At the entrance of Shanhe City's Mystic Association's main hall:
"Little Friend Qin, you're now on the Mystic Association's Youth Roll. From today onward, you're an official mystic. If you encounter any trouble in the future, no matter which Mystic Association branch you join, you'll be able to receive help from the Mystic Association!" Master Hall said with a smile.
"This is the mystic robe that represents you as an official grade-one mystic. It represents your identity. This standard robe is also a specialty of our Mystic Association. Don't underestimate it. Not only can you maintain your posture for a long time while wearing it, but this robe also has the effect of calming your mind. Wearing it can allow its owner to maintain a clear mind for a long time. Furthermore, this standard robe also has a certain level of defense and can resist a portion of poison!" Master Hall waved his hand, and a subordinate immediately walked over with a jade tray with an exquisite black robe on it.
"In that case, thank you, Master Hall!" Qin Feng took the robe and nodded. He didn't expect an ordinary mystic robe to have so many enviable functions. He couldn't help but praise the Mystic Association's wealth in his heart.
Qin Feng casually put away the long robe. The black long robe was too exquisite, and the black badge on it that represented the rank of a level-one mystic cultivator was too eye-catching. Wearing it ostentatiously on his body was a bit too high-profile.
"Little Friend Qin, aren't you going to stay for a few more days?" The white-browed old man on the side looked at Qin Feng with a wry smile. His gaze was fixed on the white-clothed youth.
At the entrance of the main hall, a few young black-robed mystic cultivators happened to walk out of the Mystic Association. When they saw this scene, their jaws almost fell to the ground. Their dignified president, who usually liked to berate his subordinates for no reason, actually had such an expression.
"What are you looking at! You brats! "Zuo Song roared angrily when he saw that his subordinates had seen his ugly state.
The black-robed mystic cultivators looked at each other with wry smiles and quickly ran away.
Qin Feng shook his head as a faint helpless smile flashed through his eyes. Ever since he saw the ancient origin array diagram, this Elder Zuo had been overly enthusiastic!
If one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening without regrets. This sentence was also suitable for Zuo Song, a white-haired old mystic who worked tirelessly on the path of mystic formations.
Even a powerful mystic master like Zuo Song would find it hard to reject the profundity of an ancient origin Xuan formation.
In fact, Qin Feng originally planned to leave the Mystic Association after recovering his stamina and obtaining the Mystic rank badge. Who knew that Old Man Zuo would come up with countless excuses to delay his departure for several hours? The sky was already dark.
How could Qin Feng not understand Zuo Song's intention? Zuo Song just wanted to obtain a trace of the profundity of the ancient Profound Natal Formation from him.
"Old Man Zuo, I still have to participate in the second round of All Stars College's test in a day. Besides, I still have a few subordinates waiting in the inn. If I keep staying in the Mystic Association, I'm afraid …" Qin Feng rolled his eyes, his eyes filled with helplessness.
It wasn't that Qin Feng didn't want to stay in the Mystic Association. Exchanging insights on the path of mystic formations with these mystic masters was also beneficial to him. However, he was thinking about the second round of All Stars College's test.
Taking the mystic master rank test was only a temporary idea. The most important thing was to pass the All Stars College's admission test.
"So that's it. Little Friend Qin, you don't have to worry at all. This old man can send someone to talk to All Stars College for you!" Not only was Zuo Song not worried when he heard Qin Feng's words, he was even amused on the spot. The old man's eyebrows and beard were raised as he spoke with a smile in his eyes.
"Little Friend Qin, if you just want to enter All Stars College, then there's no problem at all. You're now an official mystic master of the Mystic Association. All Stars College is thirsty for official mystic masters of our Mystic Association. As long as you wear the mystic robe that symbolizes your mystic master rank, this old man guarantees that you won't need to go through any troublesome tests. Those arrogant powerhouses of All Stars College will cry and beg to admit you!"
"No way, there's such a thing?" Qin Feng's face was filled with astonishment.
When Master Hall heard this, his aged eyes swept over the white-clothed youth and he said with a smile, "Qin Feng, Old Man Zuo is right. The status of mystic masters is somewhat higher than you can imagine. Moreover, All Stars College has been seeking to establish a few more Mystic Association in the Domain of All Stars. If you say that you're an official mystic master, it won't be difficult for you to enter All Stars College!"
Seriousness flashed through Qin Feng's eyes. He had clearly underestimated the status of mystic masters in the hearts of martial artists.
"What about your subordinates?" Zuo Song glanced at the upright, dignified, and dignified Master Hall and smiled helplessly. In his heart, he thought that this old man was crafty. He coughed dryly and said. "You don't have to worry about that. This old man will accompany you personally and bring them over. Our Mystic Association has a place that specially receives mystic masters. That place is called the Heavenly Policy Mansion. Compared to an inn, not only is it more comfortable and convenient, it's also safer!"
"Alright!" Qin Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment before finally nodding his head. Zuo Song's last sentence had moved him. Qin Feng was very clear that he had offended many people after coming to Mountain River City. Not to mention the Guan Family, just based on Liu Xi's gloomy expression before he left, he was certain that Liu Xi would not let him off so easily.
Seeing that Qin Feng had agreed, a trace of eagerness flashed through Zuo Song's eyes. He stepped forward and pulled Qin Feng away. "Then let's go!" He couldn't wait to bring Qin Feng's men back and find an opportunity to take a peek at the mysteries of the mysterious and unknown ancient Xuan formation.
Qin Feng's hand shook and slightly shook off the old man's wrist. Zuo Song turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. Qin Feng glanced at the old man's gorgeous black mystic master robe. He smiled helplessly.
"Old man, aren't you being too ostentatious when you go out like this?"
"Yes, yes, we have to keep a low profile!
Zuo Song followed Qin Feng's gaze and looked down. Realization dawned on him as he nodded his head repeatedly. He hurriedly turned around and rushed into the hall. After a while, he ran out proudly in a gorgeous red robe, looking like a 'red packet' who was walking around. Qin Feng shook his head and thought that the old man was flashy. However, at least it wasn't as eye-catching as the mystic master robe.
The two walked out of the Mystic Association and hailed a carriage at the entrance to head to the inn.
…
On the streets in the evening, the last vestiges of autumn entered the night. The cool breeze touched the skin, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. At a dark corner of the street, a few black-clothed men saw a bright carriage approaching and immediately tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands.
"It's here. It's this carriage. The brother who was watching said that he personally saw Qin Feng and an extremely flashy red-clothed old man enter this carriage from the entrance of the Mystic Association!" a tall, horse-faced black-clothed man said gloomily.
He held a curved long saber in his hand. His figure was hidden in the darkness as if he had become one with the darkness. His body emitted a dense aura of death.
"Are you sure it's the target? Also, what's the identity of the other old man?" another masked black-clothed man said coldly. His voice was almost devoid of warmth.
This masked black-clothed man was tall and muscular. He carried an iron bow on his back, his arms were long and slender like an ape's, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
The horse-faced black-clothed man said coldly. "According to the portrait provided by Madam's men, it should be Qin Feng without a doubt. As for the other old man, our scouts didn't find any traces of martial arts on him. He's dressed like a nouveau riche from the countryside. We can roughly determine that he's an ordinary person without any martial arts cultivation!"
A trace of viciousness flashed through the tall and muscular black-clothed man's eagle eyes. "Then let's do it. According to Madam's information, that Qin Feng is only a martial artist at the fourth firmament of the Martial Path. Although he can kill enemies above his level, he's at most at the sixth firmament of the Martial Path. The four of us are all martial artists at the seventh firmament of the Martial Path. Even if that extra old man has martial arts cultivation, we can just send one person to hold him back. The other three can kill a brat at the fourth firmament of the Martial Path as easily as killing a dog!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go and kill him! Madam will reward you handsomely! "Cold and sinister laughter burst forth.
"Tsk tsk, killing a young and impetuous genius is really something to look forward to!"
"That brat's head is mine!"
As the gloomy voice fell, four figures rushed out from the darkness like cheetahs. Arrows pierced through the sky like meteors. Fierce killing intent locked onto the carriages galloping on the street from all directions. The sharp saber light swept over, and the fierce cold air pierced into the carriages …
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