NOVEL NEXT Chapter 182: Obviously, I’m The More Level-headed One Here
Elder Jiang handed Xue Qiang a map of the Dao Seeking School's territory.
"Xue Qiang, you're the most level-headed person here. You'll be teleported close to the Death Plains. While it might be faster to go straight through, don't do it, go around instead," Elder Jiang said, his expression turning serious as he mentioned the Death Plains.
"The southeastern part isn't too dangerous for your cultivation level, but the closer you get to the center, the greater the risk. Even Return To Void realm experts can't cross it easily."
Xue Qiang took the map and nodded, her face serious. "Don't worry, Elder Jiang. I'll follow your instructions."
Feng Fan watched their interaction with a raised eyebrow. 'The only reason he says that is because he doesn't know Qinqin well enough. Obviously, I'm the more level-headed one here.'
"Let's hurry; we don't have time to waste. When they come back for you, we'll stall as long as we can to give you time to escape. Also, change your clothes before you go. Don't wear the White Crow Sect robes—it'll make you harder to recognize," Yin Jian instructed, moving his gaze toward Feng Fan.
That was when Feng Fan realized he was the only one still wearing the White Crow Sect robes. He quickly headed to the nearest bathroom and changed into a plain white robe with black accents. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire
"Alright, I'm ready now," Feng Fan said.
The four of them walked to the center of the room. Yin Jian and Elder Jiang activated the formation, and in an instant, the scenery around them changed.
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"Senior Brother, these people are really strong. Do you think our disciples stand a chance against them?" asked a woman wearing Blue Dragon Sect robes.
A man flying beside her shook his head before answering. "Probably not, but they should at least gain something from the immortal ruins. That place is strange, the closer you get to the center, the colder it becomes, and Nascent Soul realm cultivators or higher can't enter."
The woman sighed. "It would've been better if the immortal ruins were discovered in the Qian Empire. Since they're inside the Death Plains and the news has already spread, now we have to compete with geniuses from other regions…"
Her words made the man sigh. "Junior Sister, you're too naive. These are the ruins of an immortal. Do you really think people wouldn't invade the Qian Empire to claim them? Even if they were inside our territory, it would be impossible to keep them to ourselves."
"You're right, Senior Brother," the junior sister replied politely as they continued flying from the Death Plains toward the Qian Empire.
The moment they left the Death Plains, they got the shock of their lives. A long-haired man in a white robe stood with three beautiful women.
The man and woman recognized him instantly. He was the most hated person in the White Crow Empire. His image had been circulated inside their sect, and a reward had been offered: whoever killed him would be richly rewarded!
Feng Fan also stared at the duo, stunned. 'Damn it, just my luck! The Blue Dragon Sect is here, and they've recognized me!'
Now he regretted not hiding his face. 'The downside of being this handsome is how easily I'm recognized…'
Barely five seconds after teleporting, they were already spotted!
The man and woman from the Blue Dragon Sect exchanged glances before grinning.
"Well, well, if it isn't the infamous Feng Fan. Seems like our luck just turned around," the man said, his voice filled with amusement. "The reward for our current mission is nothing compared to the bounty on your head."
Both of them summoned a sword from their space rings, their cultivation techniques flaring to life.
Nascent Soul realm!
That was the source of their confidence. Against them, Feng Fan was nothing more than a mere toddler.
Even if he had dominated the Young Generation Competition, what did that matter? In front of experienced cultivators like them, he was just a stepping stone.
'Ah, I already miss the days of cultivating and flirting back at the White Crow Sect… Good things never last long,' he thought, summoning the Suppression Relic.
Feng Fan didn't seem to take the people in front of him seriously. Huang Xue, Xue Qiang, and Su Xiaoli also readied their weapons for the fight ahead, though their expressions were far less relaxed.
The man was the first to move. His sword glowed brightly as he charged toward Feng Fan.
"Sun Slash!" A blazing sun appeared behind him, and the temperature around them rose sharply.
Feng Fan channeled spiritual qi into the Suppression Relic, which hummed excitedly in response. After months without a fight, it was eager to show its power.
Clang!
Sword and brick collided, the force of the impact sending both of them stumbling back. While the man from the Blue Dragon Sect took two steps back, Feng Fan took four.
Though the man had the upper hand, he hadn't expected Feng Fan to be nearly on par with him.
A look of surprise crossed his face. "Impressive… So this is the power of the top-ranked young cultivator. It seems I underestimated you."
Feng Fan clicked his tongue, unable to resist provoking his opponent. "Brother, it's not that you underestimated me—you overestimated yourself."
The man's expression twitched. "I've heard you have a sharp tongue. Let's see how long you can keep talking."
"If you shut up, I promise not to say anything. Your voice is really annoying. How did your mother even manage to raise you? Poor woman…"
Hearing Feng Fan mention his mother, the man nearly lost his mind with rage. His mother had died at the hands of his drunk father, making this a deeply sensitive topic for him.
"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!" he roared, charging forward like a cheetah. His sword rose high before slashing down toward Feng Fan's head.
Feng Fan smirked and raised his brick to block the attack.
While Feng Fan dealt with the man, Huang Xue, Su Xiaoli, and Xue Qiang were locked in a stalemate with the other woman.