My Fiancée is a Cultivator Chapter 26
My Fiancée is a Cultivator Chapter 26

Chapter 26

The group arrived at Maple Leaf Village.

Maple Leaf Village was the small village where Lin Feng had grown up. It was also the closest settlement to the Death Valley. If Murong Mengxi and her team chose to take a detour, it would take at least a day or more.

As the car entered Maple Leaf Village, it immediately caught the attention of the village’s gossiping ladies.

“Look, look! Another car has come to the village. Do you think they are visiting Lin Feng’s house again?”

“Very likely. Do you remember what happened a few days ago? Several luxury cars came to the village; they were there to propose to Lin Feng.”

“I remember! At that time, they were carrying a large bamboo basket, filled with cash. I estimate it was over a million.”

“We all thought some big shot was interested in Lin Feng’s two sisters. Who would have guessed it was Lin Feng himself? They wanted him as a son-in-law.”

“Sigh, who would have thought? I wonder what Lin Feng’s grandfather was thinking, agreeing to let him be a son-in-law. The Lin family will have no male heirs left.”

Lin Feng was completely unaware that he had become the subject of the village ladies’ gossip.

The car slowly stopped outside the Lin family’s house.

The familiar yellow mud-brick house brought back memories, and Lin Feng could smell the familiar scent of Chinese herbs.

This time, during his visit to Jiangzhou, Lin Feng had cured Grandma Kong, who had been bedridden for five years. This made Lin Feng realize that their Lin family’s medical skills were quite formidable.

Lin Feng’s medical skills were inherited from his grandfather, and he believed that as long as his grandfather was willing to go out, they could make a lot of money. However, he couldn’t understand why his grandfather refused to leave.

“Grandpa, I’m back.”

Lin Feng opened the car door and walked straight into the yard.

Lin Guochang, who was drying herbs, heard Lin Feng’s voice. He stood up with a puzzled expression. Seeing Lin Feng approaching, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows. “Why are you back? Did the Song family kick you out?”

Lin Feng was speechless.

“Grandpa, I came back because I missed you. Can’t I do that?” Lin Feng shrugged and quickly flattered.

“I might be old, but I’m not senile.” Lin Guochang said with a hint of irritation. “Did you cause trouble in Jiangzhou?”

“No.”

“Liar!” Lin Guochang stared at his only grandson and said angrily, “I can tell when you’re lying. Even if you try to hide it, I can still see through you.”

“Grandpa, you’re wise.”

On the other side, Murong Mengxi and Zhao Jing also walked in.

“Old Master Lin, long time no see,” Murong Mengxi smiled and greeted.

“Oh, it’s you, Mengxi.” Lin Guochang laughed heartily. To Lin Feng’s surprise, it seemed that his grandfather knew Murong Mengxi.

“Call her Auntie Meng Xi quickly!”

“Auntie Meng Xi, hello,” Lin Feng quickly greeted, thinking to himself, “I knew it. A woman in her thirties, according to seniority, I should call her ‘auntie.'”

This time, Murong Mengxi didn’t seem to mind.

“Old Master Lin, I must thank your grandson Lin Feng this time. He cured my mother’s illness.”

“Your mother is sick?”

“Yes, she’s been bedridden for five years. Thanks to Lin Feng, my nephew.” Mu Rong Meng Xi affectionately called Lin Feng her nephew.


Lin Feng found the situation rather peculiar.

“Considering Murong Mengxi’s age and her acquaintance with my dad and grandpa, does she want to be my… stepmom?” Lin Feng had a bad premonition.

If Murong Mengxi knew about Lin Feng’s thoughts, she would surely give him a stern slap in the face.

“Old Master Lin, I came here for an important matter,” Mu Rong Meng Xi said seriously. “I want Lin Feng to take us to the Death Valley.”

Death Valley!

Lin Guochang’s expression changed.

He looked at Lin Feng and then at Murong Mengxi. It seemed like he guessed something. Just when Lin Feng thought his grandfather would object, he was surprised to see his grandfather nod in agreement.

“Alright, Lin Feng has been there once. I trust him to lead you in.”

“Wait, what?”

Lin Feng was dumbfounded. He quickly exchanged a glance with his grandfather, but the latter acted as if he hadn’t seen anything.

“Little Jing, prepare the equipment and get ready to go into the mountains.”

“Yes!”

The group began to prepare their equipment.

Murong Mengxi and Zhao Jing were lightly equipped, while the short-haired woman had a backpack with her. When they started preparing, the short-haired woman put her backpack on the ground. Lin Feng curiously approached.

The short-haired woman took out a leather case from the backpack.

Opening the case revealed a disassembled sniper rifle. The short-haired woman, under Lin Feng’s peculiar gaze, quickly assembled the sniper rifle.

“Um… bringing a gun into the Death Valley doesn’t seem useful,” Lin Feng hesitated, looking at the short-haired woman.

The short-haired woman raised her head, glancing at Lin Feng before saying indifferently, “This gun saved your life the night before yesterday. Tell me it’s not useful?”

The night before yesterday?

Lin Feng was stunned. He recalled the night when the elder from the Mei family was chasing him and Song Xueyan in the Moonlight Lake. Just as they were in a life-threatening situation, A sniper suddenly shot the Mei family elder with a single shot.

So, the hidden sniper from that night was the short-haired woman before him.

Lin Feng suddenly felt admiration for her skills.

With preparations complete, the group headed towards the Death Valley.

The Death Valley was located in the depths of the primitive mountains. If ordinary people were to travel, it would take them three days to reach the outskirts of the Death Valley. However, Lin Feng and his group were not ordinary people; they sped through the journey.

Before departing, Lin Feng brought a hatchet.

Being familiar with the route to the Death Valley, Lin Feng led the group, clearing the path with his hatchet as the road near the Death Valley was overgrown with weeds and vines.

As dusk approached, the four arrived at the outskirts of the Death Valley.

Simultaneously, unbeknownst to them, a figure lurked in the shadows behind them – the international assassin known as Sin.

Throughout the journey, Sin refrained from taking any action recklessly.

From the information provided by Chu Qiu, Lin Feng should be an ordinary person. Yet, from entering the mountains until now, Sin was certain that Lin Feng was a hidden ability user.

Confirming Lin Feng’s possessed extraordinary abilities, Sin became even more cautious. For now, he couldn’t see through Murong Mengxi’s cultivation level, while Zhao Jing and the short-haired woman were both in the Spiritual Perception Realm.

“Observe and wait, find an opportunity,” Sin silently decided.

Suddenly, the short-haired woman turned back.

Sin quickly concealed himself.

“Yiyi, anything unusual?” Zhao Jing furrowed her brows.

Shaking her head, the short-haired woman, Yiyi, said strangely, “I just feel like there are eyes watching us from behind.”

“Eyes watching us?” Mu Rong Meng Xi murmured, then secretly transmitted to Lin Feng and the others, “Everyone be careful. Yiyi’s intuition rarely goes wrong. We’d rather believe there is a threat than assume there isn’t.”

“Team leader, should we expose and capture him?”

“No need. If the other party has been following us for so long without us noticing, it means their concealment methods surpass ours. Let’s enter the Death Valley first and set up an ambush ahead.”

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