Chapter 1199: When to Miss, When to Meet Again
Sword Pavilion, Sword Grave!
At this moment, only Lin Feng and Meng Qing were present. The old man sat outside holding a broom, gazing at the sky, lost in thought.
Lin Feng was now draped in a resplendent space robe, its brilliance dazzling. Terrifying spatial force radiated from it, causing his body to flicker in and out of visibility, as if he might vanish into the void at any moment.
"Instant Space Robe!" Lin Feng had already spent seven full days in the Sword Grave, refining this spatial sacred artifact. Now that he had mastered Space Essence, refining such a spatial artifact came more naturally. Although due to his cultivation level he could only refine a sliver of it, he was already satisfied.
With a thought, Lin Feng's figure slowly faded, disappearing into thin air. However, he reappeared almost instantly. The Instant Robe, Instant Space—it could conceal him within the void. For now, he could only manage concealment for a single breath. Beyond that, the Instant Robe could perform spatial teleportation. If he fully refined the Instant Space Robe, he could instantly teleport himself an unimaginable distance, wielding incredible spatial divine abilities.
Furthermore, the space robe could help him comprehend spatial power, allowing him to constantly feel the essence of space.
With another thought, Lin Feng took out the Life Tear. This was a life treasure, possessing terrifying life force. The tear mark could spontaneously produce Tears of Life, which were actually concentrated life essence. For someone at the Heavenly Martial Realm, this would have an absolutely terrifying effect.
He believed that even a severely wounded person, simply by holding this Life Tear in their hand, could recover from their injuries. Unfortunately, it could not heal the old man's wounds.
"You take it!" Lin Feng looked at Meng Qing, almost glaring at her. Last time he had tried to give it to her, she had refused.
"What difference does it make whether it's on you or on me?" Meng Qing still smiled gently. Seeing her smile, Lin Feng's expression softened. He simply couldn't bring himself to be stern with her. He could only smile wryly and put the Life Tear away.
"We should leave," Lin Feng said softly. Then he and Meng Qing stood up and walked outside, coming to the old man's side.
"Go on," the old man said calmly, his eyes closed in meditation, before Lin Feng could even speak.
Lin Feng said nothing. He stepped back a few paces, then bowed slightly to the old man. With that, he and Meng Qing flashed away, heading out of the Sword Pavilion.
"Young Master!" In the outer area of the Sword Grave, an elder of the Sword Pavilion was waiting. Seeing Lin Feng approach, he immediately called out respectfully.
"Prepare a means of transport for me. I need to go on a long journey," Lin Feng said coldly and arrogantly. Hearing this, the elder responded respectfully, "Young Master, wait a moment. I will fetch it immediately."
"I'll wait for you outside the Sword Pavilion." Lin Feng did not linger. He and Meng Qing walked out of the Sword Pavilion together. After a while, several elders of the Sword Pavilion arrived together. A sword appeared before Lin Feng. One of the old men moved his mind, and the sword instantly expanded wildly, transforming into a terrifying giant sword large enough to hold a hundred people. Sword qi billowed and rolled. If such a sword were to fall directly, it could cleave an entire palace in two.
"Such a grand gesture!" Lin Feng wiped his brow inwardly. He had made a casual remark, but the Sword Pavilion had truly gone all out, directly sending him such a massive giant sword.
"Young Master, this giant sword can be easily refined and is very easy to control. Moreover, its speed is unmatched."
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded. He cut his finger on the giant sword, then extended his divine sense into it. As expected, he easily felt the connection between himself and the giant sword.
"You may go. If I have matters, I will contact you through the sword seal. There is no need to look for me," Lin Feng said indifferently. Then he and Meng Qing stepped onto the giant sword. True essence enveloped the blade, activating all the patterns within it. In an instant, sword qi soared into the sky. The sword rode the clouds upward, instantly vanishing into the void. Its terrifying speed surpassed that of a void ship. This was a sword of pure speed.
"What terrifying speed!" Lin Feng and Meng Qing exclaimed in amazement. The fierce wind whipped against their bodies, sharp as a blade. The Sword Pavilion was truly obedient.
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At the Heavenly Terrace, people were gradually returning through various means. The first batch of eighty-one Heavenly Martial disciples, many of whom were from large families, all had their own means of transport. After the City of Fate had ended, they had rushed back to the Heavenly Terrace.
At the same time, throughout this period, the entire Eight Wastelands region was buzzing with inquiries about the results of the City of Fate. However, the crowd only knew who had met the Prophet and who had obtained the Watcher's Arrows. As for what prophecies the Prophet had made to those people, it was an impenetrable secret. No news had leaked out. Clearly, the parties involved had not spoken.
Those who had met the Prophet were all geniuses and monstrous prodigies. Those whom the Prophet had underestimated were unwilling to reveal it out of resentment. Those whom the Prophet had highly regarded, with their strong will, naturally would not go around boasting. They were single-mindedly pursuing the martial path. Therefore, the situation after the City of Fate ended this time was particularly strange. The crowd could only imagine and guess blindly.
Kong Ming Monk had certainly been highly regarded by the Prophet, as he had received two Watcher's Arrows. Jun Moxi and Huangfu Long were surprising. They were not among the Ten Great Prodigies, yet they had obtained Watcher's Arrows, suggesting they also possessed special physiques. As for the Four Great Beauties of the Eight Wastelands, not one of them had obtained a Watcher's Arrow, which was a shocking disappointment.
These days, the Eight Wastelands had been unusually calm. The disciples of the major powers had returned from the four great ancient cities of the Central Wastelands, likely about to enter a period of seclusion to improve their cultivation. The next time they emerged into the world, it would truly be the time for the geniuses to compete. Then, everyone would watch to see which of the monstrous prodigies was stronger and who could claim supremacy over the Eight Wastelands.
At the Heavenly Terrace, a terrifying sword roar rolled through the void. Many people looked up to see a giant sword descending from the void, a shocking sight.
"It's Lin Feng. That guy is back too. Lin Feng met the Prophet!" Lin Ruotian had just arrived when he saw Lin Feng returning as well. He couldn't help but smile and say to the fellow disciples beside him.
"Heh heh, the Heavenly Terrace's number one Heavenly Martial disciple. Not bad. I wonder if he got a prophecy from the Prophet," the group said cheerfully. Then the giant sword descended, and Lin Feng and Meng Qing jumped down.
The moment they saw Meng Qing, many people were stunned, momentarily lost. Such a beautiful woman, like a fairy maiden. Was she really Lin Feng's wife?
"Brother Lin Feng, tell us what the Prophet said. We're all very curious," someone said. In the City of Fate, many had been blocked outside and couldn't hear what was said inside. They were full of curiosity. Now that they saw Lin Feng, they only wanted to know a thing or two.
"Anyone who stepped inside, as long as they don't die, can almost certainly attain the Martial Emperor realm. That was the Prophet's prophecy," Lin Feng replied with a smile, causing everyone's expressions to stiffen. That fierce? Almost all of them could become Martial Emperors?
"Is it that terrifying?" someone asked quietly.
"Mm. Many special physiques appeared: Spirit Immortal Body, Ancient Phoenix Body, Barbarian Dragon Body, Heavenly Dragon Demon Body, Undying Nether King Body, and several other physiques that the Prophet kept confidential," Lin Feng said casually, making everyone's hearts twitch. So terrifying. Even the Undying Nether King Body had appeared. It seemed the Eight Wastelands were about to get lively.
"What about you, Lin Feng? What prophecy did you get?" someone asked with a smile. Their Heavenly Terrace seemed to be falling behind others.
"Me? The Prophet said that my wife and I both have the potential to become Great Emperors," Lin Feng said with a smile. Hearing this, the crowd just curled their lips and laughed, scolding, "You really can brag, you bastard."
"How many years has it been since the Eight Wastelands last saw a Great Emperor? That's the supreme existence. You and your wife... Lin Feng, you should at least be a bit low-key!"
The crowd teased one after another, clearly not believing Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shrugged. The truth was unbelievable, and there was nothing he could do about it. However, this atmosphere at the Heavenly Terrace was quite gratifying to him.
But just then, the crowd suddenly fell silent. In the distance, a graceful figure walked slowly toward them. The atmosphere instantly became rather strange.
"Yuexin!" Lin Feng saw the newcomer. It was none other than Qiu Yuexin.
"Xinye?" Meng Qing stepped forward, looking at Qiu Yuexin and calling out. Clearly, she had also mistaken her.
"I am not Xinye. It seems I really do look just like her," Qiu Yuexin shook her head slightly, looking at Meng Qing. "My name is Qiu Yuexin. Are you Lin Feng's wife? You are so beautiful."
"Why do I feel this sense of familiarity again..." Qiu Yuexin's heart was in turmoil. She had already seen Lin Feng and Meng Qing in the City of Fate. The moment she saw Meng Qing, she felt a faint sense of familiarity, along with a different kind of emotion.
"Not Xinye," Meng Qing said, somewhat dazed. Indeed, their temperaments were different. But why were they identical?
"Lin Feng!" Qiu Yuexin smiled slightly and walked to Lin Feng's side. Just as Lin Feng was about to say something, Qiu Yuexin said with a smile, "I came to say goodbye. I have to return to my clan."
"You're leaving?" Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly.
"Mm. The clan has summoned me back," Qiu Yuexin nodded, still smiling.
Lin Feng was silent, momentarily unsure of what to say.
"I'm leaving. You and your wife are a perfect match," Qiu Yuexin said again. Then she turned and walked away slowly.
"Yuexin." Lin Feng lifted his foot and chased after her, asking, "When will we meet again?"
Qiu Yuexin turned her head back, smiling radiantly and freely. "When you miss me, we will meet again!"
With that, Qiu Yuexin summoned the Void Ship that Lin Feng had given her, soared into the sky, and waved her hand behind her back at Lin Feng. But at that moment, on her bright, smiling face, there seemed to be traces of tears.
"When you miss me, we will meet again!"
Lin Feng murmured to himself. Then Meng Qing walked to his side, tugged at his hand, and looked at him with a hint of reproach. "You've hurt another girl's heart."
Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Qiu Yuexin had left so freely that he hadn't even had time to react.
"When you miss her, go and bring her back," Meng Qing said softly, lowering her head. Lin Feng held her small hand, quietly feeling the warmth of her palm.
PS: The flowers have stopped again... Tears streaming. Tomorrow's plot will definitely be very exciting. Give some passion!