Chapter 1415 - 1412: Coincidence, Violent Dream Song!

"Everyone, pardon my intrusion."

Luo Feng walked over and cupped his fist towards the crowd.

Seeing Luo Feng so young and courteous, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes revealing curiosity as they looked at him.

This place, near the Red Blood Wilderness and at the border between Out Cloud Country and the Dali Dynasty, is extremely dangerous. Few Martial Artists dare to travel alone here, especially such a young one like Luo Feng, who looks to be no older than eighteen.

"Don’t just stand around watching, prepare yourselves; we’re continuing our journey."

The red-armored female Swordsman seemed to have considerable influence among the group, directing the others to tend to their tasks and then approached Luo Feng with a smile:

"Don’t take what happened earlier to heart. This part of the plain has been very unstable recently, with frequent attacks on merchant caravans; everyone is tense."

"Not at all, it was I who came unannounced."

Luo Feng chuckled, then suddenly asked, "How can you be sure I didn’t have designs on the caravan? Aren’t you afraid I’m a rtiad bandit?"

"Haha. Rtiad bandits wouldn’t approach so openly and alone, nor would they ask such questions."

The red-armored female Swordsman giggled, gently shaking her head. She has been roaming the rtiad for nearly ten years and can naturally tell that Luo Feng isn’t a villain with designs of murder and robbery; his aura is different. Otherwise, she would have ordered Luo Feng shot on sight.

"I am Yuan Yi, captain of the Blood Goose Team from the Scarlet Flame Adventure Team, responsible for escorting this merchant caravan," the red-armored female Swordsman introduced herself.

Luo Feng cupped his fist and said, "Luo Feng, from the Canglan Dynasty."

"From the Canglan Dynasty?"

Yuan Yi showed a hint of surprise and asked, "So why are you here alone?"

"I am traveling for the experience."

"Traveling..."

Yuan Yi’s beautiful eyes sparkled. Even though this area is just the outskirts of the Red Blood Wilderness, formidable Demon Beasts frequently appear here. Most mid-level Martial Artists of the Spiritual Rotation Realm wouldn’t dare to come alone. Luo Feng’s tone seemed to disregard the dangers of this place entirely.

"What are you seeking?"

Luo Feng replied, "I have a friend in Cloud Brocade City, and I want to go there, but I don’t know the way."

"Cloud Brocade City..."

Yuan Yi’s eyes flashed as she smiled and said, "What a coincidence, we are escorting the caravan to Cloud Brocade City as well. You could travel with us. Manager Li, what do you think?"

As she spoke, Yuan Yi glanced back at a thin middle-aged man in fine clothes beside a Barbarian Beast.

The thin middle-aged man eyed Luo Feng and hesitated slightly before saying, "As long as you don’t cause trouble for the caravan, it should be fine."

Luo Feng understood that the other was worried about him being a burden, so he silently gathered energy and struck the ground with his palm.

Bang!

Rocks flew, and the ground sank three feet.

"Rest assured, I have the strength to protect myself; I only need to follow the caravan. If the caravan runs into trouble, I can lend a hand," Luo Feng said.

The people present looked at the palm mark on the ground, stunned.

Being Martial Artists, they naturally recognized the extraordinary nature of this palm strike. A three-foot palm mark could likely be achieved only by Martial Artists at the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

Only Yuan Yi was unsurprised; a young man traveling alone would naturally have impressive skills.

"Then we’ll be counting on Young Master Luo."

The thin middle-aged man came to his senses, his face full of smiles, and he turned back and ordered, "Someone, quickly prepare a horse for Young Master Luo!"

Recently, the merchant caravans passing through here have been attacked by Demon Beasts and rtiad bandits, suffering heavy losses. He has been on edge; now that Luo Feng turns out to be a late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist, he is overjoyed.

Having a late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist in the caravan doubles the security. To hire such protection, the cost isn’t small, requiring several thousand second-grade Yuan Stones, nearly twenty percent of the profit from these goods.

The caravan rested briefly before setting off again.

Luo Feng had originally planned to inquire about the direction to Cloud Brocade City and then leave, but upon hearing from Yuan Yi that they would reach Cloud Brocade City by tomorrow morning, he decided to stay and escort the caravan there together.

Swish!

A flash of blades slashed through, a giant wolf lept out from the grass, and let out a wail as its body split into two, blood pouring like rain.

"Ah!"

"Green-haired wolf!"

"Another one-hit kill, incredible."

Gasps arose from the caravan. The Green-haired wolf is one of the most formidable Demon Beasts in this plain, capable of challenging late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists. It is notorious for ambushes, claiming countless lives unawares.

For a moment, the eyes of the people upon horseback Luo Feng were filled with admiration, respect, and gratitude.

Since Luo Feng joined the caravan, they had encountered several dangerous situations, each resolved with Luo Feng’s timely intervention, allowing them to pass through safely without injury.

Yuan Yi rode beside Luo Feng, glanced at the corpse of the Green-haired wolf, her bright eyes twinkling as she smiled, "I once heard about a person. He’s the top young generation in the Canglan Dynasty, also named Luo Feng, and a Saberman."

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows with a faint smile, "What a strange coincidence."

"Indeed, quite coincidental."

Yuan Yi smiled and cast a glance at Luo Feng without asking further.

She already knew in her heart what she needed to know.

Unintentionally, the day passed.

The terrain began rising, no longer the flat plain, peaks stretching endlessly, some towering and majestic, others green and graceful. The morning mist drifting between the mountains evoked a sense of ethereal beauty.

"From here on, it gets safer; let’s stop and rest for a quarter of an hour."

Upon crossing a river, Yuan Yi reigned her horse and commanded the others from behind.

Upon hearing, everyone cheered.

To escape the perilous area quickly, they had rested less than two hours the night before, always tense; now their spirits and bodies were exceedingly fatigued.

Luo Feng dismounted and seated himself cross-legged on a green stone to meditate and adjust his energy.

The rapid breakthroughs in his realm left it somewhat unstable; prolonged instability could impact future training, so he spent his spare moments refining his True Yuan.

Moments later, Luo Feng opened his eyes, exhaled a deep breath, and thought, "Seems it will take a few days more to stabilize my realm."

Footsteps approached, and Yuan Yi came over.

"Luo Feng, we’ll reach Cloud Brocade City in two hours. Do you have an acquaintance there?"

Luo Feng answered, "A companion I’m training with."

Yuan Yi nodded and sat casually beside him, glancing at the caravan, expressing gratitude, "Thanks a lot this time."

Journeying here, she knew implicitly that without Luo Feng, they wouldn’t reach this point safely.

Luo Feng shook his head, about to speak, when he suddenly furrowed his brow and looked to the sky on the left.

"What’s wrong?" Yuan Yi noticed the change in Luo Feng’s expression and also turned her gaze.

Far away, two figures were rapidly flying, one chasing the other, clouds collapsing wherever they passed, fierce winds surging, creating turbulent chaotic streams, clouds compressed miles around, accompanied by thunderous sounds, evidently engaged in combat.

"Such an astonishing display, these two are no ordinary experts."

Yuan Yi took a deep breath.

Luo Feng commented, "They’re likely True Yuan Realm Martial Artists."

The figures drew closer, and Luo Feng squinted, recognizing a noble-looking youth at the front, wielding a jade flute. As he played, intense ripples radiated from him, forming solid waves of sound that swept over the pursuing blue-clad youth, layer upon layer, with seemingly boundless might.

Boom boom boom boom...

In the crowd’s sight, the blue-clad youth behind unleashed flaming sword lights, colliding with the sound waves, the impact spreading wildly, the earth below experiencing violent gusts.

As the two fought closer, the flute music became more distinct.

"This flute music..."

Luo Feng’s brows furrowed slightly, noting the extreme chaos in the music’s intent realm; its sound unsettling listeners’ spirits.

"Not good, it’s the Violent Dream Song!"

Yuan Yi’s expression changed, and she quickly warned the caravan, "Everyone, seal your ears with Yuan Qi!"