Chapter 690: Anger
When they left, Beiming, as the Palace Master of the Northern Divine Palace, personally saw Lin Feng and the others off, escorting the eight of them straight out of the divine palace.
"Take care. We'll meet again in three months." Beiming looked at Lin Feng and the others, speaking with a smile. These five individuals—even the slightly weaker Yun Feiyang and Qing Mengxin—had boundless futures ahead of them. Within ten years, the entire vast Snow Domain would surely become their world, provided, of course, they did not leave the Snow Domain.
But given Lin Feng and the others' temperaments, the Snow Domain probably could not contain their hearts.
"Palace Master, please return first." Lin Feng and the others nodded to Beiming in turn. Beiming had already treated them with the utmost kindness and righteousness. As a palace master of a divine palace, he had never put on airs before them. The fact that Beiming could attain the position of palace master meant he was by no means an ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator.
"Alright." Beiming nodded, turned, and stepped into the divine palace. Xue Wuchang also nodded to Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng, I look forward to your future. Good luck to you."
"And me, Lin Feng. I hope you'll remember me." Qing Chan also gave Lin Feng a gentle smile, carrying a hint of melancholy and sorrowful beauty.
"Senior Xue, Qing Chan, Lin Feng will definitely remember you." With a sincere smile, Lin Feng thought that although the Snow Domain Grand Competition had not lasted long, it was still a turning point in his life. Being able to accompany Jun Moxi, Tang Youyou, Xue Wuchang, and the others was, in itself, a beautiful memory. He would remember it.
"Then we'll be off. Take care." Xue Wuchang and Qing Chan also returned to the divine palace, disappearing into the rolling, closing clouds and mist. The next time they met, who knew when it would be? Perhaps they would never see each other again in this lifetime.
"It's just us left now." Lin Feng smiled at Jun Moxi and the others. Besides the five of them, everyone else had joined the divine palaces. Even Yue Tianming had done so. Perhaps Yue Tianming had been deeply stimulated and was striving to grow stronger, which was why he had made that decision.
"Yes, just us left. Let's go together." Jun Moxi smiled. "Going back to Snow Moon, we have to pass through Dragon Mountain Empire anyway. We can return the same way and have someone to talk to along the journey."
"Has your father returned?" Lin Feng asked Jun Moxi. Jun Moxi nodded. "He went back first while we were entering the divine palace."
"Let's go to the battle platform first. There are still people waiting for us there." Jun Moxi smiled again. Everyone stepped through the void, heading toward the battle platform of the Snow Domain Grand Competition. At this moment, the battle platform was riddled with holes, the ground covered in torn cracks and fine traces left by Lin Feng's sword.
Around the battle platform, people were still there, gazing at it. Perhaps they were reminiscing about the shocking battles that had taken place not long ago. When they noticed Lin Feng and the others approaching, their hearts trembled.
"Lin Feng, and Jun Moxi... it seems they really didn't choose to join the divine palaces." The crowd's eyes narrowed. The forces of Dragon Mountain Empire had six people achieve good rankings, with three of them entering the top four. Lin Feng had won the Snow Domain Grand Competition championship, and Jun Moxi was fourth. The two were also good friends—truly rare.
"Your Highness." Some people from Dragon Mountain Empire rode demonic beasts forward to greet them. Lin Feng's gaze, however, turned to another part of the void. There, a ferocious demonic beast, covered in crimson, was charging toward them, with someone seemingly chasing after it.
"I didn't expect to encounter the ancient demonic beast Qiongqi. You wretched beast, you won't escape."
Someone laughed arrogantly, startling the crowd. The ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi—such a demonic beast had actually appeared.
"Roar!" Qiongqi saw Lin Feng's figure and let out a mad roar, its body exuding a sense of defiance and anger. Lin Feng had summoned it, and Wu Qing no longer dared to stop it, allowing it to leave. But on the way, it had encountered a strong cultivator trying to intercept it, filling it with immense rage.
"You have some nerve."
Lin Feng shouted angrily, his toes pressing off the ground as his body shot into the air.
"Roar..." Qiongqi let out another roar, its head slightly lowered. Lin Feng's foot directly stepped onto its back, and Qiongqi finally calmed down.
The arrogant pursuer, seeing a figure suddenly appear on Qiongqi's back, was stunned. Looking closely, his heart involuntarily twitched.
Lin Feng!
He had witnessed the entire Snow Domain Grand Competition. He knew exactly how terrifying Lin Feng's strength was. Even Duan Wudao and Imperial Mausoleum had fallen to him. Seeing Qiongqi's current docile behavior, it seemed Qiongqi was actually Lin Feng's demonic beast mount.
"Scram!" Lin Feng shouted a single word, and the man fled in disgrace.
"Roar!" Qiongqi roared at the fleeing figure, as if still venting its anger. But seeing Lin Feng's current prestige, it was also shocked. This young man who had once subdued it was becoming more and more terrifying. Now, even a calm glance from Lin Feng made its heart tremble.
Of course, it was now Lin Feng's demonic beast mount. If Lin Feng was strong, it was proud too.
Lin Feng returned to the battle platform of the Snow Domain Grand Competition. Jun Moxi and the others had already mounted their demonic beasts, ready for the return journey.
"Xiao Ya, Han Man, Po Jun, get on." Lin Feng called out. The three of them also jumped onto Qiongqi. A series of roars rang out as the group of demonic beasts soared into the sky, instantly rushing into the high altitude and disappearing into the clouds.
The crowd raised their heads, watching the figures in the void. They were leaving. All the geniuses were leaving. And this time, the geniuses of the Snow Domain Grand Competition were scattered. Some joined the East Sea Dragon Palace, some the Jade Heaven Royal Clan, others the Nine Heavens Sword Sect or the divine palaces.
The clouds in the void rolled and churned as the demonic beasts flapped their wings, heading toward Dragon Mountain Empire.
Jun Moxi looked at Tang Youyou and said, "This time, our Dragon Mountain Empire's participation in the Snow Domain Grand Competition has been the most successful ever. We've all achieved good rankings. Youyou, won't you take out a few jugs of wine to celebrate?"
"The wine brewed by my Tang family can't withstand such extravagance from me." Tang Youyou laughed. Light flickered, and jugs of wine continuously flew toward the others. Jun Moxi, Lin Feng, and the rest all caught the wine jugs, smiles flashing across their faces.
"Han Man, Po Jun, this wine is a good thing. Come on, drink up." Lin Feng handed the wine jug to Han Man and the others. The wine brewed by the Tang family was all highly nourishing.
Han Man's eyes gleamed. He took the wine jug, opened it directly, and drank heartily. Feeling the stirring within his body, his eyes behind the bronze mask shone with brilliance.
"Good wine, Brother Feng. In the army, we never had the chance to drink." Han Man's voice carried a hint of desolation. Broken Blade City, the Snow Moon army—it was too bitter.
"How is it in the army? And Uncle Liu, is he well?" Lin Feng frowned slightly. Life in Broken Blade City probably wasn't easy.
"Bitter, too bitter." Han Man shook his head. "We've been fighting the Moyue for a long time, with huge losses. That's bad enough, but then the Moyue withdrew and stopped attacking Broken Blade Heavenly Ridge. However, the Lie Yun Kingdom to the northwest also stuck its nose in, trying to take our Broken Blade City. Our army lacks elite troops; we can only hold Broken Blade Heavenly Ridge by the skin of our teeth. Every day, soldiers bleed. Even more hateful is our lack of supplies. Snow Moon Kingdom never provides us with anything—food, medical herbs for rescue, warhorses, weapons—nothing. We're like an abandoned ragtag army, fighting against two other countries' armies. Can the General be well?"
Han Man's voice was filled with intense grief and indignation, his eyes bloodshot.
"We were already the abandoned army of Snow Moon. If it weren't for Brother Feng last time, we would have been destroyed by the country we were protecting. It's already a mercy that Snow Moon didn't stab us in the back. Can we still count on them?" Po Jun also sneered. He didn't understand what meaning the General found in holding Broken Blade City to the death.
Ministers shed blood, soldiers sacrificed, but the monarch didn't care at all. Their lives had never mattered in the monarch's eyes.
Hearing their words, Lin Feng's eyes turned as sharp as swords, causing the space around him to condense with a crackling sound. He drank a jug of wine and exhaled a breath of alcohol, saying, "When we return to Snow Moon, I'll go to the army."
"Good." Han Man's eyes gleamed with sharp light. With Lin Feng's current strength, the soldiers in the army would surely be overjoyed. He would raise his arm and rally the troops. The General and the young lady, seeing Brother Feng's achievements today, would also be stunned.
The first place in the Snow Moon Grand Competition, all eight great young masters of Snow Moon trampled underfoot, even Crown Prince Duan Wudao not excepted. Lin Feng would return with glory!