984: C984 Reencounter with Aster Aster

C984 Reencounter with Aster Aster

"Martial Uncle... It's been so many years since my Myriad Peerless Sect has had such a gifted disciple. If I let him perish outside, or have him be dug out by another sect, it wouldn't be considered the fortune of our sect! "

The Taoist Xuan Hai laughed awkwardly at Nie Wushen, causing Nie Wushen to feel helpless towards the weak character of the Sect Master.

However, Xuan Hai's cultivation was about to reach the peak of the King's Realm, which gave him some additional comfort.

With Xuan Hai's potential, he might be able to charge into the Half Saint Stage Realm in another hundred years. Once he makes a breakthrough, his Myriad Peerless Sect would be able to obtain two sets of Half Saint Stage Expert.

"Humph!" Why didn't she think of protecting him earlier? "As for now, there's no need to go …"

"Xuan Zhenzi came to meet this old man. He threw an olive branch to Ye Feng with Myriad Birds Building and Star Image Sect, but he was rejected by the old man one by one. This brat can be considered to have deep friendship with the sect, and is worthy of being called a creator. He is now in the growth stage... A little bit of pressure might not be a bad thing. " Nie Wushen said solemnly, "Without training, how could one become a true expert?"

"Martial Uncle means to leave him to fend for himself?" Taoist Xuan Hai could not help but be taken aback.

"Bullshit." Nie Wushen bellowed.

"Watch it personally for this old man!" There was no need to care about those below the King's Realm, just let that brat handle it himself. But if someone below the King's Realm attacked Ye Feng, there was no need for you to be merciful, you can just directly kill him. My Myriad Peerless Sect is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch as they please. "

"As for the Peerless Peak, we still have to give some compensation. In these past few years, our sect has truly owed too much Peerless Peak, make it up to them properly, don't let Ye Feng down on it. "

"We will follow Martial Uncle's orders. Xuan Hai will do it right away." The Taoist Xuan Hai nodded and turned to leave the hut.

"Come back, there's still one more important matter that I need you to take care of …" This old man will inscribe all of the places that should be noted on this Jade Slip. Remember, this is a serious matter, so you must be careful. "

Nie Wushen raised his palm and a purple colored Jade Slip flew out and appeared in Xuan Hai's hands. When Taoist Xuan Hai's spirit energy entered the beast, his face quickly revealed an extremely solemn expression.

He cupped his hands towards Nie Wushen who seemed to be in a meditative state, his figure flashed, and in an instant he disappeared from the hut.

Cloud Reaching Peak.

"What!?" Sect Master ordered for all Sky rank Cultivating Room belonging to the Peerless Peak to be returned? "

"Absolutely not! How could Xuan Hai give such an order so suddenly? Didn't he already say it earlier, this was the price that had to pay. No, I will go ask Xuan Hai … " Ling Juetian's shocked and confused voice resounded within an extraordinary palace on the peak of the Cloud Reaching Peak.

To the side, Loong Zaihsing, Bai Wangtian and the other Peak Masters of the other few peaks were all sitting helplessly at one side. It was obvious that they were also extremely confused by the order suddenly issued by the Taoist Xuan Hai.

"Xuan Hai... Elder Ling, I think it would be better if you do not cause trouble for the great elder. When Sect Master Xuan Hai gave the order to me just now, his face was extremely ugly, and he had obviously received a reprimand from the great elder, so he must be truly angry. " Bai Wangtian began to fan the flames on the side.

"Could it be because of the Star Image Sect transmission from before?"

"That brat Ye Feng's current momentum is not small. It's said that he even set a half a year agreement with the head of the Four Great Geniuses, Liang Jiuzhou. Currently, the most famous disciple in our sect is instead this boy with an ordinary cultivation …"

"Humph!" He was just lucky. Compared to Ao Tian, what was he worth? A mere little Fourth Level of Void Stage little Martial Cultivator, actually attracted the attention of the higher ups, and retracted the Sky rank Cultivating Room that belongs to us, detestable … "

Loong Zaihsing and Ling Juetian let out a heavy, cold snort. It was obvious that the hatred in their hearts for Ye Feng had grown even more.

Deep killing intent flashed in the depths of their gloomy eyes from time to time.

Just wait.

Long Ao Tian had already gone down the mountain, this little bastard would not be able to continue being cocky for long …

"..."

When Ye Feng tirelessly cultivated for half a year in the cultivation space, like an iron man, for approximately two days in the outside world, he finally reluctantly withdrew from the cultivation space.

When he opened his eyes, a bright and warm ray of sunlight shone through the window onto the room.

With the Qi flowing into his dantian, he spat out a mouthful of impure Qi, which caused Ye Feng to stretch his body, and then got off the bed and stretched his body.

A low and deep sound like thunder resonated from within his body. It was the sound produced when the spirit energy and muscles clashed together, allowing Ye Feng to sense the strong power within his body.2

During the half year of cultivation in the cultivation space, Ye Feng had upgraded the "Golden Bell Body Protection Technique" to the Earth Rank High Grade, and cultivated it to the Small Success Realm. Then, he focused all of his attention on comprehending the blade intent, as well as on the Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist.

However, what made him feel helpless was that the cultivation progress of the "Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist" style of the Gen Palace Mountain Fist had been minuscule. The ethereal "Might of the Mountain" had left him at a loss. After several dozen days of bitter training, he had not even been able to touch the skin of "Great Power of the Mountains".

It seemed that the might of the heavens and earth was indeed not something an Emptiness Realm Expert could stand by and watch …

With Ye Feng's current cultivation, it would be difficult for him to comprehend the mysteries of the realm which only Martial Cultivator who had stepped into the first level of Saints would be able to comprehend.

However, what made Ye Feng feel at ease was that even without the addition of the "Great Power of the Mountains", he was still able to use the move "Gonggong Mountain Fist" just like the other moves of the Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist. It was just that his power had been slightly restricted.

After walking around in the room for a while, Ye Feng washed his face and rinsed his mouth.

It was about time he left this place today. As for his target, it was naturally the Strong Country West Tang of the capital city, to find those "old friends" from before and settle old scores.

Thinking back to what happened in the Western Tang Dynasty, Ye Feng's narrowed eyes shot out a cold light, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a taunting smile.

He was like an ordinary Martial Cultivator, with a calm expression, he walked out of his room and reached the main hall of the inn, just as he was about to pay the bill and leave, his eyes suddenly lit up, allowing Ye Feng to see a beautiful yet familiar face.

He didn't expect that he would meet someone familiar in such a small border country.

"Heh, Senior Sister Zhen Wan, it really is fate …"

Ye Feng walked behind Zhen Wan and Yun Ling and suddenly spoke out.

Zhen Wan, who did not sense Ye Feng approaching, was obviously shocked by him, the spirit force in his body almost could not hold back and erupted, as though he was facing a great enemy, and he quickly turned around.

But when Zhen Wan saw Ye Feng's figure clearly, the powerful waves of elemental energy that was about to explode out of her body calmed down. His small mouth slightly opened, and looked at the smiling youth in front of his with extreme surprise and joy.

"It's really you …" Leaves... "Why are you here …"

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