The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 233
Pa pa pa, the confusion of slapping directly woke Ao Yang Ming up.
"Where am I? Where's Uncle Fu?" he asked with a shivering voice.
Ling Han kicked him and said, "Am I asking you, or are you asking me?"
Ao Yang Ming gnashed his teeth, but upon seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, his expression paled; this was clearly somewhere far from the forest they were in, or they won't appear on the plains.
How long had he not been aware that he had been taken to such a faraway place? Was Uncle Fu so useless that he let Ling Han run away with him ?!
"You really want to fight the Winter Moon Sect?" he said coldly. Since he had already flaunted his status as a direct disciple of the Winter Moon Sect, he would naturally not retreat anymore, reducing the prestige of the Winter Moon Sect.
Pa, Ling Han threw another kick, kicking some of Ao Yang Ming's teeth. Ao Yang Ming's face was full of fresh blood and he looked extremely terrifying, but there was no need to pity an ungrateful person. Ling Han said nonchalantly, "Why did you come here?"
The appearance of the Sky Mystery Realm Demon was an accident that no one could foresee, so Ling Han definitely did not believe Ao Yang Ming had come for the realm of mysteries.
Ao Yang Ming wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, revealing a hint of fear in his eyes. Uncle Fu was not next to him now and the reputation of the Winter Moon Sect could not scare the extremely brave man before him, so he took a wise path and said, "I came to find someone."
Pa, he took another kick. He was so angry that he wanted to climb up from the ground and put on a desperate struggle against Ling Han, but when he saw Ling Han's cold eyes, he felt a chill inside, he felt cold, lose all courage instantly.
"Don't let things half say. If you continue to speak and decide, I'll break all of your limbs, leaving only your mouth to speak," Ling Han said coldly.
Ao Yang Ming felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, instantly enveloping him as if his entire body was frozen. If it was someone else who said such cruel words, he would definitely snort with disdain — who dared to treat him as a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect?
However, Ling Han ... This person was truly ruthless, making him feel endless shivering.
"The person I'm looking for is called Feng Yan .." he said honestly.
"Feng Yan!" After hearing this name, Ling Han instantly suddenly realized, finally knowing where Feng Yan's trust came from.
The Winter Moon Sect!
"Why are you looking for him? What is the relationship between Feng Yan and the Winter Moon Sect?" Ling Han asked.
"A few months ago, when Feng Yan was traveling, he met one of the sect elders, who intended to recruit him as a disciple. However, he was on trial – he had to break through to the Spiritual Ocean Tier in three months," Ao Yang Ming confessed.
"I want to get acquainted with Feng Yan, so I came to the Rain Country to become a friend of Feng Yan before his reputation became famous.
In the end, the Devil Sky Mystery Realm opened while I was on my way, so I entered the realm of mysteries first. "
Ao Yang Ming was very sad. He had come to find Feng Yang to raise his status within the Winter Moon Sect, but never did he think that he would meet Ling Han — ferocious stars — before he met Feng Yan.
Ling Han felt it strange, and said, "Although Feng Yang has a special constitution, he only has the Silver Mirror Body? Blooming Flower, or Spiritual Baby?"
Hearing him talk about the Blooming Flower and the Spiritual Level Baby indifferently, Ao Yang Ming felt a wave of fear, and, since Ling Han's tone was completely devoid of any respect and fear for them, it was as if the Spiritual Infant Tier was not even worthy of his attention.
The reality is certainly so.
"Squeen!" Ling Han shook his head. He now knew where Feng Yan's confidence came from. Being a direct disciple of the Infant Spiritual Tier naturally meant that he could do whatever he wanted in the Rain Country; even the Rain Emperor would not dare to touch it, if the old monsters in the Spiritual Infant Tier were pulled out, then even the Rain Country Hermit Rain Blossom Tier would not be able to fend it off.
The question was, was someone with the Silver Mirror Body really good enough to become a Spiritual Level Infant martial disciple? Moreover the Silver Mirror Body, even the Golden Mirror Body barely deserved the honor as the Spiritual Infant Tier was already standing at the seventh stage of cultivation – what was left above was the Transformation God and Heaven Tier.
Any further? Further up was the Shattering Void, which could open the sky and enter the heavenly plane, reaching divinity.
Feng Yan had to have another secret that made the Infant Spiritual Cultivator recruit him as a disciple. This point was what Ling Han already felt; for example, he could fight against the Eldest Prince despite his culture being two layers lower, a dominating art like the Heavenly Child Fist Technique that could borrow from the nation power in the latter's hands even so.
"Sooner or later we will fight, and when the time comes, I will dig up all your secrets!" Ling Han muttered.
"Ling Han, if you let me go, I can pretend nothing happened!" Ao Yang Ming tested his luck.
"You need another beating?" Ling Han asked casually.
Ao Yang Ming immediately closed his mouth in fear. He really did not have many teeth left for Ling Han to step on.
"Who is Ao Feng to you?" Ling Han finally asked his main concern.
Ao Yang Ming revealed a shocked expression; how could a small martial artist from the Rain Country know his father's name? Could it be that she too .. impossible, her father had many illegitimate children, up to hundreds, but each of them was surnamed Ao.
"Is that?" Ling Han's expression turned cold.
"That's my dad!" Ao Yang Ming hurriedly said.
"What level is Ao Yang Ming currently at?"
"I'm not sure .." said Ao Yang Ming, and explained hurriedly after seeing Ling Han's sharp gaze, "I usually don't have much of a chance to see father, either, and I'm not his favorite son, so I'm not very sure. However, according to the people within the sect, father had already reached the peak stage of the Tier Spiritual Pedestal five years ago! "
He subconsciously straightened his back. Although Ao Feng was somewhat loose, his martial arts talent was outstanding, with the possibility of crossing over to the Flower Blossom Tier and becoming a true core personnel of the Winter Moon Sect.
Ling Han acknowledged it secretly. After ten years, Ao Feng's cultivation progress made a leap, its normal — thoughts to let Ling Dong Xing take revenge.
He had to increase his cultivation as quickly as possible so that he could restore Ling Dong Xing's Spiritual Base and use large amounts of medicinal pills to slam Ling Dong Xing into the Flower Blossom Tier.
Flower Blossom Tier is the biggest dividing line in martial arts. It could be said that a Tier Pedestal Cultivator was the strongest human, and the Flower Blooming Tier was a stage that surpassed humans, an indescribable difference.
If Ling Han reached the peak of the Tier Pedestal Tier, it would be impossible to defeat someone in the first layer of the Flower Blossom Tier even with his strange abilities.
If Ling Dong Xing was the first to cross over to the Blooming Flower Level, crushing Ao Feng would be as easy as turning the palm of — he could ignore art and skill, and the difference in experience.
"How many sons and daughters does your father have?" Ling Han was suddenly a bit curious.
Ao Yang Ming only wanted to shake his head to say he didn't know, but then he thought about how cruel Ling Han was, so he hurriedly replied, "I'm not too clear. Dad never brought us together, but at least two, three hundred. "
"What a stud pig," Ling Han sneered, and changed his expression to a serious one before he asked, "Do you know someone named Yue Hong Chang?"