Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 208 - 149: Sister Dong, I’m Here_6

The monocular old man rolled up his bedding, carefully put away the three books, and picked up his bundle to leave, unwilling to clash with Xiao Zhan.

"Friend, let’s have a chat."

Liu Jinhu was quite intrigued by the monocular old man and hurried to catch up.

However, he noticed the monocular old man was walking faster and faster, seeming impossible to catch.

"Why are you in such a hurry, friend?"

Liu Jinhu chuckled on the outside but was a bit upset inside. Being called Celestial Profound Fourth, he had suffered in Xiao Zhan’s hands, and he couldn’t afford to lose face to this old man.

Thus, he put in full effort, a puff of black smoke churned from beneath his feet, rushing toward the monocular old man.

"I’m heading back to sleep."

The monocular old man sensed Liu Jinhu approaching and laughed, his footwork suddenly flashed with golden light, propelling his body technique several levels higher.

"Stop in the name of the king!"

Xiao Zhan roared furiously.

He was highly sensitive to that golden light.

Initially watching the drama unfold, to see if Liu Jinhu could handle leaving the opponent, he instantly launched himself like a rocket, rushing toward the monocular old man.

All the way, his aura erupted.

He hadn’t caught up yet.

A wave of Dragon Roar Sound Wave Skill first cascaded forward, enclosing Liu Jinhu as well.

"Whoosh!"

The monocular old man frowned.

He had been setting up shop in the Black Market for years.

Xiao Zhan’s reputation was well-known, and he didn’t want to clash with someone like that, so he quickened his pace, golden light shooting from his feet as he swiftly dove into the forest ahead.

"The same body technique, if not him, he must know him."

Xiao Zhan was enraged, transforming into a frenzied lion, directly crashing Liu Jinhu aside, continuing the pursuit of the monocular old man.

"Xiao Zhan, you..."

Liu Jinhu felt as if his arm was about to come off, Xiao Zhan had forcibly collided from behind at such a speed, that impact felt as though Xiao Zhan slapped his shoulder directly.

He cursed loudly in pain.

Standing still, watching the figures of Xiao Zhan and the monocular old man gradually disappear.

Then turned and ran in another direction.

"Strange, he doesn’t chase them nor return to the Imperial City, why is he heading toward Zhenbei Prison?"

Standing at the Black Market exit, Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Seeing the monocular old man was adept at the Three-legged Body Technique, Jiang Feng wasn’t surprised.

After all, the monocular old man was selling the Three-legged Body Technique; how could he not practice it?

Only Liu Jinhu, who just started chasing didn’t continue for long, stopped allowing Xiao Zhan to pursue the monocular old man while he ran elsewhere, heading toward Zhenbei Prison.

"Could he be going after Sister Dong!"

Jiang Feng exclaimed.

Vaguely able to surmise, Xiao Zhan was brought to the Black Market by Liu Jinhu, at this moment he most wanted to clear up the misunderstanding with Xiao Zhan, and place the blame on the Seventh Prince; only the Second Prince fits this type.

Liu Jinhu should be Second Prince’s man.

Instead of heading back to the Imperial City, he’s rushing toward Zhenbei Prison?

Jiang Feng found it quite odd.

Thus, he also hurried toward Zhenbei Prison, opting for another path, avoiding following directly behind Liu Jinhu.

The opponent’s strength was formidable.

Being able to stand with Xiao Zhan, Jiang Feng didn’t believe he was a match for him, tracking such a person would surely result in being noticed.

Better to take another route, arrive near Zhenbei Prison, to see if Liu Jinhu was truly heading to find Han Dong.

If not, then great, head straight home to sleep, not bothering with what Liu Jinhu intends to do.

If it is... Then... Jiang Feng felt distressed.

Finally, Jiang Feng took another path back; as Zhenbei Prison appeared in sight, he saw Liu Jinhu avoid the guard’s watchful eyes, boldly entering Zhenbei Prison, much more tactful than Jin Muchuan’s reckless prison hijacking.

"Damn it, Han Tieshan went to Yun Gui Sect to pick someone, Xiao Zhan was led away, if he doesn’t seek out Sister Dong, then who?"

Jiang Feng was filled with righteous indignation.

He then saw.

A mass of thick smoke carried Han Dong away unnoticed by the prison guard, heading toward Black Iron Mountain.

"Sister Dong!"

Jiang Feng clenched his fist.

"What is he seeking Sister Dong for?"

"Should I rescue her!"

"It’s surely because of me."

"Damn it!"

Jiang Feng was internally conflicted.

Ultimately deciding to follow.

The Second Prince’s men targeting Han Dong is likely attempting to extract information from her; Jiang Feng couldn’t stand idly by.

Watching Liu Jinhu take Han Dong, about to disappear from view.

Jiang Feng was truly at a loss.

Could only exert his body technique, chasing with all his might.

He watched Liu Jinhu carry Han Dong, like a puff of black smoke, floating onto Black Iron Mountain.

Then Jiang Feng containing his aura.

Cautiously approaching Black Iron Mountain, he opted to approach the mountain from behind, rather than using the Power of Heaven and Earth, as Innate Powerhouses are very sensitive to movements of such power.

Once detected within their sensory range, he would be noticed.

Considering the top of Black Iron Mountain isn’t large.

So Jiang Feng was extremely careful.

Maneuvering from behind Black Iron Mountain.

"Which powerhouse, going to White Tiger Mountain, died at whose hands?"

Liu Jinhu was shrouded in black fog.

Drifting like a dark cloud before Han Dong.

He tossed Han Dong to the ground.

Questioning.

His voice was particularly penetrating, causing Han Dong’s eyes to blur, feeling as though hypnotized.

"They aren’t dead at all."

A streak of blood appeared in Han Dong’s eyes.

Perceiving danger.

At a crucial moment, biting the tip of her tongue, she said.

"Damn woman, my cultivation is deep, tell me, who killed them, are the recent events related to you?"

Liu Jinhu’s black fog morphed into an arm, gripping Han Dong’s chin, asking once more.

Han Dong’s eyes grew dazed.

The silhouette of Jiang Feng appeared before her.

Liu Jinhu’s words shocked her greatly, because if the three First Grade realm experts were indeed dead, it meant Jiang Feng killed them; Jiang Feng being able to dispatch three First Grade experts implies he’s innate.

Could it be the recent happenings were truly related to him?

Was he the one who killed Jin Muchuan?

Blood Slaughter Secret Hall.

To prevent the Immortal Masters of Yun Gui Sect, awakening Xiao Ran?

"Tell me, who stands behind you, the one who killed Jin Muchuan, the Blood Slaughter Secret Hall’s people, is it the person who helped you on White Tiger Mountain, who is he?"

Liu Jinhu’s voice penetrated into Han Dong’s mind.

Han Dong’s eyes opened wider, but her pupils blurred increasingly, seeming to hallucinate.

Instinctively speaking: "Jiang..."