Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"These people haven't been dead for long, no more than three days, and they were all killed with a single blow..."

Lu Feng also stepped forward, then slowly bent down and squatted down, bringing a smear of blood from the corpse to his nose, just like an experienced old coroner.

After all, he used to be a tomb raider under the command of the Mojinmen in Fancheng. He had dealt with corpses quite often and was very skilled in autopsy. Now he could be said to have returned to his old profession.

"The time of death was no more than three days, and it was a single, fatal blow..."

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhenhu frowned even more deeply and said, "In that case, the mastermind behind this must have planned it all along, and their purpose was very clear: to kill and silence witnesses from the very beginning!"

"However, I still have a slight doubt in my mind..."

At this point, Xia Zhenhu turned to look at Lu Feng again, his tone grave, and said, "These Falling Star Academy disciples are not only covered in blood, but their bodies are also mangled beyond recognition. They most likely fought a bloody battle before they died. How can you, Brother Lu, conclude that these people were powerless to resist and were killed in one move?"

"A leaf before the eyes obscures Mount Tai."

Faced with Xia Zhenhu's full of doubts, Lu Feng simply shook his head, then chuckled, "Brother Xia, your idea isn't wrong, but it also plays right into the hands of the mastermind. This guy killed and disposed of the body not to vent his anger, but to confuse the situation..."

"Are you trying to mislead us?"

Xia Zhenhu still looked puzzled.

"good."

A wisp of Yuan Power flame appeared in Lu Feng's palm, burning away and evaporating the bloodstains on his hand. He then said unhurriedly, "These disciples of Falling Star Academy were first killed in one move, and then their bodies were deliberately destroyed, thus creating the illusion that they were defeated in a bloody battle and died."

"However, I don't know the real culprit's intentions at the moment. Perhaps this guy is just trying to divert our attention, or perhaps he's planning a bigger conspiracy..."

Lu Feng's tone was solemn.

"Second Brother, Brother Ren, Fellow Daoist Lu, come quickly!"

Just as Lu Feng and the others were analyzing the cause of death of the corpse, Leng Ying suddenly exclaimed in surprise from the side.

Swish!

The next moment, Leng Ying landed and took out a sandalwood token made of fine gray-brown wood. The token had a large "Chang" character engraved in the center and several coiled dragon patterns carved around it, indicating that it was of extraordinary origin.

"This is... the Chang Family Golden Dragon Token!"

When his gaze shifted and he saw the writing on the sandalwood token in Leng Ying's hand, Ren Lingyun's expression first changed slightly, then turned into deep astonishment, as if he had seen something incredible.

"The Chang Family Golden Dragon Token?"

Seeing Ren Lingyun's rapidly changing expression, Lu Feng, equally puzzled, turned to him and asked, "Your Highness, may I ask what this token is?"

"Young Brother Lu, this token has quite a background. It is a token of the direct descendants of the Chang family, a fifth-grade aristocratic family and one of the local forces in Yuanfeng Realm. Only direct descendants of the Chang family can possess it. Moreover, this token was made by the Chang family's patriarch, Chang Bubai."

"Therefore, ordinary martial artists will give way to anyone who wields the Chang family's Golden Dragon Token, and dare not disrespect the Chang family patriarch..."

Seeing Lu Feng's puzzled expression, seemingly not understanding the origin of the Chang family's Golden Dragon Token, Ren Lingyun also composed himself and then explained.

"The Chang family's Golden Dragon Token, and it even came from the hand of Chang Bubai, the patriarch of the Chang family, one of the fifth-rank aristocratic families in the Yuanfeng Realm?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng first seemed thoughtful, then a slight smile appeared on his lips. "Heh, this matter is getting more and more interesting..."

"Strange, how come there's the Chang family's Golden Dragon Token here...?"

Beside him, Xia Zhenhu frowned, then looked at Leng Ying again, "Fifth Sister, where did you find this thing?"

"Fifth Brother! I... I found it on these corpses...!"

Faced with Xia Zhenhu's astonished gaze, Leng Ying's face also paled slightly, and he spoke haltingly, while pointing to the headless corpse on the ground beside him.

Swish!

As soon as Leng Ying finished speaking, Ren Lingyun, like a shark that had smelled blood, flashed towards the headless corpse. Then, a wisp of pure Yuan energy appeared in his right palm and slowly flowed into the corpse's dantian.

"I knew it...!"

Another half incense stick's time passed, and the next moment Ren Lingyun slowly withdrew his Yuan energy, his face becoming increasingly serious. "I didn't expect even this guy to be dead. He couldn't even withstand a single move from his opponent..."

"Damn it! Who exactly is the mastermind behind this...!"

"Brother Ren, how is the situation?"

Seeing Ren Lingyun's serious expression, as if a great calamity was about to befall him, Xia Zhenhu couldn't help but ask, "Have you recognized the identities and origins of these corpses?"

After all, the people dying now are not ordinary people, but disciples of Falling Star Academy, who are also from the same school as them.

Besides, since the mastermind behind this is targeting the disciples of Falling Star Academy, they will most likely not let others off the hook either. So it's no wonder that Xia Zhenhu is so worried and restless right now.

"Hmm, these two should be students from the South Campus..."

Nodding slightly, Ren Lingyun pointed to the two mangled corpses beside him, then shifted his gaze to the headless carcass at his feet, his tone becoming increasingly solemn, "As for the owner of this corpse, he was an elite disciple of the East Academy, one of the once-famous Five Tigers of the Chang Family, Chang Yuchun!"

"What?!"

"This...this person is actually Chang Yuchun!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhenhu trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground in fright. His gaze towards the headless corpse on the ground grew even more horrified, as if he had seen a ghost. "Brother Ren, you're not joking with me, are you?"

"You mean Chang Yuchun is dead? This, how is this possible...!"

Xia Zhenhu looked horrified and spoke with a shocked tone, seemingly still unable to believe that the headless corpse on the ground was actually Chang Yuchun, one of the famous Five Tigers of the Chang family.

"Chang Yuchun? Who is this guy? Is he powerful?"

Seeing Xia Zhenhu's sudden change in expression, Lu Feng also stroked his chin, looking puzzled.

After all, in the year or so since he entered Falling Star Academy, he has spent most of his time either in seclusion or out training, rarely staying in the academy, and knows nothing about the elite disciples of the East Academy.