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Xiaoyao Sect, Blossom Courtyard.
Xiao Duan held a box of Jade Heart Bugs, feeding them one by one to the two Bald Eagles in the cage. These two eagles were entirely black, with only a tuft of snow-white feathers on their heads, rumored to be descendants of the White-headed Eagle King. Xiao Duan spent two million spirit stones to buy them from the Fairy Market, intending to raise and train them as his personal mounts.
After obtaining the position of Xiaoyao Sect Young Master, Xiao Duan gained more control over financial and human resources. His six brothers were left in disarray, unable to mount an effective counterattack. Only Eldest Son Xiao Li still had some strength to resist him, but the overall situation was settled; it was only a matter of time before Xiao Li would submit.
A person entered from outside, it was Lu Chuan, the steward of Xiaoyao Sect. After Xiao Duan was promoted to Young Master, it was Lu Chuan who assisted him in handling daily affairs. With Li Hongxiu responsible for his safety, now that Li Hongxiu had withdrawn from Xiaoyao Sect, the protection for Xiao Duan was taken over by the newly joined Heishan Laoguai.
Lu Chuan handed a recently received Messaging Talisman to Xiao Duan, whispering a few words in his ear.
As soon as Xiao Duan grasped it, the Messaging Talisman turned to ashes.
“Have Guo Ruomin take ten Red-Clad Elders, and go directly to Longmen Town using our own Teleportation Array. Bring back Xu Feng.”
Lu Chuan hesitated and said, “According to the news from the Third Young Master, that Xu Feng has the strength to defeat someone at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul. Should we send an Elder Ziyi along just in case?” The Elder Ziyi were all at the level of Divine Separation Stage.
“No need,” replied Xiao Duan. “A mere Golden Core Stage, just got lucky; there’s no need to mobilize an Elder Ziyi.” The Fourth Young Master Xiao Hun was aligned with the Eldest Son, and Xiao Duan had never treated him well. When Xiao Hun was killed, he had even celebrated all night.
With eleven Late-Stage Nascent Soul Red Robe Elders, they could easily eliminate a fellow cultivator of the same level, let alone someone like Xu Feng, who was merely at the Golden Core Stage. Thus, there was nothing wrong with how Xiao Duan arranged this.
After receiving the order, Guo Ruomin set off with ten Red-Clad Elders.
This unfortunate fellow, originally a personal guard for the Seven Young Masters Xiao Fei, had been beaten half to death by Xu Feng in Xibai City. Upon returning, he was scolded mercilessly by Xiao Bie Li, demoted from personal guard to an ordinary Red-Clad Elder.
Guo Ruomin silently vowed that when he next encountered Xu Feng, he would definitely skin him alive.
On the mountainside of Purple Cloud Peak, Yang She was practicing his Great Strength King Fist. A pair of golden gauntlets glowed with a faint earthy yellow spiritual energy; these were his magical treasures known as Golden Hands, a piece of supreme treasure. While his brother, Yang Wei, relied on mental attacks to opportunistically win the position of Guardian, Yang She earned his through sheer strength with his iron fists.
This supreme treasure came from an ancient cave and included a martial manual for the Great Strength King Fist. It was classified as an inferior technique belonging to cultivators at the Divine Separation Stage, and those at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul could barely practice it. After three hundred years of hard training, he finally succeeded. With this set of techniques, he swept through Purple Cloud Peak and secured the Guardian position.
Both brothers, Yang Wei and Yang She, had their own fortunes; one obtained the Sad Young Master’s Sorrowful Technique while the other acquired the Great Strength King Fist. Over hundreds of years, they contributed significantly to the Purple Cloud Sect and were always on the verge of being promoted to sect leader. Unfortunately, not long ago, when pursuing Xu Feng, Yang Wei disappeared without a trace. The Soul Stone indicated that he died in Xianxia City.
Yang She could not believe that it was indeed Xu Feng who killed his brother. However, after considering everything, only one person had significant suspicion: all evidence pointed towards him. Ultimately, he had no choice but to admit that it was indeed that Golden Core cultivator who killed his brother, Yang Wei.
However, after Xu Feng entered Xianxia City, there was no news of him. Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang She’s spies had not received any updates. They suspected that Xu Feng had fled and left Xianxia City, and the matter was left unresolved.
“Yang Protector, Yang Protector,” a series of urgent reports sounded as Lao Luo from the Purple Cloud Sect flew in.
“What is it?”
Lao Luo gasped for breath and said, “Yang Protector, just now the brothers down the mountain sent word that someone from Consort Zhu Lin’s side broke through the air and is being pursued. Our people recognized that fleeing individual; it is indeed Xu Feng, who killed eight of our masters back then.”
“Come with me!” Yang She took a dozen Yuan Ying Cultivators and hurriedly flew down the mountain.
Xu Feng left Consort Zhu Lin and headed towards Xianxia City. Having traveled to and from Xianxia City before, he knew the way well and chose the fastest route.
Xiao Jing followed behind like a burden. It would only take Xu Feng a moment to kill him, but he refrained from doing so. Xiao Jing came with Li Hongxiu, who bore some responsibility; if Xiao Jing were to die at Consort Zhu Lin’s hands, it would be difficult for Li Hongxiu to explain.
Seeing Xiao Jing had already sent out a Messaging Talisman, Xu Feng wondered when the Xiaoyao Sect members would arrive. Given the distance, it would take at least three minutes. However, judging by Xiao Jing's arrogant demeanor, he likely had some secret method to summon help quickly. Xu Feng decided he needed to return to Xianxia City first; there were greater forces protecting that area where he could hide for a while.
It was daytime now, so Xu Feng dared not use the Wings of the Strange Dragon. Instead, he flew at high speed on his Flying Sword, leaving Xiao Jing further behind.
“Get down!” Sky shouted angrily as a golden fist imprint flew in from the side, reaching Xu Feng in an instant.
Yang She had arrived.
The fist imprint came too quickly for Xu Feng to dodge; he could only raise his Blackstone Shield.
Boom! Xu Feng was blasted over ten feet away along with his shield. He flipped seven or eight times before finally stabilizing himself. Blood trickled from his mouth as the Supreme Black Stone Shield cracked with a fist-shaped dent sinking three inches into it.
What a formidable opponent! This was the strongest Yuan Ying Cultivator Xu Feng had encountered; with just one punch, he had injured Xu Feng and damaged his shield.
Xiao Jing, who was following from a distance, was also stunned by this punch. If it had hit him directly, it would have been fatal. This Xu Feng truly knew how to stir trouble; he had offended such a powerful opponent, yet somehow he survived this punch.
Yang She looked at the retreating Xu Feng and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. A Mid Stage of Nascent Soul cultivator could have been knocked out by that punch on the spot, yet Xu Feng was still lively and kicking.
Xu Feng wasted no time and took off running.
More than a dozen Yuan Ying Cultivators from the Purple Cloud Sect surged out from all directions, surrounding Xu Feng.
After achieving Great Achievement in Water Element cultivation, Xu Feng's speed was no less than that of a Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivator. However, there were too many people from the Purple Cloud Sect, forcing Xu Feng to take a curved path. This put him at a disadvantage again. Fortunately, Yang She had unmatched punching power but average speed, allowing Xu Feng to narrowly evade each attack.
Surrounded by the Purple Cloud Sect members, Xu Feng found himself in a perilous situation. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before Yang She seized the opportunity to knock him down with a single punch.
As Xu Feng contemplated strategies to break through, he suddenly saw a group charging in from the sky. Leading them was Lin Yuxuan, the delicate beauty from Consort Zhu Lin's faction.
Lin Yuxuan brought over twenty people and quickly scattered the Purple Cloud Sect members, isolating Xu Feng.
Yang She shouted angrily, "Listen up, people of Consort Zhu Lin! Xu Feng killed my Guardian from the Purple Cloud Sect; he must die! If you stand up for him, it’s equivalent to declaring war on the Purple Cloud Sect. I’m not exaggerating when I say we can easily wipe out Consort Zhu Lin."
The balance between the two factions mainly relied on Li Hongxiu and Su Meng as their nuclear deterrents.
Upon hearing that Xu Feng had killed Yang Wei, Lin Yuxuan gave Xu Feng a thumbs up and turned to Yang She, saying, "Xu Feng is our guest invited by Consort Zhu Lin. We won't interfere in your grievances, but you cannot kill him in front of Consort Zhu Lin. How can she gain trust if that happens? Let’s all take a step back; allow Xu Feng to leave for eight thousand miles first before you pursue him. Consort Zhu Lin will not interfere further."
Eight thousand miles is not an insignificant distance for cultivators. It would be equivalent to letting Xu Feng get a two-hour head start; after that time, they could still sense his aura and find him, but they would lose the advantage.
With more members than the Purple Cloud Sect and with Xu Feng on their side, Consort Zhu Lin's faction had the capability to retaliate and defeat the Purple Cloud Sect. Although Yang She was dissatisfied, he dared not escalate matters further between the two factions. He estimated that if he let Xu Feng go first, his most likely destination would be Xianxia City. As long as he blocked him ahead, there would be no escape.
Yang She remained silent and signaled one of his subordinates with his eyes. The subordinate understood and quietly withdrew.
Seeing that the Purple Cloud Sect had fallen silent, Lin Yuxuan pulled Xu Feng aside and said, "This is where it ends for now. You should head to Xianxia City; it should be safe for the time being. We’ll think of ways to help you leave later."
"Thank you," Xu Feng replied.
Lin Yuxuan added, "The sect leader asked me to inform you that Cai Shujun is a disciple of Li Zhangmen but is not solely affiliated with Consort Zhu Lin. The sect leader will take her to Li Hua Palace, where she will definitely reach Yuan Ying within a hundred years. If you want to see her, go find her at Li Hua Palace after a hundred years."
"Li Hua Palace?" Li Hua Palace ranks fourth on the strength list in Zheguo and is known as a gathering place for beautiful women.
"Master was originally a disciple of Li Hua Palace, but due to a mistake, he was expelled from Li Hua Palace. Unless..." Lin Yuxuan said sadly, "Now Master can return to Li Hua Palace, and Consort Zhu Lin is likely to be disbanded soon."
Once Cai Shujun arrives, Li Hongxiu can return to Li Hua Palace. Xu Feng vaguely felt that the reason for Li Hongxiu's expulsion might be related to Cai Shujun. Fortunately, Li Hua Palace has a good reputation in Modern Clerk, and it is indeed her fortune that Cai Shujun can enter Li Hua Palace.
After chatting briefly with Lin Yuxuan, Xu Feng took off on his Flying Sword. Lin Yuxuan confronted Yang She with Consort Zhu Lin's people. The Purple Cloud Sect was making some moves, which Lin Yuxuan naturally noticed. She believed in Xu Feng; if the Purple Cloud Sect could take him down with just a few people, they wouldn't amount to much.
Xu Feng flew swiftly and soon left the area of Explorer Town. His flying speed was fast, leaving Xiao Jing far behind. However, that Xiao San Gongzi exhibited an admirable spirit of perseverance and refused to give up. No matter how far Xu Feng ran, he used some secret methods to follow closely behind, proving difficult to shake off.
In addition to the tail of Xiao Jing, Xu Feng also noticed that there was another person from the Purple Cloud Sect following him stealthily, appearing rather shady.
Eight thousand miles of road, clouds and... wind. In just two hours, Xu Feng had traveled eight thousand miles away.
Yang She finally reached his limit and charged forward with his subordinates in a fierce manner. Yang She gave each subordinate a drop of low-grade Earth Immortal Essence. With the help of the Earth Immortal Essence, the speed of Yang She's group of over ten people nearly doubled.
Yang She was confident that as long as nothing unexpected happened, he would catch up with Xu Feng within a day and take his life. Xu Feng possessed some good magical treasures; these few drops of Earth Immortal Essence were insignificant compared to his wealth.
Low investment, quick results—killing was quite good!
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