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Lin Feng didn’t stop; he continued to thrust the dagger towards the old Taoist’s belly, but he only heard a soft noise as the sharp blade slid off the old Taoist’s clothes...

"Impossible!" Lin Feng was shocked and glanced at the dagger in his hand. This was none other than the renowned Poison Sting Dagger, infused with his Innate-level Inner Strength. Even if the old Taoist’s belly was made of steel, he should have been able to pierce it with one stab... How could it have slid off?!

"Hmph, mere mortal iron, and you think you can harm me? You’re too ignorant!" Wu Zhen the old Taoist coldly eyed Lin Feng and said in a deep voice.

Could mortal iron not harm cultivators above the Innate level? Lin Feng’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly recalled what Ming Yue the Taoist had said; that his Flying Sword was a spiritual weapon... Could it be that only spiritual weapons could harm this old man before him?!

However, the captured Flying Sword had already been taken by Zhou Yang for study, and Lin Feng wouldn’t have the chance to retrieve it even if he wanted to at this moment!

"Out of tricks? You really only have this level of strength!" Wu Zhen the Taoist seemed slightly disappointed as he cast a glance at Lin Feng, sneered, then drew his Longsword from his waist, formed a flower pattern with it, and charged towards Lin Feng’s chest with overwhelming momentum...

Wu Zhen the Taoist’s sword was incredibly fast, almost catching Lin Feng off guard. However, for some unknown reason, Lin Feng found that Wu Zhen’s swordsmanship couldn’t match the speed and nimbleness of the Flying Sword!

After narrowly avoiding a straight stab from Wu Zhen, Lin Feng didn’t retreat but chose to close in again, his gaze locked on Wu Zhen the Taoist’s fragile neck. He didn’t believe this old Taoist could train his whole body to be impervious!

Seeing Lin Feng advancing instead of retreating, Wu Zhen’s face showed a faint hint of surprise. He had relied on his protective Inner Strength and the spiritual weapon-level Taoism robe he was wearing to deflect Lin Feng’s dagger tip, not as Lin Feng thought, completely impervious to weapons... Thus, Wu Zhen the Taoist was actually wary of Lin Feng’s dagger!

"Withdraw your hand!" Wu Zhen the Taoist missed with his sword strike and quickly changed tactics, slicing the Longsword swiftly towards Lin Feng’s arm.

Lin Feng only felt a cold flash; the opponent’s sword blade was slicing towards his arm with an eerie whistling sound. If he continued to stab towards Wu Zhen’s neck, he feared his hand would detach from his body before he could even touch the opponent... Lin Feng never doubted the sharpness of Wu Zhen the Taoist’s Longsword.

Having no choice, Lin Feng had to abruptly withdraw his hand, relinquishing the dagger...

"Truly pitiful..."

Just as Wu Zhen the Boss was feeling triumphant, Lin Feng’s expression suddenly changed. He mustered his entire body’s Innate True Qi, and with his right hand, he formed a bizarre tactic, pointing solemnly at Wu Zhen the old Taoist!

Lin Feng wasn’t thoughtlessly flailing; he was utilizing the Innate One Qi Returning Finger!

Being inexperienced with the Innate Martial Arts, Lin Feng recklessly infused his entire body’s Innate Vitality into his right hand at the moment of attack... Instantly, Lin Feng felt as if his entire right hand was about to explode from a heatwave, and the tips of his index and middle fingers burst open, blood ****ing out...

Even before harming the opponent, Lin Feng had already damaged his own meridians!

"This is..." Wu Zhen the old Taoist’s face showed extreme shock, unable to believe as he glanced at Lin Feng, murmuring in disbelief.

But he had no time to voice his guess as a thunderous explosion echoed, and then Wu Zhen the old Taoist was startled to see Lin Feng’s finger blood suddenly ignite...

The golden flames dazzled, and an eerie golden light arrow pierced through his chest instantly!

The branches along the roadside were blown wildly by the massive shockwave...

Seconds later, everything returned to calm!

Wu Zhen the old Taoist, struck with astonishment, looked down at his chest, eyeing the two holes that had pierced through, filled with bewilderment...

Simultaneously, he voiced the latter half of his sentence, "Indeed... it’s Returning Finger!"

Lin Feng gasped heavily, looking tiredly at Wu Zhen the old Taoist, somewhat anxious... He had no time to be shocked, only wanted to kill this old Taoist as quickly as possible, but after using the Returning Finger, he couldn’t move for a while...

Though the Martial Arts were powerful, they were exhausting! Lin Feng was quite anxious!

"So, Returning Finger can only be an ace card for emergencies; it should never be used recklessly under normal circumstances. If my attack fails to hit the enemy, I’ll have no strength left to continue."

While diligently watching Wu Zhen the old Taoist, Lin Feng thought to himself secretly.

Moreover, his mastery of Returning Finger was far from perfect; he definitely needed more practice when he returned.

Lin Feng estimated that with some practice, he could not only become proficient in these techniques but also slightly increase the damage of the Martial Arts!

However, the immediate crisis was not yet resolved, and Lin Feng knew thinking too much at this moment was useless!

"Pfft..." Wu Zhen the old Taoist couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, then looked at Lin Feng in shock and asked in a deep voice, "Who... who are you? How come you’ve just entered the Innate stage and already mastered such profound Martial Arts? This is the Tianji Sect’s ultimate technique!"

Tianji Sect, huh? Lin Feng now truly understood the background of that white-bearded old man.

In such a critical moment, Lin Feng couldn’t afford to be honest; he noticed this old Taoist seemed very afraid of Tianji Sect, so he shamelessly replied indifferently, "I’m indeed a disciple of Tianji Sect; what’s so special about knowing Tianji Sect’s Martial Arts?!"

"You... you’re actually a Tianji Sect disciple?" Wu Zhen the old Taoist exhibited a look of wanting to spit blood, glaring at Lin Feng with bulging eyes, emotionally asking, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?!"

"You didn’t ask!" Lin Feng observed the old Taoist’s expression and felt his decision to claim himself as a Tianji Sect disciple was correct. He continued calmly explaining, "Besides Returning Finger, I also know Mystery Deduction Technique... Otherwise, how could I predict your arrival tonight!"

The old Taoist was taken aback, looking at Lin Feng in further disbelief, "So, you’ve been plotting against me all along! Unbelievable, despite my intelligence, I was foolish for a moment and ended up falling at the hands of this kid!"

Lin Feng strained to prop himself up, trying hard not to let the opponent see that he was already exhausted, and with a profoundly mysterious smile, he calmly said, "Don’t be too disheartened; you’re not the first cultivator I’ve plotted against!"

Wu Zhen the old Taoist suddenly raised his eyes, glaring intently at Lin Feng, and said sternly, "Your Tianji Sect actually disregards the rules established by the cultivation world over the centuries, starting to plot against my Kongshan Temple’s disciple. Aren’t you afraid of retribution?"

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback; he had no idea about any cultivation world’s rules. However, he didn’t show his ignorance at such a moment and chuckled, pretentiously saying, "You spent all your cultivation on dogs! Still believe in retribution?"