Zhao Xinfeng chose his family, lover, and children.
But...the Xuanjie is not safe and peaceful everywhere.
Those threats are constantly stimulating the hearts of every Xuanjie cultivator on the path of cultivation.
The demon tribe at the border of the Red Territory.
The demons at the border of the black domain.
The Ming clan at the border of Qingyu.
They are all staring at the human race in the Xuan Realm with eager eyes.
The Xuan Realm is not entirely ruled by humans.
And every year, countless powerful human beings die on the border.
Countless people died because of the relocation and changes in the four tribes' defense lines.
Zhao Xinfeng's son died in a sudden beast attack by the demon tribe.
And those who died that time were not only his son, but also all the people he was familiar with and knew.
Death led Zhao Xinfeng back to the path of cultivation.
If his son hadn't died, he should be about the same age as Xu Feng.
Recalling all the information about Zhao Xinfeng in his mind, Xu Feng sighed in his heart that fate was somewhat unfair to this man, and the same was true for Ni Xuanzong.
After hearing Xu Feng's words, Zhao Xinfeng felt a little embarrassed for a moment and fell silent. Xu Feng also had no intention of speaking, as if waiting for him to calm down.
The two of them sat like this for a long time. Zhao Xinfeng seemed to have finally calmed down and asked curiously, "I wonder what you are doing here, Son of God?"
"Please do me a favor." Xu Feng said bluntly without any hesitation.
Zhao Xinfeng was immediately surprised: "You want my help?"
It’s hard to imagine that a person like Xu Feng actually needs help from a Yuanjing cultivator like him?
Zhao Xinfeng's brain was also working quickly, and he immediately responded: "You came here for the things left by the Nitian Sect, right?"
Xu Feng nodded: "I want to join the Nixuan Sect."
"Ah?" Zhao Xinfeng was confused again, "What?"
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