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Listening Wind Tower Manager looked at Dragon Young Master's arrogant demeanor and smiled with glee, saying, "This is Grand Elder's prized disciple. Since he has asked you to make a trip, I believe the Long Family won't have any objections, right?"
Upon hearing Listening Wind Tower Manager's words, Dragon Young Master froze, unable to regain his composure, muttering to himself, "What, what Grand Elder? It can't be..."
The young man who had just entered did not allow him to remain in a daze. With a surge of energy, he flipped his hand, and a small net shimmering with light flew toward Dragon Young Master. As it flew, the net quickly expanded, enveloping Dragon Young Master and his companions.
Although Sword Cloud knew that the young man was not someone to offend, he could not just stand by and watch as his group was captured. He channeled his Spiritual Energy, and a powerful Sword Light slashed toward the net.
However, despite its seemingly fragile appearance, the net did not budge under the fierce Sword Light, perfectly capturing Dragon Young Master and the others inside.
At this moment, the woman beside Dragon Young Master finally began to feel scared. Clinging to Dragon Young Master's arm, she timidly said, "Dragon Young Master, who is this person? How dare he treat you like this?"
Dragon Young Master had now regained his senses and said with a dark expression, "You wretch! This is all your doing. If it weren't for you, how would I have ended up here?"
Then, with a shameless grin directed at the young man, Dragon Young Master said, "You see, we do share some ties as fellow disciples. Although I don't know where I offended you, I am willing to apologize. Please let us go."
Knowing he could not confront the situation head-on, Dragon Young Master lowered his stance significantly. After all, while there were people from the Long Family in the Taoist Sect who were Elders, they certainly could not compare to Grand Elder. It was likely that even those from the Long Family were unaware of who Dragon Young Master was; thus, he naturally did not dare to compare himself with the disciple of Grand Elder.
"Ha!" The young man glanced at him without responding and instead smiled at Ling Mo Xie, saying, "Why didn't you let me know you were coming? That's not very friendly!"
"Xu Qingfeng, it seems your status in the Taoist Sect is quite high!" Ling Mo Xie replied with a helpless smile. "How would I know where to inform you?"
Xu Qingfeng scoffed and said, "If you want to go to the Taoist Sect, who would dare stop you? By the time I made my move, I'm afraid even the Sect Leader would have already taken care of them. In the eyes of the Sect Leader, my weight might not even match yours!"
As he spoke, Xu Qingfeng cast a glance at Dragon Young Master, and the implied threat was unmistakable.
Dragon Young Master shivered all over. What? This seemingly rustic country bumpkin actually knows the esteemed disciple of Grand Elder, and even the Daoist Sect Leader is aware of him and holds him in high regard?
Feeling that his future was bleak, Dragon Young Master shot a fierce glare at the woman beside him. It was all her fault; if it weren't for her, how could he have possibly offended this unknown young man?
While Dragon Young Master was lost in thought about how to salvage the situation, Xu Qingfeng, finding the group of Dragon Young Master increasingly bothersome, turned to the Shopkeeper of Listening Wind Pavilion. "Shopkeeper, these few are both an eyesore and take up space. They are disturbing my reunion with my friend. Please take them away and keep an eye on them while I think about how to deal with them."
"Alright, I'll take them away right now. I won't disturb your reunion any longer," replied the old man. He waved at the few attendants from Listening Wind Pavilion, who were still standing aside with their heads down in shame. "What are you standing around for? Take this bunch away!"
As he spoke, he looked at the group of people covered by Xu Qingfeng's small treasure net on the ground—this bunch naturally referred to Dragon Young Master and his companions.
Xu Qingfeng didn't even glance at them, only chatting and laughing with Ling Mo Xie. The two of them sat down at the table, and at that moment, Hong Chi also returned to his lively self. He discovered that this table could order food and immediately ordered a large amount of dishes. While eating, he kept shouting, "This is delicious! If I had known this table could produce food, I wouldn't have gone out!"
Ling Mo Xie helplessly patted his head; this foodie was beyond saving.
However, Hong Chi raised his head without hesitation and said to Xu Qingfeng, who was also watching him with a smile, "You're the boss's friend, right? You look pretty Not Bad. You should definitely teach that Dragon Young Master and the woman beside him a lesson; he's really too arrogant!"
Seeing Hong Chi's angry expression, Xu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and smiled as he replied, "Of course! Even if you didn't say anything, I would still teach them a good lesson!"
"Alright, don't listen to him. Just teach them a lesson and don't offend the Long Family too much. I still need to stay in Wen Dao City for a while. I'm not like you; I don't have anyone backing me up. It's better to offend fewer people if possible. Once I leave, you can do whatever you want," Ling Mo Xie said calmly while drinking a glass of wine.
Xu Qingfeng glanced at Ling Mo Xie and said, "You don't have anyone behind you? Are you kidding? I can't believe your sudden rise is just due to luck. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine; just treat me as a friend!"
Ling Mo Xie was taken aback but didn't know how to explain himself, so he could only drink silently.
Xu Qingfeng looked at Ling Mo Xie's expression and took it as an acknowledgment.
"By the way, since you're here, it's best to meet the Daoist Sect Leader as soon as possible. I think he will make proper arrangements for you. Staying at Listening to the Wind Pavilion is nice but not safe enough. You should know that the Daoist Order Decree makes even the Elders of the Taoist Sect envious. For those people, Listening to the Wind Pavilion isn't much; they can change their own rules," Xu Qingfeng said, changing the topic.
Ling Mo Xie nodded. He was still somewhat cautious; after all, he had never met the Daoist Sect Leader and had no connections with him. Why would he treat him so well?
Could it be that the Daoist Sect Leader had some ulterior motives towards him? But as the leader of the Taoist Sect, what could he possibly want from someone like him?
This question had always puzzled Ling Mo Xie, so he wasn't entirely at ease with the Daoist Sect Leader. He never believed in free lunches falling from the sky; if there were any, they would only be traps.
Xu Qingfeng didn't notice Ling Mo Xie's concerns. Having grown up in the environment of the Taoist Sect, he understood the Daoist Sect Leader better than Ling Mo Xie did and didn't think along those lines. He simply believed that Ling Mo Xie might be nervous because he was about to meet the most powerful figure in the Cultivation World.
As they drank and talked, time passed unknowingly. Xu Qingfeng and Ling Mo Xie agreed to visit the Taoist Sect within this month, after which Xu Qingfeng took his leave.
As for Dragon Young Master and his group, that was left for Xu Qingfeng to handle. Ling Mo Xie chose not to get involved to avoid offending anyone from the Long Family; life in Wen Dao City would become difficult otherwise.
Meanwhile, Ling Mo Xie waited for Chen Yan while enjoying himself. In Izumo Kingdom, after Ling Mo Xie's departure, Divine Martial Sect Master and Cang Qian were both in a state of panic.
After returning separately, both felt uneasy and coincidentally packed their things in preparation to flee. On their way out, they unexpectedly ran into each other. They exchanged silent glances before fleeing in different directions.
Not long after they separated, they heard what would be the last sound they ever heard in their lives—a scream from one another.
Without any warning, the two were suddenly engulfed by an unknown entity in the darkness of the night.
At that moment, Chen Yan was found by Hong Chi. When he saw Hong Chi suddenly disappear, he was taken aback for a moment, roughly guessing what had happened. He could only complain to himself and didn’t bother to pack anything. After all, he was just a Divine Beast and immediately ran towards Wen Dao City. As he ran, he took off into the air, with Bai Yun supporting him from below, moving at great speed.
On the other side, Ling Mo Xie was concerned that Xu Qingfeng's news in Wen Dao City might attract ill-intentioned individuals from the Taoist Sect. Therefore, he visited the Listening to the Wind Pavilion almost every day. Because of this, the Long Family didn’t dare to trouble Ling Mo Xie.
Although Ling Mo Xie had advised Xu Qingfeng not to be too harsh, the Dragon Young Master still ended up with both legs broken. As for that woman, she was merely a sycophant seeking wealth and power; her looks were the only reason she was kept around by the Dragon Young Master, and she had no backing.
Such a person could naturally be dealt with without leaving a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.
Moreover, even if Xu Qingfeng didn’t take action against that woman, it was likely that the Long Family wouldn’t let her off either. After all, wasn’t this whole mess caused by her?
With Xu Qingfeng’s protection, Ling Mo Xie felt at ease staying at the Listening to the Wind Pavilion, waiting for Chen Yan to arrive so they could go together to meet the Daoist Sect Leader. With Chen Yan around, Ling Mo Xie felt somewhat reassured. Although Chen Yan’s cultivation level wasn’t very high now, he had lived for many years and was more cunning than an old fox!
What puzzled Ling Mo Xie was that every time Xu Qingfeng left, the Old Man he had encountered upon arriving in Wen Dao City would show up. He didn’t know how the Old Man entered; he just appeared suddenly in Ling Mo Xie's courtyard without seeming to pass through the Hall of the Listening to the Wind Pavilion.
Even more strangely, the Old Man often inquired about his well-being, making Ling Mo Xie feel uncomfortable since he didn’t seem very familiar with him.
Xu Qingfeng was unaware of this Old Man’s existence; every time Xu Qingfeng left, the Old Man would come. They had never crossed paths before. The Old Man also wouldn’t let Ling Mo Xie mention him to Xu Qingfeng; otherwise, Ling Mo Xie would definitely ask Xu Qingfeng about it.
Although Ling Mo Xie had lost a bet to this old man and agreed not to disclose his matters, he couldn’t help but be curious about the Old Man’s identity!
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