Lin Feng said, "I can agree to your condition!"
A smile appeared on the Dong Clan's ancestor's face.
He was not willing to take the risk now, but Lin Feng's cultivation was tyrannical, so he was willing to help. If he could really find the treasure, the value of the Soul-Sealing Grass could not be compared to it.
If Lin Feng could not obtain the treasure, the Soul-Devouring Clan would not lose anything. Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, the Soul-Devouring Clan had the upper hand in this matter.
The Dong Clan's ancestor smiled. "Lin Gongzi is really a decisive person. I admire you!"
Lin Feng was not interested in listening to the Dong Clan's ancestor's flattery. He just wanted to hurry up and settle this matter. Lin Feng asked, "What is the treasure of the Soul-Devouring Clan?"
The Dong Clan's ancestor said, "It's a painting!"
"What kind of painting?" Lin Feng asked curiously.
"It's a painting of a world of clouds!" the Dong Clan's ancestor said.
The Dong Clan's ancestor did not tell Lin Feng about the painting's origins, but since the Soul-Devouring Clan was so obsessed with it, it must have been something that the Soul-Devouring Clan could not forget.
The painting must be incomparably precious.
He just did not know what secrets it hid.
However, this did not seem to be something Lin Feng should be concerned about.
Lin Feng said, "Then it's settled. I'll head to Mount Buzhou now!"
The Dong Clan's ancestor said, "There's no need to rush. It's already late, so you can rest in the clan for the night and set off tomorrow."
Lin Feng thought about it and agreed.
That night
The Dong Clan's ancestor hosted a banquet for Lin Feng. The various clan leaders and ancestors of the Soul-Devouring Clan, as well as the clan leaders elected by the various clans, all attended the banquet.
However, Lin Feng noticed that there were people at the banquet who were hostile towards him. They looked at him with cold gazes.
They were from the Soul-Devouring Clan's Fang Clan.
After all, Fang Ziping and Fang Jian had been taught a lesson by Xia Donghuang.
Therefore, these people hated him.
He was hated by the other party.
Lin Feng looked indifferent.
The Fang Clan did not have any experts who had surpassed their cultivation level, so they were not much of a threat to him.
He should have known better than to provoke him.
Or else.
That was simply courting death.
The next day.
Lin Feng and Xia Donghuang planned to leave.
The Ancestor of the Dong Clan and many other higher-ups sent Lin Feng and the others off. At this time, the Ancestor of the Dong Clan said, "It's a long journey. Many things may happen on the way. Someone must deal with some trivial matters. How about this? Let Xiyue follow Lin Gongzi to Mount Buzhou. If there's anything you need to deal with on the way, you can tell Xiyue!"
The Dong Clan's Ancestor had clearly informed Dong Xiyue of this matter in advance, so when Dong Xiyue heard the Dong Clan's Ancestor mention this matter, her expression was very calm.
But this was only on the surface.
In fact, her heart was not calm at all.
She was a little nervous. She did not know if Lin Feng would agree to the Ancestor's suggestion.
In the depths of Dong Xiyue's heart, she seemed to hope that Lin Feng would agree. Although she did not know why she had such thoughts.
Lin Feng glanced at Dong Xiyue, then retracted his gaze and said, "Alright, let Dong Xiyue go with us!"
Dong Xiyue was a little happy.
Lin Feng and the others left the Soul Devouring Clan's territory.
In fact, Dong Xiyue was not the only one who left with Lin Feng. There were ten other cultivators who were basically young cultivators of the Soul Devouring Clan.
Moreover, these young cultivators were all under Dong Xiyue. They were considered Dong Xiyue's trusted subordinates in the clan.
After Lin Feng and the others left the Soul Devouring Ancient Forest, they flew in the direction of Mount Buzhou.
A month later, they stopped in a small town to rest.
They settled on a place to stay.
After washing up.
Then the group went to find a place to eat.
Lin Feng was a foodie.
He ate wherever he went.
He tasted the delicacies of various places.
This was Lin Feng's favorite thing to do.
Although the town was not big.
However …
They could also find special delicacies.
Lin Feng and the others came to a place called Virtuous Restaurant to eat.
They asked for a private room.
Halfway through the meal, they heard cursing outside, the sound of fighting, and even the sound of a donkey's braying.
It was obvious that someone was fighting.
Bang.
The next moment.
A cultivator knocked over the door of the private room that Lin Feng and the others were in, and that cultivator fell to the ground.
Following that, a big Fatso that was more than three hundred jin ran in, directly riding on that cultivator, and both fists smashed over like raindrops.
While hitting the other party!
At the same time, he cursed loudly, "F * ck, don't you know who this Fat Lord is? You even dared to lie to this Fat Lord, see if this Fat Lord doesn't hammer you to death, you bastard!"
Fatso cursed as he continued to teach that cultivator a lesson.
That cultivator repeatedly begged for mercy.
"Fatso …"
Lin Feng shouted.
He really did not expect to see Zhuge Fatso here.
Damn.
This was really fate.
The two of them had not seen each other for more than a hundred years.
Zhuge Fatso raised his head and saw Lin Feng.
He could not help but be shocked, and then became excited.
He said, "Lin Feng, why are you here?"
Lin Feng said, "Of course I'm here to eat, where's Brother Donkey?"
"Damn donkey, hurry up and come see who we met?" Fatso shouted loudly.
Little Donkey ran over.
He saw Lin Feng.
He immediately shouted excitedly, "Brother Feng, long time no see. We actually met here, we are really fated, later we must not return until we are drunk!"
Many of the cultivators who were watching the show muttered, this donkey had become a spirit.
And it was a rather awesome Little Donkey.
Previously, they saw this Little Donkey directly fainting more than ten cultivators with a fart.
It could be called the world's number one smelly donkey, right?
"Haha, that's right, later we will not return until we are drunk! But what's going on here? Why are you chasing after this person? "
Lin Feng looked at Zhuge Fatso.
Fatso said, "Don't mention it. This brother wants to buy a few stalks of Spirit Heart Grass to concoct pills. Then, someone introduced us to this bastard, and this bastard said that he has a way to get Spirit Heart Grass.
"So, we started the trade here. Spirit Heart Grass is very expensive, a stalk is worth more than a hundred thousand high-grade immortal stones. This guy took out a stalk of Spirit Heart Grass, but it's not Spirit Heart Grass at all. It's called Spirit Moon Grass.
"This Spirit Moon Grass is only worth a few dozen high grade Immortal Stones, and it doesn't have the same effect as the Spirit Heart Grass. But because it looks too similar, it can be mistaken for the real thing. That bastard thought that I, Master Fatty, was easy to trick. After Master Fatty exposed him, he actually tried to force me to buy it."
"So, we started fighting. At first, I thought this bastard was very awesome, but after we fought, I realized that this bastard is just good-looking but useless!"
After saying that, he still didn't seem to vent his anger.
Then, he gave the cultivator's head a vicious slap.
"Lord Fatty, I was wrong. I'm willing to compensate you. I have a million high-grade immortal stones in my storage ring. They're all yours!"
The cultivator who was restrained by Fatso immediately begged for mercy.
Fatso directly took the cultivator's storage ring.
The cultivator's face turned green.
He only agreed to give Fatso a million high-grade immortal stones.
In fact, there were more than a million high-grade immortal stones in his storage ring.
Apart from those high-grade immortal stones, there were also many other treasures.
But now …
Fatso directly took away all his treasures.
Of course, he was depressed.
But …
He didn't dare to say anything.
Fatso was a bastard.
If he dared to say anything else, he didn't know what would happen to him.
"Scram!"
Fatso stood up and said fiercely.
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll scram now …"
The cultivator hurriedly said.
When he turned around, his eyes flashed with deep resentment.
Fatso took out a high-grade immortal stone and threw it to the shopkeeper, who had a bitter expression on his face.
He said, "This is your compensation."
"Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master!"
The shopkeeper received the high-grade immortal stone and immediately thanked him profusely.
Fatso and Little Donkey walked over.
Fatso's dream in life was to bring a fairy home and make her his wife.
However, because his image was too bad, he hadn't succeeded yet.
This guy saw Dong Xiyue.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
She's beautiful.
Beautiful.
Fatso's mind was active again.
He looked at Lin Feng and revealed an expression that he thought was handsome but was actually very cheap. He said, "Brother, who is this beauty? Introduce her to your fat brother! "
Lin Feng knew what Fatso was thinking.
He was really persistent.
He pitied Fatso for three seconds.
Lin Feng introduced, "This is the Great Beauty Dong Xiyue of the Soul Devourer Clan."
Lin Feng then introduced Fatso to Dong Xiyue.
"This guy is my good friend, Zhuge Fatso. You can call him Fatso!"
"Nonsense, I'm not Fatso. There's something I want to say. Although I'm very fat, I'm still very good-looking."
Zhuge Fatso said proudly. He didn't have any self-awareness at all.
Pfft!
Dong Xiyue spat out the mouthful of water she had just drunk.
Fatso …
How could he be so shameless?
How could he be considered good-looking when he looked like this?
A shameless person was invincible.
Lin Feng then introduced Little Donkey and said, "This is also my brother, Little Donkey!"
Naturally, no one looked down on Little Donkey.
In fact …
A Little Donkey could become a spirit.
This was an extremely rare thing in itself.
Moreover, this Little Donkey in front of them was obviously extraordinary.
"Miss Xiyue, nice to meet you!" Fatso said in a manner that he thought was very gentlemanly.
Little Donkey kicked Fatso and said, "Damn Fatso, don't have any ideas about this little sister. If you're not blind, you can tell that you're not her cup of tea!"
"What are you talking about? Are you looking for a beating? "
Fatso didn't give Little Donkey a good look. These two guys were used to fighting each other.
Therefore, Lin Feng was already used to it.
It would be strange if these two fellows got along well one day.
Lin Feng said, "Stop talking. Let's eat!"
Fatso and Little Donkey took their seats.
There were some things that couldn't be said in front of Dong Xiyue and the others. Therefore, although there were many things in his heart that he wanted to have a good chat with Fatso and Little Donkey, Lin Feng restrained himself and didn't say these things at the dining table.
After dinner, Fatso and Little Donkey followed Lin Feng back to his residence.
Then, they talked about many things that had happened over the years.
Fatso and Little Donkey had been in the heavenly realm for more than fifty years.
During these years in the heavenly realm, they had encountered many opportunities, so their cultivation had improved very quickly.
Then, Fatso asked Lin Feng about his next plans. Lin Feng talked about going to Mount Buzhou.
Fatso and Little Donkey happened to have nothing to do, so they planned to follow Lin Feng to Mount Buzhou to take a look.
The next day.
Lin Feng and the others set off and continued to head in the direction of Mount Buzhou.
Along the way, it was rather smooth and they didn't encounter any trouble.
A month and a half later, they arrived at the famous Bu Zhou City.
Bu Zhou City was only three thousand miles away from Mount Buzhou.
Countless cultivators came because of its reputation.
They wanted to see Mount Buzhou.
And these cultivators would choose to rest in Bu Zhou City.
Lin Feng and the others were no exception.
Bu Zhou City was extraordinarily lively.
Lin Feng and the others planned to find a place to stay first.
Main Street.
Ten Thousand Heaven Restaurant, Private Room A1.
A female cultivator looked at Lin Feng and the others through the window.
The female cultivator's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng.
She revealed a surprised expression.
Then, her eyes revealed a dense killing intent.
Lin Feng seemed to sense something and looked around, but he didn't find anything.
This made him feel a little strange. Could it be that he sensed wrongly?
Lin Feng retracted his gaze and quickly left with Fatso and the others.
The woman in the private room was none other than Su Yuexi.
Besides Su Yuexi, there were five other cultivators sitting there.
Three men and two women.
Among the three men, the skinny one was called Wang Jian.
The fat cultivator was called Sun Wentao.
There was also an extremely handsome man called Duanmu Yangyi.
Of the two women, the frosty beauty was called Fairy Ling Xin.
The charming woman was called Yue Qianning.
Duanmu Yangyi looked at Su Yuexi and smiled. "Fairy Su, who was that person you were observing just now?"
Su Yuexi said, "I'm sure you've heard of his reputation."
"Oh?" They all looked at Su Yuexi.
Su Yuexi didn't keep them in suspense and said, "This person is Lin Feng, who is wanted by the Heavenly Court."
"What? He's Lin Feng? "
The group was very surprised.
"Yes." Su Yuexi nodded.
She didn't say anything else because Su Yuexi knew that the families of these people were inextricably linked to the Heavenly Court.
For example, Duanmu Yangyi.
His father was the City Lord of Bu Zhou City.
His family had a very close relationship with the Heavenly Court.
Duanmu Yangyi's sister was the concubine of the Heavenly Master of Xuanming Gonghua Heaven.
Moreover, she was a very favored concubine.
Therefore …
After knowing Lin Feng's real identity, how could those people not tell their clans about it?
If their families knew Lin Feng's identity, would they not act against Lin Feng?
Of course not.
"Lin Feng, let's see how you die now!"
Su Yuexi sneered inwardly.
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