Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 218 - 153: Fortune Point Soaring_3

After Officer Zhao returned to the private room, Li Zhang called out with a cheerful laugh.

"My lord, please speak."

Officer Zhao had just sat down, but immediately stood back up.

"Earlier you said that Lord Director of the Prison recognizes Jiang Feng as his brother; is there much substance to this brotherhood? Do they spend much time together?"

Li Zhang asked.

"Well... Lord Director is swamped with official duties, so he rarely interacts with Jiang Feng. But regarding the White Tiger Mountain incident last time, there was a rumor that Jiang Feng, being cowardly and fearful of death, fled alone outside the city to save himself. He was slandered in the prison for it. Later, Lord Director found out and personally taught a lesson to those gossiping behind his back."

Officer Zhao explained.

"Last time when Jiang Feng was abducted by Blood Skull, it was Lord Director who went to rescue him personally."

Chu Tianhe suddenly spoke.

What Li Zhang asked at the table made him feel very odd. This guy had just begun his tenure and already thrown the entire prison, inside and out, into a state of unease. When the supervisors invited him to drink, he put on airs at the table.

What exactly does he want to do?

Chu Tianhe did not understand.

He knew Li Zhang was no fool, just had no idea what he was after.

"Heh, to have Lord Director save him personally, it seems he really does treat him like a brother."

Li Zhang nodded in response.

"Commander Chu, if it hadn’t been for you last time, when Black Tiger went into heat, I might have been finished at the prison gates."

Lin Yuanfu stood to toast Chu Tianhe.

"You’re too courteous. From now on, we’re on the same side. If you need my help, just say the word."

Chu Tianhe rose to return the toast.

No matter what Li Zhang wanted, he didn’t wish to be at odds with him.

In Willow Alley.

Jiang Feng had just left Uncle Huo’s house.

At the doorstep, he ran into Captain Yang Feng, who had come searching for him.

"Hey, Captain Yang."

"Prison Chief Jiang, I finally found you! Officer Zhao and the others are hosting a banquet at the Sun and Moon Building to welcome Grand Commander Li and the others. Grand Commander Li has specifically asked to see you. Please come with me quickly!"

Yang Feng urged anxiously.

Afraid to waste any time and risk punishment upon return.

"Alright, I’ll go with you."

Jiang Feng frowned. Since Li Zhang requested him, he couldn’t refuse to go.

So, the two headed to the Sun and Moon Building.

The Sun and Moon Building was under the Seventh Prince’s control. Major leaders of the Black Market often frequented the place. When Jiang Feng arrived, the first floor was packed to the brim.

After Chu Yuyan’s death—

A new courtesan appeared in Sun and Moon Building.

Her name was Meng Wanqing.

Her beauty and talent were no less than Chu Yuyan’s. With the Sun and Moon Building marketing her, she was now famous throughout Dragon Capital. Every day, countless young nobles and even court officials flocked to see her.

When Jiang Feng entered, several socialites were dancing for entertainment, stirring up waves of applause.

"My lord, Prison Chief Jiang has arrived."

Yang Feng led Jiang Feng into the private room, glancing at him with envy before withdrawing.

"Gentlemen, you called me over—what do you ask of me?"

Jiang Feng stood respectfully in the corner.

"No need for such formality, Prison Chief Jiang. I merely asked you to join us for drinks. After all, since we’ll be working together in the future, we’re as brothers now, aren’t we?"

Li Zhang got up, came over, and put his arm around Jiang Feng’s shoulder in a friendly way.

"You honor me too much, my lord."

Jiang Feng replied with feigned humility, while sensing that Li Zhang’s arm carried a strange force, trying to enter his body, as if to probe his strength. Unfortunately, though the force was special, as an Innate Powerhouse, how could Li Zhang easily figure out his background?

Within the prison—

Many knew him as a martial artist.

Thus, Jiang Feng’s strength was always limited to—

Middle Third Grades.

Li Zhang caught this force as well—slightly surprised but thinking it reasonable. No way would he believe Jiang Feng was just an ordinary Little Prison Chief. For Han Dong to acknowledge him as a brother, he must be exceptional.

Middle Third-Grade cultivation.

Staying low-key in prison, not causing trouble for those above—indeed, that was how to earn appreciation.

"Tonight, there’s no distinction of rank at this table—just drink to your heart’s content!"

Li Zhang let go, signaling Jiang Feng to take a seat.

Jiang Feng nodded. For a brief moment, a thread of energy shot from his fingertips—that was the peculiar force left behind by Li Zhang. Finding it strange, as it was about to dissipate, he caught and examined it for a while.

"Prison Chief Jiang, let’s toast Lord Li and Lord Lin together."

Chu Tianhe stood up.

"Yes."

Jiang Feng raised his cup and cooperated smoothly the entire time.

And so, the group drank into the deep of night.

The Captains outside also kept guard until late. Only after Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu left did they disperse, not forgetting to greet Jiang Feng as they went. It was clear Li Zhang’s favor toward Jiang Feng made them realize more than ever that this "little brother" was truly valued.

Jiang Feng walked alone back to Willow Alley.

"Soul Power... Li Zhang is an Upper Third-Grade Martial Artist, and a Beast Master with strong soul force."

Now Jiang Feng understood why Li Zhang’s energy felt so unique.

It was the soul power of a Beast Master.

Soul power is the key strength to control spirit pets. Cultivating it is extremely difficult. A Third-Rank Beast Master like Lin Yuanfu could only grasp the thinnest thread of soul power. To let someone feel it so clearly, as Li Zhang did, there was still a long road ahead for him.

Conservatively—

Li Zhang’s beast mastery was at least Sixth Grade or above.

Back at White Tiger Mountain, that elder Beast Master controlled Black Phoenix to attack Han Dong using nothing but formidable soul force.

Still, Li Zhang’s soul force was less than that elder’s.

But he seemed able to use it to probe one’s cultivation level. When he put his arm around Jiang Feng earlier, Jiang Feng felt that if not for being on guard and having high cultivation, it would have been easy to be seen through by Li Zhang without even realizing it.

"The Seventh Prince wouldn’t send Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu to Zhenbei Prison for no reason. Li Zhang’s actions are a bit unusual—almost like he’s here to scout out Zhenbei Prison’s secrets. I wonder what the Seventh Prince is after."

Jiang Feng felt puzzled inside.

"So, how was it?"

On the road back, Lin Yuanfu asked.

The two of them rode in a spacious coach.

"No results for now. Jiang Feng can probably be ruled out—not the man we’re looking for."

Li Zhang replied.

"Even so, when the time comes, we can still try to use him. I just feel Han Dong is too close to him—why would he risk so much for Jiang Feng and go after Blood Skull?"

Lin Yuanfu said.

"At most, after a month or so, my soul power will improve. Then I’ll check Jiang Feng again—maybe there’ll be unexpected gains."

Li Zhang still found Jiang Feng suspicious. The soul force passed through his body, but everything it sensed seemed shrouded in mist.

"Just because he saw Loulan Slash at the academy, it’s hard to say for sure he’s a Demon Sect member. But if we can find a clue on him, our lord will gain Yun Gui Sect’s support, and controlling imperial authority will be much easier in the future."

Lin Yuanfu analyzed.

"In any case, while Han Dong is away, we need to investigate Zhenbei Prison thoroughly—inside and out. Best if we can get to the truth and figure out who killed Jin Muchuan, and who’s backing Han Dong."

Li Zhang nodded.

On the way, Jiang Feng silently muttered in his heart: "Show panel information."

The panel opened automatically.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 178516

Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Minor Achievement+)

Skills: Loulan Slash (Great Success+), Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+), Three-legged Body Technique (Mastery+)

Realm: Innate (Primordial Realm)

Divine Power: Immortality

"Nearly twenty thousand increase at once—just what kind of danger does Li Zhang pose for my fortune to go up this much in a single stroke?"

Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

His Fortune Points had finally broken through one hundred and sixty thousand.

Tai Chi Longevity Skill also had a plus sign now.

But Jiang Feng couldn’t be happy at this moment.

He felt trouble was headed his way.

"Sister Dong said before—they serve the Seventh Prince. Could it be..."

"All this time, I’ve only been dealing with the Second Prince and Xiao Zhan, but overlooked the Seventh Prince. Now the Second Prince is on the decline—if I were the Seventh Prince, wouldn’t I seize this opportunity to rise?"

"But what must he do to truly rise?"

Jiang Feng frowned deeply.

His gaze followed the direction of Li Zhang’s departing coach. After a moment’s thought, he followed after it directly.

Outside the Commander’s Mansion.

Jiang Feng watched as Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu got down from their coach and went inside.

The place they were staying was the Commander’s Mansion that Cao Zhengyang once lived in.

"The Seventh Prince sent them to Zhenbei Prison to help Yun Gui Sect’s people investigate who belongs to the Demon Sect. How did he know I’d be hiding in Zhenbei Prison? Was it a coincidence, or did someone leave a trace?"

Jiang Feng felt something was wrong.

He caught up.

He overheard Li Zhang and Lin Yuanfu’s conversation in the coach.

He learned they knew he’d witnessed Loulan Slash at the academy and that’s why they were suspicious of him. Jiang Feng felt nothing particular at that, but hearing them say they’d thoroughly investigate Zhenbei Prison while Han Dong was away, he realized the Seventh Prince was growing suspicious of Zhenbei Prison.

But why would the Seventh Prince suspect Zhenbei Prison?

This was what Jiang Feng currently could not foresee, and made him feel extra troubled.