Liu Fei sighed inwardly when she heard Nan Gong Ling's words. She understood that it would be very difficult to persuade Nan Gong Ling, but seeing the heavy burden her father carried, she wanted to try.
"Lord Nan Gong, establishing the Snow Moon Holy Academy is the Emperor's decree. Is your Cloud Sea Sect going to defy the Emperor's order?" At this moment, the young man beside Liu Fei glared at Nan Gong Ling with ill intent.
"When did I say I would defy the Emperor's decree?" Nan Gong Ling glanced coldly at the young man and said, "The Emperor wants to establish the Snow Moon Holy Academy, and our Cloud Sea Sect will naturally support it fully and select some outstanding disciples to enter and cultivate there."
Nan Gong Ling paused, then waved his sleeve and said coldly, "Furthermore, when has it ever been your turn, little prince, to meddle in the affairs of the Cloud Sea Sect? What are you, anyway? If you want to speak, call your father Duan Tianlang over."
The Nine Heavens Continent is a world where the strong rule. Whoever is powerful is the master. The current Duan family can become the royal family because they are powerful. In simple terms, the Duan family is like the most powerful sect in the Snow Moon Kingdom, just existing in the form of a royal family.
But even so, it is impossible for the Duan family to make other sects submit. As the head of the Cloud Sea Sect, how could Nan Gong Ling care about a little prince?
"You... Nan Gong Ling, I will report this matter to my father truthfully." The young man said coldly, secretly harboring resentment.
"Suit yourself." Nan Gong Ling was disdainful.
"I heard that Little Fei Fei has returned." At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall, and it was the Northern Elder striding in.
"Grandpa Bei." Liu Fei stood up respectfully when she saw the Northern Elder. The Northern Elder was her father Liu Canglan's master.
"Fei Fei, how is your father?" The Northern Elder's eyes showed a hint of concern. They, as sect elders, rarely took disciples, but once they did, the bond was very deep.
"He's still in Broken Blade City." Liu Fei smiled bitterly.
"Ah..." The Northern Elder sighed, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
"Fei Fei, you came for that matter, didn't you? Don't make it hard for the Sect Lord. I'll recommend someone to you; Canglan will like him."
"One person?" Liu Fei smiled bitterly.
"Didn't your father also go out alone back then? More people aren't necessarily useful." The Northern Elder shook his head.
"Grandpa Bei, who is the person you're talking about?" Liu Fei's eyes lit up slightly. From the tone of the Northern Elder, it seemed he held this person in high regard. Could it be one of those few...
"You'll know when the time comes. Let them leave first. After this sect competition, I will personally send him to the capital." The Northern Elder glanced at Duan Han and the others.
"Alright." Liu Fei nodded in response.
...
On a solitary peak, within a narrow sky, Lin Feng sat in a stone cave. The elemental energy of heaven and earth enveloped him like a cocoon, resembling a white mist.
After a moment, a terrifying suction force emanated from Lin Feng's body, like a sea absorbing a hundred rivers, drawing the elemental energy into his body. It then condensed continuously within him. On the surface of his body, milky white aura fluctuated continuously, carrying a sense of vastness. The aura born from the Pure Essence Technique's condensation of elemental energy was extremely pure.
After a long time, the elemental energy no longer condensed around Lin Feng, and he stopped cultivating.
Opening his eyes, Lin Feng's face showed a smile.
"This Pure Essence Technique may not have any special effects, but it has made my foundation solid. My internal energy is at least two levels stronger than before."
He muttered to himself. Strengthening his internal energy would allow him to fight for longer periods, enhancing both his explosive power and sustained combat ability.
Standing up, Lin Feng looked at the stone wall of the cave, slapped the air, and shouted, "Eight Directions Palm!"
As Lin Feng spoke, seven palm prints burst from his palm and struck the stone wall.
"Rumble."
The stone wall of the cave trembled violently, and the seven palm prints were clearly imprinted on it.
"Indeed, the power of the Eight Directions Palm is much stronger now."
Lin Feng smiled. The Eight Directions Palm was a low-grade Xuanji martial technique, divided into eight levels. Reaching the fifth level was already very impressive, as one could strike five palm prints with a single palm. Reaching the sixth level was a sign of good talent, while the seventh level could only be achieved by martial technique geniuses.
The eighth level, with palm prints filling the sky, was extremely powerful. To reach this level, one needed not only astonishing talent in martial techniques but also constant exploration and understanding in actual combat.
Xuanji martial techniques were not easy to cultivate.
But for Lin Feng, this was not a problem. In the state of his released martial soul, both his comprehension and computational abilities were extraordinary. In just one day, Lin Feng had cultivated the Eight Directions Palm to the seventh level, just one step away from perfection, the Palm Shaking Eight Directions.
However, Lin Feng was not satisfied. The Cloud Sea Sect was full of geniuses, and inner disciples were not comparable to outer disciples. The strong were numerous, and he did not know what he would face in the upcoming sect competition. The stronger, the better.
The Extinction Sword Technique would undoubtedly elevate his strength to another level in a short time.
The so-called Extinction consisted of only three sword techniques: the Life-Stealing Sword, the Death Sword, and the Desolate Sword.
The Life-Stealing Sword, a sword that takes life.
The Death Sword, one step, one kill.
The Desolate Sword, all methods extinguished, destroying everything.
Looking at the three sword techniques, Lin Feng fell into deep thought. The images described in the sword technique book gradually formed in his mind, directly imprinted there.
Releasing his martial soul, Lin Feng's world turned dark. The sky and earth had no color, only darkness. Everything around him appeared in this black world, and he remained in it, lost in thought, undisturbed by anything.
Closing his eyes, a figure leaped out of his mind and entered his world. This figure continuously swung a long sword, one sword after another, repeating the same action. It was the first sword of the Extinction Sword Technique, the Life-Stealing Sword.
After a long time, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and a sharp, sword-like light flashed, cutting through the space.
Taking a step, a sword cry echoed, and a single sword strike, life-stealing.
"Rumble..."
The cave trembled violently, and a long sword mark appeared on the ceiling, with a sharp sword aura lingering on it.
The trembling grew louder, and rocks began to fall, making Lin Feng pause. His figure flickered, and he stepped out of the cave. Soon after, the cave was buried by rocks and collapsed.
"Just the first sword, the Life-Stealing Sword, is much more powerful than the seventh level of the Eight Directions Palm. How powerful are the Death Sword and the Desolate Sword?" Lin Feng retracted his martial soul, slightly excited. A mid-grade Xuanji martial technique was indeed much more powerful than a low-grade one. When the Extinction Sword Technique reached perfection, its power would be comparable to a high-grade Xuanji martial technique. How powerful would it be then?
What Lin Feng didn't know was that the first sword, the Life-Stealing Sword, could be so powerful in his hands not only because of the sword technique itself but also because of his use of sword momentum.
The Life-Stealing Sword required sword qi, sword intent, and sword momentum to be combined to unleash its full power. Lin Feng had already comprehended sword momentum, so he easily cultivated the Life-Stealing Sword and unleashed such great power. If it were someone else, they would never have been able to do it.
"Who?" At this moment, Lin Feng turned and looked in the direction of the narrow sky, immediately seeing someone walking in, their gaze filled with resentment.
"Liu Fei." Lin Feng was slightly surprised. He didn't understand what this woman meant. She didn't seize the opportunity to deal with him when she had the chance, and now she came alone.
"Scoundrel, you took my territory and humiliated me. Today, I will avenge this." Liu Fei glared at Lin Feng as if they had a deep-seated grudge. From a young age, her father had taught her to be independent and strong, and she had always done so. As a woman, she was no less than any man, and with her talent and background, she was proud and arrogant.
But Liu Fei never expected that the despicable Lin Feng would try to peep at her, and later, when he defeated her, he said he wasn't interested in her. He also took her cultivation treasure ground. She had never been so humiliated before, and this grudge could not go unavenged.
"Now that I have entered the Spirit Martial realm, watch me crush him." Liu Fei thought viciously.