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Sky Sword Sect
Shangluo had no intention of returning to the North. After all, she and Third Master Shang had only come to the North to build up their business alliance.
Now that they had achieved their goal, Shangluo wanted nothing more than to teleport back to the Central Plains and refine the lost Ageless Elixir as soon as possible.
"I really want to go back to the Central Plains now." Shangluo looked at the dozens of Deep Sea Spiritual Pearls in her hand and took a bite of a spiritual melon out of habit.
Third Master Shang was delighted and took the opportunity to suggest, "Luoluo, are you sure? If you go back, your brother will definitely force you to go to the Saint Institute."
"Pfft, it's just cultivating at the Saint Institute. I'll go!" Shangluo said nonchalantly.
Third Master Shang had a strange expression on his face. After all, Shang Luo didn't like to cultivate since he was born. Usually, he would play around for ten days after one day of cultivation. The elders of the Shang clan had no choice but to send Shang Luo out of the academy and force him to cultivate.
However, Shangluo went to the North alone in a fit of anger. Hearing that Shangluo wanted to go to the Saint Institute, Third Master Shang was in tears.
"Wow, Luoluo, you're finally willing to cultivate. The Shang Clan is blessed. By the way, which Saint Institute do you want to cultivate at?"
"Let's go to the Real Martial Sacred Institute," Shangluo said after some thought.
Plop!
Third Master Shang almost fell to the ground when he heard this. He tried to negotiate with her with a bitter face, "Luoluo, can we change the Saint Institute? The Real Martial Sacred Institute is much worse than the other Saint Institutes. "
"No, it has to be the Real Martial Sacred Institute!" Shangluo sounded very determined. In her opinion, Ye Fei was most likely going to the Real Martial Sacred Institute. "That guy has always been very ostentatious. He'll definitely cause a lot of trouble. Then I'll be able to enjoy the spiritual melon while watching the show."
Fortunately, Ye Fei did not hear what Shangluo said. Otherwise, he would be depressed to death. He was such a low-key person. How could he attract attention?
For example, Ye Fei had already taken the Transformation Pill and changed into Qin Bing's appearance. As for why he chose Qin Bing, Ye Fei had his own considerations.
Compared to the other Northern Region martial practitioners, Qin Bing was not very famous and had not left the Northern Region. Many Northern Region martial practitioners did not pay much attention to Qin Bing.
On the other hand, Jing Wushou and Long Gang were more familiar with Qin Bing. This way, even if Ye Fei changed his appearance, he wouldn't be afraid that they wouldn't recognize him.
"Counting the time, it's been almost four months since Senior Brother Jing and the others went out to sea. I really don't want them to be caught."
Ye Fei was secretly worried as he flew.
At the same time, Ye Fei also clearly felt a strange power as they passed through the calm sea of the North Region. It seemed to be protecting the entire North Region and cutting off the direct connection between the North Region and other regions.
The result was that the North Region was very calm and there were very few waves. However, outside the North Region, there were surging waves. Just the waves alone were more than a dozen meters high.
Ye Fei did not know that during this period of time, the outer sea was still considered calm. If they waited for a few more months, the border between the Chaotic Ocean and the North Region would be at its most terrifying.
The waves alone were several hundred meters high. Martial King experts would die if they were sucked in.
At that time, the North Region would completely lose all contact with the outside world. Considering the uniqueness of the waves, most martial practitioners from other regions would not take the risk to enter the North Region unless they had nowhere else to go.
To them, since it was better to cultivate outside, why would they go to the desolate North Region?
"But it's very strange. Since martial practitioners from other regions rarely go to the North Region, then what's with the missing Martial Sage in the eye of the sea? Didn't they say that people above the titled rank of Wu Jun couldn't enter the North Region? Not only did the Martial Sage enter, he even found the eye of the sea and died there in the end."
Although the Gravekeeper Old Man had repeatedly warned Ye Fei not to ask too many questions and know too much, Ye Fei was still young. Of course, he was also very curious.
"Boom!"
While Ye Fei was thinking, he suddenly saw a huge wave that was several hundred meters high on the distant sea. Such a huge wave was very terrifying. The mountain of water it formed was enough to crush any ship.
"The waves in the outer sea are actually so terrifying? No, this wave is not formed naturally. It seems that someone is fighting in front. "
As Ye Fei continued to move closer, the surrounding waves continued to surge, forming mountain of water that pressed down in all directions. Through the blurry mist, Ye Fei could only vaguely see a few people fighting fiercely.
"It's a battle between titled rank of Wu Jun. I wonder if it's a force from the outer sea or a martial practitioner from the North Region!" Ye Fei muttered to himself.
After all, he was worried about Jing Wushou and the others who had gone out to sea. Although he knew that it was not appropriate to rashly watch the battle, Ye Fei could not help but fly forward a bit more.
At this moment, a terrifying sword light with a shocking wave suddenly slashed at Ye Fei. The surging killing intent wanted to crush Ye Fei and the wave together.
Ye Fei frowned and hurriedly stretched out his fist. His fist, which contained the power of Asura, instantly smashed the sword light and the wave that was slapping at him into pieces.
"Eh?"
The middle-aged martial practitioner behind the wave was also stunned that he did not kill Ye Fei. However, after seeing Ye Fei's clothes and the fact that he did not belong to any sect, the middle-aged martial practitioner's face soon revealed a look of arrogance and disdain.
"The Sky Sword Sect is doing business! Irrelevant people, get out of here immediately! If you dare to linger, kill without mercy! "the middle-aged martial practitioner shouted.
Ye Fei's heart was immediately filled with anger. Just now, the middle-aged martial practitioner had obviously wanted to kill him with one move. Later, when he saw that Ye Fei had some strength, he changed his words and wanted to force Ye Fei to leave.
However, before leaving, Third Master Shang had specially reminded him that although there were many sects in the Chaotic Ocean, the strongest ones were the Sky Sword Sect, the Divine Fist Sect, and the Divine Dragon Island.
After all, this was the first time that Ye Fei had ventured out of the Northern Region. Being alone, he did not want to rashly provoke a strong enemy. At the same time, he clearly saw that the people fighting here were not martial practitioners from the Northern Region. Even if the Sky Sword Sect's attitude was arrogant, Ye Fei could only endure for the time being.
"Forget it, it's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. I should find the Northern Region martial practitioners who went out to sea as soon as possible and inquire about Senior Brother Jing and the others," Ye Fei secretly thought to himself. Therefore, he suppressed his anger and turned to leave.
Bah!
Seeing that Ye Fei did not dare to make a sound after being scolded, the middle-aged martial practitioner standing on the wave looked at Ye Fei with even more disdain. He directly spat at Ye Fei's back as he left. "These wandering martial practitioners are trash. They don't even dare to fart in front of our Sky Sword Sect! They're not even as courageous as those Northern Region martial practitioners we killed last time! "
The middle-aged martial practitioner deliberately compared Ye Fei to the Northern Region martial practitioners. He wanted to continue humiliating Ye Fei before Ye Fei left. Unfortunately, Ye Fei was fine and had seen their massacre.
If not for the fact that Ye Fei was also a titled martial artist, Wu Jun, and could not be too harsh on Ye Fei, he would have forced Ye Fei to stay. He also heard the middle-aged martial practitioner's words.
There was a loud boom!
Ye Fei's mind exploded. After all, even a person made of mud would have a temper. Moreover, Ye Fei was currently worried about Jing Wushou and the others.
If one of the Northern Region martial practitioners killed by the Sky Sword Sect was a friend or acquaintance of Ye Fei's, Ye Fei did not dare to continue thinking about it.
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