# Chapter 1451: Return to the Eight Wastelands
Above the clouds of the Snow Moon Kingdom, sword howls thundered like thunder. Lin Feng traveled through the air, his heart as still as water. He had annihilated the Heavenly Fiend Sect and swept away the Qiu Clan of the Qian Domain. At the same time, he had returned the Heavenly Jade Stone to Tian Xuan Peak, leaving it as a sacred relic for the Tian Xuan Peak lineage. That Heavenly Jade Stone could make one more attuned to heaven and earth, allowing one to merge with the natural world—a secret treasure. However, it was no longer of great use to Lin Feng now, and it was more suitable to remain at Heavenly Lake.
Now, the matters of the Qian Domain had been completely settled, putting one worry to rest.
As for the Snow Moon Kingdom, the Cloud Sea Sect had been rebuilt and was now the strongest force in Snow Moon, with Han Man and Po Jun overseeing it, and the imperial family standing behind them. At home, his younger brother Wu Shang accompanied their parents, and Xiao Ya had become increasingly cheerful. Everything was developing in a beautiful direction. Only one step remained for it to be utterly perfect—that was for him to prove his dao and become an emperor, ascend to the imperial throne, and establish a small world.
This time, Lin Feng did not head toward Yangzhou City but instead went in the direction of the imperial capital. Since he had already parted once, why endure the tears of parting again? If he could not stay forever, then he would leave directly. The next time he returned, it would be when he had the ability to bring his loved ones with him.
The imperial capital of the past had long lost its former prosperity. However, the Heavenly One Academy still remained, but it had gradually declined, with only a few academy teachers maintaining it.
In the past, the Heavenly One Academy had been secretly controlled by the Second Prince, Duan Wuya. After the Snow Moon upheaval, Duan Wuya had left. Without the support of the imperial family, and with Yan Yu Pingsheng having died in that upheaval, the academy naturally fell into decline.
Walking through the Heavenly One Academy, Lin Feng could feel its desolate atmosphere, presenting a completely opposite aura to the vigorous spirit of the Cloud Sea Sect. Occasionally, some disciples passed by Lin Feng, but they were all very ordinary students. Only when he reached the central cultivation tower could he see one or two relatively outstanding youths. Of course, with Lin Feng's current realm, his vision was also different from before, and his state of mind had completely changed.
He paused for a moment at this central cultivation tower, then lifted his steps and walked slowly into the distance.
The two disciples nearby turned their gazes, watching Lin Feng's departing figure, their brows slightly furrowed: "How strange. He looks like he's moving slowly, but why has he already gone so far in just a moment?"
Lin Feng once again stepped into the peach blossom forest. It was the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom. The ground was covered with fallen petals scattered like leaves. An elegant melody flowed like a gentle stream, refreshing the heart and making one feel at ease.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and walked slowly along the path toward the pavilion. In the past, Yan Yu Pingsheng always liked to play there, and this melody was exactly the one that Teacher Yan Yu often played. The artistic conception was beautiful, intoxicating and captivating.
Arriving before the pavilion, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes. At the seat where Yan Yu Pingsheng used to sit, a figure in white robes stood quietly, slender fingers strumming the zither, long hair flowing, elegant and natural. It was a beautiful artistic conception, like a painting.
As the melody slowly faded, its lingering notes echoing, the figure looked up and smiled at Lin Feng. It was very beautiful.
"Teacher used to favor Xinye. Although Xinye was not skilled in martial arts, she naturally possessed an elegant aura and was good at music. But Teacher did not know that my skill in zither music is actually no weaker than Xinye's. Every piece Teacher played, I can play completely."
Listening to Wen Aoxue's words, Lin Feng nodded inwardly. He also studied music, and Wen Aoxue's skill in zither music was indeed no weaker than Xinye's.
"Of course, in the end, Teacher's favorite disciple was actually you," Wen Aoxue said with a bitter smile.
"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?" Lin Feng's gaze was somewhat strange as he asked Wen Aoxue.
Wen Aoxue nodded and smiled at Lin Feng: "Am I a man or a woman?"
"I am indeed somewhat suspicious," Lin Feng said, looking at the handsome man before him. At the moment when he was playing the zither just now, Lin Feng had truly taken him for a woman. Those slender fingers playing the music, the long hair flowing, combined with that pretty face and eyes—he was definitely a beauty.
"Guess!" Wen Aoxue turned around and continued walking deeper into the peach forest behind the pavilion. Lin Feng quietly followed behind Wen Aoxue. Wen Aoxue had said that the Snow Moon Kingdom had a teleportation formation leading to the Eight Wastelands. Had he actually set up the teleportation formation here?
After a moment, Lin Feng followed Wen Aoxue to the depths of the peach forest. There was a patch of peach trees ahead, but in Lin Feng's eyes, they exuded a trace of illusory and mysterious aura.
"Is this an illusion?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.
"And it's also a formation!" Wen Aoxue smiled at him, then lifted his steps and walked in. Lin Feng noticed that Wen Aoxue's steps were very mysterious, as if they were triggering some mysterious power, resembling the patterns of sacred marks. The peach trees in front of them actually began to move.
Lin Feng followed Wen Aoxue's footsteps, moving along his path. The peach trees before him continuously moved aside, as if they were shifting positions on their own. At this moment, Lin Feng found himself walking along a narrow path. On both sides of the path were peach trees, the ground covered with petals. Ahead of them was an altar, which was clearly an ancient teleportation formation.
"Even a Venerable-level figure probably couldn't step into this sacred mark illusion formation!" Lin Feng hadn't expected the Wen family to set up the formation here.
"In fact, even a Venerable Lord couldn't step in. Venerable Martial cultivators wouldn't even discover that there's an illusion formation here. If one walked straight ahead, it would just be an ordinary peach forest," Wen Aoxue said, turning back with a smile. Lin Feng nodded. He had also studied formations and knew the wonders of the array dao. However, later on, there were too many things he needed to cultivate, and sacred mark formations were especially complex, so he hadn't picked them up again.
"Let's go back!" Wen Aoxue smiled again, then continued toward the teleportation altar. Together with Lin Feng, he stepped onto the altar, placed many Void Essence Crystals into the grooves of the altar, and then activated the terrifying patterns on the altar. Instantly, a terrifying void power began to spread. Standing within it, Lin Feng could see the terrifying void light screen enveloping him. It was the elemental power of space, so strong that it had materialized into substantial light.
"Such a long-distance teleportation must consume a terrifying amount of Essence Crystals," Lin Feng said in a low voice. The sacred mark light continued to flicker, as if it were building up power.
"Carving these sacred marks took a great deal of effort. They can utilize void power most effectively to activate the formation. However, it still requires considerable consumption. If one possessed Law power, they could directly mobilize the void power of heaven and earth without any consumption, forcibly activating the sacred mark formation," Wen Aoxue explained. Lin Feng felt the power of the sacred marks, circulating endlessly, frantically using void power to activate the teleportation altar. It was very marvelous (qí miào).
The beam of light grew brighter and brighter. When the void power reached a critical threshold, Lin Feng and Wen Aoxue's figures suddenly disappeared from the altar.
The next moment, Lin Feng and Wen Aoxue appeared directly in the Eight Wastelands, at the Wen family estate in Central Wasteland. In an instant, they had crossed an unknown distance.
"Setting up this teleportation altar must have cost a great deal, right?" Lin Feng asked Wen Aoxue.
Wen Aoxue smiled and said, "Indeed, it cost a lot. Some special materials were needed, and moreover, a powerful cultivator extremely skilled in sacred mark power was required to carve the altar patterns. My Wen family set up this teleportation formation originally for convenience, but it never played much of a role. Fortunately, it seems to have some value now. If you want to go home, you can come find me anytime."
The "some value" Wen Aoxue referred to naturally meant it was useful to Lin Feng. Lin Feng shrugged and smiled, saying, "Thank you!"
With the help of this teleportation formation, he could travel back and forth in such a short time. Otherwise, he would have wasted considerable time on the journey.
"Just don't hold any prejudice against me," Wen Aoxue said, his gaze clear. He could naturally tell that Lin Feng seemed to have some distance from him. When they had reunited in Snow Moon, his identity was already that of a Wen family disciple from the Eight Wastelands.
"You're back!" At this moment, Wen Tian Ge's figure flickered as a group of figures stepped forward. He smiled slightly at Lin Feng.
"Old Master Wen!" Lin Feng nodded with a smile to the old man beside Wen Tian Ge. This person was the Old Master of the Wen family. Lin Feng had once attended his birthday banquet.
"Lin Feng, last time you came, you didn't sit down properly. This time, you must have a few drinks with this old man," Old Master Wen said with a smile, appearing especially warm.
"Alright!" Lin Feng nodded in agreement. After all, he had borrowed the Wen family's ancient formation. Now that Old Master Wen was personally inviting him, it would be somewhat inconsiderate not to stay for a while, so he agreed.
"Let's go!" Seeing Lin Feng agree, Old Master Wen laughed heartily. The group arrived at a manor and took their seats in a pavilion.
"Young heroes abound. Lin Feng, when you came last time, you were only exceptionally talented. Now, you've already caught up to this old man. I'm afraid that in another year or two, there will be no opponent for you below the Martial Emperor realm," Old Master Wen said with a smile. Wen Tian Ge personally poured wine for Lin Feng, showing no airs at all, appearing very easygoing.
"Old Master flatters me. Lin Feng is still far from the Old Master," Lin Feng said with a smile. Old Master Wen was an old monster-level figure who had slain many Ninth Layer Sovereign Martial cultivators. He was probably at the level just below Invincible Sovereign Lord. Saying that Lin Feng had already surpassed him was naturally a polite remark. Of course, this politeness was also based on Lin Feng's strength. The last time he came to the Wen family, he could only sit at the lower seats and listen to the Old Master's conversation. Now, he already had the qualification to sit as an equal. This was what strength determined.
"Where is the politeness? If only Tian Ge and Ao Xue could be as strong as you, perhaps they could have contended with Xia Tianfan that day," Old Master Wen said with a smile, causing Lin Feng's heart to stir. When he was still in the Eight Wastelands, Xia Tianfan had been challenging the young prodigies of various major forces. Now, seven or eight days had passed. He wondered how Xia Tianfan was doing.
"Old Master, in your opinion, how strong is Xia Tianfan?" Lin Feng asked tentatively.
"Unfathomably deep. When you were away, this person defeated Sikong Xiao of the Sikong family and a powerful cultivator from the Carefree Divine Sect. Now, he has already left Central Wasteland, going who knows where to continue his challenges."
"Then does the Old Master know where Xia Tianfan comes from?" Lin Feng's gaze flickered as he asked again. The Wen family had deep foundations, and Old Master Wen, who openly controlled the Wen family, surely knew many secrets. This suddenly rising Xia Tianfan couldn't possibly have no background!