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Chapter 1089

Words:1868Update:22/06/25 08:33:29

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In the teleportation plaza of Northern Wasteland City, the space-time wormhole started shaking violently. Then, a young man came out of the wormhole. It was Lin Feng.

"I'm finally back in Huang Yu!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath. The Qi of Huang Yu was familiar and comfortable.

Not long after Lin Feng came out, the space-time wormhole started shaking violently again. Then, more than thirty cultivators came out. They were led by a young man.

The young man looked to be in his twenties. His face was pale, and he looked like he had overindulged in debauchery. He was obviously a member of a large family.

"Get out of the way! Can't you see that our young man is going out? You lowly commoners dare to block his way? Do you want to die? "

Shouted a guard arrogantly.

Immediately, a cultivator sneered and said, "Who are you? Why are you so arrogant? Is Northern Wasteland City a place where you can be so arrogant? "

The guard sneered and said, "Our young man is a direct descendant of the ancient Ning family of Ning Prefecture. Northern Wasteland City is nothing. You lowly commoners dare to talk nonsense in front of our young man? Do you want to die? "

Many people's expressions changed when they heard the name of the ancient Ning family of Ning Prefecture.

There were seventy-two prefectures in the north, and the Sixteen Prefectures in the south.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Serene Cloud bordered the Eight Prefectures to the south. One of the Eight Prefectures was called the Tranquil Prefecture, and the Primordial Ning Clan was the ancient clan that ruled the Tranquil Prefecture.

Hearing that these people were from the Ning Clan, the indignant cultivators quickly shut their mouths and retreated to make a wide path for this group of people.

The group of people left arrogantly.

Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head. He had seen many descendants of ancient families, but Lin Feng had only interacted with geniuses. He hadn't interacted with that young man before.

"That person is called Ning Xubai. He's not simple. He's the nephew of the leader of the ancient Ning family," said a cultivator from a teleportation portal. A cultivator who walked out of the teleportation formation said. He probably came from the Ning Prefecture as well, so he knew Ning Xubai.

"Those ancient clans are really arrogant," murmured Lin Feng. Said someone with a sigh.

Another cultivator said, "They're really strong. They're qualified to look down on us."

The cultivators in the teleportation plaza dispersed. Lin Feng left and found an inn to stay. He rested for a day before leaving for the Blue Cloud Sect.

Lin Feng's return to the Blue Cloud Sect had caused quite a stir. After all, Lin Feng was a core disciple and he had fought Huangfu Qingtian..

Everything on the Supreme Peak proceeded in an orderly manner. After returning to the Supreme Peak, Bei Bei and Little White played around on the Supreme Peak.

In the evening, Shi Weizhu, Bai Ying, Wang Hu, and the others held a simple banquet for Lin Feng. There were only seven people on the mountain, so they were all very familiar with each other. After the banquet, Lin Feng took out seven million top-quality spirit stones and gave each of them one million top-quality spirit stones for cultivation.

The seven of them had never seen so many top-grade spirit stones. They were all dumbfounded. Usually, they could only use high-grade spirit stones for their cultivation. They had never seen top-grade spirit stones. But now, top-grade spirit stones were piled up like a mountain.

This made the seven of them feel as if they were in a dream.

"Senior Brother, did you find a top-grade spirit stone mine?" Asked Wang Hu excitedly.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I saved up some top-quality spiritual stones when I was traveling. You can use them to practice cultivation. You'll progress much faster with them, but remember, don't show off your wealth. Don't let other people know about it."

Wang Hu, Mo Yuning, and the others quickly nodded. They knew what those top-quality spirit stones meant.

Even if they were the descendants of ancient powers, it would not be easy for them to take out a million top-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention an ancient force like the Blue Cloud Sect. Yin Yang Realm cultivators like them usually didn't have top grade spirit stones to cultivate. Now that they had obtained so many top grade spirit stones, they naturally had to keep this secret. Otherwise, it was very likely to cause a fatal disaster.

At the end of the banquet, Shi Wei Zhu and Bai Ying looked at Lin Feng affectionately. Then, they turned around and left.

Lin Feng went to Shi Weizhu's room first. Bai Ying, who was in the room next door, heard the sounds coming from Shi Weizhu's room. She was very disappointed.

Even though she knew that Lin Feng would go to Shi Weizhu's room first, she couldn't help but feel jealous.

In the second half of the night, Lin Feng went to Bai Ying's room again. Bai Ying couldn't help but throw a little tantrum. However, after Lin Feng coaxed her, Bai Ying became a docile kitten.

The next day, Lin Feng went to Spirit Beast Peak. Wang Hu accompanied Lin Feng. They came to Spirit Beast Peak mainly to see how the Little Tyrant Dragon was doing.

After a few years, the Little Tyrant Dragon had grown to five meters tall. It was very fierce. It was obviously an overlord in Spirit Beast Peak.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive, the Little Tyrant Dragon hurriedly ran over. It lay on the ground and rubbed its head against Lin Feng. It seemed very intimate.

Lin Feng patted the little guy's head. At this time, Bebe and Little White ran over. When the Little Tyrant Dragon saw the two of them, it actually trembled in fear.

Lin Feng couldn't help but stare blankly. He didn't understand what was going on. Why was the Little Tyrant Dragon so afraid of Bebe and Little White?

"Previously, when Bebe and Little White came here to play, they accidentally intruded into the Little Tyrant Dragon's territory. The Little Tyrant Dragon has a very strong concept of territory, so it attacked Bebe and Little White. It just didn't expect that …"

Wang Hu had a bitter smile on his face.

There was no need for Wang Hu to say the rest. Lin Feng already knew the rest.

It must be that the Little Tyrant Dragon was tortured by Bebe and Little White.

Bebe and Little White might be young, but their abilities were heaven-defying. They weren't something the Little Tyrant Dragon could compare to.

"Yiyayiya …"

"Jiyayiya …"

Bebe and Little White waved their little claws and cried out.

"Are you saying that you saw a strange person?" Lin Feng asked.

Bebe and Little White quickly nodded.

Lin Feng let Bebe and Little White lead the way. The two little fellows quickly brought Lin Feng and Wang Hu to a valley at the intersection of Spirit Beast Peak and Spirit Medicine Peak.

This place was densely covered with tall trees, and it was gloomy and cold. Wang Hu and the rest usually didn't come here.

When Lin Feng and Wang Hu arrived, they saw a person lying in the forest. They didn't know if he was dead or alive.

When the two of them came to the person's side, Lin Feng's mouth twitched violently.

The person lying here was actually the Old Drunkard.

They didn't know how long the Old Drunkard had been lying here. His body was almost covered by the newly grown weeds.

"Isn't this the Old Drunkard? He disappeared for three months without a trace. Why is he lying here? He can't be dead, right? "

Lin Feng said, "If someone else had been lying here for so long, they would most likely be dead. But this Old Drunkard must be drunk. Carry him back."

"Yes." Wang Hu nodded. After checking, he found that the Old Drunkard was still alive. He carried the Old Drunkard and returned to the main peak with Lin Feng.

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