Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Isn't this...too risky!"

Upon hearing Lu Feng offer to act as bait, Bei Chenwan also looked nervous and said, "Young Master Lu, you are now being watched by my father. You have barely escaped this predicament. If you don't leave Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses quickly, I'm afraid...!"

"Hehe, Miss Wan'er, you can rest assured, I have everything under control."

Seeing that Bei Chenwan was actually concerned about his safety, Lu Feng was somewhat surprised. He grinned and said, "Besides, there are still some things I haven't figured out, so I can't leave just yet..."

"Young Master Lu, what are you referring to...?"

Upon hearing this, Bei Chenwan was also somewhat surprised.

"No, no, teaching!"

Lu Feng spoke almost word by word, "A friend of mine was kidnapped by the remnants of the Wusheng Sect, and her whereabouts are now almost unknown, her fate uncertain. About half a year ago, I finally managed to find out a trace of her whereabouts..."

"As for the person who kidnapped my old friend in the past, he was also of considerable strength and status, and was the famous Left Envoy of the Wusheng Sect..."

"Besides that, I've also heard a rumor that the two envoys of the Wusheng Sect were spotted at Yunxia Mountain, where the eighteen fortresses of Lianyun are located, today..."

"impossible!"

Before the former could finish speaking, Bei Chenwan interrupted him firmly, saying, "Our Bei Chen clan has never had any contact with the remnants of the Wusheng Sect...!"

"As for the whereabouts and activities of the other three major families, they are almost always under the watchful eyes of our Beichen clan. This is simply a rumor spread by outsiders...!"

"It's alright."

Lu Feng waved his hand in return, indicating that there was no need for further formalities, and then said, "Since even Miss Wan'er thinks this is a rumor, perhaps I have made a mistake..."

Lu Feng remained calm as he ended the "unpleasant" topic.

After all, although Bei Chenwan is the eldest daughter of the Bei Chen clan, she is controlled by her own father, Bei Chenlie, through a Gu curse. There are many things she is completely unaware of, and it is unlikely that she would know whether the Bei Chen clan has secretly colluded with the remnants of the Wusheng Sect.

Therefore, Lu Feng saw no need to continue the conversation.

As for the final truth of this matter, it can most likely only be pried out from the mouth of that old scoundrel, Bei Chenlie.

"By the way, Young Master Lu, are you really not planning to leave the Eighteen Fortresses of Lianyun?"

After the conversation ended, Bei Chenwan seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask, "Right now, Father is not only targeting you, Young Master Lu, but also those outside suitors who participated in the marriage selection event. If you continue to stay in Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses, I'm afraid your life will be in danger...!"

"Miss Wan'er, although I am afraid of death, I also have to consider the specific circumstances. Besides, as bait this time, I might not even die..."

Shaking his head again, Lu Feng said in a low voice.

"Young Master Lu, what are your plans for the next step?"

Bei Chenwan pressed for an answer.

"Heh, isn't Bei Chenlie going to collect a large number of living human hearts? Then I'll grant his wish and give him this heart...!"

After saying that, Lu Feng reached into his pocket again and pulled out a bloody, burning hot heart. This caused Bei Chenwan's pretty face to change slightly, and she suddenly felt a wave of nausea. "Uh, this...!"

"Young Master Lu, what's wrong...?!"

Bei Chenwan's face grew increasingly pale, and her lips remained tightly closed, as if she were about to vomit on the spot at any moment.

After all, girls are emotional beings, and seeing Lu Feng suddenly pull out a bloody, living human heart would naturally terrify them.

"The heart, however, does not belong to me."

Seeing that Bei Chenwan's expression was somewhat unpleasant, Lu Feng also withdrew his heart, then grinned, "Back then, when Bei Chenlie used the Gu on you, Miss Wan'er, wasn't it precisely to take my heart? Anyway, all hearts look pretty much the same; I doubt he could tell the difference with his naked eyes..."

"Ahem, perhaps Young Master Lu means...?"

After coughing a few more times, forcibly suppressing the nausea in her abdomen, Bei Chenwan seemed to understand something.

"good."

Lu Feng remained calm and then handed the heart to her. "Miss Wan'er, you just need to take this heart back and report, and pretend that the Soul-Controlling and Heart-Concealing Gu on your body hasn't been neutralized, then Bei Chenlie won't notice anything..."

Even if we take a step back and assume that Bei Chenlie discovers that the Soul-Controlling and Mind-Concealing Gu has been removed from your body, he will not kill you.

"As the saying goes, there is a deep bond between father and daughter, and even tigers don't eat their cubs. If Bei Chenlie had truly reached the point of being so insane as to disregard family ties, Miss Wan'er, you would probably have long since become a demonic corpse puppet and wouldn't be alive today..."

"..."

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, Bei Chenwan fell silent for the first time, which was unusual for her. Then, she said in a somewhat complicated tone, "Young Master Lu, you are indeed very clever..."

"Although I have never met you before, Young Master Lu, I choose to believe in you today, whether for the sake of the Beichen clan or to avenge my father's sins and blood debts..."

After saying that, Bei Chenwan no longer hesitated and immediately accepted the living human heart that Lu Feng handed over, her pretty face full of determination.

"Miss Wan'er is indeed a person of great integrity and righteousness."

Seeing this, Lu Feng nodded slightly and said, "As for what happens next, that's even easier. We just need to wait and see, and wait for Bei Chenlie to reveal his weaknesses and flaws..."

"Um...!"

Bei Chenwan nodded as well, a hint of admiration flickering in her eyes as she looked at Lu Feng. "By the way, Young Master Lu, I have something else here. I hope you will accept it!"

Swish!

Without further ado, Bei Chenwan took out a brocade handkerchief from the inside of her chest and slowly unfolded it. Inside was a perfectly round, camphor-shaped golden pill.

"Miss Wan'er, what is this...?"

Lu Feng was also taken aback when Bei Chenwan handed him the golden pill.

"This pill is called the 'Primal Energy Awakening Pill.' Although it's not of high quality, only a six-star spirit-grade pill, it can enhance a martial artist's vital energy and spiritual power after ingestion. Today, I'm presenting this pill to Young Master Lu as a token of my respect and gratitude for your kindness..."

Bei Chenwan said solemnly, her pretty face full of gratitude.

After all, without the other party's intervention, she would still be a puppet, and the Soul-Controlling and Mind-Concealing Gu within her body would never be eliminated. She would even be controlled by her father, Bei Chenlie, for the rest of her life.

"In that case, I'll gladly accept it."

Lu Feng accepted Bei Chenwan's gift without hesitation, immediately raising his hand to accept the Qi-Boosting and Soul-Awakening Pill.

As the saying goes, "If you don't take advantage of a good deal, you're a coward!"

Besides, Lu Feng wasn't the type to be polite. He would only refuse such a benefit offered to him if he were insane!

...

Time flies, and another seven days have passed.

The atmosphere in the Yunxia Hall of the Eighteen Forts of Lianyungang was solemn and tense.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"The four-clan meeting is being postponed again? Doesn't that break the rules established by our ancestors? What exactly does your Beichen clan mean by this...!"

"That's right. Does your Beichen clan intend to monopolize the leadership of the eighteen fortresses of Lianyun?!"

"Hmph! No matter how good your Beichen clan's reasons sound, I will not agree to postpone the four-clan talks!"

Inside the hall, a large number of people were scattered about, discussing amongst themselves, seemingly holding an important meeting. At the head of the table sat Bei Chenlie, who looked serious and appeared to be in a bad mood.

As for the two sides of the hall, the other three major families' leaders were also seated there, including Xie Lingyun, the head of the Xie family, Niu Baizun, the head of the Niu family, and Song Qiannan, the head of the Song family.

"That's enough!"

Seeing the argument escalating and even turning against the Beichen clan, Beichen Lie, who had been silent, slammed his fist on the table and stood up, shouting, "What are you doing? What are you old fogies trying to do?!"

"The Cloud and Mist Hall is a place for talks between the four races, not a marketplace for you old fogies to quarrel in. All of you, quiet down!"

Bei Chenlie frowned, his tone somber, seemingly unable to sit still in the face of the combined attacks from the other three major families.