Chapter 1110 - 1107: A Man Who Brings Calamity to Nations

"Going to the Canglang Dynasty?"

Su Zhuyun’s brows slightly furrowed; after a brief thought, she shook her head and said to Jiang Fengfeng, "Fengfeng, the Dayang Dynasty is the closest from here, let’s go there first."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fengfeng bit her red lips, casting an unwilling gaze in the direction Luo Feng had departed.

Soon, a gleam flashed through her pupils as she stopped Su Zhuyun who was about to leave:

"Senior Sister, we should go to the Canglang Dynasty first. I heard that in just over ten days, the New Dragon List大会 is being held at the Twelve Golden Palace of the Canglang Dynasty. By then, experts from all over the Canglang Dynasty will gather, making it much easier to search than going from place to place. Perhaps we can discover traces of the Sword Heart Heaven Jade."

Su Zhuyun glanced at Jiang Fengfeng, sighing helplessly before speaking:

"Fengfeng, I think your motivation isn’t to investigate the whereabouts of the Sword Heart Heaven Jade, but because of Luo Feng."

"Him!"

Jiang Fengfeng puffed her cheeks in disdain, snorting coldly, "He’s just a mere mortal, what qualification does he have to occupy my thoughts!"

"Fengfeng, this person might not be as simple as he appears."

Recalling last night’s events, Su Zhuyun’s expression turned solemn.

Although it was only a moment, she sensed an aura from Luo Feng that made even her feel a bit uneasy.

Pfft!

Jiang Fengfeng couldn’t hold back her laughter, waving her snow-white wrists:

"Senior Sister, you’re overthinking. That Luo Feng might be an expert at their Twelve Golden Palace, but at our Sword Tomb, he’s not worth mentioning at all. Our Sword Tomb disciples already surpassed the True Yuan Realm at his age. I think it would take him at least a year or two to step into the True Yuan Realm."

Su Zhuyun remained silent. Last night, she felt a strong Yuan Qi fluctuation from Luo Feng, evidently putting him in the True Yuan Realm. Yet upon closer inspection, it disappeared without a trace.

And this morning, Luo Feng’s cultivation was still at the pinnacle of the Ninth Spiritual Rotation Realm.

"Could it really be an illusion..."

A thought flashed through Su Zhuyun’s mind, and after a brief hesitation, she said to Jiang Fengfeng:

"You have a point. If the Holy Swordmaster did leave behind descendants, they would be about your age. If he’s at the Canglang Dynasty, he will surely attend the upcoming New Dragon List大会. Let’s go check out Group Dragon Island in the Canglang Dynasty first."

"Yes!"

Jiang Fengfeng’s face lit up with joy, secretly clenching her pink fists, a cold gleam flashing in her pupils.

...

The sky was azure, clear as if washed, with only a few white clouds drifting slowly.

The wilderness stretched endlessly, filled with exposed rocks and rare patches of greenery, strikingly noticeable.

Boom!

An explosion sounded as a bloodthirsty cloud eagle gliding from the clouds was blasted apart by an intense punch, raining blood as if it were a downpour.

"Haitang, there’s still over ten days until the New Dragon List大会, no need to rush. Let’s find a place to rest first."

Concealing his aura, Luo Feng said to the nearby Yue Haitang.

Yue Haitang’s forehead glistened with fine sweat, her face a bit pale, and she nodded upon hearing.

"Luo Feng, your recovery is truly astonishing; even Demon Beasts might not have such terrifying resilience."

Glancing at Luo Feng, Yue Haitang gently pursed her lips, her gaze filled with surprise and admiration.

Both had similar injuries and consumed Qingling Revitalizing Pills, but Luo Feng was already fully healed, while Yue Haitang had only recovered seventy to eighty percent.

Luo Feng smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Even he hadn’t expected such rapid recovery.

Using Qinggong, they continued onward and soon found a valley.

A lake nestled within the valley, its water crystal clear like a mirror, surrounded by flora reflecting in the water, beautiful as a painting.

A breeze swept through the valley, refreshingly cool, carrying a hint of floral aroma.

"This place is nice, let’s rest here."

Having seen enough desolate deserts, seeing this lush mountain and water lifted Luo Feng’s spirits greatly.

Yue Haitang glanced at the valley’s lake and nodded.

Finding no trace of Demon Beast activity in the valley, Luo Feng walked to the lakeside, drank a handful of the water, feeling its coolness flow through his body.

"Refreshing!"

Breathing out contently, Luo Feng casually stripped off his clothes, his bare torso upright like a sword, radiating an indescribable sharpness.

His once green garb, battered by the chase, had changed beyond recognition. Luo Feng tossed aside his clothes and prepared to enjoy a bath in the lake.

"Luo Feng, what are you doing?"

Yue Haitang suddenly approached, her cheeks an abnormal shade of crimson, avoiding looking at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng replied, "I’m too dirty; going in for a bath. Haitang, care to join?"

"No need."

Yue Haitang shook her head, stiffening her face:

"We’re still close to the Red Flame Desert; the Demon Sect disciples might pursue us. We shouldn’t let our guard down. Also, I’m... I’m not used to bathing with others."

"Just like a King Marquis’s descendant."

Luo Feng smiled helplessly, not minding much. Yue Haitang, being the Bright Moon Marquis’s princely heir, raised in luxury, wouldn’t be used to communal bathing, which was understandable. Moreover, given their proximity to the Red Flame Desert, leaving promptly seemed wise.

"Alright, let’s change our clothes and rest briefly before moving."

"Mm."

Yue Haitang kept her head low, responding before walking silently to the lakeside.

Luo Feng gave no more attention to Yue Haitang, casually wiped his body, and found clean clothes from the Washing Dragon Ring to change into. He found a clean spot nearby and sat cross-legged, practiced Divine Dragon Nine Changes, and continued refining the humanoid light cluster within.

With his current Yuan Qi, he could break into the True Yuan Realm anytime, but he didn’t rush the breakthrough.

Condensing Yuan Qi is the basis for solidifying True Yuan. The stronger the foundation, the more potent the True Yuan during breakthroughs. If he could thoroughly refine and stabilize the humanoid light cluster within, his actual cultivation, upon breakthrough, might rival even True Yuan Realm second-tier martial artists.

After a short while, Luo Feng felt restored to peak condition, opening his eyes.

Just then, Yue Haitang approached having changed her clothes.

His gaze lingered on Yue Haitang, and Luo Feng paused.

Yue Haitang had donned a fresh blue attire, washing off the travel grime, her handsome features even more refined. Her wet hair casually tied at the back, hung to her waist, its tips shining dreamily in the sun, bestowing an elegant nobility upon her.

Seeing Yue Haitang, Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel a twinge of awe, along with a faint sense of regret.

If Yue Haitang were a woman instead of a man, undoubtedly, she would be a stunning beauty capable of toppling nations.

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