Chapter 1305 - 1302: Heading to the Sword Tomb, Major Events Unfold

In the valley, the blood flames surged forth, staining the surroundings in scarlet; even the sky above was tinted a faint blood-red by the illumination.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged at the center where the blood light shone brightest. Behind him, the vague silhouette of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox grew more solid; its eyes, bloodthirsty and malevolent, emitted a terrifying aura, akin to an ancient fierce beast gradually awakening.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt that the Demon Form Technique was at a breakthrough moment, and the circulation of True Yuan was accelerating.

Suddenly.

Crack!

A crisp sound of shattering echoed, the last piece of Demon Cloud Fruit in Luo Feng’s right hand split from the center, disintegrating into powder, and scattered with the wind.

As soon as the Demon Cloud Fruit vanished, the blood flame demon qi on him immediately wilted, and the image of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox behind him that seemed to be awakening, also rapidly dimmed.

"Such a pity..."

Opening his eyes, Luo Feng looked at the powder in his right hand, exhaled a breath, his voice carrying a hint of regret.

Just now, he had touched the threshold of freeing sixty percent of the Demon Form Technique, only a step away from truly breaking through, but unexpectedly, the demon qi in the Demon Cloud Fruit was exhausted at this critical moment, the effort went to waste.

"But it’s still decent; the Demon Form Technique is already on the edge of a breakthrough. Without the assistance of Demon Cloud Fruit, while slow, it should break through in about a month."

Luo Feng wasn’t too surprised at the failure to breakthrough. When he picked the Demon Cloud Fruit, he anticipated that merely one fruit was unlikely to help him breakthrough to the sixty percent liberation of the Demon Form Technique.

After all, the Demon Form Technique isn’t an ordinary secret technique but a mid-grade Earth-level secret technique, and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox demon qi he refined isn’t ordinary either, making breakthroughs even harder.

"The Spirit Grass’s speed in fruiting Demon Cloud Fruit is too slow. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so troublesome..."

Luo Feng glanced at the Spirit Grass in the Washing Dragon Ring and sighed quietly.

At the top of the plant, there’s still only a faint Demon Cloud; it’ll take at least two more months to form another Demon Cloud Fruit.

This matter can’t be rushed. Shaking his head, Luo Feng decided not to think further about it. Looking up, he noticed dawn was approaching and decided to set off for Sky Water Port immediately.

Bang!

With a palm, he extinguished the campfire; Luo Feng’s silhouette flashed out, employing Sky Cloud Step, and flew toward Sky Water Port.

Today is the agreed rendezvous day; if he doesn’t hurry, he might miss the time.

The sky was azure, the white clouds leisurely drifting.

A month after the New Dragon List Conference, the tidal destruction caused by the Boundless Sea King and the Palace Master of the North Sea Ice Palace battling had been repaired, Sky Water Port had restored to its former state, the entire harbor bustling with ships, and the docks were crowded, unusually prosperous.

"Why isn’t he here yet? It’s almost time for chen hour. The date and hour for the rendezvous are clearly written in the Spirit Mirror!"

On the second floor of a tavern by the window, Jiang Fengfeng watched the endless stream of people below but never saw that familiar figure, her eyebrows furrowing angrily.

"He must be held up by something," Su Zhuyun calmly sipped tea, speaking.»

Jiang Fengfeng snorted, "If he dares to be late, see how I teach him a lesson."

"Luo Feng will come."

Yue Haitang sat across, placing down her teacup, gazing out the window, and said gently, "Besides, there’s still one day left till the end of our one-month agreement."

With Yue Haitang’s words, Jiang Fengfeng unusually remained silent this time.

Su Zhuyun’s eyes swept over Jiang Fengfeng, somewhat surprised; normally, Jiang Fengfeng would loudly argue.

At this moment.

"Jiang Fengfeng, you might be disappointed."

A voice suddenly sounded beside them.

"Luo Feng!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Yue Haitang turned around, her eyes lighting up, just as she saw Luo Feng approaching nearby.

Luo Feng nodded and sat directly next to Yue Haitang.

Jiang Fengfeng glanced over at Luo Feng and pursed her rosy lips, "At least you’re on time."

Yue Haitang poured Luo Feng a cup of tea and asked, "Didn’t you come from Linglong Hall?"

The second-floor window faced the Linglong Hall direction; if Luo Feng came from there, she would certainly notice.

"Hmm, I went back to Panlong City." Luo Feng took a sip of tea and nodded.

Yue Haitang frowned slightly, "Did your parents agree for you to accompany me to the Sword Tomb?"

Luo Feng knew what Yue Haitang was concerned about and smiled, "Agreed. Even without accompanying you to the Sword Tomb, I would definitely venture outside the Canglang Dynasty. This way, it’s truly beneficial."

"That’s good." Yue Haitang sighed softly, looking a touch more relaxed.

"The world outside the Canglang Dynasty is much more dangerous than you imagine."

Jiang Fengfeng said, unsheathing her sword, "Since everyone is here, let’s set off without delay."

"Alright."

Soon, the group of four left the tavern, employing Qinggong to swiftly traverse into the distance.

Above the clouds, three sword lights and one flowing light traveled side by side at rapid speed, the clouds naturally parting as they passed, followed by sharply resonant sonic booms echoing.

"Luo Feng, what level are you now?"

Midway, Su Zhuyun suddenly asked. She was a Martial Artist in the late True Yuan Realm, and oddly, she couldn’t discern Luo Feng’s cultivation level.

Hearing this, Jiang Fengfeng and Yue Haitang also curiously looked at Luo Feng.

During this period, whenever Luo Feng had free time, he would practice the Qi Concealment Jue; after some time, he achieved Small Success in the technique, so Su Zhuyun couldn’t see through his cultivation level.

Without intending to hide from the trio, Luo Feng stated, "Just broke through to the fourth level of True Yuan Realm."

"Fourth level of True Yuan Realm!"

The three gasped, looking at Luo Feng in full amazement.

Jiang Fengfeng was most shocked; she clearly remembered Luo Feng had just breached late-stage True Yuan Realm three levels half a month ago. To break through to the fourth level of True Yuan Realm so quickly? Even for her, this growth speed was unheard of.

Luo Feng didn’t want to be overly sensational and explained, "Elder Gu helped me once; otherwise, I wouldn’t have broken through so quickly."

"Elder Gu? The Law Enforcement Elder Gu Xifeng of Linglong Hall... I see."

Yue Haitang faltered for a moment, then nodded.

As the Princely Heir of Bright Moon Marquis, his perspective was naturally broad, understanding Gu Xifeng was no ordinary elder of the Golden Palace; her strength was unfathomable, with a standing in Linglong Hall only beneath Palace Master Shui Linglong.

There was a rumor that if Shui Qingcheng hadn’t appeared suddenly, Gu Xifeng would be Linglong Hall’s current Hall Master.

At this moment, Jiang Fengfeng’s somewhat surprised voice resounded: "Huh, why so many Martial Artists?"

Luo Feng looked around with a frown.

Though they occasionally encountered other void-flying Martial Artists on the way, they were only sparse, not many.

Yet now, within sight for dozens of miles, clusters of Martial Artists came and went in waves, mostly Spiritual Rotation Realm, with some even in the True Yuan Realm.

These individuals seemed hurried, their expressions not looking good, as if some major event occurred.

"Luo Feng, there’s an inn over there; we can go inquire there and rest a bit."

Yue Haitang glanced around, noticing an inn beside the road below, and suggested.