"Lin Feng’s whereabouts?"
The High Priest heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently, "There are so clues!"
After speaking, the High Priest fixed his gaze on Lin Feng and asked, "Why do you inquire about this matter?"
"Among the tribe mbers in the last trial, two of my friends were tragically killed by Lin Feng, so I’m sowhat concerned about this matter!" Lin Feng sighed, not simply making this up—indeed, two of the trialists were Wu Chen’s friends.
However, those two had a very ordinary relationship with Wu Chen, and couldn’t really be considered friends.
"You needn’t worry about this matter, Lin Feng will be found soon!" The High Priest said faintly, his eyes deep and mysterious.
Lin Feng felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this, uncertain if what the High Priest said was true. Could they have already traced his whereabouts to the Divine Martial Academy on Ancient Zhou Star?
"High Priest, didn’t we capture a friend of Lin Feng? Why not use her to draw Lin Feng out?" Lin Feng slowly cald his ntal state and asked again.
"This thod will not work, besides, that woman is no longer with the tribe!"
The High Priest shook his head and then unwilling to discuss further, he waved his sleeve and said, "Alright, you may leave first!"
He then called a servant to take Lin Feng to his new residence.
Lin Feng saw this and sighed internally. As the High Priest was unwilling to talk more, he had to give up and dared not ask further.
But what did he an by saying Qingxuan was no longer with the tribe? Where could Qingxuan be?
Heart full of doubts, Lin Feng showed not the slightest change on his face, bowed to the High Priest, and followed the servant out of the side hall.
Watching Lin Feng’s departing figure, the High Priest remained expressionless, his gaze deep and inscrutable.
...
Leading Lin Feng to his new residence, the servant was a skinny middle-aged man from the Witch Clan, with cultivation only in the Second Layer of the Martial King Realm.
Soon, the middle-aged man took Lin Feng to his new residence.
This was an independent courtyard, quite large, resembling a small mansion.
"Junior Officer, this is your residence, and I will also live here, always ready to follow your orders!" The middle-aged servant said respectfully to Lin Feng.
"Thank you!" Lin Feng nodded faintly.
Subsequently, he wandered around the courtyard for a while. There was not a single soul in sight, yet the palace, pavilions, and water gardens were all present.
Finally, Lin Feng found a spacious room and settled down temporarily.
"Lin Feng, your identity has already aroused suspicion!"
Just as Lin Feng sat down in the room, the voice of Yama Demon Saint echoed in his mind.
"Really?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised upon hearing this. Could his inquiries have raised the High Priest’s suspicions?
"Your Junior Priest Token is problematic, it contains a trace of the Witch Clan High Priest’s consciousness!" Yama Demon Saint said.
"What?" Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was shocked. Has he really been exposed?
He did not doubt Yama Demon Saint’s words; the other party is an ancient being, although now just a remaining Demon Soul, his ans are not sothing Lin Feng could compare to.
Why would the High Priest do this? Where did he expose a flaw?
Lin Feng frowned deeply, bowing his head in thought.
No!
He hadn’t revealed any flaws because when he asked the High Priest if his whereabouts had been discovered, the other party had already given him the Junior Priest Token.
So why did the High Priest leave a trace of consciousness on the token?
This is certainly a lack of trust in him. After all, his talent seems too heaven-defying, and he rose suddenly; a slight investigation by the High Priest would reveal many unusual aspects.
Thus, the High Priest left a consciousness on the Junior Priest Token to monitor him, probing his background.
In other words, the High Priest probably hasn’t discovered his true identity, just thinks everything about him is peculiar, which is why he did this.
"Ghost Saint Senior, I’ve already put the Junior Priest Token into the Storage Ring, the other party shouldn’t be able to find anything, right?" Lin Feng asked Yama Demon Saint with his mind.
The Storage Space and the outside world are completely separate spaces, as long as he keeps the token in the Storage Ring, it should be able to avoid the other’s probing.
At this mont, Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel a bit panicked. Fortunately, he didn’t throw the token into the Jade Bracelet Space, otherwise, the other party would imdiately discover Wu Xian and the other two inside.
If that were the case, he would certainly die!
"Naive!"
Yama Demon Saint snorted and said, "Martial Warriors in the Martial Saint Realm have extraordinarily strong ans, even a trace of consciousness is not sothing a small Storage Ring can bind!"
Yama Demon Saint was once a Martial Saint himself, naturally understanding the ans of a Martial Saint, his insight far beyond Lin Feng’s.
"What should I do?" Lin Feng asked hurriedly.
"Leave the Witch Clan imdiately and discard the Junior Priest Token!" Yama Demon Saint warned.
Lin Feng heard this and fell silent, leave? Leave now?
He hasn’t completed his mission here yet.
Having managed to infiltrate the Sect Mansion and approach the High Priest, how can he leave without probing Qingxuan’s situation?
Moreover, once he discards the Junior Priest Token, the High Priest will imdiately notice, and whether he can escape Tianming Star will beco uncertain.
Lin Feng slowly suppressed the chaos in his heart, urgently thinking of a way to crack this predicant.
Right now, he dare not be careless, if handled poorly, his life might end here in the Witch Clan.
"Lin Feng, stop considering, leave quickly!" Yama Demon Saint’s voice sounded again in Lin Feng’s mind, urging him to leave, otherwise, if Lin Feng dies here, he will die here too.
"What good would leaving do? With the token with , how can I get rid of it?" Lin Feng asked.
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