Meng Taiyue found a chance to let Feng Feiyun out of the pouch and followed the Meng into Celestial Market. From start to finish, he didn't say a word to Feng Feiyun. Bringing Feng Feiyun out of Kalpa Mountain was already a great risk. His fate would be miserable if the Meng saw him bringing a stranger into the caravan.
Feng Feiyun's cultivation had recovered by more than half. His wounds were almost healed as well, so he wasn't in a rush to leave. He stood outside of Celestial Market and watched for a long time.
In the distance, there were many ferocious beasts hauling ores back. Meng Taiyue's beast was only pulling one of the carts.
"This Meng Clan is really amazing. They actually raised twelve Flood Beasts and brought back twelve carts of ore at once. Each cart of ore is as big as a small mountain.
They must be a powerful clan in this area. "Feng Feiyun stroked his chin.
Feng Feiyun and Supreme were thrown out of the spatial storm at the same time. He guessed that she should be in this area as well. He had to find her before she left this place.
Otherwise, the Sixth Central Dynasty would be extremely vast. Finding her again would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
Perhaps he could borrow the Meng's power.
The Meng was one of the top clans in Season Domain. It had been around for more than 80,000 years.
A random general from the Meng could suppress a sect like the Senluo Temple.
There were many clans, blessed lands, immortal cities, and grotto-heavens in Season Domain. Many of them were stronger than Sacred Spirit Palace. There were even a few sects that had been around for several hundred thousand years that could easily destroy Sacred Spirit Palace.
Season spanned from the north to the south with one immortal's leap, around ninety million miles. It was ten thousand times larger than the Jin Dynasty.
As for the Season Domain, very few people knew where it was in the Sixth Central Dynasty. These cultivators only knew that there were the Fire Domain, the Tiger Domain, and a few other domains beside the Season Domain.
Even ninth-level Heaven's Mandate cultivators rarely made it out of one realm. They didn't know much about the other realms because one was already boundlessly vast.
Feng Feiyun was thrown out by the spatial storm. The mountain range he reached was called the "Calamity Mountain Range".
The Disaster Mountain Range was located in the western part of the Season Region. It was a mountain range that spanned tens of millions of kilometers. It was rich in resources. Countless spirit beasts gathered there, and there were spirit mountains and spirit medicines. There were spirit veins underground, and of course, there were also rich ores.
The Meng family had more than ten mines in the Hundred Tribulations Mountain Range. That day, Feng Feiyun happened to run into one of the teams transporting ores. Otherwise, with his seriously injured body, he would have been killed by the powerful spirit beasts inside.
This was the news that Feng Feiyun had heard in the Futian Market in the past two days.
"That's the Sixth Central Dynasty for you, more prosperous than I imagined. Just one domain alone has produced an ancient sect that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years."
Feng Feiyun was sitting in a jade pavilion floating in the sky. He wore a clean white daoist robe and looked quite handsome. His eyes were slightly red as he carefully tasted the spirit beast meat and peach wine.
These were extremely precious dishes in the Jin Dynasty, but they were only the most common dishes here.
Just the Hundred Tribulations Mountain Range alone spanned for tens of millions of miles. Trying to find Supreme alone would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
"The Li Clan found a Dragon Spirit Stone in their ore garden, causing quite a stir in Futian Market. Experts from the Li Clan are here to escort it back to the clan."
"The treasure master of the Li Clan will be handsomely rewarded this time."
"Meng Xingchen from the Meng Clan recently refined a ninth-ranked spirit treasure, the twelfth in Season. That's why he's the number one blacksmith master in Season. From now on, the Meng's status in Season will rise to another level."
"I heard about this too. The Meng has been preparing for this treasure for many years and spent an astronomical amount of materials. After dozens of generations of hard work, they finally accomplished this feat in this generation."
Feiyun was able to hear a lot of information while staying in this pavilion.
Heavenseek City was located at the edge of the Hundred Tribulations Mountain Range. Many cultivators came here to adventure and train, so the population was quite high.
"Hmph!
Ignorant fools, do you really think Meng Xingchen can refine a ninth-ranked spirit treasure? "
A young noble dressed in purple gently fanned himself by the window of the pavilion. He had a fluttering temperament.
His voice was clear without a trace of the roughness that a man should have. Instead, it carried a hint of femininity.
Feng Feiyun couldn't help but stare at the young noble. He didn't look too old, only around seventeen or eighteen years old. He was well-dressed, neither too extravagant nor too plain. His hair was also neatly combed without a single strand out of place.
It was difficult to see his face clearly. It was as if he was covered by a thin layer of mist, but this layer of mist could not be seen. It gave people a feeling that he was both real and illusory.
Feng Feiyun didn't bother to use his Heavenly Phoenix Gaze since it would be disrespectful and would only anger the other party.
However, Feng Feiyun could see the young noble's hands. They were very white and delicate. Each finger was soft to the extreme as if they were carved from immortal jade. Even the nails were polished to a crystalline state.
Feng Feiyun only knew one man with such beautiful hands — Long Qingyang.
Clearly, he wasn't the same type of person as Long Qingyang, so there could only be one explanation.
Feng Feiyun withdrew his gaze. Right when Feng Feiyun was about to leave, the entrance to the pavilion was blocked. A group of cultivators came in with a bronze armored leader: "I heard someone dares to doubt the authenticity of our Meng's ninth-ranked spirit treasure. Come out if you have the guts!"
These cultivators all had a medallion with the word "Meng" on their waists. Meng Taiyue was among them, but he followed behind the Meng cultivators with a calm expression.
It was clear that this group of cultivators from the Meng Clan was downstairs. When they heard that someone had dared to provoke the Meng Clan, they came up together to teach that person a lesson.
"It's an elder from the Meng, Meng Mujing. I heard he experienced a rebirth of life and death and has been guarding the city for eight hundred years."
"He's one of the top ten experts from the Meng. That young man is out of luck."
"The Meng has a ninth-ranked spirit treasure, becoming one of the top powers in Season. Anyone who dares to provoke them is courting death."
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There were many cultivators in the pavilion but they weren't panicking. No one dared to fight in Celestial Market. Otherwise, they would be annihilated by the experts here.
The young noble in purple smiled and waved his fan: "The Meng doesn't have the ability to refine a ninth-ranked spirit treasure, they're only sucking up to Firmaments City.
Meng Xingchen married his daughter to the young lord of Firmaments City as a concubine. That's how the city helped them in refining a ninth-ranked spirit treasure.
To be honest, a daughter for a ninth-ranked spirit treasure, the Meng really got lucky. "
The Meng cultivators were furious. Meng Mujing emitted a white aura and coldly said: "Young Miss Meng Lingyan and the young lord of Firmaments City are in love, yet you're making it sound so ugly. You're clearly slandering our clan's reputation.
Do you dare to fight me to the death on the stage? "
"Yes!
Fight to the death! "
The Meng cultivators were furious.
Meng Taiyue, on the other hand, was calm with a tinge of loneliness and disdain in his eyes.
He didn't refute the purple-robed man's words, because what the purple-robed man said was the truth.
"No need.
You've disturbed my drinking mood, all of you must die. "
The purple-robed young master was still sitting there, waving his folding fan with his fair and delicate hand. With a wave of his hand, a small speck of light flew out, creating a crack in the space behind him.
No one could see clearly what he had shot out.
"Pluff!
Pluff!
Pluff! "
When the light returned to the folding fan, the cultivators of the Meng Clan were all dead and fell to the ground.
The entire pavilion was quiet. Only the sound of more than ten bleeding cultivators could be heard. Everyone was petrified.
"Rustle!"
The corpses of the Meng cultivators began to evaporate and turned into white smoke before completely disappearing. It was as if they had never come to this jade pavilion in the first place.
The young noble exclaimed and glanced at Feiyun with a sharp glint. His voice was pleasant to the ear as he said: "You're quite fast."
"Not bad." Feng Feiyun smiled and put Meng Taiyue down.
The moment the young noble attacked, Feng Feiyun moved with lightning speed to save Meng Taiyue.
"Stop me and I'll kill you too!"
The young noble clearly had a great background. He wouldn't allow anyone to offend him. Even the slightest offense would be mercilessly obliterated.
Just like the group of cultivators from the Meng clan.
"He didn't offend you, so he shouldn't die." Feng Feiyun wasn't intimidated by the young noble's aura.
"But he did now!" The young noble said.
"He's a half-demon. Killing him will dirty your hands." Feng Feiyun said.
The young noble in purple frowned slightly after hearing the word "half-demon". She scratched her nose and said: "So it's just a lowly half-demon. Killing you is indeed very dirty.
But you offended me earlier, so you must die. "
"I'm also a half-demon." Feng Feiyun said.
The purple-robed man frowned even harder. He shook his head and said, "Today is such an unlucky day." Then, he walked out of the jade pavilion and left this place that made him feel unlucky.
Why did he feel that killing a half-demon was dirty?
This was like asking an emperor to personally kill a criminal who had raped a woman. To a noble emperor, this was a very dirty thing to do.
A half-demon's status was even lower than a rapist's.
For someone with a lofty status like this young noble, killing a half-demon was a disgrace to his status. Getting too close to a half-demon was very unlucky.