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

About an hour later, all the corpses from the Huang Family Martial Arts School had been buried.

A handful of yellow earth was used to hastily bury it.

Yuan Chun straightened up, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, looked around, and asked loudly, "Is everything handled properly?"

"Alright, Senior Brother."

"My side is all set too."

Upon hearing the confirmation, Yuan Chun nodded, forcing a hint of excitement onto his face, and announced, "Alright, then let's go back to the martial arts school and report back to our master."

Then, go clean and tidy up our new martial arts gym.

When he spoke of the new martial arts school, he emphasized his words, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the previously exhausted crowd instantly became as excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

The new martial arts school is the Tian family martial arts school, which is grand and luxurious and located in a bustling area.

Just thinking about it makes one feel proud, and one can walk more upright in Yongguan County in the future.

"Very good."

"Finally, some good news."

"Let's go, let's go! I can't wait to see what's inside!"

Seeing his junior brothers regain their energy, Yuan Chun felt a little relieved.

He waved his hand: "Pack up your tools, let's go back to the city."

The group quickly gathered the shovels and other items onto the oxcart, not even bothering to examine the newly built grave mounds, and hurriedly drove the oxcart back to the city along the same route they had come from.

Back at the Black Tiger Martial Arts School, Jiang Hu was already waiting for them in the front yard.

He reassembled the disciples who had participated in the burial.

Looking at the faces that were still tired but couldn't hide their excitement, Jiang Hu cleared his throat and said, "Judging from your expressions, your minds have already wandered off."

Since you're all in such a hurry to clean the new martial arts school, I won't stop you.

There are still three days until the bandit suppression operation.

"Go over there today and give the Tian Family Martial Arts School a quick tidy-up, inside and out. Organize what needs organizing and take care of what needs taking care of."

He paused, his tone softening, carrying a subtle, complex emotion: "Once you've finished packing, go home early today."

The martial arts school will be closed for the next two days, so there's no need for attendance.

Go back and spend some quality time with your families, give them what needs to be said, and make the necessary preparations.

Remember, return here precisely at 7:00 AM three days from now. Do not be late.

"Yes, Master!"

The disciples responded in unison, their voices loud and clear, filled with joy.

Not only did they suddenly acquire a large mansion as their new base, but they also received an extra two days off. For the martial arts school disciples who usually trained rigorously and had few holidays, this was a double blessing.

The crowd immediately dispersed, quickly washed off the mud from their bodies, and rushed towards the Tian family martial arts school as if they would be at a disadvantage if they were late.

Lin Feng, however, did not follow the crowd.

He slowly finished washing up, changed out of his dusty coat, and returned alone to the secluded little courtyard he rented.

He did not immediately return to the Tian family ancestral graves, as it was not a good time to take action right after the graves were buried.

After closing the courtyard gate, Lin Feng entered the space.

Feeling twice as much powerful internal energy within his body, Lin Feng was very satisfied.

This was the power that the Black Lotus received after devouring Tian Biao's corpse, which directly brought it to the peak of the early stage of internal strength.

Tian Biao was a peak expert in the mid-stage of internal strength, and his blood and internal strength were far superior to those of ordinary disciples.

This harvest was quite considerable, equivalent to Lin Feng's usual hard training over many days.

Along with this internal energy, Tian Biao's memories flooded into his mind.

The film recreates the scene before the destruction of the Tian Family Martial Arts School last night, and reveals an unexpected truth.

The one who wiped out all 45 members of the Tian family martial arts school was indeed not the leader of Fuhu Mountain.

The murderer turned out to be Yang Laowu, a man who was usually taciturn, hunched over, and responsible for collecting corpses at the charity hall, and who seemed harmless.

Even Lin Feng was shocked by this news.

Lin Feng knew that Yang Laowu was no ordinary person from the moment Jiang Hu transferred him away from the charity, but he didn't expect him to be this fierce.

In his memory, Tian Biao felt a chill on his neck while he was sleeping, and then he woke up with a start.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Laowu's wrinkled face sitting indifferently at the head of his bed.

There was no magical weapon on her neck, but just an ordinary single-edged knife used to cut ropes.

"Tell me everything you know about the White Jade Token."

Otherwise, you will die a terrible death.

Yang Laowu's voice was dry and calm, without a trace of emotion, yet it carried a chilling killing intent.

Tian Biao felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart nearly leap out of his chest.

He instantly understood that the "white jade token" the other party was referring to must be a jade tablet.

This news is an absolute taboo in Yongguan County. Those secretly searching for it are all powerful forces that he cannot afford to offend. Even the city lord is very secretive about it and treats it with utmost caution.

Being interrogated by the mysterious and unpredictable Yang Laowu late at night, his fate was almost sealed.

His survival instinct made him suppress his fear and try to negotiate: "Senior, if you promise to spare my life, I will tell you everything I know, without hiding anything."

"speak"

Tian Biao gave a self-deprecating laugh, knowing he was doomed, and coldly said, "Since you don't intend to let me go, senior, just kill me directly."

Yang Laowu glanced at him indifferently, then pressed several acupoints on his body, causing his blood to flow backward and his whole body to ache with excruciating pain.

He suffocated; in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he was completely drained of his bladder and bowels, as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"Speak, senior, I'll tell you."

"speak"

Tian Biao took a deep breath and realized how formidable the person in front of him was. Knowing he was doomed, he stopped struggling.

After a brief respite, Tian Biao weakly began to recount: "After the Huang family martial arts school was destroyed, Huang Xiong Huan's second son, Huang Shou Ye, was under my control."

They planned to quietly get rid of this useless person after the storm had passed, but Huang Shouye, in order to save his own life, revealed a shocking secret.

Six months ago, Huang Shouye accidentally witnessed his father, Huang Xionghuan, brutally murdering a loyal old manager and a shop assistant in their family pawnshop.

In a panic, Huang Shouye secretly sneaked into his father's bedroom and found a white jade pendant in a hidden compartment.

He immediately thought of the jade tablet that his father had sternly instructed him to give, and that the city lord also valued highly, and he understood why his father had done this.

After learning about the jade pendant, I initially intended to keep the secret for myself and reap the benefits, but I later abandoned that idea.

Yang Laowu's eyes narrowed, a hint of disbelief flashing in them: "You'd actually give up something as important as the White Jade Token?"

Tian Biao said again: "The Huang Family Martial Arts School was destroyed. I thought it was revenge from Fuhu Mountain."

Upon learning of the White Jade Token, I deduced that the destruction of the Huang family at Fuhu Mountain was a pretense of revenge, with the real purpose being to seize the White Jade Token.

It's just unclear where Fuhushan got the information.

In my opinion, this white jade token is very sinister and an ominous object.

Everyone who came into contact with it died.

The pawnshop owner and his assistant at the Huang Family Martial Arts School were killed, and even the young man who initially pawned the White Jade Token died.

Huang Xiong Huan's entire family was wiped out.

It seems that anyone who gets involved with the White Jade Token never ends up well.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I dared not make any rash moves.

Therefore, I reported the news about Huang Shouye and Bai Yuling to the city lord.

When the city lord personally led Huang Shouye to search the Huang family's secret compartment, they discovered that the white jade token had vanished.

The city lord was furious and immediately ordered Huang Shouye to be killed.

Seeing Huang Shouye dead, I became even more certain that the White Jade Token was sinister.

Thinking of this, Tian Biao begged for mercy, "Senior, I have told you everything I know."

This white jade token is indeed no good. I only learned about it, and I ended up like this. I regret it so much.

Before I die, I ask one question: How did you know about the White Jade Token, senior?

Yang Laowu coldly replied, "Fine, as you wish. Huang Shouye seems to have anticipated that you wouldn't let him go."

Someone is spreading rumors that the White Jade Token is in your possession.

Even if I don't kill you, the city lord will kill you.

"So that's how it is, Huang Shouye, you son of a bitch."

The scene abruptly ended.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, a solemn look flashing deep within them, and he gasped. He never expected that Yang Laowu, the seemingly inconspicuous corpse collector who appeared to be half-buried in the ground, would actually be such a deeply hidden and ruthless master.

He infiltrated the charity hall, most likely to secretly investigate the mysterious white jade token.

Now it seems the White Jade Token is becoming more and more magical; the leader of Fuhu Mountain, Yang Laowu, and the city lord are all after it.

It's estimated that many other factions are unaware of this news, and if they did, they would likely join in.

All the clues connected instantly, and everything became clear.

The reason why the city lord suddenly made up his mind to launch a large-scale campaign to conquer Fuhu Mountain was not for the sake of eliminating a scourge for the people.

His target was definitely the missing white jade token.

After all, the infamous reputation of Fuhu Mountain for burning, killing, and looting was created by these martial arts schools in Yongguan County themselves, a result of deliberate framing and smearing.

The city lord couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

The city lord probably still thinks that the people from Fuhu Mountain were the ones who destroyed the Huang family and took the hidden jade token.

After all, Zhao Erniu had announced his name that night.

Now, both the city lord and Yang Laowu believe that the White Jade Token was ultimately in Huang Xiong Huan's hands. Since the Huang family was destroyed by Fuhu Mountain, the most likely place for the White Jade Token is Fuhu Mountain.

The chief of Fuhu Mountain may not even know about the White Jade Token.

It was the second-in-command, Zhao Erniu, who killed Huang Xiong Huan, and it was Lin Feng himself who ordered Zhao Erniu to kill Huang Xiong Huan.

Thinking of this, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into Lin Feng's heart.

Once you find Zhao Erniu, it will be easy to trace it back to yourself.

This white jade token is a hot potato, no, it's a soul-summoning banner.

Anyone who gets involved with it will die; it's extremely ominous.

The Huang family, the Tian family, the pawnshop owner, the shop assistant, the young people pawning... a series of deaths like a curse.

Now, this invisible vortex has drawn in the city lord, the mysterious Yang Laowu, and even the entire Fuhu Mountain.

But the white jade token was in his own hands.

Keeping it in your possession will definitely bring trouble, not fortune.

We must send it out as soon as possible to shift the crisis.

How should I send it? And to whom?

How can one get rid of trouble, profit from it, or at least avoid getting burned?

This is a technical skill.

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then chuckled.