The Journey of Feng Zun 2
Chapter 17
Yu Xiurong's eyelashes trembled, and he let out a long sigh, “I finally understand from where Long Yujin got the confidence, to be able to reject the offer from me.”
He paused for a moment, then said in a self-deprecating tone, “I didn't think I was trying to send coal to Feng Zun in a blizzard, looking back now, my efforts were really ridiculous.”.
Ah Leng took a deep breath as he said, “Sister Yu, I think this is our only chance to take Qingyuan away! Feng Zun had just overcome a big fight, and he must have now reached the limit of the ability he had. If we act now, our strength must be enough to snatch Qingyuan from Long Yujin.”
He paused for a moment, then added, “As long as we act quickly and go straight back to the Star Sky Realm, by the time Feng Zun realizes what happened, it might be too late for him!”
Yu Xiurong's expression was filled with uncertainty.
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Tianmang Mountain.
"He beat them all!"
Jiu Feng shouted in excitement.
The fight was very stressful, but the ending was very satisfying.
Jiu Feng could still imagine, the scene of Feng Zun standing in the air with a sword in hand, as he killed the enemy alliance alone, the thought made his blood boil.
“I did predict that Fellow Daoist Feng would win, but I did not expect that he would win in such an elegant manner and manner!”
Emperor Long sighed, he was immersed in his excitement, the expression of happiness on his face was hard to hide.
For everyone, Feng Zun was too strong!
With the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, he had defeated the forces of the five allied ancient factions in a single move.
He's like a miracle!
“Your Highness, I'll be back now.”
Shuoxue suddenly turned around and left, as she desperately wanted to return to the Qinglong Courtyard as soon as possible.
“Miss Xu, we will also go! I want to thank Daoist Fellow Feng directly!”
Emperor Long said without thinking long.
“Tuanku.”
Jiu Feng suddenly interrupted.
“I am sure that His Highness Yu Xiurong is unwilling to accept what just happened, and I am worried that he will do something stupid without considering any consequences.”
Emperor Long's eyes narrowed, and after a moment of silence, he said, “Then, take Qingyuan with us, then we will all go to the Qinglong Courtyard together.”
"Okay, Milord!"
When the group departed, the entire Tianmang Mountain was in an uproar, and everyone cried out in joy.
There was no doubt, that the imperial family had known what had happened, and they celebrated the victory that Feng Zun had given them.
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Qinglong Courtyard.
"Bright... You arrive here faster than anyone else.” Feng Zun was already lying comfortably beside the pond, basking in the warmth of the spring sun.
The blind old man stood next to him and smiled, “That's because I know that with your abilities, exterminating a bunch of careless clowns is not a problem at all, that's why I immediately rushed to congratulate you on your victory."
“Didn't you yourself say, that they are just a bunch of careless clowns.” Feng Zun laughed.
He added, “So what is the need for congratulations?”
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of wine and started drinking.
The blind old man hesitated, then said, “Your Majesty, I watched the battle from within the Nine Furnace City, and I have found someone I suspect, I have, that he was a disciple of Zeng Mo Palace among the crowd. However, he was too far away for me to investigate in detail.”
Feng Zun was dumbfounded, “Is it just one person?”
"That's right."
“What's his figure like?” asked Feng Zun.
"please look."
As he spoke, the blind old man raised his finger into the air. A thin curtain appeared, then reflecting the vision of the crowd of onlookers, they stood up and watched on a hill far from the Nine Furnace City.
“That's it, Your Highness!”
The blind old man stretched out his finger and pointed at a young man in white, ordinary-looking, black-clothed appearance who was reflected in the thin curtains.
There was nothing special about his performance, but his expression was different from the rest of the audience.
He was too calm, sturdy like a boulder, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
“Your Majesty, look at the end of the sleeves of his robe. Ordinary people might not recognize the pattern embroidered there, but I know that it is the image of the Baihe Hill Ridge and the Yellow Water River in the Netherworld World!” said the blind old man.
He doesn't have an eyeball, but he can see in great detail.
Feng Zun turned his head, and indeed, there was a pattern embroidered on the young man's robe, there was a ridge on one side, and a meandering river on the other.
Most people would not think of anything about it, but as this blind old man had said, anyone who had seen Baihe Hill and the Yellow Water River would definitely recognize it immediately!
“It was really a disciple of Zeng Palace Mo.” Feng Zun nodded.
“They focus on developing soul cultivation, and their highest technique is Illusion of Nightmare and Mysterious Truth, everyone who practices it has eyes like a gray-colored whirlpool.”
The black-robed youth reflected in the curtain of light did have eyes like a motionless whirlpool, but in poor vision lighting, it was hard to notice it without taking a closer look.
“It looks like Zeng Mo Palace has already started taking action, I just don't know, whether they will direct their attention on you in this battle or not, Your Majesty.” The blind old man frowned.
Feng Zun laughed, not the slightest bit worried, “Why worry about it? If they really dare to be my enemy, they will only seek their own death.”
Feng Zun possessed combat prowess that defied the heavens, and he also had fragments of his teacher's past memories, which had once crossed the Netherworld World.
From there he knew Zeng Mo Palace like the back of his own hands.
If they became his enemies, he naturally knew the best way to instill obedience in them.
The blind old man looked timid, he laughed then said, “That's right, how could I forget? With your ability that could encompass everything, you don't have to worry about such things, Your Majesty.”
When he had just said this, suddenly a serious voice sounded outside the gate of the residence.
“Daoist Fellow Feng Zun, I, Mu Tianhu from the Sky Sword Mansion Sect came with all humility, to beg for forgiveness from you!”