Xiao Feng transmigrated and became a rich second-generation master. The original owner didn't cultivate and only knew how to grovel before his junior sister, ultimately dying of frustration.
Seeing Xiao Feng's confused expression, Su Xueqing walked to his side and said, "You may not know about the affairs of the Upper Realm."
He sat down to the side and simply recounted the entire history of the Crimson Flame Sect.
"Legend has it that a hundred years ago, an elder of the Crimson Flame Sect saved a golden-winged bird that had escaped from a spatial rift. The golden-winged bird was grateful and became their guardian beast."
"Escaped through the spatial rift?"
Xiao Feng was completely astonished, never expecting that the Golden-Winged Bird would have such a legend.
To be able to emerge from a spatial rift, one must possess formidable strength.
With just the two of them, it would be a bit difficult for them to cause trouble for the Golden-Winged Bird.
Seeing Xiao Feng's somewhat confused expression, Su Xueqing took two steps forward and asked, "Do you want your sect to become famous throughout the Upper Realm?"
When he heard Su Xueqing mention this, his eyes widened suddenly: "Just by my own strength?"
"From this moment forward, I am a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, and my name is Xiao Xue."
Using the Crimson Flame Sect incident to build a reputation is indeed a very good thing.
Moreover, Xiao Feng had his own selfish motives. He believed that as long as his reputation spread, Zhao Yuwei would definitely come to him.
As long as she is by your side, no one has the ability to harm her in the slightest.
Just as he was about to set off, he remembered that the Crimson Flame Sect was no bunch of good-for-nothings; there must be many powerful figures within it.
Without the help of a master, the two of them would probably be captured before they even got close to the Golden-Winged Bird.
Seeing Xiao Feng's troubled expression, Su Xueqing walked up to him with a smile on her face.
"According to reliable sources, none of the elders of the Crimson Flame Sect are here, which is the perfect opportunity for us to make our move against them."
Even the elders weren't there, so there was no way the ordinary disciples could possibly be their match.
Xiao Feng suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on Su Xueqing: "This is no laughing matter."
Once the two of them start fighting, there's no turning back.
Seeing Xiao Feng's serious expression, Su Xueqing nodded slightly: "It is indeed true. The person who came to report was my father's confidant."
Having received such news, how could they possibly miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
Each with their own purpose, the two left the Ming Cult and flew towards the Crimson Flame Sect at top speed.
Around the Ming Cult, many powerful figures are embroiled in conflict.
Those self-proclaimed righteous people are slaughtering the disciples of the Ming Cult, and Wu Hai is not to be outdone, unleashing the full power of his poisonous skills.
A green aura of spiritual energy surrounded those righteous individuals, causing the spiritual energy within their bodies to gradually melt away like ice and snow.
Just then, Wu Hai made his move, and they flew past in the air without attracting anyone's attention.
Su Xueqing knew the location of the Crimson Flame Sect, so she didn't need to worry about not being able to find them.
Xiao Feng followed closely behind Su Xueqing, not daring to even stop walking.
"The Crimson Flame Sect's mountain gate is just ahead; we cannot force our way in."
If they activate their sect-protecting formation, capturing the Golden-Winged Bird from their sect will be extremely difficult.
As soon as the two landed, many disciples from various sects came out of the mountains and blocked their way.
Who is it?
Xiao Feng was speechless for a moment, then secretly glanced at Su Xueqing, believing that she must have an excuse.
Since Su Mu sent them, they must have made plans in advance.
Su Xueqing gently stroked the ring with her hand, and several gifts fell to the ground from inside.
“Xiao Xue, a disciple of the Lingjian Sect, has come to deliver a gift to Elder Qu Cheng on the orders of her sect.”
The disciples at the mountain gate were at a loss for what to do when they saw the gifts piled up on the ground.
If the gift were only a pittance, they might be able to send the person away.
There were clearly too many gifts in front of them, and if they were driven away, something even more unforeseen might happen.
After a moment's hesitation, one of the disciples walked up to the two of them and said, "You two wait here obediently. We'll go up the mountain to report."
The disciples of the Crimson Flame Sect had never seen them before, so naturally they needed to report this matter.
Xiao Feng shrugged nonchalantly and pulled Su Xueqing to the side.
In this way, the two showed no ill intent, allowing the disciples present to relax.
The gatekeeper disciples dared not stop and rushed into the hall, only to find that Elder Qu was not there.
Just as he was about to leave, he noticed other disciples walking towards him from the doorway.
"Where is Elder Qu? Someone down the mountain wants to see him."
As an elder in charge of law enforcement, Elder Qu Cheng happened to have other matters to attend to.
Seeing the disciples of the mountain gate so anxious, the disciple looked at the Hall of Law Enforcement to the side and said, "If you're lucky, you might be able to find Elder Qu's son inside."
With only the gifts Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing brought in mind, he dared not waste any time.
Upon arriving at the Hall of Law Enforcement, they forcefully pushed open the door and found Qu Chao sitting on the high platform.
Below him were two mortal women bound.
Judging from the two women's near-death appearance, they must have been tortured by Qu Chao for a long time.
When Qu Chao saw someone trespassing, he looked up at him with interest: "How dare you trespass into our grand ceremony without our permission?"
Before the disciples of the mountain sect could respond, spiritual energy from his sleeve shot out and slammed into him.
"Bang..."
The force sent him flying into the air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that the sect disciple had been severely injured, Qu Chao transformed into a wisp of black mist and appeared before him, his expression extremely grim.
What brings you here?
The disciples of the mountain gate knew that he was ruthless and cruel, and if they didn't say anything, they would probably die at his hands.
He quickly knelt before him, gently spitting out the blood from his mouth, his face full of bitterness: "There is a man and a woman at the foot of the mountain requesting an audience. Should we bring them up?"
When Qu Chao learned that someone had come looking for them, he frowned slightly: "All the elders of the sect have left, and now someone is actually looking for us? Who is it?"
The disciples of the mountain gate silently lowered their heads, seemingly having already forgotten the identities of the two men.
Since this person cannot reveal his identity, there is no point in keeping him here.
Spiritual energy surged from his palm, which slammed hard onto his head.
"Bang..."
Blood splattered everywhere; clearly, there was no way out.
At the entrance, the disciples heard the commotion inside and began to walk in.
When they saw the blood on the ground, their eyes widened in surprise, mistaking it for an intruder.
“You guys come with me, let’s go down the mountain and take a look.”
The disciples dared not disobey orders and followed behind him.
Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing were standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the top, while they were figuring out where the Golden-Winged Bird in the Crimson Flame Sect would stay.
The place where the guardian beast resides must be a place that everyone reveres.
As they were thinking, a dark figure descended and stood in front of them.