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

Lin Feng looked at the note, then frowned slightly, feeling that there were some flaws.

What if Mu Lian takes the note to confront Li Xuanhu?

Thinking about this, Lin Feng realized he had been overthinking things.

If the Green Wood Sect really confronts Li Xuanhu, it doesn't matter even if they find out it's fake.

After all, the White Jade Token was indeed in Li Xuanhu's hands.

As long as Li Xuanhu has the White Jade Token, he can't escape.

Even if Aoki Sect discovers that the note is fake.

Someone deliberately framed him, and the Green Wood Sect will definitely use this as an excuse to cause trouble for Li Xuanhu.

Because no one can bear to part with the White Jade Token.

This is an open conspiracy that can't be avoided.

This two-birds-with-one-stone strategy killed Meng Changqing and shifted the blame to Li Xuanhu of the Diyuan Sect.

Lin Feng walked out of the Magnolia Inn, left Magnolia City, and flew towards the Cangxuan Sect on his flying sword.

I've been away for more than half a month now, it's time to go back.

About fifteen minutes after Lin Feng left, a red light streaked across the sky and landed in front of the Magnolia Inn.

The red light faded, revealing Mu Lian's extremely gloomy face.

He hurried on his way and arrived at the location Chen Changsheng had described, but there was nothing there.

There were signs of battle, and also the aura of Chen Changsheng's magic.

But there was no physical object, no jade token, and not even a trace of Chen Changsheng.

He searched for a long time, only to find that the people had already gone far away.

Having returned empty-handed, Mu Lian hurried back to Yulan City, arriving at the door of the room.

The door was wide open, and the room was empty.

There was a note on the table. Mu Lian picked it up and read it. The color drained from his face instantly.

"Dare to steal from me, Li Xuanhu? You're asking for death."

"Killing one disciple will teach you a lesson."

Mu Lian's hands were trembling.

For some reason, the phrase "luring the tiger away from the mountain" came to mind.

A wave of regret washed over me.

He immediately released his divine sense to investigate.

Meng Changqing was nowhere to be found.

Was he really killed by Li Xuanhu?

But since they hadn't seen the body, they didn't dare to report it to the sect leader or send out random messages, in case the person was still alive.

Mu Lian didn't hesitate and immediately found the manager of the Magnolia Inn.

This inn is owned by the Magnolia Palace, and the innkeeper is an outer disciple of the Magnolia Palace.

When the shopkeeper saw Mu Lian walking over with a livid face, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't afford to offend a Golden Core expert.

But she still greeted him with a big smile:

"Elder Mu, what are your orders?"

"Just say the word, and this old man will certainly do it."

Mu Lian's face darkened, his gaze sharp as knives as he stared at the shopkeeper.

"Who just went into the VIP room?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback and scratched his head: "No one went in? That's where Elder Mu rests, who would dare to go in?"

Unless it's a waiter bringing tea, they'll need your permission beforehand.

"Is there anyone acting strangely?"

"For example, unfamiliar faces, or those with suspicious movements?" Mu Lian continued to press, his face grim.

The shopkeeper thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"Well... I really didn't notice. Elder Mu, what happened? You look so pale..."

Mu Lian gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Someone just killed a disciple of my Green Wood Sect."

"What?"

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

"That can't be right, can it?"

I stayed in the lobby the whole time and didn't leave. I didn't sense any fighting at all.

Are you sure you're not mistaken?

Mu Lian took a deep breath, lowered his voice, but the chill in his tone was even more intense:

I advise you to think about it carefully.

The Qingmu Sect disciple who was killed was Meng Changqing, the grandson of our sect leader.

You should carefully consider the consequences of this matter.

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

He stared in disbelief, gasped, and felt a chill run down his spine.

The grandson of Meng Shentong, the leader of the Qingmu Sect, died in his inn.

This is no joke!

Let alone a mere outer disciple like him, even an elder from the Jade Orchid Palace would have to think twice before acting.

The shopkeeper's voice trembled: "No...no way, right?"

Who would dare kill Sect Leader Meng's grandson? Is he tired of living?

Elder Mu, please don't scare me...

"Did I scare you?"

Mu Lian snorted coldly, "We can't even find the body."

I don't care what method you use, immediately mobilize everyone to find the suspicious person.

If you can't find it, Magnolia Palace must give me an explanation!

The innkeeper dared not delay and immediately summoned all the servants, waiters, and even the cooks in the kitchen.

They began asking each person individually if they had seen any suspicious individuals.

At the same time, he sent people to check all the guests in the inn, knocking on each room door to register their identity, origin, and cultivation level.

Furthermore, the shopkeeper immediately sent an urgent message to the Magnolia Palace.

This matter is so significant that a mere shopkeeper like him simply cannot bear the responsibility; it can only be handled by the higher-ups at the Magnolia Palace.

However, after checking all the guests and questioning everyone, no results were found.

The only clue came from a handyman disciple.

He recalled that about an hour earlier, he saw a man in a black robe come in through the back door, give him a spirit stone, and then go upstairs. He was never seen coming down again.

And the people in the room have also disappeared.

"A man in black robes?" Mu Lian frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

At this moment, Mu Lian's face was as pale as paper.

He didn't know how to explain it to the sect leader, Meng Shentong.

Elder Chen Changsheng and the sect leader's grandson Meng Changqing both perished in this mission.

He himself is perfectly fine; who would believe that if I told them?

He searched for a long time without any results, so he took out a communication jade slip from his storage bag, probed it with his divine sense, and prepared to send a message to Meng Shentong.

He bought this jade slip at a high price; it could transmit messages over long distances much faster than paper cranes, but it was very valuable and he usually couldn't bear to use it.

But before he could finish sending it, a streak of light flew right in front of him.

It was a jade slip used for communication.

He reached out and caught it, probing it with his divine sense, and his expression instantly became fascinating.

The message was sent by Meng Shentong, the sect leader of the Qingmu Sect.

The message was simple: Chen Changsheng and Meng Changqing's life lamps had both gone out, and he was ordered to thoroughly investigate the matter and find the murderer at all costs.

Mu Lian finished reading and remained silent.

The worst outcome still happened.

If there were still some doubts about Meng Changqing's death, then Mu Lian could not understand Chen Changsheng's death.

Chen Changsheng is an elder in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and his combat power is not weak. Who can kill him?

Moreover, the time it took for his natal lamp to go out was similar to that of Meng Changqing.

The only one capable of killing Chen Changsheng is probably Li Xuanhu, the Grand Elder of the Diyuan Sect.

He was in the late stage of the Golden Core realm and also had a Golden Core realm demon beast with him, whose strength completely overwhelmed him.

Mu Lian connected the causes and consequences and came to a conclusion:

Chen Changsheng discovered the White Jade Token and was subsequently hunted down by Li Xuanhu.

Li Xuanhu killed Chen Changsheng, then returned to Yulan City and killed Meng Changqing to silence him.