Peerless Martial God

After Prince Wu Qing left, the crowd broke up in discord again. Some people left on their own. The Ye Clan was in charge of the eastern town, so they had obviously prepared some places for Lin Feng and the others. Since Ru Feng, Ru Yun, and the others were close to the Ye Clan, the Ye Clan prepared a nice courtyard for Lin Feng. Lin Feng didn’t leave, he stayed there, practiced cultivation calmly and talked to his fellow disciples at the same time.

Hou Qing Lin and the others had arrived in Godly Clouds City, but they were in different towns. They decided not to gather yet, after careful consideration. They would meet on the stage of the Meeting of the Continent of the Nine Clouds. If any of their group failed to be accepted as a participant, they would wait in Godly Clouds City.

Regarding Mu Chen and Jing Xiao Yue, Lin Feng closely monitored their movements because the Saint was with them. They were the only ones who hadn’t arrived in Godly Clouds City yet. Mu Chen didn’t intend to join the Meeting of the Continent of the Nine Clouds, he just wanted to come to Godly Clouds City to enjoy the city, and his time with Jing Xiao Yue.

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Lin Feng was seated on a stone chair in his courtyard, watching Ru Feng and Ru Yun concoct potions, medicine, pellets… Lin Feng had studied medicine before, but he had quickly given up for various reasons. He wanted to focus on cultivation and had nobody to teach him, and he didn’t have good ingredients either, so he had eventually stopped.

But now, seeing those people, Lin Feng realized that medicine could be impressive too. What these people were doing was completely different from what he had studied back then…

“Brother Lin Feng, you think concocting pellets is fun?” asked Yao Yao, coming over to Lin Feng while laughing

“I wonder how strong you are at concocting potions and pellets. Ru Feng, Ru Yun, and Zi Ling are all studying and you’re being lazy!” retorted Lin Feng cheerfully.

Yao Yao stuck out her tongue and pouted, then sat down next to Lin Feng and said smiling, “They all say I’m lazy. Brother Lin Feng, in the Dark Night Region, you’re quite famous. I guess you’re extremely strong, right? Prince Wu Qing is arrogant, can you beat him or not?”

Lin Feng was surprised this little girl was so curious.

“I don’t know how strong Prince Wu Qing is. I don’t know if I could defeat him or not,” replied Lin Feng shrugging.

“You’re right,” said Yao Yao, nodding, then smiled and said, “But I’m sure my brother can beat him.”

“Your brother?” Lin Feng looked at Yao Yao. She had faith in her brother. Prince Wu Qing was the First Master of the Dark Night Region, he was definitely extremely strong. He practiced emotionless cultivation, his Three Thousand Threads of Emotionlessness Strength constituted the basics of his Three Thousand Deadly Technique. He was extremely strong. But this little girl said, with deep and profound kindness, that her brother was extremely strong.

“Yes, my brother is extremely strong!” said Yao Yao with a broad smile.

Lin Feng just nodded, giving a noncommittal reply, “Alright, I hope I’ll meet him someday.”

Someone strode abruptly into the courtyard. Lin Feng was surprised and cold lights appeared in his eyes.

When that person sensed Lin Feng’s cold gaze, he stopped and stood there. He said to Lin Feng, “Lin Feng, we’re not in the Dark Night Region. I knew you were here, so I came to see you and have a chat.”

“What do you want?” asked Lin Feng indifferently.

“I want to see how strong you are. I know I can move on to the next step for the Meeting of the Continent of the Nine Clouds,” said that person calmly. He had an ancient sword on his back, he was probably a sword cultivator.

“You came to challenge Brother Lin Feng?” said Yao Yao, her eyes were twinkling as she said, “Alright, Brother Lin Feng, teach him a good lesson!”

Lin Feng was speechless. This girl was too enthusiastic, Lin Feng didn’t refuse and said, “Come in, then.”

The man entered the courtyard and shook hands with Lin Feng, “I’m from Tian Yuan Ancient City, Wanjiangu Mo Yu. Let’s exchange views on cultivation please, Your Excellency.”

A terrifying Sword intent filled the air, as if millions of swords had been unsheathed at the same time. “Be careful!”, said Mo Yu.

Yao Yao moved quickly away to give them space to fight. Mo Yu shifted and his sword energies emitted furious humming sounds. An invisible and intangible Sword intent filled the air. It was like millions of swords were cutting into the air.

Sword lights glittered and the man unsheathed his sword. It was an ordinary sword, but when it appeared in front of Mo Yu, Lin Feng realized it was extraordinary, a king of swords. An endless amount of Sword intent emerged from the sword, forming a vortex around it. A terrifying strength pierced right through Lin Feng’s skin…that was true Sword intent.

Even though the man said he wanted to chat and exchange views on cultivation, actually he had come to challenge Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn’t mind, though. He just smiled and moved too.He released a towering Qi, which condensed into a Holy Spirit Sword. Stars appeared in his hands. His fingers turned into sharp swords, containing an incredible sword Dao.

“Sword cultivators?” Ru Feng and Ru Yun stopped concocting pellets and looked at Lin Feng in surprise.

“Die!” shouted Mo Yu loudly. Millions of swords seemed to be condensing before him. His sword seemed like it could cut through space and time. It shot towards Lin Feng.

At the same time, Lin Feng’s sword also thrust forwards. Lin Feng looked confident and at ease. Then, sharp and clear breaking and snapping sounds spread in the air. In the twinkling of an eye, the Sword intent stopped humming.

Mo Yu’s sword was broken. Lin Feng’s sword disappeared as well. However, Lin Feng appeared in front of Mo Yu, he had a sword in his hand, and could easily kill him.

The difference between them was too big.

“How did you do that?” Mo Yu asked Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled and put his sword away. His sword became invisible and intangible.

“Do you understand?” he said to Mo Yu. Mo Yu frowned. He had been practicing sword cultivation for such a long time. However, Lin Feng had just made some simple moves, and had won quickly.

“I don’t really understand.” said Mo Yu. He understood a little bit but not everything. Lin Feng hadn’t used a sword technique. He hadn’t summoned a sword. However, he didn’t understand how Lin Feng had moved so fast. The difference between them was too big, and he had suffered a crushing defeat.

“I’ve been practicing sword cultivation for so many years. But I’m confused, how do you carry out the best sword attacks? Do you need to use the most powerful sword techniques? Do you need to summon powerful swords? Recently, I suddenly understood that swords have no abstruse energies, no cosmic energies, no Dao. Swords might form a faction in themselves. Sword cultivation is something empty, natural, you just follow your inclinations to practice sword cultivation. I wonder if that’s how you transcend worldliness as a sword cultivator. Swords seem to be invisible and intangible.”

murmured Lin Feng softly. He seemed to be talking to Mo Yu, but at the same time it was like he was talking to himself.

However, Mo Yu was astounded by what Lin Feng was saying. His heart started pounding. Were swords supposed to be invisible and intangible? What was his Dao? His own mind? His own inclinations?

“When you are determined, there’s a sword,” whispered Mo Yu, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Indeed, when you are determined, there’s a sword!” laughed Lin Feng. “That’s what I think. I don’t know if it’s useful to you.”

Mo Yu remained silent, he looked pensive. Then, he looked at Lin Feng and bowed very low. Then, he raised his head, looked at Lin Feng and smiled. “Someday, when I understand swords, you will be my teacher.”

Mo Yu bowed again and walked backwards slowly. He turned around only when he reached the door and departed.

“Interesting guy,” commented Lin Feng.

“Lin Feng, what you said was beautiful. You’re so kind to share your knowledge with other people,” said Ru Feng, walking up to Lin Feng.

“I don’t know if I’m right or not. It’s just a personal opinion. I haven’t had time to check those things. But whether he will succeed or not depends on his fate,” said Lin Feng smiling, “But that guy is a good sword cultivator. I hope he will reach the clouds. I’d be happy for him.”

“Strange guy,” said Yao Yao, pursing her lips. “He came to challenge you, and you helped him.”

“Haha, it depends on people. If Wang Sheng challenges me, it’s for other reasons,” said Lin Feng breezily. Ru Feng and the others nodded. It was almost time for their challenge!

“We’re not very close to the place where we fought last time. Let’s go,” said Ru Feng calmly. Everybody nodded and headed out.

Wang Sheng, a strong cultivator of the Pellet Kings Clan, had challenged these people from Red Clouds. Many people knew that, and so today there were even more people there to watch than expected. They wanted to watch this battle between geniuses from two different regions who were all from clans of alchemists. Who would win the second battle? These people from Red Clouds, or the Pellet Kings Clan? Would the Kings regain their face?