In fact, even if they didn't reveal themselves, Feng Hao knew that many people must've seen what happened just now. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Originally, he'd already refined and absorbed the Soul Pearl within the vortex of space. However, the strange thing was that after he fell asleep in a daze on Oracle Mountain that day, it had condensed into a material form once more. Moreover, the current situation was even stranger. The two Soul Pearls seemed to be able to sense each other, and that was why that scene from before had occurred.
All of this was not something that Fenghao could have predicted or controlled.
"I can only take it one step at a time …"
Fenghao's expression darkened, as if nothing had happened.
After all, he had promised Le Xin that he would win the Spirit Orb for her, and Feng Hao had no intention of going back on his word.
"Congratulations on winning the Spirit Orb …"
While he was pondering, several congratulatory voices rang out. With the ancestor of House Xiahou in the lead, the old Prime of Celestial Eye and a few other half-step great emperors gathered over.
They were either amiable or solemn, and their attitudes were rather gentle.
Regardless of whether they had planned to snatch the Spirit Orb by force before, they no longer had that intention now.
This was because Feng Hao was able to activate the Spirit Orb. This meant that Feng Hao might be able to grasp some of the secrets hidden within the Spirit Orb and obtain the art of longevity.
Right now, they only wanted to share it.
Back in the day, the Evil Immortal Sovereign's influence was unparalleled because he had mastered the Art of Prolonging Life. Even now, traces of the Immortal Organization could still be seen in the Hundred Races Continent and the Penglai World.
However, due to the suppression of the Profound Dao Valley, the Immortals had never dared to show themselves in Penglai. Otherwise, with the resources left behind by the Evil Immortal Sovereign, the Immortals would've been one of the top forces in Penglai.
Therefore, they didn't hope to be on good terms with Feng Hao. At the very least, they had to maintain a good relationship with him on the surface.
After all, Feng Hao's talent was obvious. If he wasn't killed, he would definitely become the overlord of this world in the future.
"Same to you …"
Feng Hao responded with a smile on his face. However, he knew that under the smiles of these people, who knew how many other thoughts were hidden. If he had the same thoughts as these people, at the very least, he had to be friendly on the surface.
As they approached, Jiang Feng also walked over, intentionally or unintentionally standing in front of Feng Hao to ensure that he would be able to protect Feng Hao immediately when they launched their attack.
There was nothing wrong with this. After all, it was necessary to be on guard against others.
"What is there to talk about with them?"
Old Fart Wei walked over with a face full of displeasure. He pulled Feng Hao and flew out of the city, leaving the half-step Great Sovereigns standing awkwardly on the spot. In the end, they looked at each other and dispersed.
To them, Feng Hao was indeed an accident, but it wasn't enough to pose a threat. Furthermore, the ones who were the most anxious right now weren't them, but the Xuan Dao Valley.
And what they were worried about now was … Spring Wind Pavilion.
Since Spring Wind Pavilion sent out the red-clothed lady and Chun Jun, it meant that Spring Wind Pavilion would definitely make a big move soon. They had to make some preparations to deal with it.
Very soon, the various organisations in the Hundred Races Ancient City slowly dispersed after the main characters had left. The banquet this time had come to an end.
However, there was one person that everyone firmly remembered, and that was the human race from the Hundred Race Continent … Feng Hao.
…
After traveling for an unknown amount of time, Old Fart Wei stopped on a small hill not far from a city that wasn't too big. Not long after, Jiang Feng, Le Xin, and Fatty Wei also arrived.
A group of people walked into this quaint city that seemed to be the size of a small city. Old Fart Wei led the way and arrived at a roadside tavern before sitting down. He ordered a few jars of good wine and casually removed the clay seal before gulping it down.
"Good wine."
After drinking almost half a jar in one breath, Old Fart Wei placed the jar on the table with a face of enjoyment and sighed.
"Of course it's good wine. Our tavern, if it isn't sealed for more than a thousand years, we won't take it out to sell …" At the side, the young waiter continued.
"Hehe, I like your Osmanthus Fragrance Dew."
Old Fart Wei grinned and said casually, "Same old rules, just give me four more servings of each dish."
"Alright, please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."
The young waiter was also agile, and after responding, he scurried towards the kitchen.
Looking at Old Fart Wei who was drinking big mouthfuls of wine, Feng Hao could tell from his words that Old Fart Wei was a regular customer of this unremarkable tavern.
Especially Old Fart Wei, who did not care about his image at all and treated him like an ordinary person, made Feng Hao have a good impression of him.
"Come to think of it, I haven't been here for a long time."
Fatty Wei curled his lips and imitated Old Fart Wei. He opened a jar of wine and drank big mouthfuls. After a while, he spat out a breath of wine and shouted loudly, "This is f * cking wine. The Drunken Immortal Dew now, is that still wine? It's pure nonsense."
Indeed, people nowadays were all chasing after the advancement of the realm. For example, the Drunken Immortal Dew, although it had great benefits for enlightenment, it no longer had the taste of real wine.
And in this kind of small city, naturally no one could enjoy a luxury like the Drunken Immortal Dew. Only here, could one find real … wine.
Seeing them drinking to their heart's content, Jiang Feng could not help but pick up a jar and drink heartily.
However, among the five of them, Feng Hao and Le Xin were obviously restrained. Both of them seemed to be uncomfortable and did not even dare to look at each other directly.
"What's wrong with you, kid."
Seeing Feng Hao sitting there coyly, Old Fart Wei squinted his eyes and shouted, "If you're a man, you should drink big mouthfuls of wine and eat big pieces of meat. Why aren't you drinking?"
"Hehe …"
At the side, Fatty Wei let out a bone-chilling laugh. However, as Le Xin stepped on his left foot, his laughter directly turned into a scream, and his fat face turned green.
Obviously, Le Xin, who had seized the opportunity, used a lot of strength to step on him.
"Drink, drink …"
Fenghao was startled. Soon after, he imitated their actions and picked up the jar of wine in an unpracticed manner. As a result, when he drank it in one gulp, he felt a fiery stream of air enter his body from his throat. After which, it spread throughout his entire body. In an instant, his face turned red as if it was burning.
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