Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 324 Searching for Lin Feng

"Do you have any new news about the Star Blade?" the old man spoke slowly. His voice was deep and magnetic, yet it held an undeniable authority. Every word he spoke was like a hammer, hammering down on the hearts of those around him.

"Master, we've received news that the Star Blade may be in the hands of someone named Lin Feng," one of the men replied respectfully. He lowered his head, not daring to look the Master in the eye, and leaned forward slightly, demonstrating his awe for the Master.

"Lin Feng? Go investigate! Find out everything about him!" A cold glint flashed in the old man's eyes. He sat up slightly straighter, his hands unconsciously clenching the armrests of his armchair. He was the leader of a major faction in the martial arts world and had long coveted the Star Blade. Now, upon learning of this new clue, a strong desire ignited within him, determined to obtain it.

At the same time, other factions also took action. They sent out their most elite spies, specially trained experts skilled in concealing their whereabouts and gathering intelligence. They began to secretly inquire about Lin Feng in the martial arts world, not missing any possible clues.

Some forces have deployed spies in taverns and inns across various cities, disguised as ordinary bartenders, waiters, or even tourists. In a bustling tavern, a seemingly honest bartender wiped his glasses while keeping an eye on the patrons. His gaze seemed casual, but he was secretly observing everyone's words and actions. When he heard a customer mention the name "Lin Feng," his ears twitched slightly, but his expression remained calm. He continued to perform his duties as if nothing had happened, waiting for the right moment to obtain more information.

Some forces penetrated every corner of the underworld, interrogating all manner of people. In a remote town, a spy in black nightgown located a local thief. Hidden in a dark alley, the thief was counting his stolen property. Upon seeing the spy suddenly appear, he trembled with fear and nearly dropped the treasure in his hands.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you a few questions." The spy said coldly. His eyes were like an icy blade, making the thief feel a chill.

"Sir, what do you want to ask?" the thief stammered, his body unconsciously shrinking back, trying to keep some distance from the spy.

"Have you heard of Lin Feng?" the spy asked, his eyes fixed on the thief, not missing any subtle changes in his expression.

The thief hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "No... I haven't heard of it."

The spy frowned, took out a silver ingot from his pocket and threw it at the thief's feet: "Think about it again."

The thief looked at the black crystal coins on the ground, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He licked his lips and said, "Sir, I really haven't heard of it. But...but I can help you find out."

The spy nodded and said, "Find out as soon as possible. If you have any news, come to the dilapidated temple at the entrance of the town to find me. If you dare to play tricks on me, you know the consequences." After saying that, the spy flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

Now, spies from various major forces are also secretly inquiring about Lin Feng's whereabouts.

In a tavern in Xixuan City, two spies were disguised as ordinary diners, sitting in a corner and whispering. The tavern was noisy, with patrons talking and laughing loudly, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

"Have you heard anything about Lin Feng?" a spy whispered. He wore a tattered gray robe and a bamboo hat that covered most of his face. He kept glancing toward the tavern entrance, as if worried someone might discover their identities.

"I heard he's left West Xuan City, apparently to rescue his lover," another spy replied. A faint scar on his face gave him a fierce look. As he spoke, he took a sip of wine and observed his surroundings from the corner of his eye.

"He loves someone?"

"Yes, her name seems to be Chen Xiner. She's missing. She might have been captured and sent to Jinyan City."

"Then let's pass the news back quickly, maybe we can accomplish great things." After saying that, the two looked at each other, then quietly left the tavern and disappeared into the crowd.

Soon, news spread throughout the martial arts world that Lin Feng had left Xixuan City to rescue Chen Xiner, and that Chen Xiner had disappeared and possibly been sent to Jinyan City. Upon learning of this, the major factions intensified their efforts. Those already searching for the Star Blade now set their sights on Lin Feng. They knew that if they could find Lin Feng, they might also find the Star Blade.

In a small town, a group of underworld people sat in a teahouse, talking about the latest underworld events.

"Have you heard? That Lin Feng has the combat power of a grandmaster!" A young swordsman said excitedly, his eyes flashing with admiration for the strong.

"Grand Master? That's incredible! No wonder all the major forces are looking for him." An old man shook his head and said with a worried look on his face.

"Do you think he really has the Star Blade?" a woman asked curiously.

"Who knows? But if we can find him, maybe we can solve the mystery of the Star Blade." Another martial artist replied.

At this time, some forces have sent their own grandmasters to search for Lin Feng. These grandmasters are all well-known figures in the martial arts world, and their appearance makes the pursuit even more intense.

In a dense forest, a Grandmaster in a white robe stood quietly beneath a large tree. His robes fluttered in the wind, unwrinkled, as if blending seamlessly with the surrounding nature. His face was handsome yet aloof, his eyes deep as the abyss, as if he could see through everything. In his hand, he held a sword radiating a cold glow. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with precious gems, gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight. He was a top master of a certain sect, sent out to search for Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, I hope you won't let me down." He said softly, his voice like a clear mountain spring, yet with an undeniable majesty. With that, he flashed like a white bird, disappearing into the depths of the forest.

In another direction, a Grandmaster in black armor was leading a group of his men. His armor was engraved with mysterious runes, emitting a powerful aura. His face was resolute, and his eyes were cold and resolute.

"Hurry up! We must find Lin Feng before anyone else!" He roared, his voice like thunder, echoing through the valley. Upon hearing this, his men quickened their pace, raising a cloud of dust.