Elder Feng was slightly surprised to see Wang Kang agree so readily. He scanned the smiling Wang Kang from head to toe, feeling rather suspicious.
"Elder Feng, I shall take my leave."
"Alright, go ahead!"
After Wang Kang left, Elder Feng weighed the jade box in his hand with a rather gloomy expression. "To think that the dignified Feng Clan has fallen to such a state. We have to rely on this thing to maintain our status. Sigh …"
In just a few thousand years, the Feng Clan had lost their Sovereign Weapon and their dazzling genius. From their peak to their current state, their position was already in jeopardy. One had to admit that fate was playing tricks on them.
"Where is the Sovereign Weapon?Could it really have been lost in the forbidden area? "
Elder Feng narrowed his eyes, which were filled with sadness.
If there was a Sovereign Weapon, how could the Feng Clan have fallen to such a state?In the past few thousand years, the Feng Clan had almost searched through all the major regions of the continent but still could not find any news. Even those old antiques who risked their lives to enter the forbidden area could not find any news of the Sovereign Weapon. This almost made the Feng Clan despair.
"I wonder if I can get a Qi Fruit from him …"
With that thought, Elder Feng stood up and disappeared on the spot with a slight movement of his body.
The number of Qi Flowers and Qi Leaves that appeared was shocking. He did not believe that this person named Xue Yu did not have Qi Fruits!
...
Feng Hao returned to the inn without attracting much attention. After all, he was only an Earth Grade Master of Xiangshi. In the current situation, his status could only be considered below average. No one would suspect that he had the sacred item. Moreover, he had been participating in the Xiangshi Grand Competition, so he would not have the time to collect the king of poisonous herbs.
Opening the door, Feng Hao saw Qing Wu sitting quietly in the room. Seeing his beloved, the corners of his mouth naturally curled into a faint smile.
"Wu'er, this is the king of poisonous herbs that I have collected so far. I still need a few dozen more. I think I will be able to collect all of them by this time next year."
With a flip of his hand, Feng Hao took out the ring containing the King of Poisonous Herbs and handed it to Qing Wu. After glancing at it, Qing Wu silently kept the ring. His furrowed brows relaxed a lot.
If it wasn't for Feng Hao's appearance, it would have been great if they could have collected a single King of Poisons. This time, they actually collected over a hundred of them, which made her very satisfied.
"Do you want to finish collecting them by next year?"
Qing Wu raised his head and looked at him in surprise.
"Haha, alright, leave this matter to me!"
Feng Hao smiled, his voice filled with gentleness, "Steward Wang Kang of the Tianwu Auction House has already agreed to help. By this time next year, all of the King of Poisons will be collected. At that time, if I don't make it back in time, I'll need you to find Steward Wang Kang. He will hand over all the herbs to you!"
"Oh."
Qing Wu finally heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. After a while, he looked at Feng Hao in astonishment. "You … Are you going to the Northern Mang Forbidden Land?"
"Yes."
Feng Hao nodded and smiled slightly. "Don't worry. I can enter the forbidden land. Do you think a mere Northern Mang Forbidden Land can stop me?"
"Oh."
Although he agreed, Qing Wu was still a little worried. However, he couldn't find a reason to refute.
Since this guy could enter the forbidden land, perhaps he could really enter the Northern Mang Forbidden Land!
As she thought about it, the worry in her heart eased a lot.
"Oh right, Wu 'er, where is the Northern Mang Forbidden Land?"
Feng Hao scratched his head and asked a little embarrassedly.
"Uh …"
Qing Wu raised his head and looked at him in surprise. However, when he thought about this guy's real background, he felt relieved. With a flip of his hand, he took out a scroll of map and handed it over.
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao chuckled and unfurled the map. After a while, his mouth formed an 'O' shape. "This … this is too far, isn't it?"
On the map, which was about half a meter long, the Nephrite Region was in the left corner. The area it occupied was about the size of a fingernail. Most of the area was occupied by the various dynasties, while the Sacred Lands were scattered everywhere. However, the Northern Mang Region that Feng Hao wanted to go to was in the rightmost corner. The distance between the two regions was huge. If he really wanted to go there, with the speed of a peak Martial Ancestor, it would take him at least ten years!
This distance caused Fenghao to be dumbfounded.
How could he make it there in a year?
At this time, there was only a little more than a year left until his appointment with Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin. He didn't want to break it. Suddenly, he was distressed.
"Don't tell me you want to go there on foot?"
Qing Wu glared at him. Under Ye Futian's pleading gaze, the corner of his mouth curved up without a trace. Then, he explained, "Every ancient city has an ancient formation passed down from ancient times. It can travel through the void. It will take at most a month to get to the Northern Mang Region from here."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Feng Hao heaved a sigh of relief. He was instantly in a good mood. Inadvertently glancing at the charming beauty in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a burning passion in his heart. After a while, he was deeply immersed in it.
It was as if everything had fallen into a dream. In the haze, the clamor of the outside world was already far away, faintly dissipating in the depths of the dream. All that remained was the lotus feet, slender waist, flowing sleeves, and bright eyes. Everything was so clear and so profound.
Stripping away all the dust, in his mind, there was only the existence of that pair of shy limpid eyes. It was as if the world no longer existed, and everything no longer existed. Only the bright lamp like a dream, and the bright eyes of the blue dress were the only thing.
Looking at the young man's fiery eyes, Qing Wu's pretty face flushed. For a moment, she was extremely shy. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly at those eyes.
Although it wasn't the first or second time, and she had acquiesced to the existence of this young man in her heart, she still didn't have the courage to face all of this.
With a tap of her feet, she dodged Feng Hao who was pouncing over.
"This time next year, I will wait for you here!"
After leaving these words, she floated up and went out the door.
"Uh …"
The departure of the beautiful person made Feng Hao feel as if he was doused with cold water. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Another year?"
He pursed his lips, closed the door, and walked towards the bed. He closed his eyes and sorted out all the thoughts in his mind. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have bought a wood attribute odd crystal at the auction today.
"Damn it, how could I forget about this?!"
For a moment, he was filled with regret. If he had taken out this odd crystal earlier, he might have gotten what he wanted tonight. But at this time, everything was in vain. He could only practice the Tyrant Spirit Technique unhappily.
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