The Feng Zun Journey
He's Crazy
"Expert recommendation letter?" Feng Zun looked confused.
A green-robed young man said firmly, “Do you not know? If you want to become a disciple of the Divine Sword Palace, you need sufficient talent and foundation to pass their examination, as well as a letter of recommendation."
Feng Zun immediately understood.
He laughed and shook his head, "I'm not going to the Divine Sword Palace to cultivate or become their disciple."
"Why did you go so far?" The crowd could not help but feel surprised.
"I'll pick someone up" Feng Zun said.
Picking someone up?
Even the middle-aged man could not help but feel surprised.
"Young Master, do you perhaps have any relatives in the Divine Sword Palace?" ask the young lady in the green dress.
"Nothing."
“Then you will pick up who is there?” the girl asked confusedly.
"Shuoxue" said Feng Zun.
Shuoxue!
Everyone in the group was immediately dumbfounded.
This was the famous Little Devil Sword in the entire Long Dynasty, as well as the most dazzling beauty, like fairies from all over the Sun Prefecture!
Who doesn't know his name?
Except…. They could not imagine Shuoxue having any relationship with the young man in front of them.
“How tall is Shuoxue's figure? Who are you to make a joke about him?" said a silver-robed young man in a displeased tone.
He scowled coldly, then paid no heed to Feng Zun anymore.
The others also shook their heads.
They thought Feng Zun was boasting and that he had a high ego, he was obviously just trying to pretend he and Shuoxue had some kind of relationship.
The seniors and the youths looked at each other, they couldn't help but laugh either.
Which young man did not admire Shuoxue?
She was a peerless beauty in her entire generation!
No one noticed Feng Zun's words.
Even the young lady in the green dress sighed, “Young Master, even if you are just joking, you should not joke about Miss Shuoxue. Besides, your jokes are not at all funny.”
With that, he also ignored Feng Zun.
Feng Zun was at a loss for words.
Who would have thought Shuoxue's position in the hearts of these young cultivators was so high?
To the extent that they would not even tolerate casual comments about him …
The leader of the group, the bright yellow-robed middle-aged man, thought for a moment, then smiled, "Young Friend, dare I ask what are you meeting Shuoxue for?"
Feng Zun stared at the distant and misty scene, “The Divine Sword Palace has subordinated itself to the Guodong Family, who has a grudge against me. I certainly can't let Shuoxue stay there.”
Regardless of his temperament, the middle-aged man was involuntarily dumbfounded and looked flabbergasted.
After a while, he laughed, "So so."
Then, he also did not notice Feng Zun any further.
“The guy actually said the Guodong Family has a grudge against him…? Haha, I'm sure they don't even know who he is.”
“Ugh, that guy really doesn't know himself. She actually called Shuoxue by her real name. I really want to teach him a lesson..”
"Forget over! He was just a braggart with the illusion of exorbitant majesty. Ignore him, we are two people in a different world.”
The young girl in the green dress looked extremely angry. He grumbled, “He is so handsome, but why should he be so arrogant? He has an exterior like gold, but inside there is nothing but cotton, this is really disappointing.”
Their elders laughed, but they all ignored this little interlude.
They naturally did not believe anything Feng Zun said.
Feng Zun could not help but laugh, but he did not mind at all.
This is how the world is, it is difficult to discern truth and lies, so people prefer to believe anything that matches the prejudices in their hearts.
……
An hour later, the party arrived at the gate of the Divine Sword Palace.
The gate was majestic and cloud-wrapped .
As the group looked inside, they saw countless ancient peaks and buildings scattered about.
A flock of white storks flew overhead, filling the air with their loud singing.
As the heaven and earth origin spiritual energy recovered, the divine mountain of Divine Sword Palace's cultivation also changed.
Now it was clearly different from before, a misty cloud hung over his head and the air was filled with spiritual energy.
This was a first-rate blessed mountain to cultivate.
When Feng Zun and his group arrived, a group of cultivators flew to and fro, blurring into a beam of light and busying themselves all over the mountain, and it was quite a lively scene.
"Is this the abode of the immortals?"
“If I could cultivate here to keep going forward, I would definitely be very proud of myself..”.
The eyes of the young cultivators shone with longing and enthusiasm.
However, their behavior was closed and cautious, and they did not dare to speak carelessly.
Compared to a large and powerful faction like the Divine Sword Palace, their background was simply not worth paying attention to.
"Brother Ren, you have finally arrived here."
A man in a fur coat walked through the mountain gate to greet them, he carried the fly repellent in his hands.
The middle-aged man immediately clenched his fists to greet and smiled, "Sister Wei, long time no see!"
Wei Ling's.
The inner academy elder of the Divine Sword Palace.
As he spoke, the middle-aged man gestured to the young cultivators, “Quickly, Elder Wei greeted. Whether you pass the entrance examination and make it into the Divine Sword Palace, it's all up to him.”
The young cultivators immediately approached and greeted him respectfully.
"Sister Ren, I'm afraid you've come at the wrong time."
Wei Ling laughed bitterly, “We can't do the entrance exam now or anytime soon.”
The group was immediately dumbfounded.
The middle-aged man said, "Why is that?"
Wei Ling pointed at the cultivators who were busy working, “Everyone in the Divine Sword Palace, regardless of his position, was busy preparing for a great battle. We are making improvements to our defensive grand formation. They include our top experts, and even our sect leader."
The middle-aged man exclaimed, “Big battle? Don't tell me a strong enemy will attack anytime soon?”
Wei Ling shook her head, there was a strange look in her eyes, “I wouldn't say 'strong enemy.' He is not an enemy of the Divine Sword Palace, but an enemy of the Guodong Family.”
"Who is that?"
"Feng Zun."
As soon as those two words sounded, it was as if this name was a magic spell.
The surrounding area instantly fell silent!