing's eyes, a long-suppressed killing intent.

After observing him secretly for the past few days, he has confirmed that Lin Feng really came to the Jade Orchid Palace alone, without any Cangxuan Sect experts protecting him.

His heart raced; this genius was about to die at his hands.

Mu Lian's gaze was equally unfriendly, but he was much more composed than Meng Changqing. He merely glanced at Lin Feng briefly before looking away.

Su Mei, seated in the main seat, spoke first: "Elder Mu, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Mu Lian snorted coldly, his tone neither warm nor cold:

"If Palace Master Su hadn't gone back on her word, I wouldn't have had to make this trip."

These words were extremely impolite, tantamount to accusing Su Mei of breaking her promise to her face.

But Su Mei's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Mu Lian turned his gaze to Lin Feng, sizing him up and down, his tone scrutinizing: "This must be Lin Feng from the Cangxuan Sect, right?"

Lin Feng could clearly sense the malice emanating from these two people.

Mu Lian's killing intent was well hidden, but it could not escape his perception;

Meng Changqing's hostility was blatant and undisguised.

Anyone else would have panicked long ago in the face of the hostility of a Golden Core elder and a Foundation Establishment genius.

But Lin Feng was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was quite excited. His white jade token had been hungry for a long time.

If it weren't for the crowd and distractions in the main hall, Lin Feng would have wanted to just shove the white jade token into Mu Lian's hand.

Lin Feng's mind raced for a few moments before he suddenly had an idea: to provoke the two of them.

He spoke first, "I didn't expect I to be so famous. Looking at your long faces, are you afraid I'll steal this kid's wife?"

Meng Changqing's face grew increasingly grim, and he instantly flew into a rage.

"Lin Feng, you are indeed as arrogant as the rumors say."

Lin Feng raised the corners of his mouth, about to speak, but was interrupted by Su Mei.

Su Mei was afraid that Lin Feng and Qingmu Sect would cause trouble and ruin her plans.

So she spoke first, her tone leaving no room for argument:

"Xian'er, take Lin Feng down to rest."

"I will first discuss the marriage agreement with Elder Mu."

Lu Xian'er was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head and replied, "Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this, both Meng Changqing and Mu Lian's faces darkened.

What does this mean?

As soon as Lin Feng arrived, Lu Xian'er personally took him to rest;

Meng Changqing, the legitimate "fiancé" and elder, was left standing in the main hall.

This was practically a direct indication to them that the Magnolia Palace cared more about Lin Feng than about them.

Meng Changqing was burning with anger and cursed inwardly: The women of Yulan Palace are all sluts!

Mu Lian was also filled with murderous intent, but he was a man of deep cunning and did not show it on his face. He only glanced coldly at Lin Feng's back.

Lin Feng followed Lu Xian'er out of the main hall, the chilling killing intent behind him like a knife stabbing into his back.

He smiled slightly and did not turn around.

Only after Lin Feng's figure disappeared outside the main hall did Su Mei speak, her tone direct and merciless:

"Elder Mu, things have come to this point. I think we should call off the engagement between Meng Changqing and Xian'er."

Meng Changqing's face turned ashen, and he abruptly stood up:

"Palace Master Su, you make it sound so easy! Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Su Mei looked at him expressionlessly and said indifferently, "I don't care."

Xian'er has no interest in you whatsoever.

Of course, the Magnolia Palace will not skimp on the compensation it deserves.

Meng Changqing's face flushed red and then turned pale, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

He never expected that even after personally visiting the other party, they would still have this attitude.

This clearly means that even if Lin Feng doesn't want Lu Xian'er, Lu Xian'er won't be interested in you, Meng Changqing.

This made him feel utterly ashamed.

Meng Changqing, unconvinced, gritted his teeth and asked, "What exactly is it about me that Lin Feng lacks?"

Su Mei ignored him and with a wave of her hand, a contract flew out of her storage ring and landed steadily in Mu Lian's hand.

That was the contract signed when the two families were engaged, in duplicate.

"Elder Mu," Su Mei said calmly, "this is the marriage contract from the Qingmu Sect, and it has now been returned to its rightful owner."

Mu Lian had just signed the contract, and his face looked ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly.

His original plan was to propose breaking off the engagement first, so that at least it would look better on him.

Unexpectedly, Su Mei took the initiative and cornered him.

Mu Lian glanced at the contract, and in front of everyone, tore it to shreds with a "rip".

Then he took out another contract from his storage bag—the one from the Magnolia Palace—and threw it to Su Mei.

His tone was firm: "You don't need to annul the engagement."

"It was Changqing who divorced you, the Deer Fairy of the Magnolia Palace."

That was a very harsh statement.

But Su Mei took the contract with a normal expression, and even the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Okay, now that we've talked things out, that's good."

Su Mei put the contract into her storage ring. "My Yulan Palace was at fault in this matter, and I am willing to compensate you."

Consider these ten high-grade spirit talismans as compensation.

Su Mei took out ten talismans from her storage ring, placed them on the jade plate, and handed them over.

Meng Changqing's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Who cares about your talismans!"

In contrast, Mu Lian snatched the talisman with a speed that belied his age.

This stuff is really good; you might as well take it.

"Alright, I'll accept the compensation." Mu Lian put the talisman into his pocket without changing his expression.

Su Mei nodded, her tone returning to politeness: "In that case, I hope that the Green Wood Sect will issue a public statement upon returning."

This proves that the marriage agreements between the two parties have been peacefully terminated.

"Since it's a letter of divorce, that's natural," Mu Lian replied.

Su Mei stood up, her tone indifferent: "You two have come from afar, so we should treat you well."

However, since all the disciples in the Magnolia Palace are female, it is quite inconvenient.

I suggest having someone escort the two of them to the market area near the Magnolia Palace to rest; the inns there are quite nice.

Meng Changqing was furious. Lin Feng was left to rest in the Magnolia Palace, while the two of them didn't even have the right to stay in the Magnolia Palace for one night.

He was about to get angry when Mu Lian grabbed his shoulder.

Mu Lianchong shook his head, signaling him not to act impulsively.

Then Mu Lian turned to Su Mei and said calmly:

"No need. I would like to meet Lin Feng and ask him to pass on a message to Sect Leader He of the Cangxuan Sect."

Su Mei's gaze lingered on Mu Lian's face for a few moments, carrying a hint of scrutiny: "Is it really just to deliver a message?"

Mu Lian remained expressionless: "What else can we do?"

"In front of everyone, would I, an old man, possibly eat him?"