Feng Feiyun's gaze once again shifted towards the direction of the curtain. Zheng Dongliu actually called him (or her) master; could it be that the other party was an upper echelon of the Yin Gou Clan?
If the other party really was an upper echelon of the Yin Gou Clan, then even Feng Wanpeng would have to kneel before him (or her).
After all, the Yin Gou Clan was one level stronger than the Feng Clan!
The person behind the curtain slowly stood up. His (her) lips seemed to slightly move, but no sound came out. Then, he sat back down.
Sound transmission through the air!
This person was able to condense sound waves into a thread, and it directly entered Zheng Dongliu's ears!
This person's cultivation far exceeded Feng Feiyun's expectations. This person was definitely a cultivation master; maybe even stronger than Feng Wanpeng and San Ye.
Zheng Dongliu nodded his head, and then he smiled towards Feng Feiyun: "My master said that Young Master Feng is too young; I'm afraid that you won't be able to control a battle of several thousand people. She doesn't have much confidence in you.
Unless Young Master Feng is able to prove that he has enough courage and intelligence, the Yin Gou Ward will not accept a losing deal. "
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Then how does your master want me to prove it?"
Zheng Dongliu nodded his head and smiled: "If you can answer three of her questions, then she will personally kill San Ye. If she personally takes action, then San Ye will die without a doubt."
Feng Feiyun's gaze shifted over, and he smiled: "Senior's words are so bold; it seems that your ability is not small. Please give me the question!"
The other party's cultivation was extremely high, and her aura was extraordinary. Her state of mind was even more unparalleled. Feng Feiyun felt that she was an old woman who had cultivated for more than a hundred years. Her hair must have turned white; otherwise, her state of mind wouldn't be as calm as an ancient well.
Of course, this was only Feng Feiyun's guess. The other party's real age was not something that he could see through right now.
The wind blew the curtain, creating a clear and melodious sound.
The figure behind the curtain seemed more and more ethereal, making it hard to see her clearly. It was impossible to tell her age, only that she was wearing a spotless white gown made of chiffon silk, exquisite and elegant. In her hand was a red pipa, but she did not play it.
This was an elegant old woman, Feng Feiyun thought to himself.
Her voice was indeed very hoarse, just like the desert wind, dry and harsh. "The first question, the Eagle Claw gang's members are all over Spirit State City. If you want to exterminate them, you must gather them together. How are you going to gather thousands of gang members?"
The voice sounded like that of an old woman in her seventies or eighties. It was hoarse and old.
However, Feng Feiyun could tell that this wasn't her original voice, but a voice that had been altered using a special method.
She didn't want him to know her identity!
"In eight days, it will be San Ye's birthday. At that time, the Eagle Claw gang's members will be present, and it will be the time to catch them all in one net." Feng Feiyun calmly replied.
She nodded her head, and said: "The second question, the Eagle Claw gang has more than four thousand members. Even though they are a motley crew, to exterminate them, I'm afraid we will have to pay a heavy price. Have you calculated the number of casualties of the city guards?"
Feng Feiyun smiled: "Naturally, I have calculated it. If I were to be in command, the casualties would absolutely not exceed one hundred."
"Not exceed one hundred?"
Zheng Dongliu said: "Even if the eighteen heavenly marquis of the Godly Jin Dynasty were in command, the casualties would not be only one hundred. Young Master Feng, don't talk big in front of my master."
Feng Feiyun said: "I never talk big. If Manager Zheng doesn't believe me, do you dare to come with me to the Blood Eagle Mansion in eight days?"
Zheng Dongliu frowned, and said: "Outside of the Eagle Claw gang, no one has ever entered the Blood Eagle Mansion and came out alive."
"To deal with the Eagle Claw gang, I have to go to the Blood Eagle Mansion." Feng Feiyun straightened his chest, and his words gave people a feeling of incomparable confidence.
There was a long silence!
A soft applause came from behind the curtain. She smiled and said: "I didn't think that in this small Spirit State City, I would meet such a bold young man. What is your name?"
Feng Feiyun's heart was happy, and he said: "Is this your third question?"
"That's right." Her voice was still old and hoarse!
"My surname is Feng, and my name is Feiyun!"
She said: "Feng Feiyun, it seems like you are a child of the Feng Clan of the Grand Southern Prefecture. You are indeed talented, and your whole body is filled with courage. I will remember this name. A young and promising talent like you should not be buried in a small place like Spirit State City. Only by going out can you see a wider world."
Feng Feiyun said: "I believe that day will not be too far away."
"This business is settled, not for anything else, but for you, Feng Feiyun, these three words.
The Yin Gou Ward will help you kill San Ye, and what we want is the wealth of the entire Blood Eagle Mansion, not a single copper coin less. "She continued.
"Then it's settled. Eight days later, Spirit State City will be dyed with blood."
After the business was settled, Feng Feiyun bought three more Blood Spirit Seedlings from the Yin Gou Ward, and then he left. Returning to the Governor's Mansion, his heart felt a lot more confident.
Tying the Yin Gou Ward to his own chariot, this move, when Feng Feiyun decided to deal with San Ye, had already been planned out.
However, that old woman, who had yet to appear, made his heart exceptionally curious. In the end, what was this person's identity?
After Feng Feiyun left, the curtain was gently lifted, and a hand as white as a beautiful jade reached out. This hand was like an ice sculpture, like a flawless lotus blooming on the surface of the lake.
Seeing this hand, Zheng Dongliu, once again, quickly kneeled on the ground, and fiercely buried his head, almost touching the ground.
It was like a loyal hound seeing its master!
This woman's status in the Yin Gou Clan was extremely high, so he didn't dare to neglect her.
"Die 'er, Die' er, follow him!"
The palm of this jade hand overflowed with a large amount of white mist. Clouds of immortal mist curled up, and the strands of mist condensed into a white crystal butterfly.
At first, this butterfly was motionless, but it gradually came to life. Its wings gently trembled, and it flew out of the palm of her hand. It flew out of the Yin Gou Ward, and it chased after Feng Feiyun.
This white butterfly was the condensation of spirit energy, and it already had its own spirit; it was comparable to a half spirit beast.
"Master, your identity is noble, why are you wasting eight days in Spirit State City for a little Feng Feiyun?" Zheng Dongliu was very puzzled, and he asked with a humble tone.
The mysterious woman's voice was no longer hoarse; it was as clear as an oriole, and she said: "This child is not simple; he was able to withstand thirty percent of my pressure. His cultivation is very strange; this is the first reason."
"The second reason is that a little intermediate Spirit Realm cultivator dared to fight against an intermediate Immortal Foundation expert; I really have to admire his courage."
"If he could really destroy the Eagle Claw gang with less than one hundred casualties, then he would definitely be a rare talent. I would not hesitate to become friends with him."
Zheng Dongliu said: "If Feng Feiyun could make a friend like Master, then his name would spread all over the world, and his meteoric rise would only be a matter of time.
This is definitely a fortune that he wouldn't be able to cultivate for eight lifetimes. "
Zheng Dongliu knew how great the identity of this master was. Even the current clan master of the Feng Clan of the Grand Southern Prefecture, if he saw her, would have to bow down to pay respect. Feng Wanpeng, the lord of Spirit State City, in front of her, could only be considered an ant.
Her one word was enough to mobilize an army of millions.
If Feng Feiyun was able to obtain her appreciation, then his future would be limitless. However, Master's eyes were very high; she simply wouldn't look at ordinary people.
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Time flew by like a white steed, and eight days quickly passed.
In these eight days, Feng Feiyun only went to the barracks of the city guards once; the rest of his time was used to cultivate. After seeing the mysterious old woman from the Yin Gou Ward, Feng Feiyun felt that his strength was far from enough, so he used the Blood Spirit Seeds to refine his blood.
In eight days, he used up eight Blood Spirit Seeds. Now, even without the help of the water pressure, he was completely able to withstand the medicinal power of the Blood Spirit Seeds.
The blood in his body became a bit darker, and the flow of blood became faster.
In these eight days, Feng Feiyun went to the Yin Gou Ward twice, but he didn't see the mysterious old woman again. Even the sixteen Iron Armored Soldiers completely disappeared.
Feng Feiyun turned around and rode on the back of a red tiger. He held the reins and laughed: "Elder Liu, today we are going to a birthday celebration, no need to be so nervous."
Housekeeper Liu was wearing a black robe, but he couldn't relax. With a stiff face, he smiled: "Even though the Blood Eagle Mansion is the most dangerous place in Spirit State City, this old servant is not nervous at all. This old servant is only worried about you, Young Master!
Right now, eight days have passed since the one month deadline, when are you going to make your move? "
Housekeeper Liu felt that he couldn't understand Feng Feiyun's thoughts; it was as if he wasn't anxious at all.
Obviously, he had already vowed to kill the third master, but now he was going to celebrate his birthday with great fanfare. In the end, what was he trying to do?
Feng Feiyun mysteriously smiled and said: "Maybe I will make my move today?"
Housekeeper Liu naturally didn't believe that he would make his move today. After all, the five thousand city guards were not mobilized. How could he take more than a hundred slaves to kill thousands of Eagle Claw gang members? It was simply a joke.
These more than a hundred slaves were only the laborers to transport the gifts. Dozens of gifts couldn't be transported by one or two people. Feng Feiyun specially invited more than a hundred strong slaves to transport the gifts.
This was the first time Young Master Feng went to celebrate the third master's birthday. Naturally, he was quite generous. There were a total of twenty-eight large carriages, and on top of each carriage, there were four large iron chests. The gifts inside were definitely not light, and the slaves were extremely tired.
Feng Feiyun was humming a little song as he led the mighty fleet to celebrate the third master's birthday.