During these few days, the entire Jia Ma Empire's capital was bustling with activity. There were still over ten days before the Alchemist Grand Meeting would be held!
Alchemists were noble and envious existences in people's eyes.
During these few days, practically all the young alchemists from various places in the Jia Ma Empire had arrived.
On the alchemist robe, the various levels of silver colored ripples had become the most beautiful scenery in the entire Jia Ma!
In the depths of the Misty Cloud Sect on the Misty Cloud Mountain, tens of li away from the Jia Ma Empire's capital!
Within the cave where Yun Shan, the previous generation old sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect, was in seclusion.
A man who appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, was not as handsome as Ling Feng. The lines on his face were even more defined, and the man's determination and callousness were revealed without a doubt. Looking at the old man before him, his snow-white hair and white long robe covered his weakened figure, but his face was glowing with a red light.
"I want absolute freedom in the Misty Cloud Sect. Don't worry, I won't kill anyone!"”
Anger flashed in the old man's eyes. He noticed the figure wrapped in black fog beside the man and said helplessly,"Sure, but I hope Young Hall Master can restrain himself.
Flicking his sleeves, the man turned around and said,"No problem, I won't cripple them!”
After saying that, he turned around and left. The black-robed man beside him also floated in the air and followed!
Halfway to the Misty Cloud Sect's square, the person within the black fog finally opened his mouth to speak."Tsk tsk, young hall chief, there is no need to give face to that old fellow. He is merely a dog raised by my Hall of Souls!”
" Even if he's a dog, he's still a tiger in this small place. Also, I don't like people calling me Young Hall Master. It's more like it's Young Clan Leader!" the cold man in front replied.”
The fog around the black-robed man seemed to have thickened a lot. He said sinisterly,"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't Young Lord Lingfeng going too far?”
" Hmph!" The man snorted coldly." That trash from the Soul race dares to come out. I don't mind crippling him. Also, Guardian Vulture, mind your tone. I won't say it a second time!"”
Perhaps the man did not notice that a faint black light flashed across his eyes when he said this.
The thick fog around the black-robed man trembled. After calming down, he replied,"Yes, Young Lord Hun Yu! This subordinate has gone overboard!"
In a courtyard within the Misty Cloud Sect, the man from earlier was seated in front of a bed. This man was naturally Ling Feng!
The Hall of Souls had given Ling Feng a mission to bring back the Xiao family's key. They had also given Ling Feng an extremely distinguished identity to conceal: The young hall master of the Hall of Souls, Hun Yu!
Of course, this identity was only useful for some guardians.
Lingfeng's cold and handsome face broke into a smile when he thought of the first half of the original novel, where the mighty Guardian Vulture had no choice but to lower his head in front of him.
This face was naturally not Ling Feng's original face. Ling Feng was extremely satisfied with this face. This was a true man!
His original face was handsome, but it lacked some masculinity and was too small!
He smiled. This group of idiots from the Hall of Souls thought that they were in control of his life and death. They actually allowed him to leave that place to complete some mission!
No wonder this group of fools could not catch Xiao Yan time and time again. They even allowed Xiao Yan to snowball and become stronger!
The Hall of Souls could not do without its contribution for a trash like Xiao Yan to be able to grow to such an extent.
Ling Feng despised the Hall of Souls and Xiao Yan in his heart. Perhaps he had not sensed or been vigilant, but his character had become much more arrogant.
This was good? Or bad?
Ling Feng, who had recuperated for a night, pushed open the door and headed towards the Misty Cloud Sect's open ground. He was quite interested in the Misty Cloud Sect!
The Misty Cloud Sect had always been the greatest faction within the Jia Ma Empire for several hundred years. As long as the Misty Cloud Sect was willing, it was not difficult for them to replace the Jia Ma Empire's imperial family!
It was precisely because of this that Jia Ma had even sent a hundred thousand elite soldiers to the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain to guard against the crouching tiger!
Ling Feng shook his head. This Jia Ma was not just a little useless. The dignified Imperial Family did not even have absolute control over their own capital!
However, in the Dou Qi continent, it seemed that there was no imperial family that was more powerful. Here, all kinds of factions were the true rulers!
Not long after, Ling Feng walked to the edge of the plaza. Glancing at it, his eyes lit up. It was actually her!
The large moon white dress was unable to hide her graceful and moving body. Her beautiful and moving face carried a little seriousness as she looked at the Misty Cloud Sect disciple who had trained early in front of her and had the appearance of a complete Eldest Senior Sister. Ling Feng really did not expect that Nalan Yanran also had such a side to her.
Perhaps, everything in the Misty Cloud Sect was so important in her heart. After all, she had lived here for over ten years.
Nalan Yanran walked and stopped as she looked around at her junior sisters and junior brothers. Her dress danced and a pair of fair and tender beautiful legs could be seen faintly. Ling Feng laughed involuntarily as he swept his gaze across the male disciples present. Over seventy percent of them were staring at Nalan Yanran with fiery gazes.
Ling Feng could not help but feel emotional. Beautiful women were really not suited to do this kind of thing. The design of the Misty Cloud Sect's dress was quite substantial. It was obvious but not revealing, stuffy but not flirtatious.
It was really in line with this group of people who were cultivating in a dignified manner.
Ling Feng was wearing a black robe. He did not want to wear it either, but he had no choice. This was the signature color of the Hall of Souls.
He was currently the half-baked young hall master of the Hall of Souls. It was better for him to follow the rules.
He tidied his robes and walked towards the arena. The sudden arrival of the spirit wind naturally attracted the attention of many people present.
Under the faint sunlight, he was wearing a black robe. His tall and straight figure could be vaguely seen. He had a cold and handsome face that was as sharp as a knife. His long hair was as black as ink and reached his waist. The smile on the corner of his mouth did not match his face, but it had a contradictory charm.
Quite a number of female disciples, who were originally meditating seriously, secretly peeked at Ling Feng who was walking over with slightly red faces. Nalan Yanran naturally noticed the change in the arena. As she looked at the man who was walking towards her, her black brows slightly furrowed. There was still some surprise in her eyes. She really could not think of just who was able to make the old Sect Leader, who was in closed door cultivation, come out of seclusion and give him the privilege of 'absolute freedom'.
Ling Feng's lips curled into a smile. From the corner of his eyes, he seemed to see a male disciple looking at him with ill intentions. He ran away, ignoring this kind of cameo, and said to the woman in front of him,"Tomorrow, Hun Yu hopes that Miss Nalan will accompany me to stroll around the Jia Ma Empire.”
Looking at the black-robed man before her, Nalan Yanran had no choice but to admit that such a man was indeed very charming. In her entire life, perhaps only that handsome young man from the Magical Beast Mountain Range could compare to him.
Thinking of that youth, Nalan Yanran's pretty face could not help but feel somewhat dejected. He had probably long forgotten about her.
Realizing that she was a little distracted, Nalan Yanran smoothed the black hair in front of her forehead and asked,"Young master Hun Yu, why must it be Nalan? There are quite a number of people in the sect who are very familiar with Jia Ma!”
"I'm not used to shopping without a beautiful woman beside me!" Ling Feng's lips twitched.”
After saying that, she directly watched Nalan Yanran. She would not reject the privilege that Yun Shan, that old fellow, had given her!
Nalan's eyes slightly dodged, and the man's unconcealed gaze returned,""Alright, Nalan will bring young master to the Jia Ma Empire tomorrow.”
The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up as he continued,"I wonder if Miss Nalan knows that it's useless to train early like this!”
Nalan Yanran's expression changed. Her tone was somewhat cold as she asked,"May I know why young master Hun Yu said this?”
Pausing for a moment, he stared at the woman in front of him and slowly said,"With Miss Nalan's appearance, most of the men present are likely unable to concentrate on training, right?”
Although it was a question, his tone was extremely certain. Ling Feng even laughed lightly.
Ling Feng's words caused Nalan Yanran's face to suddenly turn red. She quickly recovered to normal as she explained,"Young master Hun Yu is worrying too much. The disciples of my Misty Cloud Sect will naturally train well. They will not, will not think about anything else.”
At the end of his sentence, his voice became softer as if he was not confident!
Ling Feng gave a 'is that so?' look and smiled, not commenting.
Just as Ling Feng was about to speak again, an elderly voice rang out,""Young master Hun Yu seems to be looking down on my Misty Cloud Sect!”
An old man appeared on the arena after his voice sounded. Nalan Yanran by the side bowed slightly when she saw the person who had arrived. Her curves were revealed as she respectfully called out,"Yanran greets First Elder."
The old man replied before turning his gaze towards Ling Feng. His tone was overbearing as he said,"Young Master Hun Yu, please give me an explanation. Why did you disrupt my sect's morning training?”
Ling Feng's eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at the old man before him with a dangerous gaze. It had been a long time since anyone dared to question him so loudly.
"Explain? Alright, I'll explain it to you!"
He charged towards the old man as golden Dou Qi appeared on his feet.
When the people present saw that Ling Feng actually dared to make a move against the Grand Elder without a single word of disagreement, many of them sneered. The women looked at Ling Feng worriedly.
The old man saw that Ling Feng actually dared to make a move and shouted,"How dare you! I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents!”
The Dou Qi in his entire body danced as he waved his sleeve, sending a Dou Qi stream towards the spiritual wind.
Ling Feng looked at him with disdain. He exerted force with his right foot, and golden Dou Qi instantly tore through the silk and landed solidly on the old man's chest.
The huge force sent the old man flying more than ten meters away and smashed him to the ground.
The huge contrast caused the entire place to be stunned. Each and every one of them looked at Ling Feng in disbelief. The First Elder was an elite Dou Wang!
This young man had defeated the First Elder in one move. How was this possible?
Nalan Yanran, who was the first to react, ran towards the old man. When she passed by Ling Feng, her eyes were filled with shock.
Nalan Yanran ran over to the old man and helped him up. There was a faint trace of blood at the corner of the old man's mouth. The old man looked at Ling Feng with a terrified expression, as though he did not believe that Ling Feng possessed such strength!
Ling Feng lightly snorted and said to the old man,"Tell Yun Shan that I don't like this kind of probing. I hope there won't be a next time. Also, Miss Nalan, remember to accompany me to the capital tomorrow.”
After he finished speaking, he swung his sleeves, leaving behind a group of stunned Misty Cloud Sect disciples on the field.
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