The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 16

The assassin was shocked, but Han Feng didn’t hesitate. He twisted the sword with force, shredding the man’s heart.

He knew well that Qi Refining cultivators had similar physiology to ordinary humans—stab the heart, and they die. But for Foundation Establishment cultivators and above, as long as their dantian and head were intact, they could survive.

After swiftly finishing off the first assassin, Han Feng turned his attention to the second.

The remaining assassin, eyes wide with disbelief, quickly assessed the situation and without hesitation, turned and bolted.

Han Feng had no intention of letting him escape.

He wanted to avoid calling the Enforcement Hall for now, as that would expose the fact that he had unlocked his cultivation. If Ye Longyuan found out about his real strength, he would likely send even stronger assassins after him, putting Han Feng in even greater danger.

Of course, if things got out of hand, he would still rely on the Enforcement Hall.

Han Feng channeled his wind attribute spiritual energy and gave chase. His Heavenly Wind Spirit Root gave him a huge advantage, as wind attribute cultivators were naturally fast.

In the blink of an eye, Han Feng was behind the fleeing assassin, slashing with his Windborne Sword.

Sensing danger, the assassin spun around and swung his sword to meet Han Feng’s strike.

With a loud <i>clang</i>, the sound of metal crashing against metal echoed through the night. Han Feng was forced back two steps, while the assassin was sent flying from the impact.

Judging by the assassin’s strength, he was likely at the fifth layer of Qi Refining. With Han Feng’s superior spirit root and cultivation, defeating him would be easy.

However, the assassin clearly didn’t want to continue the fight. He tossed his sword into the air, leapt upward, and landed on the flying sword, intending to flee using sword flight.

This is bad!

Han Feng’s heart sank—his opponent knew sword flight, something Han Feng hadn’t learned yet. If this guy got away, even more trouble would follow later.

Just as the situation became dire, the little fox leapt into action, jumping ahead of the fleeing assassin. Its eyes sparkled with starlight as it locked its gaze onto the assassin.

The assassin, upon seeing the fox’s glowing eyes, was hit with a wave of intense dizziness. He lost control of his sword and plummeted to the ground.

The little fox also crashed to the ground, landing on its back with a pained <i>thud</i>, crying out in discomfort.

Seizing the opportunity, Han Feng dashed forward, using his wind attribute spiritual energy to close the distance in an instant. With one swift strike, he ended the assassin’s life.

After killing both assassins, Han Feng looked up and saw two streaks of rainbow light flying toward him from the north. Someone was approaching on flying swords—he couldn’t tell if they were more assassins, members of the Enforcement Hall, or just passersby. Either way, Han Feng couldn’t afford to be seen.

He quickly grabbed the assassins’ corpses and stuffed them into his storage pouch. While storage pouches couldn’t carry living things, they could still hold dead bodies.

After that, he ran over to the little fox, scooped it up, and darted away into the darkness, weaving through the rocky terrain. In mere moments, he vanished from sight.

High above, the two figures slowed down, hovering in the sky. They were both dressed in pale blue robes, with a distinctive emblem on their chests.

The emblem depicted a sword pointing down, with a pole and two dots on either side of the hilt.

It was a scale.

This was the symbol of the Enforcement Hall, where the scale represented fairness and justice. It also signified that every disciple of the Enforcement Hall must carry a scale in their heart, ensuring impartial law enforcement.

The sword, meanwhile, symbolized judgment and punishment—the authority of the Enforcement Hall.

The square-faced disciple watched Han Feng’s swift retreat and chuckled.

“That kid’s impressive. Facing two assassins, and he turned the tables in just a few breaths, cleaning up the bodies and escaping swiftly.”

The sharp-faced disciple frowned and said,

“Senior Brother Jiang, but he killed someone. Shouldn’t we arrest him?”

“Hmph. If he had killed a fellow disciple, then yes, we’d have to arrest him. But he killed assassins—sneaky ones at that, likely hired by some shady family. They had no legitimate status, so killing them is no big deal.”

“Junior brother, as members of the Enforcement Hall, we must keep a scale in our hearts. If our disciple is attacked by assassins, it’s our duty to help him. Now that the enemy was weak and our junior brother managed to kill them, should we arrest him for defending himself?

Even if you brought this to our master, he’d commend the junior brother for his actions.

Those who hire assassins to kill their fellow sect members are the ones who deserve to be wiped out.

Honestly, I find this kid interesting. He’s decisive and ruthless—perfect material for the Enforcement Hall.

Let’s go take a look and see who he is. If he’s clean, maybe we can recruit him.”

“Alright, Senior Brother, I’ll follow your lead.”

Meanwhile, Han Feng was sprinting at full speed. After winding his way through the market town, he finally reached the foot of Luoxia Peak, where his small house was located.

He was lucky that the two Enforcement Hall disciples had been watching him from above the whole time. Otherwise, he might have lost them.

Sitting on his bed, Han Feng gasped for breath, then crossed his legs and took out a spirit stone to replenish his energy and stamina.

The battle itself hadn’t drained much of his spiritual energy or stamina, but the frantic sprint back home had taken a toll on him.

Right now, his condition wasn’t great, and he needed to recover quickly.

The little fox also looked exhausted and sluggish, sitting nearby with half-closed eyes as it nibbled on a spirit stone.

Outside, in the sky above, Senior Brother Jiang and his junior from the Enforcement Hall watched the unassuming courtyard below. The houses all looked alike, simple homes for the sect’s servant disciples.

Senior Brother Jiang frowned and said,

“Isn’t this the servant disciple living area?”

The sharp-faced junior nodded, “Yes, this looks like the living quarters for disciples responsible for tending the spirit fields. Each one has a plot of land right next to their house.”

“This is Courtyard No. 8 in the first row. Let’s go back and check the records to see who lives here.”

“Alright.”

The two Enforcement Hall disciples turned and flew toward the main peak of Luoxia, heading for the Enforcement Hall branch of the peak. Once there, they asked one of their fellow disciples for the records of the servant disciples.

“Courtyard No. 8… It’s occupied by two people: Wang Mian and Han Feng. Han Feng? That name sounds familiar,” the sharp-faced disciple said, looking at Senior Brother Jiang.

A nearby disciple from the Luoxia Peak Enforcement Hall laughed and said,

“Of course it sounds familiar. Isn’t Han Feng your brother-in-law, Jiang Huayang?”

“My brother-in-law? What are you talking about? I don’t have a brother-in-law.”

Senior Brother Jiang looked confused.

“Didn’t you hear? Two days ago, your sister Jiang Surou entered a Dao partnership with this Han Feng. Didn’t you know?”

“I had no idea. But this courtyard is occupied by just these two? Is that correct?”

Jiang Huayang asked seriously.