"Ye Ding, what news did you get? Why are you so shocked?"
The beautiful Kun Peng Divine Maiden raised her eyebrows.
Ever since Ye Ding had experienced setbacks and matured, he had rarely been so absent-minded.
The Kun Peng Divine Maiden was curious. What news did Ye Ding get to make him lose his composure?
"You don't understand. Xingchen School has always had a mysterious inheritance. In the depths of Xingchen School, an extremely terrifying existence is sleeping. It's a being from hundreds of eras ago …"
Ye Ding paused and stopped talking. However, there was deep fear in his eyes.
"Mysterious existence? Could it be comparable to Gong Ao, Qin Feng, and Wang Daoyi? Any one of them would be a top prodigy in the Primordial Age, a peerless figure with the potential to become a king! Could that mysterious expert be more outstanding than the three of them?! "
The Kun Peng Divine Maiden looked doubtful!
Ye Ding was silent.
Even someone as arrogant as Ye Ding had to admit that the three people mentioned by the Kun Peng Divine Maiden were really strong.
They were so strong that they made their peers despair.
There was no need to talk about Gong Ao, especially the last two people, Qin Feng and Wang Daoyi.
They could be said to be true prodigies.
What was even more terrifying was the speed of their growth. In just a few years, they had the power of Level 15. This speed was shocking. There was no time to set up a trap to kill them!
In fact, Ye Ding knew that not only Xingchen School, there were also many people from other sects who had their eyes on Qin Feng, Wang Daoyi, and the other geniuses.
There were even many who were prepared to take action to kill these two prodigies.
However, the speed of their growth was really dazzling!
Ye Ding was a little envious. He could be considered one of the more famous prodigies in Xingchen School. Now, he could feel the killing intent around him.
Many experts had started to set up a trap specifically for him. One wrong step and he would die without a burial ground!
However, he did not have Qin Feng and Wang Daoyi's growth speed. There was bound to be a life and death calamity waiting for him in the future.
However, although Qin Feng and Wang Daoyi had completely grown, in Ye Ding's mind, they might not be comparable to that mysterious existence!
He shook his head slightly.
Seeing that Ye Ding didn't want to talk about it, the Divine Lady didn't force him and changed the topic.
"Ye Ding, you still have a chance to grow. If you can grab hold of this opportunity, you might be able to catch up to Qin Feng and Wang Daoyi in the shortest time possible!"
The Divine Kun Peng Maiden spoke extremely seriously.
"What opportunity?"
Ye Ding's body shook.
Even in his dreams, he wanted to catch up to Qin Feng and Wang Daoyi!
A strange look flashed across the Divine Kun Peng Maiden's eyes.
"A few days ago, I sensed the birth of one of my sworn enemies!"
"Sworn enemy?" Ye Ding's expression changed, and he couldn't help but raise his head.
"His name is Saint Son Bei Ming, and he might be the last pure-blooded Kun Peng of our Kun Peng race?" The Kun Peng Divine Maiden's expression was complicated. There was hatred, disgust, and a hint of sadness.
"Pure-blooded Kunpeng?"
Ye Ding's expression froze.
He cultivated the Kun Peng Swallowing the Heavens Art and cultivated the supreme Kun Peng Divine Body. If he could get his hands on a pure-blooded Kun Peng, it would be a piece of cake for him to advance to the fifteenth level!
In an instant, an unparalleled divine light shot out from his eyes.
"However, you might not be able to defeat him now. He is a true fifteenth level existence!"
The Divine Kun Peng Maiden shook her head.
Ye Ding's expression was silent.
Although he had relied on many fortuitous encounters to advance by leaps and bounds and reach the twelfth level of the World King realm, he was still far from the fifteenth level!
After a moment of silence, Ye Ding raised his head and looked at the Divine Kun Peng Maiden.
"What method do you have?"
The Divine Kun Peng Maiden's beautiful face smiled.
"I do have a method, but you will have to suffer a little. I just don't know if you are willing?"
"As long as I can become stronger, no matter what I do, no matter what I suffer, I, Ye Ding, will not frown!"
Ye Ding's starry eyes looked at the Divine Kun Peng Maiden.
"Tell me, what method?"
The Divine Kun Peng Maiden glanced at Ye Ding and said. "The method is simple. Borrow strength!"
"Borrow strength from whom?" Ye Ding frowned.
"Borrow strength from your old rival. As far as I know, Saint Son Darknorth suffered a great loss at the hands of your old rival not too long ago! I estimate that your old rival also wants to eliminate him by the roots. After all, with a fifteenth level enemy keeping an eye on him, he won't feel at ease! "
"You mean Qin Feng?"
Ye Ding's complexion became extremely bitter!
The Divine Kun Peng Maiden lightly said.
"As long as you tell Qin Feng that you have a method to track down Saint Son Darknorth's whereabouts, I believe he will be willing to help!"
…
Cloudmist Mountain, early in the morning. A thick fog surrounded the area.
Early in the morning, at the door of Qin Feng's bedroom, a beautiful young girl wearing a light yellow palace dress escaped from the bedroom. Her hair was messy, and her hair hung behind her frail shoulders. She was limping, and her beautiful face was rosy, as if she was a delicate flower moistened by rain and dew.
Her bright phoenix eyes occasionally glanced back at the palace. There was hatred, fear, and even a trace of shyness.
Many disciples were dumbfounded by her womanly charm.
"Junior Sister, walk slowly. Don't tire yourself out!"
Qin Feng's lazy figure came from the palace.
"Damn it!"
Hearing that, Du Pingxia's waist ached, and she almost couldn't stand steadily.
Her beautiful face was as red as a fiery sunset, and she glared in the direction of the palace.
She cursed silently. "This bull!"
Hurriedly, her figure disappeared from the Flower Garden.
At the door of the palace, Qin Feng, with his black hair draped over his shoulders, leaned lazily against the palace door in a loose, wide-sleeved gauze nightgown, and watched Du Pingxia leave in a hurry.
After attaining the Divine Body, his physical body had returned to its original state. Instead, he could perform dual cultivation with ordinary women.
Unlike ordinary Divine Bodies, he had to worry about ordinary women being unable to withstand the Thunder Rain!
This time, Du Pingxia was tormented. For three consecutive days, even an outstanding woman like Du Pingxia couldn't bear it.
"I hope I can leave behind an heir before I become a Divine Body. The Qin Clan is a big family and needs an heir to inherit it!"
Some thoughts flashed through his mind.
Qin Feng sighed.
At his level of cultivation, he couldn't leave behind an heir.
If he really became a Divine Body, it would be almost impossible for him to leave behind an heir!
Unless he obtained a special treasure, he could only give birth to a Divine Son!
The stronger he was, the lower the chances of him having an heir!
Suddenly, Qin Feng's expression changed, and his eyes flashed slightly.
"What's the matter?"
In the garden, a green stream of light flashed, and a green lotus floated out, turning into a beautiful figure in green clothes.
"Prefecture Master, Ye Ding, a true disciple of Xingchen School, requests to see you!"
Gongsun Jiuniang lowered her head, and her face was slightly red. Her heart was beating rapidly!
She had been waiting here for a day or two.
She could clearly hear what was going on inside!
"Ye Ding, this guy still dares to come to Zhu Zi Mansion to look for me?" Qin Feng was greatly surprised. He ran the Cosmic Universe Spell and slightly calculated with his fingers. After a while, a cold smile flashed across his face.
"Tell him I won't see him!"
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