"So many people have come!"
No wonder even the younger generation of Sun Moon Immortal Sect could enter Endless Land and Rivers. It seemed that the outer perimeter of Endless Land and Rivers was really unguarded.
These people gathered outside Bronze Cauldron Mountain, seemingly waiting for something.
Night fell, and as far as the eye could see, there were lights everywhere. There were many cultivators lighting bonfires in the forest and setting up tents. Some were cultivating and meditating, holding spirit stones in their hands. Their meridians were opened, and a dense brilliance shone out. There were also some sitting by the bonfire, roasting the meat of strange beasts, drinking wine in big mouthfuls while discussing something.
Feng Feiyun's gaze fell on a campfire near the mountain wall. A meter-thick piece of wood was placed on top of the fire, burning brightly. Next to the fire was a group of strangely dressed men. Some had scars on their faces, some were missing eyes, and some even had a golden-striped spirit snake coiled around their waist. They exuded a ferocious and terrifying aura.
Their weapons were crude; some had machetes, some had maces, and some had hammers as big as millstones.
They were drinking wine and eating meat, their mouths full of vulgarities. The other cultivators all stayed far away from them, feeling that it was beneath them to stay together. This was a group of unreasonable people.
"Second Boss, look at that woman, she's so flirtatious!"
Wu Jiu held a roasted golden bird claw in his hand. As he gnawed on it, he stared fixedly at Long Qingyang, who was sitting on the jade mat in the distance. His oily hands were constantly rubbing against his tattered robes.
Beside him, a short and stocky bandit with a black face, big eyes, and a beard slapped Wu Jiu's face and cursed, "You good-for-nothing! If you like it, then go and do it!"
This gorilla-like bandit was the "Second Boss" of the Huang Feng Ridge.
"I … I'm just looking."
Wu Jiu said resentfully, his eyes still fixed on Long Qingyang. Suddenly, the distant Long Qingyang seemed to sense his burning gaze and turned her head to smile at him tenderly. Her eyes were full of seduction.
"Boom!" Wu Jiu froze. The bird claw in his hand fell to the ground, his body petrified.
"Bam!"
The Second Head sent out another slap, knocking Wu Jiu to the ground. Wu Jiu's head hit a stone as he scolded, "Useless."
Second Boss also glanced at the seductive woman in the distance and felt his body twitch. He quickly withdrew his gaze and mysteriously said: "Our target this time is Feiyun. This is an order from First Boss, don't ruin the big picture for a woman."
These bandits were the Huang Feng Bandits. They ran for more than one hundred thousand miles from the border of the Grand Southern Prefecture to Endless Land.
"Don't worry, everyone is gathered outside of Bronze Cauldron. Feng Feiyun will definitely come as well. I'll seduce him then and he'll obediently follow us back to Huang Feng Ridge." A woman with a bow on her back slapped her thigh and declared.
This girl looked to be around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. Her name was "Shyflower Thirteenth Lady". She had the charm of a mature woman with a pair of round and supple legs. However, she carried a strong bandit aura. She joined the Huang Feng Ridge three years ago and became its fourth boss.
The bandits laughed after hearing this. Someone teased: "Feng Feiyun might be the number one bandit but he's also very picky. If Fourth Boss was two hundred years younger, he might fall for your honey trap, but now …"
"Boom!"
The first bandit was blown away by Shyflower. He crashed into a mountain and took a while to crawl out. He obediently sat on the ground and didn't dare to laugh.
All the bandits were silent. After a while, someone finally spoke: "First Boss hasn't shown himself for many years. I didn't expect him to show up this time for Feiyun. Second Boss, do you think Feiyun is the bastard son of First Boss?"
Second Boss nodded seriously: "It's unlikely but their relationship is definitely not ordinary. I heard Third Boss say that last time Feng Feiyun came to Huang Feng Ridge, First Boss came out and gave the Phoenix Demonic Sword to Third Boss, who then gave it to Feng Feiyun."
The First Boss of Huang Feng Ridge was very mysterious and rarely showed himself. Only Second Boss and Third Boss had seen him a few times. The others didn't even know what he looked like. They only knew that he was an extremely ruthless person.
Feiyun stood in the distance and listened in all directions. Of course, he heard every word of this group of bandits and became suspicious: "The Red Phoenix Demonic Sword actually came from the First Boss of Huang Feng Ridge? Could this mysterious First Boss be the legendary demonic man?"
Before Hong Yan died, she left behind a letter that mentioned the Unparalleled Demonic Man. She had learned the secret of the five divine garments from the Unparalleled Demonic Man.
Her Firebird Gown was also given to her by the demonic man.
It seemed like this demonic man was closely related to her!
"Senior Uncle, it's him, he's the one who injured First Brother and Senior Brother Zhao on top of using his eyes to profane Junior Sister Ruixin." Feiyun wanted to find out more about the first boss of Huang Feng Ridge. Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind him.
The group of prodigies from Sun Moon surrounded a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing. They surrounded Feng Feiyun and glared at Feng Feiyun. Only the girl named Ruixin shyly lowered her head and followed closely behind the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Feng Feiyun and politely said: "I am Meng Qiunan from Sun Moon. I heard you're quite strong but you still bully the weak. Not only did you injure our disciple, but you also profane the daughter of the White Moon Messenger. Ruixin, don't you think you should give us an explanation?"
Qiunan didn't purposely suppress his voice. Many people heard him and looked over. Someone exclaimed: "That's Meng Qiunan from Sun Moon. I heard he has just become a half-step Giant and won first place in the competition of the 18th generation. Who would be so blind as to offend him at this time?"
"I heard it's a vagabond cultivator who profaned the youngest daughter of the White Moon Messenger, the brightest pearl of Sun Moon, Liu Ruixin."
"Damn, this vagabond cultivator is really something, daring to do something to the messenger's daughter. No wonder why Meng Qiunan is so eager, looks like he wants to show off in front of the messenger."
Sun Moon was too famous. Very few people dared to oppose them. Now, someone who wasn't afraid of death had appeared. This made them laugh, thinking that this was going to be a good show.
"Miss Long, what the hell is Sun Moon doing?
He's just a vagabond cultivator, do they really need to send out a half-step Giant? "An old man appeared behind Long Qingyang and whispered.
Long Qingyang had a gentle smile on his face as he tugged at his robe, his eyes sparkling. "Meng Qiunan is an idiot. How could he do something so damaging to Liu Ruixin's reputation? He wanted to suck up to the White Moon Messenger, but this time, he failed miserably.
Haha.
Oh right, how are our people doing? "
The old man looked at the snow-white skin and beautiful face and couldn't help but feel restless. He gulped and said: "It's done. Once Feng Feiyun shows up, he won't be able to hide from us."
Long Qingyang sat up on the jade couch and bent her slender waist. Her eyelashes fluttered as her beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings. Her eyes were as bright as the stars, but she frowned slightly. Her expression would make any man want to devour her. She shook her head and said, "I have a feeling that he's already here."
"What?
He's here already?
Why didn't our people notice him? "The old man was surprised.
"Feng Feiyun wouldn't be Feng Feiyun if he could be found so easily.
Don't worry.
The Beiming and Qian are even more anxious than us. Let's wait and see. "
Long Qingyang's body softened as she laid back down. Her red lips were full of lust and carried a strange smile.
Feng Feiyun knew that the people from Sun Moon would come for him, but he didn't expect them to come so soon. He smiled and said: "I was the one who beat him up. Your sect's rules are too lax and can't discipline your disciples well, so I helped you.
As for profaning any girls, I've never done such a thing. If you want to say that I did, then I'll have to admit it. "
This vagrant cultivator was too arrogant.
Xiao Tianyue's wounds hadn't healed yet and his arm was still dripping blood. However, he was fearless with Meng Qiunan's support: "You can't talk about our sect's rules. Uncle, I think this fella is purposely provoking us.
He's adding another crime to Feng Feiyun's list.
Meng Qiunan's expression was ashen: "If you don't put us in your eyes, then let me see how strong your Buddhist arts are."
"Boom!"
A divine moon halo rushed out from Meng Qiunan's back, enveloping and wrapping around his body. He kept forming hand seals on his hands, and the divine moon halo became stronger and stronger, bursting out with dazzling divine light, almost making people unable to open their eyes.
"This is a terrifying paragon art of Sun Moon. Once cultivated to the extreme, it can change the world and turn day into night."
The cultivators nearby took out their soulbound artifacts in order to protect themselves. They didn't want to be injured by this technique.
"Boom!"
A loud sound rang as if someone was striking a Buddhist bell.
Suddenly, the light disappeared. Meng Qiunan was blown away with his mouth full of blood and fell to the ground.
What?
This was a half-step Giant, but now, he was stuck on the ground with his legs facing the sky. He looked like an incense stick, quite comical. However, no one could laugh at this moment. They all stared at the vagrant cultivator with the bell.