The Capital's Dragon Doctor

"And call Wang Jing. Tell him it's time to repay the favor he owes me."

Just as the man was about to walk out of the office, Wu Tianxiang's icy voice rang out from behind him.

Hearing Wu Tianxiang's words, the man froze. After turning and bowing deeply, he slowly backed out of the room.

"Yes, Young Master. I'll make the call right away!"

Seated on the leather sofa, Wu Tianxiang's face was grim.

He was desperate to leave this city, but he had to stay and investigate until certain information could be confirmed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be facing the formidable Lin Feng, but an existence far more terrifying.

'Damn it, where the hell did this kid come from?!'

As he once again recalled Lin Feng's indifferent yet chilling eyes, the unease in Wu Tianxiang's heart intensified.

'I have to kill him!'

He practically hissed the words through clenched teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent!

「...」

Night fell. On a main road in Xijing City, now quiet in the dead of night, Lin Feng's figure suddenly appeared in the moonlight.

WHOOSH!

His steps were light and graceful, as if treading on snow without leaving a trace. In the blink of an eye, he crossed dozens of meters.

When he came to a stop, he was already standing before the main gate of a luxurious building.

He looked up at the building before him, a smile touching the corners of his lips.

'This is the place.'

Though a faint smile remained on Lin Feng's face, the killing intent in his eyes steadily grew.

He was the type who never let revenge wait until morning.

The moment Wu Tianxiang sent assassins to his estate, this became a matter of life and death for Lin Feng.

Looking at the sprawling villa before him, Lin Feng didn't hesitate for a second.

In an instant, Lin Feng transformed into a whirlwind, rocketing straight toward the villa's main gate. Before Lin Feng, who was already at the Mid Stage of Innate, the gate shattered like a toy, exploding in a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Who's there?!"

Seeing the gate destroyed, the two bodyguards in black stationed there let out a sharp cry.

SWISH!

Lin Feng didn't even deign to glance at the pair as his figure shot toward them like a phantom.

The bodyguards had just started to fight back when Lin Feng crushed their windpipes.

「...」

"So, the brat came after all!"

In a safe room deep within the villa, a grim-faced Wu Tianxiang stared at the bank of security monitors before him, his icy gaze locked onto one screen in particular.

Displayed on it was the footage of Lin Feng instantly killing the two gate guards.

Three men stood beside him. All were middle-aged, with powerful builds and extraordinary auras that clearly set them apart from ordinary people. They were evidently Cultivators, all around the Peak of Postnatal Realm.

"Young Master Wu, rest assured. We will eliminate him, root and stem!"

"Exactly. For some mere brat to dare provoke the Wu Family... he must have a death wish!"

The other two men chimed in.

"Don't be reckless. This brat is no simpleton. Even Chen Wu died by his hand. If you rush in blindly, you'll pay a heavy price. Has Wang Jing arrived?"

Wu Tianxiang's eyes glinted with murderous intent as he stared at the screen.

"Not yet, but he said he would definitely arrive here tonight!"

"Hmm. In that case, let's wait a while."

Wu Tianxiang said after a moment of thought.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but Lin Feng's battle record was so astounding that he decided to temporarily avoid a direct confrontation.

They were strong, but Lin Feng was no weakling. And Chen Wu, the man he had sent before, was an Ancient Martial Artist at the Peak of Late Stage Innate!

That level of power was formidable enough not just in Xijing City, but across the entire Mortal Realm, yet he had still died at Lin Feng's hands.

This was a testament to Lin Feng's power. Wu Tianxiang knew he was no match for Lin Feng, which was why he chose to avoid a direct confrontation.

「...」

FWOOSH!

A fierce gust of wind swept past, scattering the smell of blood that lingered in the air.

Lin Feng stood his ground, closing his eyes to sense the changes in his surroundings.

After a long moment, he opened his eyes, a biting, cold light glinting in their dark depths.

'So they've already laid an ambush, have they?'

Lin Feng muttered to himself. His ears twitched slightly. His hearing was a hundred times sharper than an ordinary person's, so nothing, not even the sound of the wind, could escape him.

'Hmph. In that case, I'll indulge you.'

With a low hum, Lin Feng started forward, stepping over the stone debris and walking toward the interior of the villa.

The path paved with pebbles was a little uncomfortable to walk on, but to Lin Feng, this was a trivial issue.

He continued to walk forward at an unhurried pace, a placid smile still on his face.

BANG!

The quiet night was shattered by a sudden gunshot. In the darkness, a slender bullet tore across a hundred meters, heading straight for Lin Feng.

"Heh."

But the instant the shot rang out, Lin Feng chuckled. With a slight twist of his body, he expertly dodged the bullet and then continued on his way.

WHIZ! WHIZ! WHIZ!

Three more shots rang out, locking onto Lin Feng's position from three different and devilishly clever angles.

Lin Feng came to an abrupt halt. He then stomped his foot hard on the ground. As his Inner Strength circulated, a torrential wave of energy burst from his sole and radiated outward in all directions.

In that instant, the pebbles beneath Lin Feng's foot exploded, revealing the hard rock layer underneath.

Lin Feng used the immense recoil to launch himself into the air, dodging the bullets fired from the shadows.

THWACK!

THWACK!

CRACK!

At the same time, Lin Feng grabbed stones from the ground and hurled them toward the villa. Every stone he threw found its mark, striking an assassin hiding in the shadows.

The assassins who were hit let out a single, wretched cry before collapsing to the ground, obviously killed on impact.

"How can this little bastard be so fast!"

Seeing this from inside the villa, Wu Tianxiang's pupils contracted. A sinister premonition rose in his heart.

'Logically, Lin Feng is only at the Late Stage of Innate. Even if he possesses speed far beyond that of a normal person, he shouldn't have been able to eliminate so many men in such a short amount of time.'

'And yet, the reality was the exact opposite. The gunmen he had arranged in the shadows hadn't even lasted a moment before being killed by Lin Feng with nothing more than pebbles picked up from the ground?!'

'Could it be...'

Suddenly, an impossible thought occurred to Wu Tianxiang.

'Could Lin Feng have already reached Innate Perfection? Or perhaps... even higher?'

But he quickly dismissed the thought. He knew for a fact that Lin Feng was two or three years younger than him.