Dawn broke over the verdant Songdu Peak, filled with the chirping of a hundred birds.
Fang Hongfeng felt as light as a feather as he walked down the path, as if he could float away on the breeze.
He felt great. Absolutely fantastic.
Anyone who received a Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact out of thin air would feel just as great as he did.
He’d always considered himself worldly and knowledgeable. But he never would have guessed that the junior brother he’d written off as an arrogant, conceited brat was actually an Artifact Refining Master!
An Artifact Refining Master far, far superior to his own master, Bai Feifei!
After his master, Bai Feifei, shalessly pestered and wheedled, the Artifact Refining Master hadn’t just forged a Profound Artifact for her. He had also casually crafted a Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact for him!
If his master, Bai Feifei, had managed to scrape together enough materials, he might be holding a Profound Artifact right now instead!
Thinking about it now, it all felt like a dream.
Of course, he’d been too excited to close his eyes all night, so he hadn’t actually had any dreams.
This ti, he was on an errand. Early in the morning, Bai Feifei had sent him to fetch Shen Lang to get to work.
Fang Hongfeng felt his master was truly shaless. Shen Lang had clearly finished everything in a single day.
They had clearly agreed beforehand to only repair Spiritual Artifacts, not forge new ones.
But Bai Feifei had not only shalessly pushed Shen Lang into forging several new Spiritual Artifacts, she now wanted him to drag the man back for more hard labor!
But thinking about the perks that ca from Shen Lang, Fang Hongfeng felt a wicked, shaless side of himself erging.
’Experience really does count for sothing. Master is Master, after all. If she wasn’t so shaless, how would I have ever gotten a Fourth Grade Spiritual Artifact?’
’Only by leveraging Master’s shalessness can I possibly get a Profound Artifact...’
Practically vibrating with excitent, Fang Hongfeng arrived at Feixian Garden, the area where Shen Lang lived.
But Feixian Garden covered a huge area. Fang Hongfeng was puzzled for a mont, then waved over a junior brother. "Hey, you, co here. I need to ask you sothing."
When the junior brother saw it was Fang Hongfeng, he imdiately scurried over eagerly. "Greetings, Senior Brother Fang! What can I do for you?"
"Do you know where Shen Lang lives?" Fang Hongfeng asked casually.
The junior brother, who had been all smiles, suddenly had an incredibly conflicted expression on his face the mont he heard Shen Lang’s na.
He glanced left and right to make sure no one was paying attention, then pointed into the distance. "Senior Brother, do you see over there? Shen Lang’s house is over there. His house was demolished by Tian Hao and Yan Qi, and now..."
"What?! How dare he!"
Fang Hongfeng’s furious roar was like a bolt from the blue, nearly knocking the Qi Martial Realm junior brother unconscious!
Before the junior brother could explain further, Fang Hongfeng drew his Longsword and charged like a tiger descending a mountain toward the place where the house was still being built.
With his sharp eyesight, he had long since spotted the figure of that scumbag Tian Hao in the crowd, bossing people around.
Tian Hao was lounging in a rocking chair, leisurely supervising the construction, when his ears suddenly twitched at the sound of Fang Hongfeng’s voice.
’Hm? What’s that bastard Fang Hongfeng want with ? What’s all the shouting about?’ Tian Hao thought, turning his head in annoyance.
The mont he turned, he saw Fang Hongfeng had already leaped high into the air, gripping a Longsword with both hands and slashing down at him with a surge of Powerful Qi!
"Fuck, what did I ever do to you!"
The previously relaxed Tian Hao felt a jolt and shot up from the rocking chair like a spring, taking to his heels and running.
Tian Hao knew Fang Hongfeng’s personality very well; after all, they had been sect brothers for many years.
The guy was usually gentle and refined, but when he flew into a rage, he was even more ruthless and reckless than Yan Qi!
Tian Hao was ruthless, at best. That brute Yan Qi was reckless. But Fang Hongfeng? He was downright suicidal!
The deadliest part was that he ca with a terrifying master, Bai Feifei—a woman nobody liked but nobody dared to disrespect!
If there was anyone among this generation of Songdu Peak disciples that Tian Hao didn’t dare to provoke, it was definitely Fang Hongfeng.
The two of them had always coexisted peacefully, even nodding to each other when they t.
But now, seeing Fang Hongfeng’s crazed deanor, he looked for all the world like Tian Hao had slept with his sister—eyes bloodshot, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws...
’The thing is, I don’t even have a sister!’
Tian Hao didn’t have ti to think. He pulled his Lifebound Spiritual Artifact from his Suru Ring and turned to flee.
He didn’t dare rally his underlings to fight Fang Hongfeng. If he did, Bai Feifei would probably blow up his family’s entire estate.
"Fang Hongfeng, what the hell is the grudge between us? You’re coming at this hard right from the start! Are you trying to kill ?"
Tian Hao was in a weakened state. He’d been injured last night, tricked by Shen Lang, and had spent the entire night here supervising the work without any sleep. He didn’t get far before Fang Hongfeng caught up to him.
He had no choice but to turn and fight.
’In any case, our Cultivation levels are about the sa. You really think I’m afraid of you?!’
However, what Tian Hao never expected was that the very first ti he blocked Fang Hongfeng’s Longsword...
CLANG!
After the crisp sound, Tian Hao stared, dumbfounded, as the Spiritual Artifact in his hand was sent flying!
With just that brief contact, Tian Hao understood one thing—the Spiritual Artifact in Fang Hongfeng’s hand was far stronger than his!
’But how is that possible?’
’Before, his Spiritual Artifact was way worse than mine. If we really fought, I should’ve had the clear advantage when it ca to our weapons.’
’But recalling that clash... the Spiritual Artifact in Fang Hongfeng’s hand had to be at least Third Grade, maybe even Fourth Grade...’
Before Tian Hao could figure it out, Fang Hongfeng charged like a mad bull, his second strike already chopping down.
"Fuck..."
Tian Hao was scared shitless. He did a donkey’s roll to dodge, pulled out another Spiritual Artifact, and barely managed to block Fang Hongfeng.
"Goddammit, where the hell did I offend you?! If you don’t make it clear, I won’t accept this even if you kill !"
The mont the words left his mouth, Tian Hao took a kick from Fang Hongfeng to the waist.
He let out a pained cry and was sent flying, the Spiritual Artifact in his hand clattering to the side.
Fang Hongfeng pressed his advantage, imdiately closing the distance and kicking Tian Hao again and again until he was crying for his parents.
"No grudge with ? You fucking dared to offend Junior Brother Shen Lang! Who else would I beat if not you?"
As he spoke, Fang Hongfeng gripped his sword hilt and slamd the poml down hard on Tian Hao’s back.
Tian Hao let out a howl, swallowing the words that were just about to leave his mouth.
"You reckless fool! You actually dared to tear down Junior Brother Shen Lang’s house? You and I are now mortal enemies!"
Tian Hao was stunned again. ’Fuck, I didn’t sleep with your sister or your wife, how did we beco mortal enemies...’
Just as he had that thought, he took another heavy blow, the pain making him see stars and grimace.
Fang Hongfeng’s eyes were bloodshot. He roared continuously as he kicked Tian Hao again and again, beating him half to death, causing the crowd of spectating sect brothers to click their tongues in amazent.
But they all understood the situation. It wasn’t wise for ordinary people to interfere in a fight like this. Victory and defeat depended on one’s own ability.
Basically, no one could afford to offend the backers of either side.
All they could do was stand on the sidelines and shout a few words.
"Senior Brother, stop fighting... Whoa, that one was vicious. Senior Brother Tian Hao probably won’t be able to get out of bed for a few days."
"Senior Brother Fang, we’re all sect brothers, there’s no need for this... Damn, he’s even using ’Monkey Grabs the Peaches’! What kind of deep-seated hatred is this?"
"I’ve got lon seeds here, anyone want so? We’ve been busy all night, so let’s take a break. We can learn a lot from watching these two senior brothers spar."
The only one who wanted to intervene, Yan Qi, stood in the crowd, sighing constantly.
Tian Hao was getting beaten too brutally. Logically, he should have stepped in.
But, thinking of the terrifying Bai Feifei...
That woman, supposedly when she was only eighteen or nineteen, had used so mysterious Elixir Pills to cripple the previous Peak Master. She then chased him for nearly a hundred miles, running several laps around Songdu Peak before finally giving up.
Sect Leader Su Wenxuan had felt she might be lonely after all these years and kindly introduced her to a young prodigy from the White Rainbow Sect. Because of that, the Sect Leader went into seclusion for three months, afraid to see anyone... and she actually stood guard at his door for the entire three months!
Who would dare to easily provoke such a ferocious person?
anwhile, Fang Hongfeng was getting more and more into it, shouting with every kick, "If you fucking scare Junior Brother Shen Lang away, the Sect Leader himself will flay you alive!"
With a punch, he added, "If anything happens to Junior Brother Shen Lang, your grandfather can forget about being the Grand Elder!"
After being cursed at so many tis, the miserable Tian Hao finally understood—this bastard was here to stand up for Shen Lang!
’But the thing is, even if Shen Lang is impressive, it’s not to *this* degree, is it?’
’Didn’t he just join the Profound Dao Sect? How can they be talking about the Sect Leader getting involved?’
’If the Sect Leader really cared that much, why would he be in the Outer Sect?’
’Most importantly, I already got my ass handed to by him yesterday! I’m building him a house right now, for crying out loud! Can’t you ask a few questions before you start a fight?’
Under Tian Hao’s resentful gaze, Yan Qi and the others finally managed to pull away the now-tired Fang Hongfeng.
After a final string of curses, Fang Hongfeng took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and roared into it, "Master, you have to co quickly! Tian Hao demolished Junior Brother Shen Lang’s house, and now Junior Brother Shen Lang is missing! If he’s gone, our Profound Artifacts are gone! Neither of us will be able to face the Sect Leader! This son of a bitch Tian Hao has ruined our beautiful dreams..."
The Sound Transmission Talisman imdiately flared with Spirit Light, shooting into the sky like a small bird and vanishing in an instant.
On the ground, Tian Hao struggled to his feet. He was just about to reason with Fang Hongfeng when he heard those words. He took to his heels and ran, much faster than before.
As he ran, he shouted, "Sun Hongwen, explain everything to him! I’m counting on you! I’m going to Heaven-Reaching Peak to take refuge!"
Just then, Shu Lan, dressed in practical martial attire, pushed through the crowd. She looked around anxiously and called out, "Senior Brother! Senior Brother Shen Lang? Where are you?"
Shu Lan hadn’t co with Fang Hongfeng, and by the ti she arrived, the fight was already over.
Just from listening to the discussions of the crowd, she pieced together what had happened... Shen Lang had offended Tian Hao and his group, so Tian Hao demolished his house, and now Shen Lang was missing!
While Sun Hongwen was stepping forward with a long face to explain things to Fang Hongfeng, Shu Lan had already begun circling Feixian Garden, constantly calling out for Shen Lang.
"What’s all this commotion so early in the morning? Can’t a guy get so sleep?"
Shen Lang’s voice drifted up from the base of the cliff next to his ruined house.
Everyone was stunned. That was a bottomless cliff! There was nothing but barren rock below, so how could Shen Lang’s voice be coming from there?
The crowd rushed to the cliff’s edge in a flurry. Looking down, they all gasped in unison...
User Comments
0 comments from readers