The appearance of a pure golden son of destiny forced Feng Shao to think deeply about it.

According to the general routine, secret realms like Qiankun Palace, which appear once every hundred years, especially places of great opportunity, are prepared for the sons of luck. In the process of entering the secret realm, countless forces and independent cultivators are trying their best to get in, like a train catching the Spring Festival travel rush, but most of them will die in the secret realm due to various mechanisms, traps, fierce beasts, vendettas, disputes and even natural disasters. In the end, only the sons of luck can successfully reach the last step and get the greatest opportunity.

There is even a considerable possibility that the entire secret realm will eventually belong to the Son of Destiny.

If it was another secret realm, Feng Shao would just not go there. It's just a secret realm! He won't die if he doesn't go there. But this Qiankun Palace is not an ordinary place! It is the power created by Feng Shao in his previous life! So, the Qiankun Palace has Feng Shao's name written on the property certificate! It's good enough to allow you to come in for our own things. If you belong to us, how can Feng Shao put his face?

So this situation must never be allowed to happen!

But luck is very unreasonable. It does not consider your qualifications, your background, or your character. It just piles up on you without any reason, escorting you all the way until you reach the top of the world.

Feng Shao wanted to get rid of this lucky child at one point. It's not that the golden lucky child can't be dealt with, but it will be very troublesome, and it is very likely to attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao. Just like the Xihe Palace Master, in the future, maybe a hundred or eighty lucky children will come to Wuling City to check the level as frequently as brushing dungeons, which is very detrimental to the development of Wuling City.

However, for the sake of safety, Feng Shao still planned to explore the background of this child of luck first. Although he couldn't kill him for the time being, if he could find a way to prevent him from entering the secret realm, it would be considered a success.

At this time, Tang Fei didn't know that he had been targeted. He was standing in front of Liang Wei, with his head down, looking like he was waiting for orders.

Liang Wei slowly drank a sip of tea, first put on enough posture, and then said calmly: "Tang Fei, what did you do outside the city today?"

Tang Fei replied, "Sir, I left the city to collect herbs."

In the year since he lost his status as the Holy Son, Tang Fei gradually recognized the reality and learned to be humble. Although he had looked down upon Liang Wei in the past, he had to bow his head because the situation was stronger than him.

Liang Wei snorted coldly: "Collecting herbs? I wonder what kind of herbs you are collecting?"

Facing Liang Wei's question, Tang Fei had already thought of how to answer: "I heard that the Night Moon Azalea in Moyun Mountain has the effect of strengthening the body, so I want to pick two."

"Night Moon Azalea?" Liang Wei sneered, "Tang Fei, you haven't faced the reality yet? Do you think that the Night Moon Azalea can help you repair your foundation?"

Tang Fei remained silent.

Liang Wei threw the cup away with a jerk. With a bang, the cup smashed into pieces on Tang Fei's forehead. The sharp ceramic fragments cut Tang Fei's scalp, and drops of bright red blood slowly flowed down his cheeks, some of which even covered his eyes. But he stood there motionless, and did not intend to wipe his forehead, as if he was not the one who was hit just now.

Liang Wei sneered, "Tang Fei, don't think I don't know what you are up to. I guess after you repair your foundation, the first person you're going to kill is me, right? I'm telling you, it's wishful thinking! Since I was able to plot against you once, I can do it a second time!"

Tang Fei remained motionless, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes hidden by his hair.

Liang Wei continued, "I guess you have guessed it. Yes, the reason why you were ambushed by the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect was that I revealed your whereabouts to them! And those involved in this matter are not only the first elder and the third elder, but also the Murong family that you have always regarded as your own family!"

At this point, Liang Wei looked at Tang Fei with malicious eyes and said with a smile: "How is it? When you heard that you were betrayed by the Murong family you trusted the most, did you feel very uncomfortable?"

After a long silence, Tang Fei said calmly: "I wonder why the Holy Son would say these words at this time?"

"Ha!" Liang Wei stood up and laughed, "Tang Fei, you are not a fool, I might as well tell you the truth. Your participation in this trip to the secret realm of Qiankun Palace was at my instruction! For the third largest forbidden land, the death of a waste should be reasonable, right? Hahahaha!"

Tang Fei asked calmly: "So, you don't want to pretend anymore?"

"Pretend? Why should I pretend?" Liang Wei laughed, "It feels so wonderful to personally push a genius who was once admired by thousands of people into the abyss! But if I don't share this feeling with others, it will be so boring!"

At this point, Liang Wei grinned and said, "It's been a year! I've been holding it in for a whole year! Today I finally said it in front of you! Do you know how uncomfortable it is for me? Now that you're dying, I don't have to hold it in anymore! Not only that, I have to watch with my own eyes as you are unwilling to give in, but you can only let me drive you, and eventually you can only step by step walk into the dead end I designed for you and die completely! Hahahahahaha!"

After laughing wildly for a while, seeing that Tang Fei had no reaction, Liang Wei could not help but get furious: "Why aren't you angry? Shouldn't you be yelling at me and telling me about your grievances at this time? But why are you so calm?!"

Tang Fei said coldly: "Liang Wei, don't you think you are just a clown now?"

"You!" Liang Wei said angrily, "You are about to die, but you still insist on being stubborn! In this case, I will let you lead the charge in the secret realm! I will let you use your life to pave the way for me!"

Tang Fei sighed and said, "Liang Wei, since you don't want to pretend anymore, then I won't pretend either. I won't go with you to the Qiankun Palace Secret Realm this time."

Liang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean by that?"

"That is to say, he will not leave with your Ziqing Holy Land, but will leave with us."

A voice suddenly sounded, startling Liang Wei. Without hesitation, he waved his palm in the direction of the sound. With a "bang", a big hole was made in the wall. But Liang Wei's eyes blurred, and the next moment he saw a young man in black sitting at the table, pouring a cup of tea.

Liang Wei was filled with doubt and took a defensive stance towards the black-clothed boy. But the boy seemed to have not seen him at all, and drank his tea slowly. He turned his head and said to Tang Fei: "The tea from the Purple Purity Holy Land is not very good! It feels worse than the Yunjian Pavilion Yunyun Tea I drank last time."

Tang Fei didn't care about Liang Wei, he just sat down in front of the black-clothed boy, poured himself a cup of tea, and said casually: "It's not that Ziqing Holy Land doesn't have good tea, it's just that Liang Wei is not qualified to drink it."

"Oh? Even the Son of God is not qualified to drink? Then I'm quite curious." The young man in black smiled faintly.

The two of them were talking as if they were alone, which immediately annoyed Liang Wei. Liang Wei shouted angrily, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the residence of Saint Ziqing? Do you believe that I can kill you with one palm?"

The young man in black glanced at Liang Wei and said disdainfully, "I call you a Holy Son. Do you really think you are a piece of cake? They are all Holy Sons. Look at Guan Shuo and Fang Yiming, and then look at Tang Fei. Which one of them is not better than you? Even the newly promoted Holy Son of Jiuyou Holy Land is much more dignified than you."

Liang Wei was furious: "I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Wei had already slapped the boy's head. He had obviously used all his strength in this palm. If he had really hit the boy, I'm afraid his head would have been directly smashed.

But the young man did not even raise his head, and casually slapped forward. There was a loud noise, Liang Wei screamed, and retreated several steps. He looked down at his palm, but found that there was a faint black air in the palm, which could not be dispelled for a while.

Liang Wei was shocked and angry: "Luo Hou Zhen Qi! Are you from Shura Dao?"

"A little knowledge, but not much," the young man said calmly.

Afterwards, he stopped paying attention to Liang Wei and said to Tang Fei, "Do you want me to take care of this guy for you?"

Tang Fei shook his head: "No. Although you and I have formed an alliance, I want to solve my own problems."

"Okay. Do you need to make any preparations?"

"No, let's go now!"

Afterwards, the two of them ignored Liang Wei and left through the broken wall. Tang Fei's cultivation level had dropped and he could no longer fly, so the young man took him away.

Before the two of them left, Liang Wei shouted at Tang Fei, "Tang Fei, how dare you betray your master and collude with Shura Dao? If you take this step today, you will be hunted down by all the righteous sects for the rest of your life!"

Tang Fei glanced at Liang Wei, and saw that Liang Wei's originally handsome appearance was now distorted.

Tang Fei said calmly: "What I lost, I will get back with my own hands one day. You should cherish the rest of your life!"

Having said that, he no longer paid attention to Liang Wei and left with the young man in black.

Faintly, Tang Fei heard Liang Wei's roar behind him: "Tang Fei, I will make you live a life worse than death!"