In the desolate wilderness, eleven riders whizzed through the wind. With every leap, the Six-leg Demon Horses crossed a hundred meters, resembling black lightning. The sonic booms they created were sharp and piercing, showcasing their incredible speed.
Luo Feng and the others had departed from the Purple Sun School on their Six-leg Demon Horses. Half a day had passed, and they had now reached the Blood-Colored Plain.
Luo Feng spurred his Six-leg Demon Horse forward a few steps to ride alongside Bing Ruolan.
"Ruolan, the tutor sent me a letter."
Bing Ruolan had a very close relationship with Ji Wuyue. Hearing this, her beautiful eyes lit up. "The tutor sent a letter? How is she? Has she entered the Golden Palace?"
Luo Feng nodded and handed Ji Wuyue’s letter to Bing Ruolan.
Bing Ruolan took the letter and read it. A smile touched her elegant and refined face. "The tutor has finally gotten her wish. Huh... Duanmu Ji!"
Upon seeing the news about Duanmu Ji in the letter, Bing Ruolan’s willow-like brows furrowed. Looking at Luo Feng, she asked, "Luo Feng, Duanmu Ji is heading to Yunlan Peak. Have you informed the Dean about this?"
Luo Feng shook his head. "This is my own business."
Just as Bing Ruolan was about to say more, Zi Hongyuan’s voice suddenly drifted over from ahead.
"There’s a pack of Blood Wolves ahead. Everyone, be careful not to get separated."
Luo Feng’s eyebrows furrowed.
Blood Wolves were one of the most common types of Demon Beasts in the Blood-Colored Plain. They were as large as calves, their entire bodies covered in blood-red fur that resembled fire, and even their claws were red. From a distance, they looked like living flames.
Blood Wolves were advanced Level Two Demon Beasts. They preferred hunting in packs, were ruthless and bloodthirsty, and were among the most troublesome Demon Beasts in the Blood-Colored Plain.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Luo Feng spotted patches of glaring red in the sea of green grass ahead. Googlᴇ search noveⅼfire.net
There must be over a thousand Blood Wolves here...
Watching the rapidly approaching Blood Wolves, Luo Feng couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.
Although Blood Wolves were only advanced Level Two Demon Beasts, roughly equivalent to the Sixth Layer of the God Bravery Realm, their sheer numbers were alarming. Even cultivators at the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm would have to think twice before engaging.
If trapped within the Blood Wolf pack, one would undoubtedly die from Yuan Qi exhaustion!
The Six-leg Demon Horses and the Blood Wolves were both remarkably fast. Just as they were about to collide, Zi Hongyuan roared and thrust a palm forward.
Instantly, the air seemed to ignite. A formidable purple-red palm imprint swept forward, carrying terrifying power.
Wherever the palm imprint passed, Blood Wolves exploded, and the shockwave tore a huge gap through their ranks.
Luo Feng was secretly amazed. A Martial Artist of the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Court Realm truly is extraordinary! With a single palm strike, they can unleash world-shattering destructive power!
When a few Blood Wolves tried to flank them, Zi Yuan and Xu Mei immediately countered.
"Purple Extreme Palm!"
"Falling Flower Finger!"
A strong gust of energy flared, and in the blink of an eye, nearly ten Blood Wolves collapsed into pools of their own blood.
"Don’t get entangled here. Follow me."
Zi Hongyuan commanded, then traced a semicircle in the air with his right palm and struck the void.
The fiery palm exploded. Countless sparks swirled around, forming a blazing carpet of fire that spread over a hundred zhang, incinerating nearly a hundred Blood Wolves to ash!
This technique was so powerful that even the ferocious and bloodthirsty Blood Wolves showed a flicker of fear in their eyes. Seizing the opportunity, the eleven riders sped away like a whirlwind.
After escaping the Blood Wolves, Yang Hong looked at Zi Hongyuan and said admiringly, "Dean, was that the third stage of the Purple Sun Palm, ’Purple Fire Scorched Plain’? Truly formidable! Even the notoriously savage Blood Wolves wouldn’t dare approach."
"Indeed, it was ’Purple Fire Scorched Plain.’ It took me ten years to cultivate this low-grade Profound Level palm technique to the third stage. Compared to Luo Feng, it’s nothing worth mentioning. The new waves push the old, and the future belongs to your generation," Zi Hongyuan said with a sigh of emotion.
Luo Feng heard them talking about him. He rubbed his nose but said nothing.
The eleven riders traveled through the night. By early the next morning, they had left the Blood-Colored Plain behind.
"Yunlan Peak is just ahead," Zi Hongyuan said, slowing his Six-leg Demon Horse and pointing forward.
Luo Feng looked ahead, taking in the sight of Yunlan Peak.
A few miles ahead, mountain ranges undulated endlessly. One peak, in particular, drew the eye, soaring straight into the clouds. It was as verdant as jade, wreathed in swirling mountain mists, giving it an ethereal, otherworldly aura.
"It’s like a paradise," Luo Feng couldn’t help but exclaim, taking a sharp breath.
Hearing this, Xu Mei smiled sweetly. "The scenery of Yunlan Peak is renowned throughout the entire Canglang Dynasty. It’s rightly called the First Peak of the Flowing Cloud Region."
Luo Feng gazed at the vista before him and nodded. "The First Peak of the Flowing Cloud Region—it truly lives up to its name."
Yang Hong urged his horse forward and laughed heartily. "Such beautiful mountains and waters must produce beautiful women! I’ve heard that Tianlan School’s ’Heavenly Fragrant Woman,’ He Qin, is not only exceptionally talented but also a peerless beauty whose looks could topple nations. We can finally see her for ourselves this time!"
"Indeed!" The other students on the Hidden Dragon List nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with anticipation.
’Heavenly Fragrant Woman,’ He Qin...
Luo Feng was quite curious about this woman, the only one among the Four Great Schools to have reached the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm.
Seeing Luo Feng’s expression, Bing Ruolan, who was beside him, wrinkled her delicate nose and snorted softly.
The Six-leg Demon Horses moved like the wind, reaching the foot of Yunlan Peak in the blink of an eye. They stopped before the main gate of Tianlan School.
The mountain gate was situated in a valley, hundreds of zhang wide and flat. Many people had gathered from all directions, among them quite a few renowned figures from the martial world.
"It’s the people from Purple Sun School!"
"The one at the front must be the Dean of Purple Sun School, and the ten behind him are likely the students participating in this Young Talents’ Meet."
"I saw the people from Floating Snow School earlier. Compared to them, Purple Sun School’s students this year are clearly a tier below."
"That’s natural. Ji Wufa of Floating Snow School has comprehended Sword Intent. I’m afraid no one in Purple Sun School can match him."
"Looks like Purple Sun School will be at the bottom again this year..."
The Six-leg Demon Horses were particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and their arrival drew murmurs as people noticed the group.
"Those people are so infuriating!"
Zi Yuan’s small face contorted, her beautiful eyes flashing with anger, as she clearly heard the surrounding chatter.
The expressions of the others weren’t much better.
Being underestimated by others certainly wasn’t a pleasant feeling.
"Pay them no mind. Actions speak louder than words. As long as we win the Young Talents’ Meet, they will naturally fall silent," Luo Feng said calmly.
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flickered in Zi Yuan’s beautiful eyes; she hadn’t expected Luo Feng to remain so composed.
The valley was teeming with people. Luo Feng glanced around, spotted two familiar figures, and reined in his horse.
"Luo Feng, what’s wrong?" Bing Ruolan asked curiously, noticing he had suddenly stopped.
"My parents are here," Luo Feng said, pointing to the side.
In the crowd stood a tall, middle-aged man, and beside him, a comely woman in a simple dress. They were Luo Feng’s father, Luotian, and his mother, Yang Qing.
Just then, Luotian and Yang Qing also noticed Luo Feng and his companions and began walking towards them.
Luo Feng dismounted and went to greet them. "Father, Mother."
Yang Qing looked Luo Feng up and down, then reached out to stroke his cheek, a loving smile spreading across her face. "Feng Er, you’ve grown taller."
Luotian chuckled beside her. "It’s only been two months; how could he grow so quickly?"
Seeing the signs of travel on his parents’ faces, a warmth spread through Luo Feng’s heart. They must have been rushing for days to get here.
"Mother, didn’t Elder Brother come?"
Yang Qing smiled. "Your elder brother came with the Dean of Cyan Leaf School. He should arrive in a day or two."
At this moment, Zi Hongyuan dismounted and walked over. He smiled and asked, "You must be Luo Feng’s parents?"
"Feng Er, who is this?" Luotian inquired.
Zi Hongyuan cupped his fists. "I am Zi Hongyuan, the Dean of Purple Sun School."
Luotian was taken aback. Although he was now the City Lord of Panlong City, compared to a colossal entity like Purple Sun School, his status was insignificant. He hastily returned the gesture. "I am Luotian, City Lord of Panlong City. Luo Feng is indeed my humble son!"
Zi Hongyuan smiled. "You have a fine son. With Luo Feng’s potential, his future achievements will be limitless."
Hearing this, proud smiles spread across Luotian and Yang Qing’s faces.
Zi Hongyuan was the Dean of Purple Sun School and a master of the Heavenly Court Realm. Earning such praise from him was no small feat.
His curiosity piqued, Luotian looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Luo Feng, what is your cultivation level now?"
Luo Feng rubbed his nose. "The peak of the Seventh Layer of the Essence Storage Realm. I’m just one step away from the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm."
"The peak of the Seventh Layer of the Essence Storage Realm!"
Although Luotian and Yang Qing had braced themselves, they couldn’t help but be startled.
Two months ago, Luo Feng’s cultivation was only at the Sixth Layer of the God Bravery Realm.
In just two months, he had broken through to his current level! It was simply incredible!
Both of them had experienced many ups and downs in life, but such an astonishing cultivation speed was something they had never even heard of.
"Hahaha... Excellent! Our Luo Family has finally produced a genius!" Luotian was overjoyed, patting Luo Feng’s shoulder.
In the past, Luo Feng’s talent had been mediocre, and he was even called a good-for-nothing. Luotian had almost given up hope, only wishing for Luo Feng to live a peaceful life.
Now that Luo Feng had suddenly become so outstanding, his joy was beyond words.
Looking at his parents, Luo Feng said solemnly, "Father, Mother, please rest assured. I won’t lose to anyone! The title of First New Talent at this Young Talents’ Meet will definitely be mine."
The First New Talent!
The moment Luo Feng’s words fell, Zi Yuan and the others instantly looked at him. Even Zi Hongyuan seemed quite surprised, clearly taken aback by Luo Feng’s audacity.
"Good! Such boldness! I like it! Regardless of your ranking in this Young Talents’ Meet, your mother and I plan to buy you a mid-grade storage ring."
Yang Qing nodded. "Now that our Luo Family manages the Panlong City Lord Mansion, your father and I have some savings. A storage ring will make your future travels in the martial world much more convenient."
Luo Feng smiled. Having parents like these is truly my blessing.
His current storage ring was only low-grade, with very limited space. It really did need replacing.
Just as they were talking, a powerful aura suddenly swept over them.
Luo Feng frowned and looked towards the eastern entrance of the valley.
The man in the lead bellowed, his voice like thunder, "Hahahaha, Zi Hongyuan, you really do love the limelight, don’t you? Arriving even earlier than us!"
Seeing the newcomer, Zi Hongyuan’s brows furrowed.
Zi Yuan, standing nearby, also frowned, a look of distaste on her small face.