A few Feng disciples who were ordered to send everyone back glanced at each other and didn't know what to do.
Feng Qingshan felt a headache coming on, but he couldn't be bothered with this kind of thing. He said loudly, "Just tie her up and leave Traceless here. They'll sober up on their own."
Hearing this, everyone had awkward expressions. In the end, they gritted their teeth and whispered, "Since Fifth Master Feng arranged it like this, don't come looking for trouble when you wake up."
A few of them used their spiritual power to form a rope. First, they dragged Zi Xu, who looked like a dead pig, out from under the table. Then, one of them helped him up and sent him back.
They walked towards Yang Li and prepared to send him back. Su Wanqing was nervous and said, "I'll send him back. Just tell me where he is."
She didn't want Yang Li to be tortured. In her eyes, these people were torturing them. They looked embarrassed and arranged for one person to go back with the two.
Yan Zhan was fine. He was obedient and didn't have much of a reaction. Xue Qinghan, on the other hand, gave them a headache. He didn't want Yang Li to be tortured.
He continued to brandish his sword without stopping. The few of them tried to bind him with their spiritual energy, but his entire body burst forth with spiritual energy and crushed all of their spiritual energy. He glared at them and said, "Do you know who I am? How dare you tie me up with a rope! "
After all, Xue Qinghan used to be the leader of a sect. He had his own pride, so it wasn't strange for him to say something like this.
Feng Qingshan didn't take Xue Qinghan's words to heart. He just thought that Xue Qinghan was just spouting nonsense after drinking too much. He sent out some spiritual energy to bind Xue Qinghan and said, "Send her back now that she's awake."
The other two disciples were sweating profusely as they brought Xue Qinghan out. Xue Qinghan scolded them along the way. They wanted to cry but had no tears.
When everyone was gone, Feng Qingshan looked at Traceless Wind and said, "They're all gone. Sober up."
Feng Wuhen opened his eyes in a daze. There was a trace of clarity in his eyes. After scanning his surroundings, he sat up and circulated his spiritual power to expel the smell of alcohol from his body. He changed out of his greasy robe and tidied up his hair before looking at Feng Qingshan.
"Uncle Qingshan, what's going on?" Traceless Wind frowned and looked at Feng Qingshan. Someone said something to Feng Qingshan at the beginning of the banquet. Feng Qingshan didn't say anything, but Traceless Wind could see the worry in his eyes.
"Someone caught spies from the two sects near the barracks. Are they here for you?" Feng Wuhen could tell that Feng Qingshan wasn't surprised at all as he spoke straightforwardly.
"It should be related to us. We were chased by Ke Teng and his sect's cultivators before we came." Traceless Wind said with a bitter expression.
"What happened?" Feng Qingshan was confused. He still didn't know what happened at the Four Sect Competition.
"It's all because of those three freaks. After I awakened my bloodline and cultivated my divine sense, I went to the Four Sect Competition to recruit a few people to join my Feng Clan. But Uncle Qingshan, do you know what rank I got?" When Traceless Wind mentioned this, the bitterness on his face turned into depression and unwillingness.
"Hmm? Shouldn't you be the champion? " Feng Qingshan had a bad guess in his heart when he heard this question, but he didn't dare to say it.
"I'm fourth place. That Yang Li, who is at the eighth level of the Spirit Movement Realm, is first place. He's the Li Yue that I mentioned to you before." Feng Wuhen said in disappointment.
"Li Yue? I remember you saying that a Spirit Movement Realm Level 3 was able to fight a Spirit Movement Realm Level 9 to a draw. "Feng Qingshan nodded thoughtfully.
"If it's just based on cultivation, no one would lose. But the top four, including me, all have Spirit Movement Realm Level 8 and Spirit Movement Realm Level 9. All of them have cultivated their divine sense. Moreover, Xue Qinghan and Yang Li have successfully cultivated their divine sense attack secret techniques!" Traceless Wind's face became even more bitter. As a heaven's pride, no one was willing to fall behind.
However, reality had dealt him a heavy blow. It was true that his cultivation base and divine sense had fallen behind the others, but his strength was the weakest among the four of them. Although he hadn't fought Yan Zhan, he had seen the battle between Yan Zhan and Yang Li, and he wasn't completely confident that he could defeat Yan Zhan.
"What?!" Feng Qingshan suddenly stood up and stared at Traceless Wind with his big eyes. Feng Qingshan was a person who wouldn't make a sound even if he was seriously injured. But now, he had a shocked expression because of Traceless Wind's words. It could be seen how shocked Yang Li and the others were.
"I didn't lie to you, Uncle Qingshan. It's just that this is our Feng Clan's tent, so there's no need to spread out our divine sense.
"No wonder the two major sects would chase after you. Three freaks at the Spiritual Movement Stage with Divine Sense are too much of a threat to them." Feng Qingshan slowly calmed his emotions and said in a low voice.
Traceless Wind didn't say anything else. He had already explained the seriousness of the situation, so there was no need to say anything else. He sat quietly on his seat and waited for Feng Qingshan's decision.
"No, you must go to the Spirit Stealing Mystic Realm tomorrow morning. Otherwise, it will be dangerous. Three outstanding prodigies like these … even if the two sects offend the factions behind us, they will still attack us." Feng Qingshan frowned deeply and said in a straightforward and decisive voice.
"Uncle Qingshan, you can make the arrangements. Oh right, I heard that the factions behind us are dissatisfied with us and don't want to support us anymore?" Traceless Wind first confirmed Feng Qingshan's arrangements and asked.
"Sigh, it's not that they are dissatisfied with us, but they are in a fierce battle with the Yi Clan and don't have the time to care about us. If we want to continue getting their support, we must start a war with the Yi Clan. Big Brother has been planning for this recently." Feng Qingshan sighed. It was extremely difficult for the clan to stand firm.
Just as Traceless Wind was about to say something, Feng Qingshan spoke again.
"But this matter doesn't affect us much. You are still young. Protect yourselves first. When your generation becomes stronger, the older generation will have an easier time. Alright, you can go back first. I will send someone to the mystic realm to take a look."
"Alright, then I will go back first." Traceless Wind thought for a moment and felt that it was true. They didn't have the right to interfere now.
After Feng Qingshan waved his hand, Traceless Wind walked out and stared at the bright starry sky for a while. Then, he walked towards the tent that Feng Qingshan had arranged for him.
The night was extremely quiet. From time to time, there would be sharp and mournful cries of Night Bats echoing in the night sky. Dark clouds gradually appeared in the sky, blocking out the moonlight completely. Dark clouds meant that a storm was coming. The Southern Fire Region was destined to be in turmoil.
…
The next morning, the sky was a little gloomy. The dark clouds had blocked out the sunlight completely, and there were dull thunders from time to time.
After Yang Li, Xue Qinghan, and the others woke up, they all felt a splitting headache. They all sat down cross-legged and began to rest.
They all had their own tents, including Su Wanqing. After Su Wanqing sent Yang Li back yesterday, she went back to her own tent to cultivate.
After observing them with her Divine Sense, she stood up and walked out of the tent, waiting for them to come out.
Not long after, they all woke up and walked out. After seeing Su Wanqing, they all smiled and greeted her.
From time to time, the disciples of the Feng Clan passed by them. They looked at Zixu and whispered something, which made Zixu a little confused.
Su Wanqing couldn't help but laugh. They didn't know that they were drunk, but Su Wanqing saw it clearly.
Right when Zixu was about to ask, Traceless Wind came over and hurriedly said: "Let's go, the people from the two sects are coming."
They didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly followed Traceless Wind up the mountain.
Less than fifteen minutes after they left, Ke Teng came back with more than ten cultivators.
Feng Qingshan felt the sharp aura, he walked out of the tent and said, "Elder Ke, please forgive me for not going out to greet you, Elder Ke."
Ke Teng looked at Feng Qingshan and laughed: "I won't be offended. Don't worry, you only need to hand over the disciples from the four sects."
Feng Qingshan's expression remained unchanged: "I don't know what Elder Ke is talking about. No one from the Feng camp came."
"Oh? Are you sure? "Ke Teng looked at Feng Qingshan with a strange expression.
"Yes." Feng Qingshan confirmed.
"Hahaha, come out yourself, Feng San." Ke Teng laughed after hearing Feng Qingshan's words.
A disciple at level five of the Illuminating Spirit Realm walked out and stood next to Ke Teng.
"Feng Qiu, what is the meaning of this?" Traceless Wind stared coldly at Feng San, who was also Feng Qiu from the Feng family.
But Feng Qiu didn't say anything. Ke Teng spoke: "What is the meaning of this? He only wants to leave your Feng Clan's camp alive. "
"Next, all of you will become corpses. Only he can leave alive!"
"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for taking in someone you shouldn't have!"
"Rumble ~"
With a muffled thunder, the rain started to fall. Feng Qingshan stood in the rain and said: "Are you ready to go to war with the forces behind us?"
"War? No, no, no, the forces behind you are already in a precarious situation. Are you still counting on them? " Ke Teng's expression looked extremely terrifying under the heavy rain. His voice was low and hoarse.
"Attack!"
With Ke Teng's order, the cultivators who were chasing after Yang Li's group in the sky immediately rushed to the camp below.
The screams of the Feng disciples rang in Feng Qingshan's ears. This irritated this iron-blooded cultivator so much that his eyes turned red. He angrily attacked the cultivators of the two sects.
"I'm here and you still dare to attack? Go to hell! " Ke Teng's ruthless voice was accompanied by the spirit energy in his body. He appeared next to Feng Qingshan and fiercely attacked Feng Qingshan.
"Pfft!"
Feng Qingshan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He was actually injured by Ke Teng's attack.
"Still not dead? Then come again! "
Ke Teng attacked Feng Qingshan again. This time, Feng Qingshan couldn't block it. His eyes gradually lost focus. The difference between a Half Law Realm and a Harmonious Spirit Realm couldn't be calculated with logic.
Before Feng Qingshan died, it was as if he saw his own unwillingness and future. He murmured: "Wuhen and the others are safe. That's enough. The two sects will eventually be destroyed."
The screams from the foot of the mountain naturally couldn't reach the top. The battle continued down below. Yang Li's group also arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Stealing Secret Realm.
At the entrance of the mystic realm, the array formation was extremely profound. It emitted bright light and intense fluctuations. When they arrived, Feng Wuhen immediately growled, "Just inject spiritual energy into the array formation. Hurry, we don't have much time left!"
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