Chapter 1141 - 1138: Ancient Yuan Spirit Vein, A Man’s Promise

"You noticed?"

Ling Qingwu looked at Luo Feng with some surprise. When she first came to Group Dragon Island, she only sensed the difference in heaven and earth’s Yuan Qi after ascending the island.

"What’s happening?" Luo Feng asked.

Ling Qingwu said, "Every year the new Dragon List tournament is held on Group Dragon Island, which is no coincidence. It’s said that beneath Group Dragon Island lies a large Yuan Spirit Vein."

"A large Yuan Spirit Vein?"

Luo Feng’s eyes showed shock, and he then said, "Aren’t large Yuan Spirit Veins controlled by the nine great sacred lands and those hidden powers?"

Large Yuan Spirit Veins are extraordinary, they are lands of luck. As far as he knows, the nine sacred lands are built upon large Yuan Spirit Veins, each one being a Cave Sky Paradise, allowing cultivation to be twice as effective with half the effort.

But if one doesn’t have sufficient strength and tries to occupy a large Yuan Spirit Vein, the final result is inevitably destruction. Many such examples are recorded in books.

Innocence with a treasured possession only brings trouble; possessing a great treasure requires corresponding strength, otherwise, it invites murder.

Luo Feng doesn’t believe that the Twelve Golden Palace has the strength to occupy a large Yuan Spirit Vein.

"You are correct, but everything has exceptions."

Looking at the archipelago, Ling Qingwu continued, "If it were a truly large Yuan Spirit Vein, it would have long been seized by other powerful forces. However, Yuan Spirit Veins have life, and this large Yuan Spirit Vein under Group Dragon Island is extremely ancient and already in its twilight years, with limited luck. Moreover, seizing a large Yuan Spirit Vein requires tremendous effort, which is why those powerful forces have not acted."

Luo Feng nodded; although the heaven and earth’s Yuan Qi here is extremely dense, it is not as terrifying as the legends describe.

"I don’t know what’s with the large Yuan Spirit Vein..."

After pondering, Luo Feng radiates his Soul Power, probing deep into the seabed.

Under the sensing of Soul Power, beneath Group Dragon Island resides an enormous light band, like Glaze, emitting nine-colored Mysterious Light; its full view cannot be seen, extraordinarily mysterious.

Roar...

As Luo Feng’s Soul Power touches the light band, suddenly, a dragon roar transmits into his mind.

The sound seems to come through countless ages, ancient and vast, stunning the heart, almost shattering his soul with the roar,

"Such strong oppression, this is the large Yuan Spirit Vein..."

Luo Feng hurriedly withdrew his Soul Power, his palm already soaked with cold sweat.

Ling Qingwu did not notice Luo Feng’s complexion and spoke, "Luo Feng, the island where Linglong Hall is located is in the far north. Let’s go there."

"Alright."

Luo Feng nodded, putting away the doubts in his heart, and together with Ling Qingwu, they leaped towards the northernmost island.

...

On a flat ground outside a building on the small island in the far north.

Several figures gathered together.

"Fei Hua, haven’t Luo Feng and the others arrived yet?"

Shui Linglong’s eyebrows showed some urgency.

Present were Yan Feihua, Xia Yunjing, and several inner sect disciples of Linglong Hall, with Law Enforcement Elder Gu Xifeng also standing by.

Yan Feihua’s eyebrows slightly furrowed and shook her head, "Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu have not yet arrived on the island. Yang Wanyi is also missing."

"The new Dragon List tournament is about to start, these guys..."

Shui Linglong’s beautiful eyes showed annoyance and said, "The last ferry should have arrived... No, I will make a trip to Dayang City."

"Second Hall Master, as the senior sister, not taking good care of all the junior brothers and sisters is also my responsibility. I will go with you," Yan Feihua said.

"None of you can go."

Gu Xifeng’s expression was as usual cold and said, "The new Dragon List tournament is imminent. Going to Dayang City now, even if you find them, what can be done? If they miss today, they can only wait for the next new Dragon List tournament. Especially you, Fei Hua, the new Dragon List tournament affects our Linglong Hall’s luck for the year, you must stay. With you and Yunjing, even if Luo Feng and the others do not come, our Linglong Hall should achieve a good score."

Yan Feihua remained silent; Gu Xifeng’s words were impersonal but also reasonable. The new Dragon List tournament cannot be participated in halfway; going to Dayang City now changes nothing.

Gu Xifeng looked at Shui Linglong and said,

"Shui Linglong, you should know the agreement between me and Luo Feng. If he misses this new Dragon List tournament, it’s equivalent to conceding voluntarily. Once the new Dragon List tournament ends, he must leave the Golden Palace."

"Master..."

Xia Yunjing felt unbearable and was about to speak for Luo Feng, but was silenced by Gu Xifeng’s sharp gaze.

Shui Linglong glanced at Gu Xifeng, her expression indifferent, and said, "Rest assured Elder Gu, Luo Feng is not someone who breaks promises; if he promised me he would arrive on time, then he certainly will."

"Heh, do you take a man’s word seriously?"

Gu Xifeng’s face revealed a trace of coldness, calmly saying, "I hope you haven’t mistaken him."

Regardless of the Golden Palace’s interests or personal feelings, Gu Xifeng hoped Luo Feng could arrive on time.

With both Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu participating in the new Dragon List tournament, Linglong Hall’s results would surely be much better.

Simultaneously, Gu Xifeng hoped Xia Yunjing could face Luo Feng openly and win, rather than winning in such an illegitimate way.

Shui Linglong knew Gu Xifeng had this attitude towards men and arguing would yield no result, so she no longer pursued the matter.

At this moment, commotion sounded from afar.

Xia Yunjing’s expression trembled and said, "Someone has landed on the island!"

"Could it be Luo Feng and them?"

Upon hearing that, the expressions of several people changed.

Swish!

When the wind rose, they all vanished from their original spots.

A group quickly traversed a series of structures to the outskirts of the small island, where they saw dozens of Linglong Hall disciples confronting one person and two beasts. The ground bore traces of battle, with debris everywhere and interwoven sword marks indicating they had exchanged blows.

"High-level Demon Beast! It’s the Wild tribe."

Upon seeing the two Demon Beasts beside the youth, Xia Yunjing’s eyebrows furrowed.

The two Demon Beasts—one was a towering five-meter-high crimson giant tiger and the other a gigantic demon eagle, purple-black and crowned with a single horn—both exuded terrifying Demon Qi.

"I’m saying it again; I am here to find Luo Feng. If you don’t move aside, I won’t be polite."

The youth’s features were rugged, his tiger eyes sweeping over, regarding the dozen or so elite inner sect disciples of Linglong Hall as mere nothings.

Swish!

Several people appeared at the side, and Yan Feihua spoke up, "What’s happening?"

A Linglong Hall disciple angrily said, "Senior sister, you’ve come just in time. This person is so unreasonable, insisting on breaking in, and when two junior sisters stepped forward to block him, he even attacked them."

"He also said he wants to defeat Senior Brother Luo Feng. Senior sister, give this arrogant person a good lesson!" another person said.

The sturdy youth was none other than Yan Hu, who had rushed from Southern Forest Wilderness. Hearing this, he said dissatisfied, "You attacked first. I just came in to find someone, why are you blocking me?"

Yan Feihua stepped forward, "This is Linglong Hall, men cannot enter."

"Why? Luo Feng is a man; he can enter Linglong Hall, why can’t I? Who set this rule, let him come out!"

Neither Shui Linglong nor Gu Xifeng spoke; this was a matter for the disciples, naturally to be handled by themselves. Both observed the two Demon Beasts beside Yan Hu.

Yan Feihua was somewhat troubled; the Wild tribe always prioritizes strength as the truth, hard to reason with, and she said, "Luo Feng is Luo Feng, you are you. Please leave."

"I’m not leaving."

Yan Hu shook his head and sat cross-legged directly, "You call Luo Feng out, I’ll leave."

Yan Feihua said, "To be frank, Luo Feng is not currently on the island."

"I will wait for him. I’ve heard that in the new Dragon List tournament, Golden Palace experts will all participate. Since he’s a disciple of Linglong Hall, he will surely come."

Yan Hu had no intention of getting up.

Even a clay figure has its temper. Hearing this, Yan Feihua’s beautiful eyes flashed with some anger; her pupils flickered with light and said, "In that case, I can only ask you to leave."

As she spoke, Yuan Qi burst forth from Yan Feihua, and with a wave of her delicate hand,

Whoosh...

Suddenly a flurry of petals appeared in the void, like a tide, enveloping Yan Hu, intending to push him off the island.

At this moment.

The crimson giant tiger beside Yan Hu flashed ferocity in its eyes, leapt to the front of Yan Hu, and opened its giant bloody mouth. As its abdomen suddenly contracted, the air in front of it began to collapse.

In the next moment.

Roar!

A giant roar exploded, instantly, strong winds raged, the entire space trembled slightly, and layers of ripples spread out, like water waves resonating.

The nearby Linglong Hall disciples couldn’t maintain their stances, forced back repeatedly. The tide composed of countless petals shattered and vanished.

Hmm?

Shui Linglong and Gu Xifeng’s expressions slightly changed.