History's Number 1 Founder

Even though he regularly screwed the crap out of people, Lin Feng had always persisted in believing that he was still a noble man, a pure man, a man with morals, a man who was above vulgarity, a kind hearted man.     

As a good person, he must have the most basic heart of compassion and sympathy.     

Even though he didn't know what kind of character the commanding general of the Divine Martial Army troops had, once the army invaded the mountains, the people of this small mountain village would definitely suffer.     

Lin Feng shook the Black Cloud Flag and directly kidnapped that Divine Martial field officer.     

The field officer’s eyes flashed and he looked at the black space in the Black Cloud Flag, "A spatial type magic item, or an aurous core stage magic item?". Rapidly making a clear judgment, the Divine Martial field officer put away the voice transmission crystal.     

Facing the spatial obstruction of the Black Cloud Flag, even if he crushed the voice transmission crystal he would still be unable to get in touch with the outside world.     

Lin Feng was also observing him. He discovered that the field officer did not look flustered from being trapped and unable to communicate with others.     

In fact, at this moment, the expression on this Divine Martial field officer’s face actually had a bit of relieved ease.     

A thought appeared in Lin Feng’s heart and he asked, "What is your name?".     

That Divine Martial field officer said calmly, "I am Dao Zhiqiang, the Zhou Dynasty Divine Martial Army vanguard, left wing brigade one captain.".     

Lin Feng nodded his head, "Who is the commanding Divine Martial Army general this time?".     

But this time Dao Zhiqiang did not respond and only quietly stared at Lin Feng.     

Lin Feng glanced at him, "Besides your name, don’t even think about getting any military intelligence from your mouth, is this what you are thinking?".     

Dao Zhiqiang smiled, "You are a smart person.".     

Lin Feng shook his head, "Unfortunately, you aren’t. If I really want to know something, I would simply refine your soul. Do you think you can hide anything from me?".     

"Then that depends on whether or not you have that ability."Dao Zhiqiang’s expression slightly changed and he said heavily.     

Lin Feng chuckled, "Loyalty? I’ve observed you for a long time, I can see that you don’t actually want to pass back the information here to your superior?".     

Dao Zhiqiang instantly fell silent. He lowered his head, not saying a word.     

"Think about what course you want to follow." Lin Feng waved his sleeve and directly left the Black Cloud Flag.     

Lin Feng left and Dao Zhiqiang didn’t have any thoughts of resisting or struggling. Instead, he sat straight down and spaced out at the black void.     

Seeing this, Lin Feng had an idea in his heart, "Looks like the commanding Divine Martial Army general this time has very heavy bloodlust, to the point where even his own subordinates are worried about him slaughtering civilian mortals.".     

"This Dao Zhiqiang, even though he possessed the discipline of a soldier, he also had his own ideas." Lin Feng thought, "The Zhou Emperor and the Marquis of Xuanji may have been able to gather and drill cultivators into soldiers, but they were ultimately not a genuine army.".     

Cultivators who sought to be unrestrained and free, their nature naturally contradicted that of the army’s mentality.     

No matter how Dao Zhiqiang struggled, Lin Feng had absolute certainty that he could suppress Dao Zhiqiang with ease. So he didn't pay any attention to him and left him to his own devices in the Black Cloud Flag.     

Lin Feng searched in the village for a short while and very quickly found a lone Covenant of Liefeng cultivator.     

Nowadays, Xiao Budian’s technique of knocking people out from behind has already had faint signs of the student surpassing the teacher, but Lin Feng was after all the founder of this "school secret technique". He had a deeper grasp of the three-word formula quick, accurate and ruthless.     

The person was is just a little Qi Cultivation stage cultivator. With Lin Feng silently sneaking to behind his back, he was directly put down with one hit without even making a sound.     

Smacking the back of his head and then not waiting for his body to slump down, Lin Feng had already swiftly supported his body and dragged him into a corner without any people.     

Directly opening his storage bag, Lin Feng threw a couple of loose items all to the side and picked up a small wooden sword for close examination.     

The workmanship of the wooden sword was very detailed. The material of the wood itself was not outstanding, but on the sword handle, there was a small crystal the size of a grain of sand embedded into it.     

Its size may have been extremely small, but the crystal shimmered with light, shining like the dazzling stars at night.     

"Galactic sand!". Lin Feng inhaled a deep breath. The little crystal embedded in the wooden sword was the galactic sand he had been looking for.     

Even though there was only one grain of galactic sand, Lin Feng already knew that he found the right place.     

If every Covenant of Liefeng cultivator had only one wooden sword like this, just the galactic sand on these wooden swords together was already a considerable amount.     

Lin Feng took a guess in his heart.     

These wooden sword magic items helped the members of the Covenant of Liefeng distinguish the path in the Great Swamp of the Ancient Regions. It allowed them to walk in the vast marsh that was enveloped in the miasma, where the spiritual energy was chaotic and it was difficult for one’s consciousness to have an effect. It very likely did not determine direction.     

Instead, the wooden swords were always pointing in one direction, and that was this stretch of desert, this lone mountain in this desert.     

Then, what is the principle behind this wooden sword magic item?     

Could it be that there was a massive galactic sand vein buried here, then after the galactic sand produced here was embedded in a wooden sword and then refined using a secret technique, it developed a special connection with the vein and was constantly pointing to the direction of the vein?     

Thinking along these lines, Lin Feng didn’t hesitate anymore and activated the wooden sword with his mana.     

The wooden sword spun around a few circles in the air and then stopped. The tip of the sword pointed in a direction.     

Lin Feng followed the direction the tip of the sword was pointing towards and looked over. That place was the end of the village and coincidentally behind the big house where Yue Hongyan taught the village kids Tao techniques.     

After going around the big house there was a pile of rubble. Dozen meter long boulders were randomly piled together like a small mountain.     

Lin Feng went past the boulders and saw a pitch-black hole in the ground in the middle of the rubble.     

Entering into the hole, Lin Feng instantly wrinkled his brow.     

The spiritual energy within the hole was actually extremely pure. This made Lin Feng who had been in the Great Swamp of the Ancient Regions for nearly a month a bit unable to adapt.     

But this was definitely not a good thing. Impure spiritual energy suddenly becoming pure was not something that could be accomplished by a simple treasure or spirit stone vein.     

It could only be under the effect of a certain great cultivator doing something or someone laying down a powerful formation here that the originally impure and chaotic spiritual energy could become pure and ordered.     

And as for Lin Feng, no matter which one of these two cases it was, neither proved good news.     

Lin Feng raised his vigilance and walked down following the tunnel.     

After a while, the scenery in front suddenly lit up.     

A light golden sand dune appeared in front of Lin Feng. Countless grains of sands sparkled brilliantly with a golden glow.     

At the bottom of the dune, a stretch of desert was divided by a couple streams of water. The water flowed quietly and the sound of flowing water carried a strange rhythm that made people feel instantly refreshed from mere listening.     

But Lin Feng became increasingly more vigilant. These streams of water looked random and divided the golden desert into scattered plots, but they vaguely formed a massive Sigil.     

It was exactly this sigil that former a profound spell formation that caused the spiritual energy in the hole to become pure.     

Lin Feng looked towards the tip of the sand dune, there was a person sitting there.     

Seated was a white-clothed youth, he looked to be in very poor health and his face was pale. Even by just sitting there, there was still cold sweat constantly appearing from his forehead.     

But Lin Feng didn’t dare to have the slightest thoughts of looking down on him.     

Even if that white-clothed youth looked really weak like he was seriously ill, Lin Feng was entirely unable to see through the depths of his cultivation level.     

But at the same time, Lin Feng could faintly sense that there was an intimate connection between the white-clothed youth, the golden sand dune beneath him and the water stream sigil formation.     

Being able to control such a massive spell formation, he naturally wasn't a regular person who had never cultivated before.     

And yet, Lin Feng was unable to see through the depths of his cultivation level. That means there was only one possibility, the actual cultivation level of this white-clothed youth was far above Lin Feng.     

While Lin Feng was pondering, the white-clothed youth suddenly opened his mouth.     

"A cultivator of the Zhou Empire? To actually be able to sneak into here, Yue Hongyan and the others are becoming more negligent.".     

As he finished speaking, the white-clothed youth released a dry cough and the desert beneath Lin Feng’s feet suddenly started to tremor.