BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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”Damn it! I didn’t expect Lin Feng to have so many powerful people at his side. This is bad—really bad!”

On the other side of the battlefield, Xiao Yan was still entangled with the three Earth Demon Puppets. Seeing the experts he’d brought all fall one after another, his heart sank, anxiety tightening his chest.

If he couldn’t break free soon, then once Lin Feng finished off his opponents and joined the fray, he’d be doomed. But as the saying goes—speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, Lin Feng suddenly flashed through the air, silently appearing right behind him.

”Boom!”

Without using any Dou Techniques, Lin Feng simply threw a raw, devastating punch—straight into Xiao Yan’s back.

”Pfft~!”

The moment Lin Feng’s fist connected, a violent shockwave rippled outward.

The blow was clean, simple—and terrifyingly powerful. Having just used a secret technique to temporarily reach the level of an Eight-Star Dou Zong, Xiao Yan was still no match for a true physical cultivator like Lin Feng.

Blood gushed from his mouth as his chest caved in. His clothes shredded apart, revealing a deep, concave fist mark pressed into his sternum. His entire body shot away like a cannonball, a dark streak tearing through the air before crashing into the ground at a sharp angle.

”Boom!”

A distant mountain—hundreds of meters tall—erupted like it had been struck by a meteor, collapsing in on itself in a thunderous roar.

Dust and debris billowed skyward, filling the air with smoke.

Almost simultaneously, Lin Feng’s figure flickered and vanished again from the sky, reappearing above the collapsed mountain in an instant. When he reemerged, he was holding a limp, unconscious young man in his hand—none other than Xiao Yan himself.

Ye Zhong, who had been struggling against Xiao Yan earlier, finally let out a long sigh of relief. That brat had so many tricks up his sleeve that even with three peak Dou Zong puppets assisting him, Ye Zhong had nearly failed to pin him down.

Now that Lin Feng had subdued him, the old man finally relaxed and chuckled.

”Lin Feng—” he started to say.

”—Husband, are you hurt anywhere?”

But before he could finish, his granddaughter, Ye Xin Lan, cut in. Seeing Lin Feng finish the fight, she immediately unfurled her Dou Qi wings and flew toward him at high speed, concern written all over her face.

Lin Feng turned his head toward her and smiled faintly. ”I’m fine. These small fry aren’t enough to hurt me.”

Ye Zhong saw the warm exchange and silently stepped back, tactfully choosing not to interrupt.

”Whoosh~”

Just then, several faint sonic booms echoed across the sky.

Xiao Yixian and Feng Qing’er arrived, their elegant figures streaking through the air. In Xiao Yixian’s fair and delicate hand dangled the corpse of the Seven-Star Dou Zun they had just slain.

”You’re all alright?” Lin Feng asked, his gaze sweeping over the three women’s slender, alluring figures. Seeing that none of them bore any injuries, his expression softened.

”We’re fine,” they replied in unison, smiling faintly.

As they spoke, Xiao Yixian and Feng Qing’er each produced an item—a corpse and a jade bottle—and tossed them toward Lin Feng.

”This is a Dou Zun’s body and his soul essence,” they said. ”They’re yours.”

Lin Feng caught both items and stored them away in his ring without hesitation.

At that moment, Ye Xin Lan hesitantly took out another corpse and whispered, ”Husband… I wasn’t strong enough. The soul of this Four-Star Dou Zun escaped. I only managed to take his body and his ring…”

Lin Feng leapt lightly over to her, smiling as he gently patted her silky light-blue hair, ”Its fine,” he said softly, ”As long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters.”

He knew she was still young, and her strength couldn’t yet compare to Xiao Yixian or Feng Qing’er. Moreover, the puppets’ power lay solely in physical combat—they had no means of restraining a soul.

With the two stronger women each busy fighting their own opponents, it was only natural that the Four-Star Dou Zun’s soul managed to escape. Meanwhile, in the corner of the battlefield, poor Ye Zhong—completely forgotten—watched the four of them chatting cheerfully.

He let out a silent sigh.

Somehow… being alive still felt a little painful. He’d been standing there this whole time—yet not a single person had noticed him?

Earlier, he had fought that ambusher named Xiao Yan for so long. Was there seriously no one who cared enough to check if he was dead or alive?

”Hubby, what should we do with this guy?”

Feng Qing’er’s purple-brown eyes narrowed slightly as she stared coldly at the unconscious Xiao Yan in Lin Feng’s hand. For someone who had tried to assassinate them, there was no room for mercy in her heart.

”Drag him to a nearby city,” Lin Feng said, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. ”We’ll execute him publicly.” Then he added, his tone casual but laced with cruelty, ”Of course, on the way there… we’ll make sure to ’entertain’ him properly.”

”Lin—”

Halfway through speaking, Xiao Yixian suddenly stopped herself. She had noticed that both Ye Xin Lan and Feng Qing’er called Lin Feng husband. If she continued to call him by name, wouldn’t that make her sound distant… like an outsider?

So she corrected herself, her tone softer as she said, ”Husband, this guy might be despicable, but if you kill him, won’t that cause trouble?”

Lin Feng chuckled lightly. ”He might be on bad terms with us, but there are people who don’t want him dead. I don’t believe those people will just sit by and watch when Xiao Yan is publicly executed. They’ll definitely show up to save him.”

Seeing the puzzled looks on the others’ faces, Lin Feng briefly explained his reasoning. But Xiao Yixian’s sudden change in how she addressed him did make him freeze for a moment. Still, he didn’t press the matter.

Instead, the new title made him unexpectedly happy inside. He couldn’t help but think—once this whole affair was settled, he’d have to properly reward Xiao Yixian.

At that moment, Feng Qing’er frowned slightly, her pink lips parting as she asked, ”You mean… this guy has someone backing him?”

”We’ll talk about that later.”

Thinking about the people possibly standing behind Xiao Yan, Lin Feng quickly motioned for her to stop. Seeing his reaction, Feng Qing’er realized the matter might be more complicated than it appeared, and she chose not to ask further.

Lin Feng then turned toward Ye Xin Lan. ”Xin Lan, you’re the most familiar with the area around the Pill Region. Is there a larger city nearby?”

”Yes, there is.”

Ye Xin Lan nodded. ”Since Sister Xian’er and Sister Feng’er only opened a temporary, short-distance space tunnel, we didn’t stray far from our original route. The city of Qing Ling is about two days from here.”

”Qing Ling City, huh…”

Lin Feng rubbed his chin thoughtfully, murmuring to himself. He was quite familiar with that name. In fact, he’d been there before—because that city was located right between Ye City and the Holy Pill City.

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