"Won't it be more expensive?" Lei Mingshan asked with a smile.
"Free! Free!" the innkeeper said hurriedly.
"Since it's the shop owner's kind offer, we shouldn't refuse," Ye Feng nodded with a smile.
So Ye Feng, Lei Mingshan, and the others arrived at the detached house located in the backyard of the inn.
There are only two detached houses in the backyard, clearly reserved for VIPs and not open to ordinary guests.
Night fell.
The restaurant staff delivered the food to Ye Feng's room.
Ye Feng called over Lei Mingshan and the others, and they ate and talked together.
Lei Ling suddenly said mysteriously, "Dad, Grandmaster, I've discovered that people are also living in that detached house next door!"
"Is it strange that people live there?" Lei Mingshan asked rhetorically.
“There are restrictions in that building! So the people living in that building are also martial artists!” Lei Ling continued.
Lei Mingshan thought for a moment and said, "We're out and about and not familiar with Chaos City, so it's best not to cause trouble. It would be terrible if we offended someone we can't afford to mess with."
"Father, you must be joking. Our ancestor was a Saint who had entered the Saint Realm, even more powerful than the Sect Master of the Golden Cloud Sect. He could be said to be at the pinnacle of martial arts in our Five Elements World. In that case, is there anyone we can't afford to offend?" Lei Ling said with a grin.
“But you can’t just cause trouble because you have the patriarch backing you up.” Lei Mingshan said, and then slapped Lei Ling on the head.
"I was just curious... Okay, I won't say anything more, alright?" Lei Ling pouted and said.
Inside the detached house next door.
Inside the room, a middle-aged man with a face as pale as paper sat in a chair, coughing incessantly, while a young couple walked around the room.
"Someone from the building next door has arrived, and they're martial artists too!"
The young man, He Shaoling, spoke with a flustered expression.
"Could it be someone from the Poison Hand Sect?" the young girl Guan Mengyu said, her face extremely pale.
"I don't know." He Shaoling shook his head.
Sitting in his chair, Li Qinghong, the sect leader of the Thunderclap Sect, coughed and said, "No... don't cause trouble. It's unlikely they're from the Poison Hand Sect. If they were, they would have already... cough cough cough... made their move long ago."
“But we have to be careful! Master, how about I disguise myself as a waiter and go take a look?” He Shaoling said.
After thinking for a moment, Li Qinghong shook his head and said, "Let's forget it. We're at a critical juncture now. One wrong step and we'll be dead."
"But……"
"Just listen to me!" Li Qinghong said, emphasizing his words.
"Alright, Master."
He Shaoling sighed helplessly.
Guan Mengyu's eyes were red and swollen as she sobbed, "It's my fault. I've dragged everyone down with me. If it weren't for me, my uncles, brothers, and sisters wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate..."
"Stop talking, Mengyu, the fault doesn't lie with you, it's the young sect leader of the Poison Hand Sect who's acting like a son!" He Shaoling said urgently.
Li Qinghong looked up at Guan Mengyu, coughed, and said, "Shao Ling is right. Zhao Kuanghu, the young sect leader of the Poison Hand Sect, is just using you as an excuse to start a war. Even without you, he would have found another reason to attack our Thunder God Sect."
Guan Mengyu's expression softened a little, and her sobs gradually subsided.
Li Qinghong sighed and said, "I didn't expect that even this chaotic mountain range wouldn't provide us with a place to stay... Shaoling, Mengyu, you should get some rest. Once it's light, we'll leave here immediately and find another place to make a living."
“But Master, the poison in your body…” Guan Mengyu said anxiously.
"Let's take it one step at a time," Li Qinghong said with a wry smile.
Before I knew it, it was already past midnight.
Ye Feng was meditating and practicing the Five Elements Thunder Tribulation Sword.
Having grasped the essence of the Metal element, Ye Feng had already grasped the basics of the Five Elements Thunder Tribulation Sword.
However, if you want to continue practicing this sword technique, you need to comprehend the Wood Element True Qi, Water Element True Qi, Fire Element True Qi, and Earth Element True Qi.
This caused trouble for the night wind.
After all, to comprehend the Wood Element True Qi, one must find a cultivator who practices the Wood Element True Qi, and the most powerful cultivator of the Wood Element True Qi in the Five Elements World is the Divine Wood Sect.
Water-element true qi is the Spirit Water Sect, fire-element true qi is the Heavenly Fire Sect, and earth-element true qi is the Underworld Sect.
Do we have to fight all four remaining major sects one by one?
It seems that the more powerful a martial art is, the harder it is to master.
I wonder how powerful the Five Elements Thunder Tribulation Sword will be after it is mastered?
If it's not strong enough, then it would be a disservice to Ye Feng's hard work and practice.
With a light breath, Ye Feng opened his eyes and stopped cultivating.
However, just as Ye Feng was about to rest, his expression suddenly changed—he sensed several subtle auras coming from the front courtyard of the inn.
With a sweep of his divine sense, Ye Feng immediately spotted four martial artists dressed in black standing on the roof of the building in front of the inn.
Moreover, those martial artists had all reached the early stage of the True Essence Realm!
It was at this moment that Lei Mingshan, along with Lei Ling, the two elders, and Lei Xiaoyun and his wife, arrived at Ye Feng's room.
"Grandmaster, we've discovered someone is tracking us," Lei Mingshan said.
"Yes, I noticed that too." Night Breeze nodded.
"Could they have been sent by the Golden Cloud Sect?" Lei Ling asked.
“That’s very likely! Although the Golden Cloud Sect has suffered heavy losses and no longer has the strength to attack us, they certainly won’t let us go. It’s highly probable that the Golden Cloud Sect sent people to track us!” Lei Xiaoyun said.
"They are merely True Essence Realm martial artists, nothing to fear," Ye Feng said calmly.
“But we can’t let them keep following us. We might as well kill them!” Lei Mingshan said coldly.
Ye Feng thought for a moment, then a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Are they really coming for us?"
The rooftop of the front yard.
Zhao Yanlong, the leader of the Poison Hand Sect, said with a sneer, "Have you found out? Li Qinghong, He Shaoling, and Guan Mengyu from the Thunderclap Sect are all hiding in this detached building in the inn?"
"We've found out, Dad! He must be in those two small buildings!" Zhao Kuanghu said excitedly.
With a chuckle, Zhao Kuanghu continued, "That little wench Guan Mengyu is determined not to marry me. Since she won't seize the opportunity, I'll turn her into a flesh puppet and make her my plaything for the rest of her life!"
"The Heavenly Thunder Sect's techniques are the most important," Zhao Yanlong said.
"Father? Are the Heavenly Thunder Sect's techniques really that important?" Zhao Kuanghu asked.
"Of course! According to my investigation, the Thunderclap Sect's techniques seem to have an unclear relationship with the Thunderclap Sect from ten thousand years ago! In that case, how can we let it go! You must know that the Thunderclap Sect from ten thousand years ago was the sixth largest sect, on par with the five major sects!" Zhao Yanlong's heart burned with desire, and his eyes were filled with greed.
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