Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

“Why don’t we all go up and have a chat together?” Lei Yun said with a smile.

“It’s our honor to be invited by Senior Brother Lei!” Song Tianwu and the others said as they clasped their fists.

“How shall I address this brother?” Lei Yun looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had a good impression of this Lei Yun, who was powerful yet amiable.

He clasped his fist and said, “Lin Feng, and this is my cousin Ziyuan!”

“Would Brother Lin and Miss Ziyuan care to join us for a drink?” Lei Yun asked with a smile.

Lin Feng replied, “Thank you for the invitation, Brother Lei. I would be delighted to accept.”

Then, the group made their way to a private room on the third floor.

Song Tianwu said with a smile, “Senior Brother Lei has quite the taste, enjoying a drink all by himself.”

Lei Yun chuckled and said, “If I grow tired from my cultivation, I like to come out alone to clear my mind and contemplate if there’s anything I did wrong during my practice.”

A thought struck Lin Feng, that Lei Yun’s habit of self-reflection was an outstanding quality in a cultivator, yet it was something few could achieve. Many could only see their own strengths, blind to their weaknesses, or even if they saw their weaknesses, they would not confront them.

But this Lei Yun could scrutinize his own shortcomings, no wonder he was so formidable at such a young age.

Lei Yun ordered new dishes and drinks, looked at Song Tianwu and the others with a smile, and said, “I’m curious, when did you juniors arrive in Wucheng? We have ventured out together in the past, yet you didn’t come to see me upon arriving. Do you not consider me a friend?”

Song Tianwu quickly replied, “We did not think it through, and we hope Senior Brother will not hold it against us. We originally planned to visit you after finishing all our matters, but we didn’t expect to run into you here.”

With a coquettish laugh, Li Ruoya said, “That’s right, Senior Brother, maybe it’s all just fate.”

“Haha, then we should drink to this fate!” Lei Yun declared with a laugh.

Everyone raised their glasses together.

Lei Yun turned his gaze to Lin Feng, and without any hint of disdain for Lin Feng’s “lesser realm,” he smiled and said, “Is this Brother Lin’s first visit to the City of Mist?”

Lin Feng nodded and replied, “Indeed, it is.”

Lei Yun said, “Actually, the people of Wucheng are very friendly. You should know, Brother Lin, that no matter where you are, there will always be some worms.”

The “worms” Lei Yun referred to were naturally “Nalan Kang” and “Helian Ze.”

Lin Feng smiled and said, “I don’t take such matters to heart. They are merely fleeting strangers; why should we get hung up on them?”

Lei Yun replied with a smile, “Brother Lin is truly magnanimous, but one must always be cautious, especially around noble family’s young masters who often harbor narrow minds. It’s something to keep an eye on.”

Lin Feng was briefly taken aback, then he nodded and said, “Thank you for the reminder, Brother Lei.”

Lei Yun smiled, knowing that Lin Feng was a clever man and had understood his implication.

Although Lin Feng’s cultivation seemed genuinely not very high, Lei Yun had an intuition that even if he were to confront Lin Feng, the price of victory might be quite steep. This feeling, although it seemed wildly ludicrous, was something Lei Yun always trusted profoundly.

Therefore, helping Lin Feng casually might pay off one day, right? Even if there was no return, he wouldn’t lose anything; it was just a casual remark after all.

The group got along quite well, especially after drinking some liquor, their relationship felt much closer. Li Muge, with his arm around Lin Feng’s shoulders, said, “Brother Lin, I guess you’re eighteen or nineteen this year, right? Still at the Martial General Realm, your talent doesn’t seem to be up to scratch. I think you shouldn’t bother returning to the sects of East County Divine Land. East County Divine Land is far inferior to our Desert Domain. After you go home, talk to your elders and then bring your cousin to our Dragon Cloud Sect. When the time comes, I’ll get you an Inner Sect Disciple position. As for Miss Ziyuan, let her start as an Outer Disciple. Once her cultivation level rises, she can get promoted too.”

Lin Feng could not help but smile wryly; Li Muge was clearly drunk. He smiled and said, “Thanks for the kind offer, Brother Li, I’ll give it some serious thought.”

“Haha, that’s the spirit! Come on, let’s continue toasting!”

Li Muge lifted his cup and started to gulp down the drink.

After spending three days in the city, Lei Yun personally came to see everyone off. Lin Feng, Song Tianwu, and the others bid farewell to Lei Yun. Outside Wucheng, Song Tianwu said with a smile, “What Junior Brother Muge said that day wasn’t just drunken talk, Brother Lin can consider it. Of course, remember, make sure to bring Miss Ziyuan with you to our Dragon Cloud Sect. I see that Miss Ziyuan has good talent. With the right cultivation, her level might rise quite quickly.”

Lin Feng had his doubts. Song Tianwu seemed alright, but his “concern” for Ziyuan was a bit excessive. That was the real reason Lin Feng was wary of these people; he didn’t want to become enemies with them over Ziyuan.

Lin Feng bowed with his fists clasped and said with a smile, “I will certainly consider it thoroughly.”

“Great, let’s part ways here then.”

Song Tianwu nodded in satisfaction.

“Brother Lin, Miss Ziyuan, have a safe journey.”

“Brother Lin, be sure to bring Miss Ziyuan to our Dragon Cloud.”

Fan Di and Li Muge were incredibly enthusiastic, even somewhat reluctant to part ways, though it was unclear whether it was Lin Feng or Ziyuan they were more reluctant to see leave.

“We shall meet again!” Lin Feng clasped his fists in farewell and departed with Ziyuan.

Li Ruoya said, “Lin Feng is not a bad person, it’s just a pity that he’s nineteen this year and only at the Seventh Layer Heaven of the Martial General Realm. His level of cultivation is somewhat lacking.”

With that, she shook her head slightly and stopped dwelling on it.

In her view, even if Lin Feng really did come to the Dragon Cloud Sect in the future, their interactions wouldn’t be too frequent.

After all, there was a disparity in status.

“Alright, let’s move on,” Song Tianwu said.

The group nodded, each of them summoning a flying sword. The swords they summoned rapidly increased in size, and the group jumped on top of them. Steering the flying swords swiftly, they flew quickly towards the distance, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng and Ziyuan hastened in another direction, towards Beihuang City in the Desert Domain.

Beihuang City, one of the Ten Great Ancient Cities of the Desert Domain, hosted many branches of powerful forces. Lin Feng wanted to see in Beihuang City if any of the Four Great Sects were recruiting disciples.

“Kid, you won’t get away…”

A chilling voice came from behind, as dozens of figures rapidly approached, with Nalan Kang and Helian Ze in the lead.

Following Nalan Kang and Helian Ze were six strong individuals at the Martial King Realm. Clearly, they had come prepared, intending to ambush and assassinate Lin Feng here.