
The Realm of Hell the Galaxy of Sacred Light
“This old man named Lin An is not at all simple. Although his cultivation was only visible at the Tier God King Late, the other aura I faintly felt was profound!” Inner Ren Yuu and continued to follow from behind.
Tang Chen and Zi Ling were completely unable to sense what Ren Yuu was seeing.
Not long after, they arrived at a simple residence that was quite spacious. Lin An who was leading the way directly opened the door while shouting, “Lin Old Feng! There are guests for you!”
Ren Yuu, Zi Ling and Tang Chen only stood in silence when they had passed the door.
“How many times have I said damn, don't call me Old Lin Feng!” A slightly rude dignified voice sounded from one of the rooms that was covered by the door.
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When the door opened, the figure of an old man with long white hair, a beard and a long mustache that looked very messy was visible.
The old man who was none other than Lin Feng was staring at the guest that Lin An had said. A certain glint was seen in his eyes then it disappeared in an instant unnoticed by Ren Yuu, Zi Ling and Tang Chen. Only Lin An saw it because of course he knew why his friend was like that.
“Ho-ho-ho. I did not expect that little Ling’er would visit this time. Where's your goddamn father?” Asked Lin Feng in a slightly rough tone.
“Die in his grave!” Reply Zi Ling with a very angry tone. Every time he came to see Lin Feng, he would always be tempted by various things. He would never forget the messy face of the old man named Lin Feng from his mind until whenever.
“Ha-ha-ha! It seems you failed again Ling’er small.How many trials?” Old Lin Feng asked as if he was mocking Zi Ling's failure.
Zi Ling only gritted her teeth hearing what Lin Feng said because she had failed thousands of times to kill her father. The strength of his father's son of a bitch is amazingly terrible. He also did not know the extent of his father's strength.
While Ren Yuu and Tang Chen could only keep quiet because it was true that the two of them seemed to be very familiar and must have met several times already.
Because Zi Ling was getting angrier to the point that her qi was leaking, the old Lin Feng stopped to tease her for a while.
“Then, what brings you to this place Ling’er small?” Asked Lin Feng as he slowly sat on the old lazy chair then took out a liquor then drank it on the spot regardless of anything.
Zi Ling calmed herself down because she felt she would go crazy if she constantly sparred with Lin Feng.
“I came because my friend wanted to make a sword equivalent to a Heavenly Artifact.” Zi Ling said straight to the point.
“Ho? Look for someone else Ling’er small, I am not interested at all.” Lin Feng immediately refused then waved his hand like he was driving away a bully.
“Did this old man really be able to make a weapon on par with a Heavenly Artifact? It looked like impossible.” Tang Chen muttered as he sized up Lin Feng from top to bottom.
Hearing what Tang Chen said, Zi Ling immediately glared at Tang Chen. When he wanted to speak, Ren Yuu spoke first.
“If you don't want to make such a weapon, can you teach me how to forge weapons?” Asked Ren Yuu.
Lin Feng stopped drinking then looked towards Ren Yuu closely. He stared from top to bottom at Ren Yuu as he felt there was a certain familiarity from Ren Yuu but he did not know what it was.
“I don't accept disciples for the rest of my life, young man. Look for other forges. In Meteor City, very many forging experts were extremely reliable. You can ask them to make good weapons or learn from them. After all you must have heard what my reputation was like from the cultivators who were up there.” Lin Feng said ignoring the familiar feeling earlier.
“Hei old man! Why are you so stingy? It's just forging weapons! Then, why did you make this sword for me first?” Zi Ling asked out a Divine Sword Zi Que.
“Oh? The sword still looked well-groomed as usual. I did make that sword for you, but it was also made for your mother first as your father's wedding gift! Your mother never used that sword because it would be used by her son or daughter who would be born later.” Lin Feng said indifferently.
When he heard what Lin Feng said, Zi Ling became speechless as she naturally also found out about it. He simply stared towards the Divine Sword of Zi Que with a complicated gaze.
“What sword is it? Did this old man make it?” Tang Chen asked closer towards Zi Ling then watched Divine Sword Zi Que closely.
The sraing!
Tang Chen jumped back because Zi Ling was about to slash at him. “What are you doing damn woman!”
“You're too close and it's very disgusting fur ball!” Reply Zi Ling was exasperated.
When Tang Chen wanted to explode in anger, Ren Yuu spoke, “You two stop to argue.”
Ren Yuu's gaze turned back to Lin Feng then spoke, “I don't care about what the people up there are saying. After all, someone as strong as you would definitely be able to indeed make a great sword what else you have created a weapon equivalent to a Heavenly Artifact that is the sword held by Zi Ling.”
“Ho? Someone as strong as me? You overestimate the young man. I am just a dying old man who will soon enter a real hell. I can only hit iron with a blunt hammer. I am not as strong as you say.” said Lin Feng and drank back the alcohol that was inside the container that was in his right hand.
Lin An just silently looked at his friend. He naturally knew why Lin Feng did not want to make any more weapons and the Divine Sword Zi Que was the last sword created by him although it was possible that many trash swords were made by Lin Feng then sold them in it was here and there that made the cultivators in Meteor City consider him a lunatic.
“Old grandfather..don't resist too quickly.” Zi Ling said while keeping the Divine Sword of Zi Que in her Little World.
Lin Feng looked towards Zi Ling with an astonished look and waited for Zi Ling to continue her words.
“Have you heard of the Dark God?” Asked Zi Ling.
At that very instant, the alcohol that was in Lin Feng's hands fell onto the floor then broke. His eyes widened and his gaze was now on Ren Yuu.