Ren Feifan shrugged: "I just prefer tranquility."
The woman heard this, getting more angry: "Do you realize your desire for tranquility has destroyed the entire Artifact Spirit Festival!"
"Have you considered the consequences?"
Ren Feifan’s voice was indifferent: "I never said I was going to the Artifact Spirit Festival."
"Also, you should know I’m hiding from you, not from the Artifact Spirit Festival."
"Alright, I have important matters to attend to here, you’ve seen and lost your temper, now you can leave."
Obviously, Ren Feifan had issued a dismissal order!
The woman was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then responded, "Ren Feifan, are you still waiting for that minuscule miracle?"
"The Samsara Master has fallen; do you think the things you once worked hard for could really happen?"
"A martial artist seeks the Dao and techniques naturally, not unrealistically!"
"The Artifact Spirit Festival is your greatest opportunity at the mont."
"Moreover, have you forgotten the Dragon Girl?"
"Even if you don’t think for yourself, you should consider the Dragon Girl who risked life and limb to protect you!"
Ren Feifan heard ’Dragon Girl’, and the Blood Moon in his pupils rapidly revolved, with flowing dragon patterns appearing on his arm.
Next second, the woman’s pupils dilated, feeling nearly suffocated!
Should the man before her wish it, she would certainly die!
The dragon has a reversed scale; touch it and die!
And the words just spoken were precisely Ren Feifan’s reversed scale!
"Xi Hanming, this is the final warning."
"If you continue to follow , I swear your entire family, would be wiped out overnight."
"Since you know , you should know whether I’d do such a thing!"
"Elder Ye, we’re leaving."
The next mont, the void tore apart, and the figures of Elder Ye and Ren Feifan vanished.
Leaving behind only the woman and a group of powerful figures.
One elder appeared in front of the woman, concerned: "Miss, what should we do next?"
The woman recovered from her fright, her visage serene: "Based on Ren Feifan’s actions over the years, it should be related to the Divine Kingdom."
"We’ll find a way to visit the Divine Kingdom without breaking the rules."
The elder was taken aback, sowhat puzzled, but replied: "Yes, Miss."
Soon, the bloody land was empty, with only the stone tablet inscribed with countless nas standing.
This was once glorious.
It was also once tragic.
...
At the sa ti, another towering peak in the Upper Realm, Wo Long Cliff, stood.
Wo Long Cliff exuded a grand aura, like a supre Immortal Mountain, its majestic presence sweeping the four directions, Seven-Colored Divine Light illuminating the heavens.
And atop Wo Long Cliff, a magnificent palace of streaming light and color rose, perched atop by a Divine Bird, its imposing manner seemingly capable of destroying the world, invincible.
At that instant, a voice of doubt echoed within the hall, as an elderly man sitting cross-legged in it slowly opened his eyes.
The elder appeared as an ordinary person, yet his eyes radiated endless brilliance; upon opening them, powerful montum erupted, his garnts swayed, threads of Hongng Energy spontaneously appeared, slowly circulating around him.
This elder was none other than the Qi Yunshu in Wang Yunting’s words, his brow slightly raised, fingers weaving signs, streams of light circulating at his fingertips, mysterious information flooding into his mind.
"Interesting." Qi Yunshu’s eyes suddenly lit up, the surrounding Hongng Energy exploded, and singing resounded throughout the world, with Golden Lotuses spontaneously erging.
Qi Yunshu was neither surprised nor alard by the situation, indifferent to it, rely curling his lips into an arc, smiling faintly: "It seems the last appointnt made by the Yin Yang Divine Palace is near."
At the foot of Wo Long Cliff, imposing and majestic figures emitting endless light arrived.
Leading them was a woman, tall, stunningly beautiful, exuding a seductive aura; where she passed, even flowers and trees bent toward her, emanating sweet fragrances, drawn to her.
"Flower Fairy, your charm is becoming more remarkable." A massive, majestic man in golden armor beside the woman laughed.
"Hehe, you are truly irresistible too, Sect Master of Kuang Battle Sect; countless won in the Upper Realm wish to throw themselves at you."
The woman called Flower Fairy covered her mouth in a light laugh, her eyes flowing, her beauty leaving the Sect Master of Kuang Battle Sect srized.
"Hehe, Sect Master Kuang, mind your image, don’t leave any drool."
A voice sounded, and Sect Master Kuang glared at its source, seeing a sage-like, thinly-clad young man, gold folding fan in hand, walking through the clouds.
This graceful young man was equally formidable, with elegant movents causing mountains and rivers to shake, a man of great brute force.
"Liu Wuxiang, I truly don’t know how Yunyou Sect chose you as sect master; a sect choosing a brute-force freak who looks like a pretty face, becoming the joke of the Upper Realm."
Sect Master Kuang unceremoniously countered, revealing Liu Wuxiang’s true thoughts.
Upon hearing this, Liu Wuxiang, looking like a refined young man, was unperturbed, chuckling: "Sect Master Kuang, I don’t want to be sect master either, this is the sect’s decision, not mine."
Then, another voice appeared, from a broad-eared, stout, cheerful figure resembling Maitreya Buddha.
"Alright, we’re all here to seek Elder Qi, so let’s quickly pay him a visit."
Upon hearing him, Sect Master Kuang glanced at Liu Wuxiang, then the group proceeded up Wo Long Cliff’s steps.
Among them were five people, all notable sect masters of the Upper Realm, seeking an audience with Qi Yunshu.
However, halfway up Wo Long Cliff, they were stopped by a small figure, a middle-aged man in attendant student attire.
"Everyone, please return, Elder Qi doesn’t accept guests." The middle-aged man had weak strength, yet faced the formidable, renowned sect masters fearlessly, speaking straightforwardly.
"This, we kindly ask you to speak favorably to Elder Qi for us, we ca from afar, hoping to catch sight of Elder Qi."
A group of distinguished sect masters treated the middle-aged man, weak like an ant in their eyes, with surprising courtesy, with Liu Wuxiang even presenting a Treasure Bead emitting Hongng Aura to the man.
All this was because of Qi Yunshu; this middle-aged man was Qi Yunshu’s servant, so regardless of his weak strength, whether he was but a dog or even a fly, as Qi Yunshu’s subordinate, they treated him with respect.
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