Chapter 665: Suspicion, Borrowing a Treasure

“Lin Village Chief, Special Envoy Fang, your presence brings great honor to my humble Fubo Cave!”

“Not at all. Younger Brother Qin Feng’s strength is astounding. You subdued a Quasi-Saint Level True Dragon with a mere wave of your hand. With such power, becoming a Mountain Lord or even a Village Chief in the future is just a matter of time!”

“You’re too kind. You two senior brothers flatter me!”

Inside the Unity Hall, cups were raised and wine flowed freely.

Qin Feng took out quite a few fine items.

There were Spiritual Flowers and Fruits, as well as some Jade Spirit Wine aged for three or four thousand years.

The mood was jovial, and everyone was having a wonderful time.

Just as the banquet was reaching its peak, Inspector Fang Zhongyuan, seated at the head of the table, suddenly spoke.

“Nephew Qin, I am a Sixth-class Patrol Envoy of the Supervision Hall. To be frank, I didn’t just happen to be passing by your Fubo Cave. I’ve received a report stating that you murdered Divine General Long Jun Nian of Yingyue Peak’s Ice Division. Is there any truth to this matter?”

His gaze turned sharp as he stared at Qin Feng.

The atmosphere of the entire banquet changed, suddenly turning cold as all eyes fell upon Qin Feng.

“Junior Martial Uncle Fang, what is the meaning of this? Who is this Long Jun Nian? I’m afraid I don’t know him,” Qin Feng said, looking at Fang Zhongyuan.

“Junior Martial Uncle Fang, I suspect this is the work of someone who is unhappy about my promotion to True Inheritance and is deliberately trying to frame me. I hope Special Envoy Fang will ensure justice is done!”

“Nephew Qin, you’re not being sincere. According to the intelligence I have obtained, you and that Long Jun Nian met at the True Inheritance Hall, and there was some friction between you. This was witnessed by all!” Fang Zhongyuan’s gaze was like a torch, boring into Qin Feng.

“Oh, now that Junior Martial Uncle Fang mentions it, I do seem to recall. However, I never pay much mind to insignificant people with whom I have no connection. Why do you ask? Junior Martial Uncle Fang, has something happened to Long Jun Nian?”

Qin Feng remained unmoved, his expression unchanging.

“Yes. I heard he fell for no apparent reason while on a mission. The entire Supervision Hall is now searching for evidence, and anyone connected to him will be a suspect.”

Fang Zhongyuan stared intently at Qin Feng, but Qin Feng gave nothing away.

His expression showed neither joy nor anger; it was impossible to read anything from it.

But the more he acted this way, the more suspicious Fang Zhongyuan became.

It was a gut feeling.

Qin Feng wasn’t worried in the slightest. Long Jun Nian leading others to obstruct his path was not an honorable act to begin with.

Even if the Supervision Hall found out the truth, he would still be the one in the right.

Obstructing a breakthrough like the Heaven and Earth Creation and disciples turning on each other were major taboos in the sect.

As for twisting the truth, that was simply impossible. Within the sect, there were experts who cultivated time-related Divine Abilities. As long as they found the location, a Water Mirror projection would reveal everything.

Besides, this whole affair was a scandal. If word got out, the Star Sect’s reputation would be greatly damaged.

Qin Feng was certain that Yu Huatian and the others would have no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.

“The innocent are self-evident, as are the guilty!” Qin Feng raised his Jade Cup and gestured to Fang Zhongyuan.

“A fine ‘innocent are self-evident, as are the guilty’!” Fang Zhongyuan’s gaze turned slightly colder. In his eyes, Qin Feng had both the motive and the means.

First, the two of them had bad blood.

Second, Qin Feng’s strength was formidable.

Fang Zhongyuan might not have suspected him before. But now, after seeing Qin Feng suppress a Quasi-Saint Level Innate True Dragon single-handedly, his suspicion had skyrocketed.

He just lacked evidence for now, but Fang Zhongyuan was confident it wouldn’t be long before there was a conclusion.

The Supervision Hall had existed for countless years and naturally had its own unique methods. It had many masters of Celestial Secret Divination. If they put their full effort into a deduction, Fang Zhongyuan was sure the truth would come to light.

“Well then, Nephew Qin, watch your step. The Supervision Hall will not wrong an innocent person, but neither will we let any murderer go free!!”

Fang Zhongyuan set down his cup, walked down from his seat, and left the Unity Hall a few steps later.

Watching his departing figure, Qin Feng knew that the death of a True Inheritance disciple was an extremely serious matter.

“Junior Brother Qin, don’t pay it any mind. That is the Cultivation Path of the experts from the Supervision Hall. They are upright and strict, fair and just, utterly impartial!”

Lin Guangdong said with a smile, raising his cup.

Qin Feng had heard a little about the Supervision Hall’s Cultivation Path. Their True Inheritance scripture, the *Cyan Blood and Dark Nether Scripture*, was a True Inheritance of the Great Dao that integrated the concepts of judgment, light, and the balance between good and evil.

According to rumor, the Supervision Hall had even taken down a Sect Leader of the Star Sect once.

Qin Feng nodded.

With Fang Zhongyuan gone, the atmosphere between the two of them became more harmonious.

After three rounds of drinks, Lin Guangdong suddenly spoke.

“Junior Brother Qin, when it comes to delicacies, there’s a saying: donkey meat on earth, dragon meat in heaven. The meat of an Innate True Dragon, in particular, is a delicacy that few food-loving Martial Arts Strongmen can refuse!”

“If Senior Brother Lin hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten,” Qin Feng chuckled. “I did happen to hunt an Innate True Dragon!”

With a thought from Qin Feng, a section of a dragon’s tail appeared silently in the hall.

Rich essence qi diffused from it, forming a tangible, brilliant glow. The drifting fragrance provoked the restless roars of many Spirit Beasts in the village.

Along with the dragon tail came an extremely dense innate dragon’s might. Sheng Yue, Zhang Xun, and Li Wu, who were seated with them, sucked in a sharp breath, a hint of terror in their hearts.

A tiger’s might lingers even in death!

The lingering pressure of a Quasi-Saint Beast was not something that experts of the Condensing Vein Realm could withstand.

“Who? Who stole Eighth Master’s snack?”

Qin Feng’s brow twitched. He saw a squirming in the flesh of the dragon tail, and several drunk-looking black crows flew out from within.

There was also a Little Sky Split Beast, looking adorably clumsy as if drunk. It was holding a piece of glowing dragon meat in its small claws, happily munching away with its small eyes squinted. Its gray scales emitted a translucent luster, faintly shaking the Void.

“A Sky Split Beast?” Lin Guangdong’s heart stirred. A flicker of greed flashed through his eyes, gone in an instant. The next moment, his gaze landed on the black crow, Eighth Master, and he frowned.

‘An ordinary crow?’

Eighth Master’s origins were extremely mysterious; even he couldn’t see through its background.

Taking in Lin Guangdong’s expression, especially that fleeting glint of greed, Qin Feng sneered inwardly.

Qin Feng knew exactly what Lin Guangdong was after.

‘He’s after the Innate Dragon Pill.’

‘Isn’t he afraid of getting burned?’

“You two little rascals! Your master hasn’t even had a bite of this Innate True Dragon meat, and you’re already sneaking some!” Qin Feng scolded with a laugh. An invisible hand grabbed the two greedy critters and set them aside.

“Please excuse them, Senior Brother Lin. I’ve spoiled these two. They’ve become lawless and have no manners!”

Seeing Qin Feng actually start setting up a stove and cauldron to cook the dragon meat, Lin Guangdong shifted in his seat, inwardly annoyed.

‘There’s no way Qin Feng doesn’t know what I want.’

“Junior Brother Qin, I was wondering how you plan to handle that Innate Dragon Pill. If you’re willing to part with it… your senior brother here has been cultivating a Poison Element Great Divine Power recently. If I had that Dragon Pill, I might be able to master a Forbidden Great Divine Power!” Lin Guangdong dropped all pretense, looking directly at Qin Feng with a sharp glint in his eyes.

Qin Feng scoffed. Who would be willing to give away a Treasure like the Innate Dragon Pill?

Lin Guangdong’s words were basically the equivalent of asking someone, “Can you give me your entire family fortune?”

“I’m afraid I have to disappoint you, Senior Brother. I have other important uses for this item!” Qin Feng refused him point-blank.

“Junior Brother, why be so stubborn? The Innate Dragon Pill is a matter of great importance. I know you’re reluctant to part with it, but my Divine Ability is truly at a critical juncture. It’s precisely a Divine Object nurtured by Innate Poisonous Essence Qi like this that I lack. Can’t you just do your Senior Brother this small favor?” Lin Guangdong looked at Qin Feng with a sincere expression.