The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

The contact man laughed and said, "You scourge of the nation, our Heaven Alliance will never let you go."

After the contact man finished speaking, a heavy punch was thrown at his face, sending his body spinning rapidly through the air.

Then another powerful punch hit his abdomen, directly knocking him into the air, crashing into the wall by the warehouse’s back door, causing a thunderous sound.

This was the effect even without channeling True Yuan, which showed that Mo Qingshuang intended to slowly torture the person in front of him to death, so he was holding back on purpose.

The contact man, knocked into the wall by Mo Qingshuang, fell to the ground and immediately spat out blood, struggling to speak.

Weakly, he reached forward with his hand, lying on the ground without the strength to get up.

Mo Qingshuang stepped forward and crushed one of his feet with force. The contact man painfully gritted his teeth but still managed to say, "You..."

Seeing this scene, Mo Qingshuang’s anger finally subsided. Now he was completely indifferent to whatever the contact man had to say.

Suddenly, someone tapped Mo Qingshuang from behind, rendering him immobile.

He tried to reopen his acupuncture points by force, but no matter how many times he tried, it was of no use.

Lin Feng walked over from behind him, smiled, and said, "Stop struggling, there’s no way you can unlock these acupuncture points."

It turned out that Lin Feng had sealed Mo Qingshuang’s pulse points with his own Inner Strength, preventing him from using his Power.

Having been ambushed by Lin Feng from behind, Mo Qingshuang looked at him with hatred, unable to utter a word.

"I’ve placed a Prohibition on your pulse points. The more you resist, the more backlash you’ll experience from the Prohibition." Just then, dozens of soldiers in finely decorated armor entered the warehouse, each holding a long spear that gleamed coldly.

Lin Feng stepped forward and spoke to the people in front of him, "Stay back, your General is in my hands. Anyone who dares to step forward will do so at their own risk."

After hearing Lin Feng’s threat, a sergeant among the soldiers began instructing them, "Don’t move. General Mo is in his hands."

The soldiers began to retreat in alarm. Lin Feng held a dagger to Mo Qingshuang’s neck, then turned to look at the contact man who had just gotten up from the ground. Lin Feng said to him, "Can you still walk?"

The contact man seemed somewhat surprised, but since Lin Feng had saved him, he gained a spark of hope for survival.

He nodded to Lin Feng, indicating that he could still walk. Understanding this, Lin Feng released an acupuncture point with his left hand, allowing Mo Qingshuang to speak and move.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Qingshuang could speak, he began shouting at the soldiers, "Ignore me, come kill him quickly!"

After hearing his words, the soldiers began to approach Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, without showing any emotion, sliced the dagger into Mo Qingshuang’s skin, causing a thin stream of blood to drip from the blade.

He said to Mo Qingshuang, "Don’t push me."

After Lin Feng spoke, Mo Qingshuang realized he wasn’t joking, and the soldiers approaching also hesitated.

Lin Feng then shouted at the soldiers, "Retreat, or I’ll kill him immediately."

Startled by Lin Feng’s shout, the soldiers began to retreat again.

After forcing the soldiers back, Lin Feng knew he couldn’t linger any longer, as the more he stayed, the more soldiers would gather outside. Besides, the Western Camp housed an army of two hundred thousand, a delay he couldn’t afford.

Lin Feng had no desire for unnecessary killing, aiming to ensure the safety of his allies and minimizing casualties among the soldiers, as all fights ultimately harmed the Mortal World.

According to his agreement with the Princess, removing the court traitors would bring justice to the Court and tranquility to the world. Even if Lin Feng killed everyone in the Western Camp today, there would still be the Southern and Northern Camps and new camps in the future. Instead of meaningless slaughter, it’s better to eliminate those who command from above, specifically the false Emperor of the Cult.

"Let’s go," Lin Feng said to the contact man beside him, who was clutching his weak body, before leading Mo Qingshuang toward the factory’s back door.

The sky outside the warehouse was bright and clear. Lin Feng walked backward out of the factory door, retreating to the stable, followed by soldiers maintaining a cautious distance, their long spears held with impressive might.

After some time, Lin Feng and his companions reached the stable.

The contact man said to Lin Feng, "Hero, this is a stable with many Spiritual Horses. Once we ride them, we can charge straight out."

Lin Feng, holding Mo Qingshuang, nodded kindly to the contact man.

Having received Lin Feng’s response, the contact man rushed into the stable.

At this point, only part of the army had arrived, though Lin Feng knew it wouldn’t be long before they fully gathered.

While being held by Lin Feng, Mo Qingshuang seemed indifferent, saying to Lin Feng as he walked under the threat, "You won’t escape our encirclement. By now, the troops have already blocked your retreat."

Mo Qingshuang spoke with a sinister smile, but Lin Feng remained unfazed. Indeed, if he could leave with the injured contact man through his own strength, why would he need the General as a hostage?

The contact man then led out two Spiritual Horses from the stable, both tall and majestic. As long as Lin Feng and his companions rode the horses to the predetermined location for evacuation, they would safely escape.

The speed of the Spiritual Horses was unmatched, leaving those behind unable to catch up, so long as flying or Sword Control wasn’t faster than the horses, making them otherwise useless.

The contact man, happy to have survived, mounted a Spiritual Horse, now waiting for Lin Feng to mount his designated one.

Lin Feng wasn’t panicked, knowing that as long as Mo Qingshuang remained in his grasp, he had no reason to panic.

Mo Qingshuang, despite being a prisoner, showed no sign of restraint or humility, acting as though he was not a hostage. Seeing Mo Qingshuang’s foolishness, Lin Feng couldn’t help but laugh. To silence him, Lin Feng sealed his speech again, placed him on a horse, and mounted himself, holding the dagger to Mo Qingshuang’s neck before saying, "Hold the reins and make the horse follow the front. If I detect any tricks, your neck gets a cut."

The dagger Lin Feng held was a specialty of Star Fall Mountain, truly a treasured blade.

It was more than enough to kill Mo Qingshuang, so he obediently complied. Unable to speak, he could only follow Lin Feng’s commands to save his life.

The soldiers behind also began to mount Spiritual Horses, but strangely, the horses wouldn’t move and began turning in circles.

It turned out the contact man had put laxatives, made from precious herbs, into the horses’ feed in the stable, which the horses couldn’t resist. The feed was prepared in advance in the Qiankun Bag and quickly devoured.