Several days passed quickly.
Hanhai Chamber of Commerce, Haifeng Restaurant, 16th floor!
"All ten major sects are present at today's auction, so we must be very careful..."
After changing Ye Feng's dressing, Xiao Xuan helped him get dressed while giving him instructions.
The one fighting against the Heavenly Sword Sect was Wang Lin, the owner of Ten Thousand Treasures Spiritual Materials.
Moreover, Wang Lin is Han Li, a fact known to many insiders.
Now, not only the Heavenly Sword Sect, but also the Ghost Soul Sect and even the East Sea Alliance are searching for him.
It is said that the main force of the Ghost Soul Sect is already on its way, preparing to force Hanhai City to hand over Wang Lin.
Fortunately, with his senior brother Cheng Tianyang covering for him, Li Feiyu's disguise hasn't been exposed yet.
Just in case, Xiao Xuan decided to stay at the hotel.
After Ye Feng modified the formation in the hotel, it was basically at level five. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to easily break through.
"Don't listen to my mom anymore. She's always like that, unreliable."
Ye Feng gave an awkward laugh.
After this incident, Yang Xueling should no longer try to provoke him.
They even gave him the Golden Spirit Fruit, which the sect forbade to be circulated outside, so he had completely passed the test with his mother-in-law.
If only my mother-in-law could pass on the Golden Body Technique of the Hunyuan Sect to me... It would be a perfect match when used with the Golden Spirit Fruit.
Of course, that's impossible.
Dressed neatly, the two shared a deep kiss.
"Don't worry, I'll just buy a flying boat. After I buy it, we'll go home. I promise I won't cause any trouble!"
After speaking, Ye Feng placed his hand on Xiao Xuan's lower abdomen.
"Uncle Fu would be very happy to see you!"
Having often heard Ye Feng mention this kind old man, Xiao Xuan also harbored the same anticipation.
This is also the only relative that Ye Feng treats as an elder.
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Qingyun Sect
How did Qinghe find out?
The Great Lord looked at the green pine tree with a puzzled expression.
Master Qingsong sighed.
"It's all because of that brat Lu Jiu. He felt uneasy about it and took it upon himself to go to Ye Feng's Pill Pavilion every now and then. One minute he'd say he needed to come to him if he had any difficulties, and the next he'd ask Yang Fu to register the Pill Pavilion under his name to avoid any trouble. That's how Qinghe ran into him."
"But this kid still remembers not to leak secrets, though he didn't directly admit it...but..."
But with Qinghe's intelligence, how could she not have guessed?
...
Li Qinghe walked somewhat blankly through the sect's market.
Before we knew it, we had arrived at the entrance of the Spring and Autumn Elixir Pavilion.
The sect has now confirmed that Ye Feng is the greatest genius since the sect's founding, aside from the sect's founder.
It's normal that information about him is kept extremely secret.
But judging from Lu Jiu's expression... even if he wasn't 100% certain, he was almost certainly 99%.
...Unless it's 100%, it can't be completely certain!
Li Qinghe's eyes held a mixture of confusion and determination, yet beneath that determination lay a hint of weariness.
Junior Brother Lu said that this kid has already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator can travel outside for three years, and he'll come back on his own after that...
But you've already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, why don't you come back to find me...?
You brat, I've already reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. If you don't come back soon, I'll abandon you once I advance to the Golden Core stage!
I, Li Qinghe, keep my word!
Next time you come looking for me, you'd better be at the Golden Core stage within three years, or I won't let you take a bath...
Unbeknownst to her, Li Qinghe's eyes were filled with tears.
I have so much to say, but I don't know who to say it to.
"Huh? Master Li!"
Li Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, her tears evaporating, and smiled as she looked at Yang Fu, who was greeting her.
"Uncle Fu, how's business today?"
"Haha, Master Li, you flatter me by addressing me like that! Please come inside and have a seat!"
Li Qinghe nodded and went into the shop. After taking the spiritual tea handed to her by Yang Fu, she didn't know what to say.
These nearly one hundred elderly people probably don't know anything yet.
Even if I knew, what good would it do...?
After Yang Fu handed over the spirit tea, his eyes were filled with emotion, and he looked at Li Qinghe with great respect.
"Master Li, please sit down and accept my bow!"
"What...what are you doing?"
Li Qinghe quickly got up and used her magic to support Yang Fu.
"Master Li, please let this old man kneel down just this once! If it weren't for you, Ye Feng wouldn't be where he is today. Now that the Ye family has an heir, I can finally close my eyes in peace. If you hadn't taken Ye Feng as your disciple, he wouldn't be where he is today. Consider this my kneeling on Ye Feng's behalf, please accept it generously!"
"You...what did you say? The Ye family has an heir?"
Ten minutes later,
"I saw this letter on the counter when I opened the door this morning. That kid is really something. He could send someone to deliver a letter, but he didn't even think to come back and pay his respects to his master. He even said he'd be back in six months..."
As Yang Fu spoke, he carefully observed Li Qinghe's expression.
It seems this kid didn't send a message to his master!
This kid, how could he not tell his master about something so important first?
For ordinary people, the connection between master and disciple is still something that is difficult to understand. Life is only a hundred years long, and many masters and disciples are only half a lifetime apart in age. Therefore, Yang Fu had never thought about it in that way.
However, in the world of cultivation, as long as one's cultivation level is equal, they are considered peers, and there is no such insurmountable barrier between them...
"Okay...okay!"
Seeing Li Qinghe's expression, Yang Fu said cautiously,
"This kid is very filial; he'll definitely bring you a gift when he comes back."
"Hmm! A gift? I like gifts!"
Li Qinghe gritted her teeth, a somewhat stiff smile on her face.
"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll head back now. If Ye Feng writes again, please let me know, Uncle Fu!"
...
As Li Qinghe left, he was panting heavily. Before even reaching the street, he flicked his flying sword and soared into the air.
Ten minutes later,
"boom!!"
Ye Feng's cave dwelling was reduced to ruins.
A dangerous glint appeared in Li Qinghe's eyes.
"You dare to come after the weak before you've even won? You little brat... just you wait, I'll beat you so badly you'll be bedridden for half a month, or I'll admit defeat!!"
Having vented her anger, Li Qinghe laughed again.
As I laughed, tears finally welled up in my eyes and streamed down my face.
"You little rascal..."
———
I can finally go home.
Ye Feng walked lightly towards the Vast Ocean Fortress.
The journey to Qingyun Sect is several million miles.
If I were to fly on my own, it would probably take one or two years.
However, if it were a magical flying boat, it should take about five to eight months to arrive.
If it's a spirit treasure, you can go home in just one or two months!
However, the price of Lingbao is also astonishing.
The top-grade spiritual artifacts Ye Feng bought back then cost over three million each, and the defensive magic robes were worth nearly ten million.
Magical artifacts of the same quality cost about seventy or eighty times more than spiritual artifacts.
Lingbao! Multiply the value of this magic weapon by seventy or eighty!
In other words, the price of a top-grade spiritual treasure is nearly six thousand times that of a top-grade magic weapon!
If it's a magic robe, it's worth about 60 billion spirit stones!
As for flying boats, they belong to the category of flying palaces, which are much more expensive than robes, costing at least five times more.
That's 300 billion...
Of course, this is a rough estimate, not the actual price. A low-grade spiritual treasure flying boat similar to that of the Surge True Monarch would cost 80 billion...
Ye Feng didn't necessarily need a top-grade spiritual treasure; a low-grade one would suffice. The three hundred billion spirit stones he carried were more than enough.
Moreover, top-grade spiritual treasures are not easy to forge, and even if they are, they may not be sold.
Top-grade spiritual treasures can almost be considered weapons of war.
How could a sect possibly sell its most treasured possessions?
Standing before the Vast Ocean Fortress once more, Ye Feng felt a strange sensation within him.
The last time I went in, it was on the Purple Snow Plain.
As a result, we have now reached the East China Sea, a million miles away.
The only difference from last time is...
As soon as Ye Feng stepped onto the steps, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the crowd on the steps vanished.
He stood on a platform with no entrance on the side of the fortress, looking around somewhat bewildered.
A boy's voice suddenly rang out.
"I'm extremely sorry! This fortress prohibits your entry!"
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