The Feng Zun Journey
The City of Nine Furnaces
Emperor Long shook his head, “I don't mean to expel you, I'm just asking you to leave this special residence. If you do not have a place to stay, then I can arrange an alternative mansion for you.”
Yu Xiurong looked at Emperor Long for a while, then said, “I know you always hated me for leaving without saying goodbye.”
He then got up, his expression was calm, “You have reason to hate me, and I don't blame you for it. If I had to blame something, it was because of the relationship between the clans, which had indeed fared badly since the beginning.”
Her tone was cold and indifferent, with an atmosphere of alienation, “To be honest, if not for my daughter, I would never have returned to this place.”
Emperor Long was silent for quite a while.
Finally, he said, “I never forget you, not even for a moment. I always expected the day when everything came back, but this is weird. When you said that would take Qingyuan away, I let go of my respect for you.”
She stopped, her expression grew calmer, “Long Qingyuan is my Big Sister, she is my sister, and she is also my daughter, which obviously she means everything to me.”
"Then?"
Yu Xiurong smiled indifferently, “Then I'd better come clean, I'll bring my daughter, that's all.”
Emperor Long frowned, but before he could say anything, Yu Xiurong added, “Although you are adamant to hold him back, but the previous requirements still apply. I can already imagine it. When you and the clan behind you are unable to deal with all the pressure from all those ancient factions, you will definitely come begging for my help.”
He then gazed into the roof of the pavilion nearby, “Ah'Leng, we should go.”
A skinny figure lay on the roof, using his arm as a pillow.
He was gnawing at a blade of grass, his eyes closed as he sunbaked.
When he heard that it was time to leave, he spat out his blade of grass and slowly got up to his feet. He sighed, “Lifting now really wastes good sunlight.”
Even before his voice finished sounding in midair, he appeared beside Yu Xiurong in an instant.
He was a handsome young man, and he looked very excited, his eyes narrowed and bright, and a smirk of arrogance was on his lips.
When he looked towards Emperor Long, he smiled faintly, “You better consider my elder sister's words carefully. Perhaps in this Middle Continent, you are the great emperor of a region, the supreme ruler of your continent, but in my eyes, you are merely an Immortal cultivator. If this ends in a dispute, I dare say with certainty that you are the one who will suffer.”
He spoke his words, not trying to hide his threat.
The frown on Emperor Long's forehead deepened, and his expression darkened.
"Let's go." Yu Xiurong turned around and left.
The young man he called Ah'Leng hurriedly laughed and followed him.
Emperor Long watched them leave, then stood still for a while.
Finally, he sighed.
He had long suspected that Yu Xiurong's origin was mysterious, and it was likely that he was not from the Luo Mainland.
However, she did not expect that years after she disappeared, when she was reunited with the woman she once loved like her own mother, she would treat her like a stranger.
He even wanted to take his daughter away!
“Yu Xiurong, you may have an incredible background and vast strength, but I will defend Long Qingyuan no matter what happens here, even though it will destroy me! Except... Unless he chooses to go of his own accord!”
After that, Emperor Long left.
When he returned to Tianmang Mountain, Jiu Feng hurriedly greeted him in high spirits, “Master, I just received good news!”
Emperor Long dumbfounded, “Let's listen.”
Jiu Feng took a deep breath, then said, “Yesterday, Fellow Daoist Feng defeated Guodong Feng, the main character of the younger generation of the Guodong Family, before the entire Divine Sword Palace! Furthermore, he killed a group of six intermediate and late stage Immortal experts led by Guodong Lai!”
Emperor Long's heart trembled, and he exclaimed, “Areally?”
Jiu Feng said, “That's right!”
Emperor Long clapped his hands and sighed, “That's really amazing news! Who would have thought that after a few months of inaudibility, Fellow Daoist Feng would come back strong enough to kill seven late stage Immortal Realm experts easily?”
He looked overwhelmed with emotion, and the sadness left from Yu Xiurong's visit had vanished.
“My lord, this is great! The stronger Fellow Daoist Feng was, the less likely it was that the ancient faction was acting arrogantly!"
Jiu Feng smiled, “I can imagine it now. When those ancient factions found out what had happened, they must have been shocked, and were furious!”
Emperor Long could not help but smile either.
He had just received a message from Liandu Shouyou from the Shouyou Demon Clan. In it, Liandu Shouyou stated that if the imperial family protected Feng Zun further, six of the top seven ancient factions would join forces against them."
Yet now, Emperor Long was actually rather curious. When Liandu Shouyou and the other old men learned of Feng Zun's resounding achievement in the Divine Sword Palace, what kind of expression would they show?
After taking the time to calm down, Emperor Long said, “But we still cannot ignore the top ancient factions.”
Each of the top seven ancient factions had a very deep foundation, and their strength was immense and powerful.
Perhaps ordinary Immortal cultivators from the ancient faction no longer posed a threat to Feng Zun, but the emperor was well aware that the top factions had hidden experts defending their strongholds!
“Confirm, Milord,” Old Jiu Feng said. “While our situation is precarious, this is still the City of Nine Furnaces. No one dares to act arrogantly here.”
The Emperor nodded, “Now we just have to wait for Fellow Daoist Feng to arrive.”.
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Time pass.
News of Feng Zun's battle at the Divine Sword Palace had spread throughout the entire territory of the Great Long Empire, causing an enormous commotion.
“Who spread the rumor that Immortal Master Feng Zun escaped from the Long Dynasty, out of fear of retaliation from the ancient faction? Who said Immortal Master Feng Zun wasn't even qualified for a place in the Star Ranking? Absolutely bullshit!”
Some people were delighted and angered by all the rumors that tarnished Feng Zun's reputation earlier.
“Your Majesty Feng Zun killed Chu Yunling, the seventy-sixth Star Ranking expert, first. Then, just two days later, he defeated the strongest at the seventh rank, Guodong Feng! How many people in this world have such incredible strength?”
Some people were shaken, the news of Feng Zun's combat power astonished them.
“Legenda... have returned!”
Some people are full of enthusiasm and longing.
Over the past few months, as heaven and earth underwent a dramatic transformation, Feng Zun's name slowly faded from memory.
Yet now that he had returned, everyone suddenly realized that the young legend whose name had once shaken the Long Empire had returned, with a strength that was more impressive than before!
….
"Great, Feng Zun!"
Liandu Shouyou who was barefoot and dressed in hemp, expressionlessly smashed a letter into pieces.
His eyes were ice-cold and imposing.
“Guodong Lai was an old generation expert whose one foot was in the Immortal God Realm, he was obviously not like late stage Immortal cultivators in general. Even so, he is still no match for the boy.” Liandu Shouyou said.
He was speechless, his aura was suddenly terrifying. As he spoke, he emphasized every word. “I really won't be able to sleep well until that damn brat dies! Send someone to contact the other ancient factions. Tell them that we must take action as soon as possible. We absolutely must not leave any chance of life for Feng Zun!”
"Understood!"
......
The Blood Moon Pavilion, Guanyang Sect, and other prominent ancient factions were also shaken.
The Blood Moon Pavilion.
When their leader, Wen Changqiu, heard the news, he said calmly, “We cannot allow Liyan Yun's death to be unrequited. We ancient factions must advance and retreat together!”
His attitude is very clear.
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“Only in a few months, he has grown rapidly? How big of a change would he make when the real Radiant Age had already arrived?”
“Don't he himself be enough to force all of us to submit?”
Guanyang Sect Leader, Su Yunzi, said coldly, “I certainly don't want to see enemies rule this world!”
......
“It is true we have no grudge against Feng Zun. If this is only about Feng Zun, we don't need to get involved. However, Feng Zun has colluded with the imperial family, so. there is no way we are not involved.” said the leader of the Void Buddha Sect, Chen Lingshen.
She had a look of compassion on her face as she clenched her hands in prayer, “This world is already quite turbulent. The only way to quell the raging waves is with us, the ancient factions, standing together and reestablishing world order. Only in that way will the world feel peace.”
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The Hidden Sword Hill.
A dark-robed skinny man was standing on a peak wrapped in clouds.
“It doesn't matter if we have previously lost face, as long as we can find an opportunity to repair our damaged reputation!”
Each word clang like a sword, shaking and spreading the clouds nearby.
This was Huang Jianting, the leader of the Hidden Sword Hill.
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Guodong Family.
“Feng'er not back yet?”
“Head of Family, Young Master is not back yet.”
The leader of the Guodong Family, Guodong Bao, furrowed his brows, his expression cloudy. “Continue searching! Feng'er will be the pillar of our family. So we really can't let anything happen to her!”
"Good!"
A middle-aged man earnestly acknowledged his orders.
Every seat in the large hall was already full, the room was crowded with Guodong Family elders.
One of them inevitably asked, “Clan Leader, what are we going to do against Feng Zun?”
Guodong Bao was silent.
After a while, he sighed, “Quickly find where Feng’er!”
The crowd fell silent, and they felt constrained.
Who did not realize that, at least for now, their clan leader did not intend to take immediate revenge against Feng Zun?
Another person asked, “Clan Leader, should we continue to work alongside other ancient factions to bring down the Long Imperial Family?”
Guodong Bao suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes sparkling like lightning as he turned his gaze to the crowd. He said firmly, “Until we find Feng'er, never think of talking about anything else!”
Then, flicking his sleeves, he left.
Those gathered in the large hall looked at each other.
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The twenty-second day of the second lunar month.
Four days after Feng Zun left the Divine Sword Palace.
It's early morning.
The Nine Furnace City remained as alive and prosperous as it was when he left.
It seemed that no matter how turbulent the world was, it could not affect the capital of the ancient empire in the slightest.
The streets are full of human traffic.
Shortly after entering the city, Shuoxue sighed with emotion, “The world became increasingly chaotic, but it seems that the Nine Furnace City has not changed in the slightest.”
Feng Zun responded with a relaxed and carefree laugh, “If the capital of Long Dynasty is in chaos, it means the state of the world is already very chaotic.”
As they conversed, a bronze carriage suddenly stopped beside Feng Zun.
A familiar figure jumped out, rushed towards them, and greeted them, his face full of excitement, “Mean Daoist Feng, you have finally arrived here!”
Note: These two chapters are made one yes, tomorrow as of the 1st will be back up 3 chapters per day. 🙏