Luo Lingfeng’s signature technique was the Cloud Covering Hand.
However, the Qi he awakened and nurtured was of the most rigid and yang nature.
When he first entered the Luo Shui Cold Pond cave, it had no effect on him.
What others described as bone-chilling cold was, to him, something that could be slept through by simply releasing a bit of Qi to envelop his body.
On the third day after entering the Luo Shui Cold Pond cave.
His nephew, Luo Qingyu, came to visit him.
He brought good wine and food. When Luo Lingfeng inquired about the Ninth Office and the other seven great families,
Luo Qingyu told him with a worried frown that they had not yet left.
Luo Lingfeng nodded without a word; the situation inside was no different from the outside anyway.
After eating and drinking, he sent Luo Qingyu away.
On the seventh day, Luo Qingyu returned with more food and drink.
The tenth day… the fifteenth day… the thirtieth day…
Three months passed, and Luo Qingyu would visit his dear Ninth Uncle periodically.
Until the last time, when he came, after they had finished eating and drinking.
He told Luo Lingfeng that the people from the Ninth Office and the seven great families had left.
Upon hearing this, Luo Lingfeng was immediately overjoyed and left the Luo Shui Cold Pond with Luo Qingyu.
The moment he emerged, he saw someone.
Luo Lingfeng was surprised and asked, "Luo Qing, why are you here? Who allowed you into the forbidden area?"
Luo Qing was also his junior, the third eldest sister of Luo Luo's father, making her Luo Luo's aunt.
Luo Qing was already married. Married daughters were not allowed to visit the lesser world without significant reason, let alone the forbidden area.
"Ninth Uncle, I just came back to see you! It’s a big occasion that you’ve come out of seclusion!" Luo Qing said with a fawning smile.
"Oh?" Luo Lingfeng was highly suspicious.
Although he didn't manage family affairs, as people aged, they became shrewd.
He gave her a deep look and was about to walk away when a sharp gust of wind shot towards his face.
Luo Lingfeng instinctively dodged to the side.
*Clang…*
A steel needle whizzed past the tip of his nose.
It embedded itself into the mountain wall behind him.
More than two inches deep into the rock.
"Luo Lingshan?" When he saw the steel needle fly past, he knew who was attacking him.
"Eighth Brother, what are you trying to do? Are your skin itching?" Luo Lingfeng roared.
Luo Lingshan walked out from around the corner and chuckled, "Ninth Brother, I am your Eighth Brother. It’s not appropriate for you to call me that, is it?"
"Eighth Brother, stop rambling and scram, or I'll beat you!"
Luo Lingfeng and his Eighth Brother had been at odds since childhood.
Even their Qi was the opposite of each other.
One was extremely rigid and yang, while the other was incredibly yin and柔.
"Heh heh, beat you? Ninth Brother, I'm afraid you won't get your wish today!"
As soon as Luo Lingshan finished speaking, he lunged forward and struck him with a palm.
Luo Lingfeng's brow twitched. What was wrong with his Eighth Brother today? He usually ran far away whenever he saw him.
Today… he was acting a bit unusually!
Luo Lingfeng's generation was now down to three people.
The eldest was Luo Lingtian, Luo Luo's grandfather.
He should still be the Patriarch at this moment.
The remaining brothers had all kicked the bucket.
Facing Eighth Brother's palm strike, he was not panicked at all.
His Eighth Brother was idle all day. He had decent talent but didn't apply himself.
His martial skills were really not that great.
"Hmph… I think your skin is indeed itching!" Luo Lingfeng snorted, with one hand behind his back, he met the palm strike with his own.
*Bang…*
Something unexpected happened.
*Stumble, stumble, stumble…*
Luo Lingfeng, with incredulous eyes, retreated more than ten steps.
"This…" He couldn't believe it. When had Eighth Brother become so strong?
Luo Lingshan chuckled at his expression, his hands behind his back, watching him.
"Ninth Brother, you are too weak, just as weak as that old fellow!"
Luo Lingfeng was stunned. He naturally knew who the "old fellow" the other party was referring to – their eldest brother.
The current Patriarch, 'Luo Lingtian'.
He was also their eldest brother, and Luo Lingfeng knew best how strong he was.
Today, to hear his Eighth Brother call their eldest brother weak…
Something was not right…
Luo Lingfeng prepared to gather his Qi and charge at Luo Lingshan again.
Suddenly, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Hahaha…" Luo Lingshan laughed upon seeing his state.
"How is it? The Burning Blood Poison doesn't feel good, does it? I advise you not to circulate your Qi, or your most rigid and yang true Qi will only become its nourishment!"
"It took me great effort to find the poison that could infect you."
"Your rigid and yang Qi is truly troublesome; it is almost immune to all poisons."
"But you never expected that the highly valuable tonifier, the Rigid Yang Blood Ginseng, would become your fatal poison!"
"Combined with your Qi, it turned into Burning Blood Poison!"
He saw his Eighth Brother, who usually acted subserviently and dared not speak more than a few words to him, acting so brazenly.
Anger caused him to cough out another mouthful of blood.
Supporting his chest, he wiped his mouth and glanced at Luo Qingyu, who was standing by.
"Did you poison me?"
Luo Qingyu's eyes flickered, and she said indifferently, "Ninth Uncle, I was just kindly bringing you tonics! Moreover… the Old Patriarch approved my entry into the forbidden area!"
"Old Patriarch?" Luo Lingfeng was surprised.
"Heh heh, it's our eldest brother, but…"
"He has already gone to see the Old Ancestor ahead of you!"
Luo Lingshan said with a sinister smile.
*Buzz…* Luo Lingfeng's mind exploded.
How could this be? His eldest brother, the Luo family Patriarch, Luo Lingtian, was dead?
"Big Brother… how did he die?"
Although he already had an answer in his heart, he couldn't help but ask.
"Asking the obvious. Go down and ask him yourself! Eighth Uncle, don't waste words with him. The longer we delay, the more trouble we might encounter!" The speaker was Luo Qing, a married daughter of the Luo family.
At this moment, she held a black needle more than twenty centimeters long.
"You actually brought out the Soul Locking Needle from the ancestral hall!"
"You are truly insidious. You want to kill me, yet you want me to protect this small world for you?"
"Dream on!" Luo Lingfeng knew that today was his end.
His true Qi surged throughout his body, and his yang blood rapidly condensed.
His hair and beard instantly turned as white as snow, and his skin shriveled.
"Spit…" A golden bead flew directly into the Luo Shui Cold Pond cave.
His eyes lost their luster, and his body slowly fell.
"Ninth Brother… you!" Luo Lingshan, seeing this, nearly went mad.
What he had always coveted was Luo Lingfeng's yin and yang bloodline Qi.
"Qingyu, quickly enter the cave and retrieve his Qi and Blood Pearl!" Luo Lingshan roared.
"Mmm…" Luo Qingyu agreed, turned, and crawled into the cold pond cave.
Luo Qing, seeing Luo Lingfeng's withered body slowly fall.
She held the black needle and walked up to him, saying slowly, "Ninth Uncle, don't struggle anymore. You are not a soul master, you cannot use soul power. Even if you die now,"
"Your soul power will not dissipate so quickly; it will still be drawn out by the Soul Gathering Needle."
At this moment, Luo Lingfeng was at his last breath and could no longer speak.
"Hmph, hmph… Ninth Uncle, why bother? Even the Old Chairman has had his soul refined and tempered. What are you still struggling for?" Luo Qing flicked the long needle in her hand.
It directly penetrated his forehead and entered his brain.
Externally, only an inch or so remained, vibrating violently!