Chapter 977: Flame Emperor Is Very Unhappy
Lin Feng stepped out of the Yang Clan's Void Gate and let out a breath, feeling somewhat relieved. Here, he had felt very uncomfortable.
Waving his hand, Qiongqi appeared. The massive beast swept his huge eyes around and said with a smile, "What, did you suffer a loss?"
"You advised me not to enter the Yang Clan. Did you foresee something?" Lin Feng asked Qiongqi. Thinking back now, before stepping into the Yang Clan, Qiongqi's words had seemed to carry a hidden meaning.
"Did I need to foresee it? Just use your brain to think about what might happen. In this world, without formidable strength, there is no dignity. And you and the Yang Clan—your strength doesn't match, your status doesn't match. Even if you saved the Yang Clan's daughter and brought her into the clan, others would only see it as you using a favor to demand repayment. Besides, you also accepted her Void Ship."
Qiongqi said in a low voice, causing Lin Feng's expression to stiffen. It seemed he had been too naive. He thought that by saving Yang Ziye, at least they could travel together to participate in the Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor's recruitment of Martial Emperor's Disciples without any issues. But the moment he stepped into the Yang Clan, he was met with cold treatment, sarcasm, and mockery. They treated him like some kind of beggar, and Yang Ziye had simply gone along with it.
On the continent of martial arts, for those without strength, even favors to others are hollow. Everyone shows utmost respect to the strong, yet the Yang Clan treated him, their benefactor, with such an attitude, looking down on him like a beggar.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Feng glared at Qiongqi.
"Let this be a lesson for you, so you understand what the world of martial arts is really like." Qiongqi glanced at Lin Feng.
"Aren't you worried they might have killed me in the Yang Clan?"
"Impossible. After all, you saved their precious daughter—that's a fact. If the Yang Clan really wanted to deal with you, they would either not do it themselves or use assassination. These aristocratic families dare to act but not to take responsibility; they need to save face. So you were safe in the Yang Clan."
"You old bastard." Lin Feng cursed at Qiongqi. Truly, the older the ginger, the spicier it gets. This bastard had lived for who knows how many years and saw things much more clearly than he did. His path was still long.
"Call me Flame Emperor." Qiongqi glared at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shot Qiongqi a contemptuous look. This guy was just as obsessed with saving face. But considering that Qiongqi had fallen from a Great Emperor to a little demon beast, he could only find some confidence and pride in his words.
"Hmph..." Qiongqi let out a breath, staring at Lin Feng with a fierce gaze. "Someone's following you."
"I know, and there are quite a few." A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. How shameless of the Yang Clan. He had saved the life of their young lady, and not only did they treat him rudely, but now they were even having him tracked. Were they going to kill him too?
His figure flickered, and Lin Feng moved toward the central area of Tianyuan City, speeding up considerably. Many people felt a gust of fierce wind brush past them.
Behind Lin Feng, robes also fluttered. At this moment, Lin Feng clearly sensed that he was locked onto by five auras. They didn't bother hiding it at all—they weren't in the shadows but openly telling him they were tracking him.
Moreover, all of these people were at a higher cultivation level than him and were also very fast. Lin Feng wasn't running at full speed; if they wanted to catch up, they could have done so quickly. But the pursuers didn't do that. They maintained a steady distance, neither closing in nor falling back.
"They want to drive you to a remote place before making a move. So you should do the opposite—stop where there are many people." Qiongqi transmitted his voice to Lin Feng. How could he not see through their intentions?
"Alright." Lin Feng nodded, his expression cold. His figure continued to flicker, deliberately heading toward crowded areas.
Before long, Lin Feng arrived at a huge square, surrounded by several majestic halls, with people everywhere.
"This place is good." Lin Feng smiled faintly, then stopped in his tracks, no longer moving forward.
The people tracking Lin Feng frowned slightly. Soon, they also arrived here. Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent burst forth, firmly locking onto Lin Feng.
"Kill!" A cold voice rang out in the void. The silver-robed man moved with incredible speed, appearing before Lin Feng in an instant. A massive silver feathered fan slashed toward Lin Feng, swift as lightning.
"Whoosh!" A gale howled, and Lin Feng instantly retreated, formless and invisible, like a gentle breeze.
A tearing sound rang out as the huge silver fan sliced through the space in front of him, as if trying to tear the very air apart, shredding Lin Feng's robes.
Since Lin Feng had stopped, they wanted to kill him as quickly as possible.
Although there were people all around, they only occasionally glanced over, not particularly interested. Killing was a common occurrence in Tianyuan City, nothing unusual.
"Did the Yang Clan send you to silence me?" Just as the silver-robed youth was about to strike again, Lin Feng roared. His voice thundered through the space, audible to everyone in the vicinity.
The Yang Clan? Silence him?
Which Yang Clan was Lin Feng referring to? In Tianyuan City, and even throughout the entire Northern Wasteland, there was only one true Yang Clan, and it happened to be right here in Tianyuan City.
Lin Feng's words instantly drew countless gazes. Everyone looked at Lin Feng with interest. Was it really the Yang Clan? But why would the Yang Clan target a Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator?
"That's Qiu Junluo from the Qiu Clan. Qiu Junluo has always had feelings for Yang Ziye and wanted to pursue her. So it's him chasing someone. It really must be the Yang Clan." Someone recognized the silver-robed youth, and many began whispering among themselves.
"That's Jiang Ning from the Jiang Clan. I heard he's been a guest at the Yang Clan these past few days, and he's here too." The crowd also recognized the blue-robed youth. Soon, all five were identified. The onlookers realized that these five were all from major families—though not as powerful as the Yang Clan, they were still formidable. It was said that because Yang Ziye had encountered danger in the Wasteland Sea, they had all come to the Yang Clan. But now, they were chasing a Second Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm youth.
"Whoosh!" A terrifying white figure flashed by, swift as lightning, as a brilliant silver light appeared in the sky.
"Roasting silver wings over fire sounds good." Qiongqi opened his mouth and exhaled a breath toward the silver phantom. Instantly, a terrifying flame enveloped the entire space.
"Sss, sss..." The terrifying silver light bloomed within the flames. The flames roared as they were torn apart.
"Let me add more fire for you." A cold smile flickered in Qiongqi's massive eyes as he opened his mouth and spat out another stream of flames.
Qiu Junluo was unafraid. The silver phantom continued forward; this level of flame couldn't harm him.
But at that moment, Qiu Junluo's pupils suddenly contracted. A dark red, terrifying flame was heading straight for him, exuding a dreadful burning power.
"Scram!" A silver feathered fan fiercely swept toward the dark red flame. But with a sizzling sound, the silver fan instantly caught fire, and the flames continued to burn toward him.
Qiu Junluo's brow furrowed sharply. With a flash of silver light, his body drifted back. At the same time, Qiongqi opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing all the flames back into his belly, as if they had never existed.
"Oh?" Everyone showed a hint of surprise. A mere first-level Heavenly Demon had actually forced Qiu Junluo back? Although this demon beast was the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi, that dark red flame seemed to carry a hint of void fire. Could it be Qiongqi's innate demon fire?
Ancient ferocious beasts were indeed formidable. Their innate demon fire actually contained the aura of void fire.
"You people are really annoying. My companion just slept with a woman—do you really have to silence him?" A voice came from Qiongqi's mouth, causing the crowd's expressions to freeze.
Qiu Junluo, who was about to strike again, also froze in place. Slept with a woman?
"You old bastard!" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then transmitted a curse. What was this bastard saying?
"I'm helping you vent your anger. You kindly saved someone, and in return, you were humiliated, and now they even want to kill you to silence you. Can you swallow this anger? You might be able to, but I can't." Qiongqi cursed back in a low voice, making Lin Feng's expression turn cold. Indeed, there was a surge of anger in his heart.
If it were just a case of biting the hand that feeds, he could let it go and count his bad luck. But he never expected them to be so vicious. He saved someone, and they wanted to kill him!
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