Chapter 1273 - 1270: Are You Interested in Him? The Imperial Palace!

"Despicable!"

The group from Thundercloud Hall walked down the street. The cold young man brooded over what had just happened, his face darkened, and through clenched teeth, he said, "I definitely won’t let those two go!"

The round-faced female disciple walking beside him glanced at the cold young man, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, "Senior Brother Yuan, let’s just forget about this matter."

"Forget it? Impossible!"

The cold young man waved his hand heavily and said in a deep voice, "Today’s humiliation—if I can’t cleanse it, I won’t be able to relieve the hatred in my heart. I want them to kneel and apologize to me!"

The round-faced female disciple fell silent, lightly pursed her red lips, and did not speak further.

She had always admired the cold young man, but at this moment, that feeling had faded considerably.

The tall female disciple leading the group slightly furrowed her brow, "Junior Brother Yuan, forgive my bluntness, you’re not their match. Besides, today’s events were your fault to begin with. Luo Feng, after all, is the new first dragon of the Six Southern Domains. It’s indeed inappropriate for us to speak ill of him. Listen to Junior Sister Qin, let’s drop this matter and not pursue it anymore. We should set off immediately for Linglong Hall. Senior Brother, who left a few days ahead of us, should have already arrived."

Upon hearing this, the cold young man stopped in his tracks, cast a cold gaze at the other three, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he looked at the tall female disciple with a sneer:

"Fine! Very well! As fellow disciples of Thundercloud Hall, you don’t help me but instead speak for those two. Senior Sister, you even gave away 200,000 second-grade Yuan Stones to that guy. Is it because you find him strong and good-looking?"

"Junior Brother, you..."

The tall female disciple widened her beautiful eyes, never expecting the cold young man to say such words, shaking with anger.

Smack!

Suddenly, a resounding slap echoed on the street, delivered by the round-faced girl.

"Junior Sister Qin..."

The cold young man felt the burn on his face, stared at the round-faced girl in disbelief.

He always knew this junior sister had feelings for him, their relationship nearly ready to be revealed. This slap left him feeling lost.

"I don’t consider you my senior brother."

The round-faced girl looked at the cold young man with a trace of disgust in her bright eyes, her voice indifferent, "Earlier, it was Senior Sister who stepped forward, humbled herself, and spoke on your behalf. Only then are we safe now. Yet you shamelessly insult her. Those two were right, you’re not fit to be compared with Luo Feng—not even fit to be a finger of his!"

The cold young man’s face turned livid, the Three-Corpse Spirit raged, and he suddenly pointed at the three of them, laughing coldly: "Fine, fine, fine! Since you won’t fight against those two, I won’t ask you anymore. I’ll find other senior brothers and sisters to help! Farewell!"

"Suit yourself!"

...

Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng left the Chaoyang Restaurant and headed towards the Prince’s Mansion.

"Jiang Fengfeng, thank you for earlier," Luo Feng said to Jiang Fengfeng.

What happened earlier had nothing to do with her, yet Jiang Fengfeng stepped forward to teach the Thundercloud Hall disciple a lesson on his behalf.

Jiang Fengfeng waved her hand, not caring, "Because you were sitting next to me. If I didn’t teach that guy a lesson, he’d think I’m easy to bully."

Luo Feng smiled. Although Jiang Fengfeng often bickered with him, she was quite decent.

"Here, this is for you."

Speaking, Luo Feng took out a finely crafted jade box and handed it to Jiang Fengfeng.

"What is this?"

Jiang Fengfeng, suspicious, took the jade box, opened it, and her eyes brightened slightly.

The jade box contained a bracelet of extremely rare deep-sea white scorched spar, transparent and ethereal, with smooth corners. From any angle, it seemed like a cluster of flames burned within each spar, yet touching it felt cool, refreshing the mind. It was the bracelet she had previously seen at a vendor’s stall.

"I saw you playing with this bracelet for a long time earlier, so I bought it. What do you think? If you don’t like it, I’ll return it. After all, it was worth tens of thousands of second-grade Yuan Stones," Luo Feng said.

Jiang Fengfeng directly put on the bracelet, shook her fair and slender wrist, and in the sunlight, the bracelet refracted dreamlike rays, dazzlingly beautiful.

With a slight smile of satisfaction, Jiang Fengfeng turned her head to Luo Feng and raised her eyebrow:

"Given your sincere gift, I’ll reluctantly accept this. You’re quite interesting; I’ll take a loss and make friends with you. In the future, if you run into trouble in the rtiad, just mention my name, Jiang Fengfeng."

Luo Feng inwardly sighed, somewhat regretting buying that bracelet.

"By the way, due to some cultivation affairs, I need to stay a few more days in the Imperial City. If you can’t wait, you can go to Linglong Hall first."

"It’s up to you. As long as you don’t delay leaving for the Sword Tomb, I won’t care what you do during this time. Anyway, the Yuan Qi in Azure Sky City is exceptionally rich, and my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. I plan to use this opportunity to reach the fifth layer of True Yuan Realm," Jiang Fengfeng said, controlling a thumb-sized Sword Qi that darted between her fingers without lifting her head.

She only cared about the event half a month later when she would take Luo Feng and Yue Haitang to the Sword Tomb.

True Yuan Realm five layers!

Luo Feng was a bit surprised; the fifth layer of the True Yuan Realm is the first major threshold for True Yuan Realm martial artists. Some martial artists spend decades failing to cross it, yet Jiang Fengfeng’s tone seemed very confident.

"The Sword Tomb truly has the might of a giant rivaling holy lands. The foundation of the nine holy lands is indeed hard to fathom..."

Exhaling slightly, Luo Feng nodded, "Six days from now is the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Assembly. We’ll set out in four days."

...

Returning to the Prince’s Mansion, Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng parted ways, and Luo Feng went straight back to the courtyard to train.

Due to his accumulation in the Spiritual Rotation Realm and possessing the cultivation technique Divine Dragon Nine Changes, since breaking through to the True Yuan Realm, his cultivation speed not only didn’t slow down but actually increased somewhat, smoothly absorbing and refining the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, feeling his cultivation progress every day.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the martial arts field, Luo Feng held a third-grade Yuan Stone in each hand, his breathing steady and powerful, with the air in the small courtyard swirling and a faint dragon roar echoing.

As the True Yuan within him circulated along the trajectory of Divine Dragon Nine Changes, time flew by, and a full moon rose into the night sky.

Click!

The third-grade Yuan Stone in Luo Feng’s hand cracked open, and he too opened his eyes, emerging from his training.

"The realm is fully stabilized; progressing systematically, it’s hard to break through in the short term. I hope the medium-size Yuan Spirit Vein in the palace won’t disappoint me. If Cloud Dragon Transformation can reach the seventh or eighth layer, my cultivation should advance further."

Looking at the cracked Yuan Stone in his hand, Luo Feng murmured to himself, filled with anticipation.

"Here they come."

Suddenly, Luo Feng’s ears twitched, put away the Yuan Stone, stood up, and opened the courtyard gate.

Soon, footsteps approached, Elder Hai emerged from the night.

"Luo Feng, His Majesty wants you to follow me to the palace," Elder Hai said respectfully.

Luo Feng waited for this moment a long time, waved to close the courtyard gate, and said:

"Let’s go."

...

The palace was not far from the Prince’s Mansion, only a dozen miles away. Luo Feng followed Elder Hai and soon entered the palace gates.

Inside the palace, towering buildings stood, some grand and imposing, others gleaming gold, with bricks and tiles made of pure gold, splendid and magnificent.

The ground between buildings was paved with precious jade stones, with teams of distinctly armored guards patrolling back and forth. Luo Feng noticed the lowest cultivation among them was a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist.

Seeing all this, Luo Feng couldn’t help but marvel. No wonder countless people aspire to be kings and nobles; such wealth and splendor are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. A single stone on this ground might suffice for a common family’s annual expenses.

However, all this held no allure for him. Having seen life’s uncertainties, Luo Feng understood long ago that wealth and luxury were merely transient.

With the new king’s ascension, many came to offer congratulations. Numerous dignitaries resided in the palace, and Luo Feng frequently saw glamorous young men and women in other royal attire.

Crossing a plaza, Luo Feng casually glanced sideways, and his gaze caught a group of people, where his eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.

"She is here too."