Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 239 - 240 He Yangjun

Although the barbarian army had retreated, it had not completely withdrawn but instead stationed itself a hundred miles away, occupying a small city and waiting for reinforcements to prepare for another battle.

However, it was said that on the Hu Ben side, too, reinforcements were expected to come, seeking to take the opportunity to counterattack.

Thus, Lin Feng did not hurry to leave the place.

Just like that, another half-month passed, and many disciples from the Three Sects and the Two Camps began to return home one after another.

Many disciples from the Divine Wind Camp had already left as well.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. The barbarian army did not come to attack, and the Hu Ben reinforcements had not arrived.

Lin Feng was preparing to return.

Lin Feng came to the great hall of the City Lord Mansion and met with the City Lord to bid farewell.

"City Lord, I am ready to return to the Divine Wind Camp!"

Lin Feng held his fists in respect, gave a reverent bow, and continued: "Last time, I must thank the City Lord for sending people to protect me, otherwise I’m guessing I would be dead by now!"

"Profound gratitude need not be spoken; should the City Lord have need in the future, Lin Feng will not hesitate to offer my service!"

Lin Feng’s expression was genuine.

He truly felt grateful. No matter the reason the City Lord had sent people to protect him, it had saved his life.

If there was an opportunity in the future, he would repay this life-saving grace.

"Hehe! It was nothing, Lin Feng; don’t be a stranger!" the City Lord said with a smile, and then continued: "Lin Feng, why not stay a few more days? The Great General thinks highly of you and would like to meet you again."

"But, just after the great battle, he has been busy with reorganizing the army and cannot get away at the moment."

The City Lord hoped that Lin Feng would stay a while longer, so they could get to know each other better.

Lin Feng’s talent was once in a lifetime, and even if it did not compare to the legendary Three Elites of Hu Ben, his growth would surely make him a renowned powerful figure in his own right.

Far beyond what he himself, the City Lord, could compare to.

Therefore, making a good relationship with Lin Feng before he fully grew in power would yield twice the result with half the effort.

"No, I suppose if we are destined, I shall meet General Yuan another day."

After a brief contemplation, Lin Feng shook his head.

"Is that so!" the City Lord sighed and said: "Since you are in a hurry to go back, then I will not keep you any longer, take care!"

The City Lord held his fists in a salute.

"Yes! Then I shall take my leave!" Lin Feng gave his regards once more to Fang Xiao, speaking with a deep voice.

Having said that, Lin Feng turned and prepared to leave.

"Lin Feng, wait a moment!"

Just then, the City Lord, after a moment of contemplation, suddenly called out to Lin Feng.

"What else is there, City Lord?"

Lin Feng asked, puzzled.

The City Lord didn’t immediately reply, but after a moment of contemplation, in a low voice, he asked: "Lin Feng, what are your thoughts on the current situation in Hu Ben Country?"

"Situations?"

Lin Feng was taken aback, and became more puzzled.

What situation was in Hu Ben Country?

Was it about the war with the barbarians?

Seeing the confusion in Lin Feng’s eyes, a sharp light flashed in the City Lord’s eyes, and he spoke in a low voice: "Hu Ben Country, although ostensibly under the control of the Royal Family, everyone knows that what truly holds sway over the entire country is the Three Sects and the Two Camps."

"Lin Feng, as a disciple of the Divine Wind Camp, and considering that the leader of your camp is part of the Royal Family, I wonder what your views are on this?"

After speaking, the City Lord wore a meaningful smile on his face, quietly watching Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, upon hearing this, suddenly flashed a strange light in his eyes.

He knew what person he was; the City Lord’s question was vague, as if it expressed nothing.

But he understood immediately.

This was a hint that some forces seemed to be getting restless!

It can be said that if the Royal Family truly wants to control Hu Ben Country, they must possess the strength to suppress the other powers.

Does the Royal Family of Hu Ben Country have this strength?

Lin Feng wasn’t sure; he hardly knew anything about the Royal Family.

The only person from the Royal Family he had encountered was the Iron Spear Divine Marquis.

"Hehe! City Lord, I am just a small disciple of Divine Wind Camp, how dare I recklessly discuss national affairs!"

Lin Feng’s expression remained unchanged as he smiled and shook his head, yet he did not answer.

"Haha! Lin Feng, you are far too modest. With your talent, within ten years, you will surely make a name for yourself under the heavens and the moon."

Seeing Lin Feng evading the question, the City Lord laughed heartily and quickly changed the topic.

"Thank you, City Lord, for your auspicious words!"

Lin Feng smiled, once again clasped his hands and said, "If there’s nothing else, I shall take my leave!"

"Alright! Go ahead!"

The City Lord smiled and nodded.

Immediately after, Lin Feng left the City Lord Mansion and started his journey home.

It wasn’t long before the four of them had left this city.

Inside the main hall of the City Lord Mansion.

After Lin Feng had departed, a young man in white clothing emerged from a side room of the main hall.

The young man’s features were like those of a star and a sword; he had an extraordinary temperament.

"My lord, this Lin Feng is not simple. I wonder if he could be of use to you in the future!"

Upon seeing the young man in white, the City Lord immediately stood up and respectfully bowed.

The young man in white heard this and gently shook his head, a wise light appearing in his eyes as he softly said with a smile, "He is a wild horse that no one can completely control; it is simpler to become friends with him than to control him."

"The young lord’s considerations are thorough indeed!"

The City Lord nodded upon hearing this and said, "This youngster has a remarkable combat strength, and with such cultivation at a young age, his talent is exceptional. In the future, he will surely be a great asset to the young lord."

The young man in white slightly nodded.

It took nearly half a month for Lin Feng and his companions to return to Fengling Island.

At present, the Divine Wind Camp seemed somewhat desolate, as many disciples had gone to participate in the national war task and had not yet returned.

It was said that quite a few Fifth Generation Disciples of Divine Wind Camp went to the main battlefield at Zhenxiong City, among them a few ranked within the top ten disciples.

Meanwhile, the main force of Hu Ben Country, an army of two hundred thousand, was also fiercely attacking Zhenxiong City.

One could only wonder what the scene on the battlefield of Zhenxiong City was like. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Had Lin Feng not been weak at the start, he would have chosen to go to Zhenxiong City as well.

But at that time, he had only just broken through to the Third Layer of Great Martial Master; he chose to play it safe...

After returning to Divine Wind Camp, Lin Feng and the others went to the Task Hall, ready to hand in their task.

However, the national war tasks initially required the heads of barbarian warriors from the Seven Great Tribes to calculate scores.

But with the ever-changing situation on the battlefield, who had time to take the enemy’s heads.

Therefore, the Sect also dispatched Elders to secretly tally the disciples’ combat achievements.

Lin Feng did not collect the heads of the barbarians he had slain.

The four came to the Task Hall, where there were not many people.

Only about a dozen disciples were in line, apparently having just returned not long ago, now handing in their tasks.

Lin Feng and his companions also lined up and slowly waited.

"Get out of the way!"

Just then, an extremely arrogant shout came from outside the Task Hall.

Lin Feng turned to look and saw three young men enter from outside the door.

These three young men were exceedingly brash, making no attempt to conceal the aura of their cultivation as they strode in.

Among these three, two had the cultivation of the Peak Fifth Layer of Great Martial Master.

The leader was a young man in a fiery red robe, whose aura was immensely powerful and overwhelmingly greater than the other two.

"It’s Brother He Yangjun!"

"Move aside quickly, make way for Brother He!"

The disciples who were lined up in front instantly scattered to one side, hurrying to give way.