Chapter Fifteen: Liberation from Death

  Ye Feng wasn't a different kind of king from Hai Long, even if he didn't owe him anything, but seeing him suffer like this every day would still leave a bad taste in his heart.

  Ye Feng was not afraid of Knife Brother at all. In his eyes, this tall and strong-looking Knife Brother, even if he had good martial arts skills, would not be a match for him, who had already entered the initial stage of Qi refining. Even if he didn't understand the intricacies of martial arts, Ye Feng believed that with just his physical strength and speed, he could still handle Knife Brother.

  The real reason is that Ye Feng was afraid of trouble, or to put it more bluntly, Ye Feng was somewhat selfish.

  If Ye Feng were to provoke Wang Hailong and his gang, he would definitely bring endless trouble upon himself. In the past, Ye Feng had thought of deliberately provoking trouble and being sent back to the isolation chamber again, but that idea was gone now. Although this method could provide him with a very advantageous opportunity for cultivation and collecting soul fragments, after the case file was submitted to court, it would be extremely disadvantageous to him. Even if he were to clear his name in the end by revealing the truth behind the intentional murder case, his bad record in the detention center would still be detrimental to him.

  The last time he broke an old man's leg, Ye Feng thought it was self-defense, but the police and judges wouldn't think so. Without evidence or witnesses to testify, his actions would be considered intentional injury and provocation.

  So, Yefeng, who realized this point, would never have the idea of actively entering the sealed room again. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary and forced to do so, Yefeng could not bring more trouble upon himself.

  For Ye Feng, cultivating and collecting Soul Flags is now the most important thing, everything else is unimportant to him.

  Wang Hailong's pleading and complaints, Daoge's provocation and cold smile, what do they count for in the face of cultivation and collecting souls?

  Ye Feng must consider for himself, for future freedom, for clearing his name, and for revenge against Liu Yong and Liu Mei.

  Dage saw Ye Feng still didn't have any expression, the arrogance in his heart became more and more proud, one foot stepped on the dragon plate in front of Ye Feng, seemingly talking to Wang Hailong who was lying on the ground, but the meaning of the words were actually directed at Ye Feng.

  "I'm telling you, Wang Hailong, you're really fucking stupid. Relying on a pretty boy to help you, with this weak and timid appearance, yet someone says he's very capable, I'm speechless, capable my ass."

  As soon as Knife Brother said this, many people in the cell laughed loudly, especially those old ghosts who didn't get along with Ye Feng, whose laughter was the loudest.

  Ye Feng could naturally hear the naked provocation in Dao Ge's words and realized that Dao Ge was very likely to want to switch from a hidden fight to an open one with him.

  Then Ye Feng did something next.

  Ye Feng raised his hand, clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the dragon board.

  Ye Feng didn't dare say that this punch of his could move mountains and shatter rocks, a power of that degree might have to wait until he entered the fourth or fifth floor of the Nine Star Pagoda. However, with this punch, he was still able to smash off a large piece of the wooden dragon board.

  With a dull thud, debris scattered everywhere, and the hard wooden board in front of Ye Feng's bed was smashed open, revealing a gaping hole.

  No one laughed again, Ye Feng could hear many people making a "hiss" sound, Knife Brother also stopped talking, lowered his head to take a look at the gap in the dragon plate, turned around and returned to his own bed.

  Ye Feng finally got down from the bed and helped Wang Hailong back onto his own bed. At this time, Wang Hailong's face was covered in filth and smelled terrible. Ye Feng found a towel, wet it with water, and handed it to him, saying: "Wipe yourself clean and go to sleep early."

  Wang Hailong didn't move, stupidly leaning against the head of the bed, as if he hadn't heard Ye Feng speak at all. His face looked very pale and his eyes were a bit dull.

  Ye Feng didn't say anything else, he felt that it was enough to have made it this far. He returned to his bed, lay down, and entered the Nine Star Tower in his consciousness, beginning the cultivation that he would do every other night.

  Ye Feng is now arranged to cultivate like this, if he cultivates tonight, then tomorrow night he will collect souls, and the night after tomorrow he will continue to cultivate, alternating in this way, without delay.

  However, relatively speaking, collecting souls is more important for Ye Feng at the moment, so in the last two nights of the seven days, Ye Feng will not cultivate and instead focus on collecting souls.

  It's equivalent to Ye Feng practicing for three nights and collecting souls for four nights within seven days, with one more night of soul collection than practice.

  A night of focused cultivation, Ye Feng's cultivation progress finally increased to seventeen percent, and he believed that it wouldn't be long before he could increase it to twenty percent. This way, he would save one hundred points of soul energy bonus.

  These days, as long as he cultivates, the alarm clock in the cell won't ring. Ye Feng absolutely wouldn't consciously leave the space ahead of time because he didn't want to waste a single minute or second.

  But today, Ye Feng suddenly sensed a burst of screams and shouts in the real world from within the second floor of the Space Tower, the voices were very loud and chaotic, he had no choice but to end his cultivation ahead of schedule, his consciousness left the space and returned to his physical body.

  Opening his eyes, he found that everyone in the cell had gotten up. Ye Feng looked outside and saw that the sky was still a bit dark, it was just past 5 am, why did these people get up so early as if they were possessed?

  Although he opened his eyes, Ye Feng didn't get up and remained lying in bed, wanting to see what had happened.

  He saw many people crowded in the direction of the toilet, most of them muttering something, and their voices sounded very unnatural.

  Ye Feng listened carefully.

  "Some people said: 'He looks like he's already dead, don't touch him at all costs.'"

  "Some people say: 'Damn, I didn't expect that. Maybe after some time this kid will be able to get out, damn it's unbelievable.'"

  "Some people said: 'Don't move him at all, wait for the police to come.'"

  Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's heart suddenly skipped a beat; he could probably guess what had happened.

  Ye Feng hastily jumped off the dragon board, without even bothering to put on his clothes, and took a big stride across.

  He pushed away the people in front of him and squeezed to the very front. At a glance, his heart sank.

  A young man was lying on the ground next to the toilet, his eyes tightly closed, his face deathly pale and terrifying. Next to his body was a "rope" made of clothes, pants, towels, etc. tied together. There was a very obvious purple mark on his neck. He lay motionless on the ground, looking like he was dead.

  This man is none other than Wang Hailong.

  Everyone was standing around watching, pointing and staring, including Knife Brother, who looked a bit tense and shocked at the moment, just like everyone else, he was just standing there looking.

  At this time, Ye Feng couldn't help but think about anything else. Suddenly, he had a very strong sense of regret in his heart. He felt that if Wang Hailong really died, then at least part of the reason would be attributed to him.

  If he had been willing to help Wang Hailong, Wang Hailong might not have chosen the extreme path of hanging himself. In fact, Wang Hailong had made a last plea for his help just the night before, but he chose to turn a deaf ear to Wang's plight because he was afraid of getting involved in trouble.

  Under the torture and humiliation of Dage and others, Wang Hailong collapsed. From being deceived by Lao Lang's gang to suffering from Dage's humiliation today, Ye Feng didn't know what emotional ups and downs and changes had occurred in Wang Hailong's heart. In the end, judging from Wang Hailong's performance, he chose to obey and endure until this obedience and endurance could no longer be sustained.

  When Ye Feng was caught by the police and suffered all kinds of beatings in the police station, Ye Feng had also thought that it would be better to die. But what's different between Wang Hailong and Ye Feng is that because Ye Feng had the Jiuxing Pearl, because he had an extraordinary adventure beyond the gods, even though he was framed for "murder and theft", Ye Feng still managed to pull through, and was full of confidence in the future.

  But Wang Hailong obviously did not hold on, and he finally chose this path, choosing to use death to free himself.

  Yefeng pinched Wang Hailong's people, feeling the coldness of his skin. Yefeng finally confirmed that Wang Hailong was really dead.

  A strong sense of guilt swept over Ye Feng's heart, making him suddenly feel a bit suffocated. Looking at the people around him who were pointing and whispering to each other, Ye Feng suddenly let out a loud roar: "Get the hell away from me!"

  Ye Feng gently laid Wang Hailong's body down and covered his young face with a towel.

  At this moment, Ye Feng's heart was as if stuffed with many stones, pressing him to the point of breathlessness. He turned around, found Knife Brother's position, and rushed to his side at the fastest speed. He grabbed his neck and lifted him up from the ground.