Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 482 - 299: Sheep Hunting Adventure_2

"Usually, the cause is either being betrayed by fellow sect members or the destruction of the sect. Brother Feng, your current identity is that of a remnant of the Hundred Demons Sect, perfectly fitting the condition of a destroyed sect."

"At the same time, to add a sense of satisfaction, I mean an extra motivation, you need to stir up some hatred when you leave, to completely cut off all your escape routes."

"I’ll teach you, it’ll be satisfying..."

"Brother, will you go with me?" After Zhang Ze explained his plan, Lin Feng asked.

"I won’t go. Five Rams has seen the real Nameless. If I go with you, things might get messed up." Zhang Ze shook his head.

"Alright, so how will you explain yourself to Song Qingpao?" Brother Feng asked.

"Explain what? Just cut off contact. Little Song can imagine the rest himself. If this identity becomes useless, then Nameless died heroically; if it’s still useful, then Nameless is alive and in hiding."

"Indeed," Brother Feng nodded.

After chatting briefly with Brother Feng, Zhang Ze exited Brother Feng’s inner realm.

It was already nighttime, and Zhang Ze didn’t want to delay. Just like Sun Wukong, he stepped on the ground and shouted, "Fuji!"

In no time, a little Fuji popped out of the ground holding a root that looked like a sweet potato from a spirit plant.

"What is it?"

"Something fun. Call your Senior Sister Xiaoxue and Senior Sister Xiayan over. I have something to discuss with them."

"Okay!"

...

Guixi City.

Mr. Song Qingpao sat on the kang bed, feeling throbbing pain in his head, starting to doubt his loyalty.

He really wanted to find a knife and dig out the spirit talisman in his head.

Although this might offend Five Rams, who cares?

As long as one’s eyes aren’t blind or ears deaf, it’s clear that the Hundred Demons Sect is done for.

The Six Sects moved with terrifying speed, obviously well-prepared.

While the most dangerous place is supposedly the safest place, Mr. Song Qingpao suspected that staying in a key Six Sects town meant he might be watched.

Probably due to spending too much time with Five Rams, he also felt like he’d awakened some danger perception ability.

After all, he joined the Hundred Demons Sect to fulfill his desires and seek his life’s pursuits.

Now that the sect was finished and the big leader Five Rams was missing, what was the point of persisting...

It’s just uncertain whether the seniors are safe, sigh...

His head started to hurt again. Song Qing got up to close the window.

But as he approached the bed, he saw black smoke enter the room. Before Song Qingpao could scream, Lin Feng emerged from the black smoke.

He was holding two people, who seemed to be from Medicine King Valley judging by their clothes.

"What are you doing!?" Song Qingpao stepped back, panic causing his headscarf to fall, revealing a gold star-like mark on his forehead.

Blinking and sparkling.

"Shh, keep quiet." Brother Feng coldly stopped Song Qingpao from speaking, randomly placing a black talisman, then laying the people he was holding onto the ground.

Before Song Qingpao could see their faces, Lin Feng drew his Black Sword, stabbing it into their chests. The Black Sword seemed alive, directly sucking the bodies dry, with thick black sludge sticking to Lin Feng’s Black Sword.

"Face me," Lin Feng said to Song Qingpao, holding the sword.

Pulled by Lin Feng, Song Qingpao’s face wasn’t properly facing the west, causing severe headache, making it impossible to resist.

However, Lin Feng didn’t kill him, instead, he wiped some of the black sludge onto Song Qingpao’s face.

Song Qingpao felt a chill on his face, then saw Lin Feng smearing the remaining black sludge on his own face.

The black sludge wriggled, transforming Lin Feng’s face into someone else’s appearance.

With a finger technique, the two changed clothes to match the people Lin Feng had dragged in.

"I’ve killed two Medicine King Valley cultivators and obtained their identity proofs. Before they notice, we’ll take the teleportation array to West Continent."

"Huh? Why not head to the Southern Border, and why go west?" Song Qingpao instinctively asked.

"The Southern Border is far, full of Six Sects’ vermin, too risky. You can go alone if you want." Lin Feng sneered. "As for heading west, I found out from these two’s mouths. Five Rams Elder is in West Continent, the Hundred Demons Sect isn’t destroyed, there’s still hope!"

Song Qingpao’s head was muddled, something felt off, but he couldn’t pinpoint it.

Subconsciously, he didn’t want to follow Lin Feng.

Seeing Song Qingpao’s hesitation, Lin Feng sneered again. "If you don’t go, I will. When Medicine King Valley discovers two disciples dead, you explain it to them."

Song Qingpao touched his new face, feeling like there was no way to clear his name in Qinghe.

Lin Feng seemed like a calamity, pulling him onboard a pirate ship at lightning speed, regretting ever bringing him into the Hundred Demons Sect...

"Are you absolutely sure?" Song Qingpao clutched his head and asked.

Lin Feng displayed a third sneer that night, "Heh, no, just a gamble."

"... You crazy bastard! Change your name to Lin Crazy!"

"Heh, suit yourself. What? Are you saying you can’t even bet your life for our great cause, for Five Rams Elder?"

Brother Feng continued sneering.

Song Qingpao was speechless, silently followed Lin Feng, enduring the headache as they left the inn.

As they approached the teleportation array, Song Qingpao slowly relaxed.

He thought perhaps it was really sheer luck that they got in without encountering any real danger.