Ayao laughed and said, "Amazing! My master is incredibly powerful. She used to be a Celestial Emperor."
"Before?" Feng Chu's golden eyes showed confusion. Why "before"?
"She was ambushed and her cultivation level dropped," Ayao said.
"Oh, I see," Feng Chu said.
“You should have heard of my master’s name. She was Feng Wu, the former queen of the Phoenix Clan,” A Yao said.
After A Yao finished speaking, Feng Chu remembered the widely circulated story: "Could it be that your master is the same Great Luo Golden Immortal who was said to be impersonating the former Empress of the Phoenix Clan?"
“It’s not an imposter, she is the real one.” After saying that, A Yao recounted the feud between the two sisters, Feng Wu and Feng Qing, in detail.
"How vicious! Even her own sister plotted against her!" Feng Chu exclaimed upon hearing this.
Just then, Feng Chu and A Yao both sensed a killing intent. They simultaneously released their divine senses and saw the Sword God Palace disciples who had been chasing Feng Chu earlier flying towards them, led by a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and no beard.
The people from Sword God Palace have returned, this time prepared with more men. They dispersed, searching everywhere in this dreamlike land for Feng Chu and A Yao.
"These guys..."
Feng Chu was enraged at the sight of these people and wanted to rush out and kill them. A Yao grabbed his hand and said, "Don't worry! It's quite safe here. If we stay put, they won't find us. Let's hide here for a while!"
Feng Chu had not fully recovered yet, so he did not act impulsively. After listening to A Yao's words, he snorted and took out another bottle of pills from his storage space and swallowed them.
The disciples of the Sword God Palace outside searched everywhere but couldn't find anyone. A blue-haired disciple said to the white-faced, beardless middle-aged man, "Senior Brother Leng, we've searched for so long but haven't found anyone. They may have already left. Why don't we go back to the sect first?"
Senior Brother Leng said, "No, if we go back like this, it will be difficult to explain to the elders."
The elders were still unaware of Xie Tianqi's murder. He had planned to capture the boy, or at least bring his body back to the Sword God Palace to report. With Lord Tianqi dead, the elders were certainly afraid of the Palace Master's wrath; if they couldn't catch the murderer, they would definitely be punished.
A strange purple light flashed in Senior Brother Leng's eyes, and a fierce sword intent suddenly ignited on his body. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly toward him, instantly creating a storm. At the center of this storm, a giant purple sword appeared, which was a full thousand feet long.
Just as Senior Brother Leng was about to use this purple giant sword to level the entire area, a green light suddenly appeared from the void. The light shot straight towards Senior Brother Leng and transformed into a jade slip. The jade slip contained only a few words:
Come back immediately!
Upon seeing the jade slip, Senior Brother Leng's expression changed drastically, and the giant sword behind him vanished.
Oh no! The elders probably know something.
Senior Brother Leng dared not disobey orders, so he could only lead his men away from Drunken Dreamland and back to Sword God Palace.
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“Those guys are gone,” Ayao said.
“I killed Xie Tianqi, but they definitely won’t let this go.” Feng Chu said, standing up. A Yao watched him walk out of the cave and asked:
Where are you going?
“I don’t want to implicate you. Their target is me. I’m leaving here, and you go find your master,” Feng Chu said.
“How can that be? How can I stand by and do nothing when a friend is in trouble? We’ve been through thick and thin together. How about this: you come with me to find my master. I can help you deal with the people from the Sword God Palace, and you can help me deal with my master’s enemies. We can help each other.” A-Yao said with a bright smile.
Feng Chu crossed his arms over his chest, as if pondering A Yao's words.
Ayao said, "Right now, the entire Phoenix Clan wants my master dead. That means my enemy is now the entire Primordial Phoenix Clan, led by Immortal Emperor Feng Qing. My troubles are no less than yours."
Upon hearing this, Feng Chu said, "Alright! I'll go with you to find your master."
He had long wanted to repay the kindness of Lu Xueyao—no, Feng Yao—who saved him in the Canglan Realm.
"That's great! Let's stay here for two days while you refine this." As she spoke, A Yao took out a fruit from the Tree of Life from her storage space and tossed it to Feng Chu.
Feng Chu instinctively caught it with his hand. He was shocked as he looked at the fruit radiating a holy and gentle light in his palm. The fruit was full of life force. Just holding it in his hand, he felt a warm current spread from his palm to his limbs and bones. A life force was injected into his body, helping to heal his injuries.
"This, this is..."
Feng Chu's eyes lit up.
"The fruit of the Tree of Life contains the essence of life. I wouldn't give it to just anyone, but we're practically best friends, so I'm only giving it to you," Ayao said with a smile.
Thanks.
Knowing how rare the source of life was, Feng Chu opened his mouth and swallowed the fruit of the Tree of Life. He then immediately sat cross-legged in meditation. His entire body was enveloped in soft green and white light, and his injuries instantly healed. The remaining life force surged towards his primordial spirit…
Sword God Palace.
Inside the hall bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Leng Xing and dozens of fourth-generation disciples of the Sword God Palace knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. Before them stood three illusory figures, each dozens of feet tall, exuding the aura of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
A terrifying pressure filled the entire hall.
"A mere True Immortal killed Lord Tianqi, a peak Celestial Immortal! Are you all trash?" the figure in the middle roared.
“Elder, there’s something strange about that kid. Although he’s at the True Immortal level, his sword energy is more abundant than that of the Sword God Palace disciples at the Earth Immortal and Heaven Immortal levels. The sword in his hand is even more powerful; it can even break through Lord Tianqi’s Yuan Locking Armor. We don’t know what’s going on!” Leng Xing said, his face pale.
The three figures seemed to be thinking after hearing these words.
"A mere True Immortal's youth possesses a sword essence more abundant than even the Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals of our Sword God Palace..." The tall, illusory figure on the left murmured, "Could he be some kind of sword prodigy from somewhere?"
All the disciples of the Sword God Palace are sword cultivators, the purest sword cultivators. They almost never use any other magical weapons besides their swords. In terms of swordsmanship, no one else at the same level can compare with the disciples of the Sword God Palace. It is indeed surprising that a True Immortal youth said that his sword essence was more abundant than that of the Earth Immortals and True Immortals of the Sword God Palace.
"He killed the Palace Master's grand-nephew. No matter who he is, we must bring him back," said the tall, illusory figure on the right.
The tall, illusory figure in the middle remained silent for a moment before speaking:
"Bright moon, gentle breeze."
"exist!"
"exist!"
Two long streaks of light flew in and landed in the very center of the hall. Two young men dressed in the robes of third-generation disciples of the Sword God Palace bowed to the three people at the head of the table.
The two young men were one human and one demon, both handsome and extraordinary, and both possessed the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.
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