Choosing merit laws in Wood God Palace was naturally an exciting matter for other half-demons, but it wasn't the case for Feng Feiyun. He had countless merit laws in his mind, and they were all top tier merit laws.
However, Feiyun felt that cultivating too many merit laws would be too much of a mess. That's why he only chose the strongest physique art, the Immortal Phoenix Physique.
As for the Golden Silkworm Scripture, it was only because he wanted to walk the path of qi and physique dual cultivation. If it wasn't for its profoundness, he definitely wouldn't cultivate it.
Now that he had some success with the Immortal Phoenix Physique and Golden Silkworm Scripture, Feng Feiyun naturally couldn't give up on these merit laws. Thus, he wasn't interested in going to Wood God Palace.
"You want to stay in the battlefield alone?"
The Half-Demon League was very excited after choosing their merit laws and was about to return to Ye Hong Sect. However, Feng Feiyun wanted to stay in the battlefield.
Lord Qing Ji was very optimistic about Feng Feiyun and wanted to train him into a supreme hero of the Half-Demon League. He would represent the Half-Demon League against the geniuses of the medial clans, so she wouldn't allow Feng Feiyun to act recklessly. She said: "Don't cause trouble, come back with us."
"The battlefield is very dangerous. It's too dangerous to stay alone." Lord Fu Ying said.
Lord Kong Hou also admired Feng Feiyun and didn't put on any airs. He patted Feng Feiyun's shoulder and whispered: "Your captain is a very fierce woman. Don't provoke her, or else your end will be very miserable."
Feng Feiyun's expression was very calm as he said: "I want to stay in the battlefield for three years. After three years, I will report back to the Half-Demon League's main camp. I hope Lord Qing Ji can help me."
Shi Dakai shouted: "If you want to stay, we'll stay together. How can we leave you alone in the battlefield?"
"Right, we'll stay together!"
"Let's stay together!"
Feng Feiyun said, "No, you have to go back!
The reason why I stayed in the Thousand Race Battlefield is because of my special cultivation technique. Only when I'm in a life and death situation can I breakthrough the fastest. "
The three commanders of the Half Demon League all knew that Feng Feiyun was extremely opinionated. Once he decided on something, even ten dragons wouldn't be able to pull him back.
Lord Qing Ji snorted: "You better stay alive. If you dare to die in the Battlefield of Ten-thousand Races …"
"Women are so wishy-washy. You should all go back!
Three years later, when you see me again, you should call me Wind Battle Monarch. "
"You're too daring. Who are you calling a sissy?"
Lord Qing Ji stepped into the formation. If it wasn't for Lord Fu Ying and Lord Kong Hou stopping her, she would have rushed out and knocked Feng Feiyun out before carrying him away.
Feng Feiyun watched the elites of the Half-Demon League disappear into the formation with a smirk on his face. From Shi Dakai, Elder Mu, and Yu Dai to the three commanders, the Half-Demon League all gave off a strong sense of friendliness.
Even the powerful Lord Qing Ji and Lord Kong Hou didn't have this aloof and unapproachable aura. In short, they gave off a feeling of being on the same side.
This was a sense of belonging!
The Feng Clan and the royal clan of Jin didn't give him this feeling.
"Feng Feiyun!"
A young noble dressed in purple came forward with a feather scarf on his head. His hair was tied up behind his head, looking like a charming young man.
Feng Feiyun collected his thoughts and looked at the young noble: "So it's the famous Master Zi, nice to meet you!"
Liu Suzi leaned to the side with her fluttering robe. She waved her fan and said: "Brat, you're quite the oddball. The commanders of the Half-Demon League have already left, why are you still here?"
Feng Feiyun stood there and gently scratched his nose: "Master Zi might be famous, but I'm afraid he can't control a half-demon like me."
"Hmph!
You don't know what's good for you, you can stay in the Myriad-race Battlefield. You deserve to die. "
Liu Suzi walked straight towards the Ancient Formation Platform. Before she stepped in, she paused and said: "Since you've saved my life once, I'll tell you something. Eighth Brother Gu wants to kill you.
You're on your own! "
After saying this, she walked onto the Ancient Array Platform without looking back. The Ancient Array Platform began to flash with light.
Feng Feiyun looked at the figure inside and smiled: "Thank you!"
The Ancient Formation Platform flashed and Liu Suzi disappeared from it.
Feng Feiyun's smile gradually disappeared. 'Eighth Young Master Gu wants to kill me? It must be because of the twelve half-demon slaves. He'll only be satisfied after I'm dead.'
Feng Feiyun could feel someone's gaze on him, but he wasn't worried about Eighth Young Master Gu attacking him in the camp. After all, there were Battle Monarchs here. Anyone who dared to kill each other in the camp would be severely punished.
In that case, there was nothing to worry about.
"I heard there's an immortal market not far from the camp. One can sell demonic corpses, weapons, and beads there. You can also buy talismans and spirit medicines."
Feng Feiyun heard about this in the camp. Feng Feiyun had used up more than half of his talismans back at Red Cliff High Rank Secret Realm. He needed to replenish more.
Feng Feiyun initially thought that Eighth Young Master Gu was trying to lure him there. However, when he got there, he found that there really was an immortal market.
This market was located eight hundred miles away from the camp and was built on top of a mountain.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, one could only see the high and precipitous cliffs, as well as the clouds and mist that washed over the cliffs. Occasionally, one could see an ancient pine tree hanging upside down on the cliffs, giving off a kind of mystical and enchanting scene.
Many cultivators from the camp came to this immortal market. They directly flew to the top of the mountain and entered the immortal palaces.
Feng Feiyun took a step forward and was standing on top of the mountain. This was a winding path with many palaces made of crystal jade. There were also floating grotto-heavens. These were the shops opened by the major powers here.
Of course, in addition to these immortal shops, there were also many cultivators who directly pulled out straw mats and set up stalls by the side of the ancient path. On the stalls were pieces of demon corpses, demon bones, and strange demon weapons. There were even bottles of demon blood.
"I'm buying maps!
A map of the Tiger's Roar Minor World, a map of the Great Pu High Realm, a map of the Red Cliff High Realm … "Someone was buying maps of all the secret realms in the Wood Spirit Warzone.
"Everyone, come take a look! This is a divine bone dug out from the Tiger's Roar Minor World. Legend has it that this is an ancient sacred bone. Everyone, come take a look!
It's up to you whether you want to buy or not. It's free to take a look. "
"I'm buying information!
I'm buying information!
Earth-shattering secrets for only eight hundred thousand spirit stones. Hearsay news for ten thousand spirit stones. The locations of the Demon Clan's nests, the various Demon Clan's forces, the situation of every Mystic Realm, and all kinds of information. I'm afraid you don't have enough money, but I don't know. "
There were all kinds of people gathered in the Immortal Gathering here, and their signboards were all very bright. There were also a lot of people who bragged, like the cultivator who sold the Holy Spirit Bone. Just now, it was confirmed that it was just a rare ancient stone.
Now, there was someone boasting about being omniscient and knowing all the demon nests and heaven-shaking secrets of the demon race.
Many people only laughed when they heard this kind of peddler.
There were too many swindlers who didn't have real treasures and only relied on their big mouths to eat and drink. If he could really provide this information, then not to mention 800,000 spirit stones, many great powers would be willing to pay even 8,000,000 spirit stones.
Feng Feiyun glanced at the old woman who was shouting. She was sitting on a stone bench with messy hair. She held a wooden cane in her hand, and when she smiled, her teeth would leak out.
Seeing Feng Feiyun looking at her, her dusky eyes suddenly became bright as if she was looking at a fat sheep to be slaughtered. She quickly ran over and blocked Feng Feiyun's path: "Little Brother, this old woman can tell that you are the type to take risks and do great things. This old woman has a heaven-shaking news to sell to you. Seeing that we hit it off, I'll only buy it for 800,000 spirit stones."
Her eyes were very sincere, just like a kind and friendly grandmother.
800,000 spirit stones, this was simply robbing people!
Feng Feiyun coughed twice and said: "This … I don't have that many spirit stones on me, let's wait for next time!"
Feng Feiyun said and was about to slip away!
800,000 spirit stones was not a big number to Feng Feiyun, but he couldn't just throw them away casually.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, an IOU will do."
The old woman refused to let Feng Feiyun go. She held Feng Feiyun's arm tightly and whispered to Feng Feiyun, "This information is related to the tomb of a Holy Spirit of the White Spider Demon Race. Once that tomb is found, the treasure of the Holy Spirit will appear, worth millions of times more than 800,000 spirit stones."
"I heard that the Holy Spirit was the ancestor of the White Spider Demon Race, who fell in ancient times. Someone in the White Spider Demon Race checked the location of the ancestor's tomb, and it is likely to be somewhere in this Mu Shenjia war zone, buried in a secret territory."
When Feng Feiyun heard the words "White Spider Demon Race", his heart suddenly moved, and he asked: "Mu Shenjia war zone used to be the territory of the White Spider Demon Race?"
"You're really smart, of course it was the territory of the White Spider Demon Race, but the army of the White Spider Demon Race was defeated by the humans, and now it has become the territory of the humans," seeing that Feng Feiyun had taken the bait, the old woman suddenly showed a knowing smile, and her eyes narrowed.
Feng Feiyun naturally knew that the White Spider Demon Race had given birth to a Holy Spirit in ancient times, known as the "White Spider Sacred Ancestor", but that was hundreds of millions of years ago. The White Spider Demon Race was no longer as strong as it used to be, and its current strength was far inferior to the human race.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly asked: "Since they found the tomb of the White Spider Sacred Ancestor, why didn't they immediately counterattack the Mu Shenjia war zone?"
"Give me 1,600,000 spirit stones first," the old woman said with a smile.
"Why?"
"Because you already know two pieces of information!" The old woman was still smiling.