Looking at Panlong City, its walls washed in rosy light and dyed a pale gold, Luo Feng felt a surge of familiarity rise from the depths of his heart and let out a soft breath.
This ti returning ho, his state of mind was different from before. With the results of being first Martial Champion, and becoming an Inner Sect Disciple of Linglong Hall of the Twelve Golden Palaces, this was truly a hocoming in embroidered robes; to say he felt no excitent in his heart was impossible.
Quickening his pace, Luo Feng and the old hunter followed the surging stream of people and soon arrived before the city gate.
On both sides of the gate stood over a dozen city-guarding soldiers, their gazes sweeping across the crowd.
"Eh!"
The leading city guard let his eyes pass over Luo Feng, was stunned for a mont, then lowered his voice to the man beside him and said, "Look at that youth, he seems to be Young Master Luo Feng."
"Young Master Luo Feng?"
The other man started, glanced at Luo Feng, then frowned and said:
"He does look very similar, but Young Master Luo Feng should be at Linglong Hall right now preparing for the New Dragon List tournant. How could he be back in Panlong City? Besides, I rember Young Master Luo Feng wasn’t this tall."
No wonder he didn’t dare be sure. In just this one year, Luo Feng had grown much taller, and as his Cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, his entire bearing had beco completely different from before.
If one were to say that in the past he was a treasured blade sealed beneath mud and dust, then at this mont a corner of that mud and dust had already been wiped away, revealing the edge within.
The captain of the city guard hesitated for a mont, then strode over to the wooden cart.
The old hunter hastily said, "Sir, is there sothing the matter?"
The city guard captain turned his gaze to Luo Feng and asked respectfully, "May I ask if you are Young Master Luo Feng?"
Luo Feng recognized him as one of the guard captains from within the family and smiled. "Captain Zhang, you don’t rember ?"
The city guard captain’s brows jumped, then he was overjoyed. "It truly is Young Master Luo Feng! Pardon my poor eyes, I actually failed to recognize you just now."
"Young Master has returned! I’ll go notify the Family Head and Madam!"
Hearing the city guard captain’s words, all the surrounding guards’ eyes lit up. One of them turned and ran toward the city interior.
The flow of people at the gate was a surging tide. This commotion imdiately drew the surrounding gazes over.
"He is the Luo Family’s second young master, Luo Feng?"
"Judging by Guard Zhang’s attitude toward him, it can’t be false."
"Tsk tsk, there’s a sharp light in his eyes; this youth is certainly no simple character. No wonder that before he even turned sixteen, he already had the strength to contend with experts on the New Dragon List. I heard that in this hunting tournant, he ranked fourth on the individual rit rankings, even surpassing most of the top ten New Dragons."
"Luotian really has good fortune, to have such a son."
"Isn’t that so. If my useless son had half of Luo Feng’s accomplishnts, I’d gladly trade ten years of my life..."
The news that Luo Feng had ranked fourth on the individual rit rankings of the hunting tournant had already spread throughout the entire Flowing Cloud Region. Now he and Lu Xiao Yun were spoken of together as the two great geniuses of the Flowing Cloud Region. The vast majority of the people around wanted to see what sort of bearing this rumored genius possessed; one after another they craned their necks, peering toward where Luo Feng stood. Among them, so young girls in their boudoirs, seeing Luo Feng’s handso bearing, had their beautiful eyes ripple, their faces tinted with rosy clouds as they whispered among themselves.
Feeling the gazes from all around, Luo Feng gave a bitter smile in his heart. If he continued to stay here, it would probably be hard for those who wanted to enter the city to get through.
"Captain Zhang, arrange for soone to escort this old gentleman into the city. I’ll take my leave first."
"Very well..."
The city guard captain had just opened his mouth when he was startled to discover that Luo Feng’s figure had already vanished. He marveled inwardly: such speed—who knows what level Young Master Luo Feng’s Cultivation has reached!
The old hunter stood where he was, only now coming back to his senses. He asked, "S...sir, that youth just now was...?"
The city guard captain’s eyes showed pride as he smiled and said, "He is the second young master of our Panlong City City Lord Mansion, Luo Feng."
He is Luo Feng...
Although the old hunter had been ntally prepared, now that he received confirmation, he was still so shocked that he couldn’t speak.
He had never imagined that the warm-hearted youth who helped him push his cart was actually that figure of storm and clouds from the Twelve Golden Palaces, Luo Feng. His whole being felt as if this news had knocked him into a fog of clouds.
The city guard clapped his hands and ordered, "n, escort this wooden cart into the city..."
...
After entering the city, Luo Feng headed straight for the Luo Mansion.
After the Luo Family beca the Panlong City City Lord Mansion, the residence had been completely refurbished. It now occupied more than a thousand mu of land, with a broad, open layout. Before the main gate stood a pair of jade wild lions as tall as two n, glaring with round, angry eyes, imposing and extraordinary. At the gate stood a squad of guards in bright armor, their gazes sharp; it was obvious they were all outstanding figures among those in the ridian Wheel Realm.
"Young Master Luo Feng!"
Seeing Luo Feng, the guards at the gate brightened and imdiately bowed respectfully.
Luo Feng nodded and asked, "Are my father and mother at ho?"
"The Family Head and Madam are both in. Soone has already gone in to give word," one of them answered.
"Good. Take this Silver and have so wine."
Luo Feng took out a silver note for one thousand taels and tossed it in front of one of the guards.
"Many thanks, Young Master!"
The guards were overjoyed and all voiced their thanks.
Luo Feng stepped through the main gate, and before he had gone far, several figures ca quickly from the opposite side. The leading man was around forty, tall and powerfully built, his tiger-like eyes blazing with light, a natural, invisible authority radiating from him. This was none other than Panlong City’s City Lord, Luotian. Beside him, the lady with gentle bearing and lovely features was his mother, Yang Qing.
"Feng Er!"
From a distance, when Yang Qing saw Luo Feng, she hurried a few steps. When she reached him, she studied him carefully, her beautiful eyes faintly moist, and grabbed his right hand. "You’re finally back. I heard about the hunting tournant. Those Demon Sect disciples are vicious and ruthless..."
Luo Feng smiled. "Mother, my strength is formidable. Those Demon Sect disciples couldn’t do anything to ."
"Still so glib."
Seeing that Luo Feng was safe and sound, Yang Qing quietly let out a breath. A smile appeared on her face as her gaze swept past Luo Feng, looking behind him.
"Mother, what are you looking for?" Luo Feng asked in puzzlent.
"You’re alone?"
Luo Feng nodded. "Who else would there be?"
Yang Qing’s Daii knit slightly as she complained, sowhat displeased, "Linglong Hall is full of female disciples. You’re so outstanding—if there aren’t ten or eight girls who adore you, there should at least be two or three..."
Luo Feng knew Yang Qing was about to bring up his marriage again and could only smile bitterly in his heart.
"Qing’er, Feng Er went to Linglong Hall to cultivate. Where is your mind running off to?"
Luo Tian spoke up to help Luo Feng out of the situation, then said to Luo Feng, "Feng Er, we already know that in this hunting tournant you obtained fourth place on the individual rankings. As your father, I’m proud of you."
Luo Feng smiled faintly, glanced at Luo Tian, and said joyfully, "Father, you’ve already broken through to the Spiritual Rotation Realm?"
He hadn’t noticed before, but looking now, Luo Tian’s aura was incomparably pure and vast, Jing Qi surging through his entire body, yet restrained and not leaking out. He was already at the late stage of the second level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.
As for Yang Qing, her cultivation had also improved by a large margin compared to before; she was just one step away from stepping into the Spiritual Rotation Realm.
"Mm, I broke through to the Spiritual Rotation Realm three months ago."
Luo Tian laughed heartily, patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, and said solemnly, "Feng Er, you’re a great roc above the clouds; sooner or later you’ll soar into the heavens. This tiny Canglang Dynasty can’t hold you, and we naturally can’t beco your burden either."
Yang Qing nodded lightly and said, "However, that we could break through so quickly is thanks to the wealth you had your big brother bring back."
When he parted from Luo Tian and the others last ti, Luo Feng had left most of his wealth with his elder brother Luo Xiao. Among it, besides a large amount of Yuan Stones and treasures, there were also many pills and Martial Arts Secret Manuals, all of decent grade. Relying on these resources, Luo Tian and Yang Qing’s cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds.
Hearing his parents’ words, Luo Feng felt a bit moved. It seed Luo Tian and Yang Qing had long anticipated that he would one day go out to roam the rtiad. In order not to make him worry, they had been cultivating diligently.
After a mont’s thought, Luo Feng told the two of them about his decision to go out and temper himself.
"You want to go outside the Canglang Dynasty to train!"
Yang Qing’s expression changed slightly.
Luo Feng nodded.
Yang Qing lightly pressed her lips together, her gaze more solemn than ever before:
"Feng Er, I know your ambitions aren’t small. It’s just that the world outside is very, very vast. When your father and I were young, we once traveled in the Dali Dynasty for a ti. We personally saw experts fall, and even those Spiritual Rotation Realm experts were no exception. For you to go beyond the Canglang Dynasty to roam right now is far too dangerous. Why not just cultivate in the Golden Palace? When the ti is ripe in the future, it won’t be too late to consider going outside to temper yourself."
Luo Feng shook his head and smiled. "Mother, you don’t need to worry. With my current strength, as long as I don’t encounter a True Yuan Realm Martial Artist, I have the power to protect myself."
These words were no exaggeration. His Grand Montum had already broken through, and the second transformation of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, "Blood Soul Transformation," had been cultivated to the seventh stage. His strength was on par with a ninth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. Adding the earth-grade Qinggong, Sky Cloud Step—so long as he went all out to flee, even peak ninth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists would find it hard to kill him.
Hearing this, Luo Tian was startled and hurriedly asked, "Feng Er, what realm has your cultivation reached?"
So doubt also appeared in Yang Qing’s beautiful eyes.
"Late stage of the eighth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."
Buzz!
As he spoke, Luo Feng released his aura.
In an instant, wind and clouds surged in the entire courtyard, trees rustled violently, and facing Luo Feng, Luo Tian and Yang Qing actually felt a bit unsteady on their feet. They were instantly shocked in their hearts.
Half a year ago, when Luo Feng faced Yi Tian, he had only been at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Now he was already at the late stage of the eighth level. Even though they knew their son was no longer who he used to be, it still felt unbelievable.
Luo Feng had long thought through how to persuade the two of them. He drew back his aura and said:
"Father, Mother, I’m cultivating an earth-grade Cultivation Technique. The quality of my Yuan Qi far surpasses Martial Artists of the sa level. As long as I’m cautious, there won’t be any danger."
Luo Tian looked at Luo Feng silently, then suddenly nodded. "It seems your mind is already made up. In that case, I won’t stop you."
"Tian-ge..."
Yang Qing was still sowhat uneasy.
"A fledgling eagle must eventually fly high on its own."
Luo Tian shook his head, stopping what Yang Qing was about to say next. Then he turned to Luo Feng and said, "Feng Er, go and temper yourself with an easy mind. You don’t need to worry about the family’s affairs. But when you have ti, rember to send word back so your mother won’t worry."
"Yes."
Luo Feng nodded.
Yang Qing reached out and brushed away a trace of travel-worn dust from Luo Feng’s face, asking, "Feng Er, when do you plan to leave?"
"Zi Ling’s birthday is in two days. I plan to set out after her birthday. Oh right, where’s that girl Zi Ling?"
Yang Qing smiled. "She said she wants to hurry to Linglong Hall and be reunited with you. At this hour, she should still be cultivating at the martial arena. I’ll go tidy up your room; you go take a look at her at the martial arena. This past year, she’s been asking about your news every day."
Luo Feng nodded. "Then I’ll head to the martial arena first."
After a brief farewell, Luo Feng followed his mories and walked toward the martial arena.
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