Upon hearing Yang Qing's question, Luo Feng finally understood. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Since the age of ten, every time a girl appeared, Yang Qing would always actively play matchmaker.

This had happened countless times.

"Luo Feng," just as Luo Feng was at a loss for words, He Qin suddenly appeared.

"Are you busy right now?"

As if granted amnesty, Luo Feng walked over. "Not at all. What's up?"

He Qin sensed the atmosphere was a little strange, but she didn't ask further. "The Dean wants to see you."

Luo Feng nodded, excused himself, and quickly left with He Qin.

"What does Dean Zhou want with me?"

On the way, Luo Feng looked at He Qin and asked.

He Qin looked at Luo Feng strangely and shook her head. "I don't know."

The two left the Martial Arts Plaza and arrived at a small courtyard enveloped in clouds and mist.

The courtyard was elegantly furnished. The garden to the left was filled with large patches of purple bamboo and various exotic flowers and rare herbs. A faint, pleasant fragrance permeated the air. Beside it was a pond with water so clear one could see the fish swimming within.

Zhou Zhiyun was sitting at a stone table by the pond. Upon seeing the two enter, she nodded with a smile. "Please, sit."

"Dean Zhou, you sent for me?" Luo Feng sat down at the stone table.

He Qin brewed a pot of tea, filled a cup, and placed it on the table in front of Luo Feng.

"This is Tianyun tea. It can help Martial Artists refine their Yuan Qi. Try it," Zhou Zhiyun said slowly.

In the purple teacup, a few tea leaves emitting a jade-like luster floated. The rising steam resembled clouds, and an elegant tea fragrance wafted to him.

Luo Feng had heard of Tianyun tea before.

This was a type of tea leaf unique to Yunlan Peak. It grew on the summit of Yunlan Peak, was rich in Yuan Qi, and was very precious. Regular consumption could help Martial Artists refine their Yuan Qi and stabilize their cultivation realm.

Picking up the teacup, Luo Feng took a slight sip.

The tea was sweet and refreshing, with a faint, delicate fragrance. As it went down, a cooling sensation spread from his abdomen, permeating his limbs and bones. It was so comfortable it felt as if every pore in his body was sighing in pleasure.

"Good tea!"

Luo Feng sincerely praised.

"If you like it, I'll have He Qin pack some for you," Zhou Zhiyun said with a smile.

Luo Feng put down the teacup, looked at Zhou Zhiyun, and said, "Dean Zhou, you didn't call me here just to taste tea, did you?"

Zhou Zhiyun smiled. "I wanted to thank you for saving He Qin."

Nearby, He Qin glanced at Luo Feng.

"I just did what I could," Luo Feng said, shaking his head.

"Don't be modest. If you hadn't been there today, all four of our most promising new talents would likely have been killed by the Blood Demon Sect disciples. If that had happened, it would have been a devastating blow for our Tianlan School."

As she spoke, Zhou Zhiyun swept her finger lightly, and a small booklet appeared on the table.

"The Condensation Yuan Technique can greatly enhance a Martial Artist's strength before they enter the Spiritual Rotation Realm, but it's very difficult to cultivate. I also cultivated the Condensation Yuan Technique in the past; it took me two years to reach only the second stage. These are my cultivation notes; I hope they will be of some help to you."

After speaking, Zhou Zhiyun placed the small booklet in front of Luo Feng.

Luo Feng picked up the small booklet, flipped it open, and was secretly overjoyed.

He had skimmed through the Condensation Yuan Technique after obtaining it.

This martial art, just as Zhou Zhiyun had said, was indeed very difficult to cultivate.

The methods for circulating Yuan Qi described within were incredibly profound; Luo Feng himself wasn't confident he could master it in a short period.

Zhou Zhiyun's cultivation notes were truly a timely aid, capable of saving him a great deal of effort.

"If you have any problems with your cultivation in the future, you can come to me anytime. Of course, you are a student of Purple Sun School, so it's best not to let Zi Hongyuan know about this. I don't want him accusing me of trying to steal his prized student," Zhou Zhiyun chuckled.

Luo Feng nodded. Judging by today's events, Zhou Zhiyun's cultivation was the highest among the four deans. She had already entered the Spiritual Rotation Realm, her cultivation only a notch below Xue Jiuyou's.

If he could receive her guidance, nothing could be better.

Luo Feng was about to express his thanks when he suddenly thought of something. "Dean, may I ask a favor of you?"

Zhou Zhiyun responded with a slight smile, "What is it? As long as it's within my capacity."

"Dean, could the school possibly admit two students?" Luo Feng asked.

Zhou Zhiyun smiled. "Who are they?"

"It's my elder brother and his sweetheart. My elder brother has long wished to enter Tianlan School," Luo Feng said frankly.

Tianlan School's student recruitment process was different from the other three major schools.

Tianlan School didn't hold entrance examinations; it only enrolled exceptionally talented individuals from various cities.

"That's certainly no problem. I'll arrange it immediately," Zhou Zhiyun nodded.

As the Dean of Tianlan School, admitting two students was a trivial matter for her.

"Thank you, Dean Zhou."

Luo Feng stood up to express his gratitude.

His elder brother, Luo Xiao, had wished to enter Tianlan School to cultivate since he was young, but unfortunately, he never had the chance. He hadn't expected to be able to help his elder brother realize this dream this time.

Moreover, after the day's events, Luo Feng felt a faint sense of impending crisis and hoped his elder brother could improve his strength as soon as possible.

"Let's go find your parents. They must be informed of this matter first," Zhou Zhiyun said, standing up.

The three of them walked out of the small courtyard, heading towards the Martial Arts Plaza.

Luotian and Yang Qing were overjoyed when they heard the news that Tianlan School was enrolling Luo Xiao.

Parents know their children best; of course, they knew about Luo Xiao's desire to cultivate at Tianlan School.

"Feng Er, once we get back to the clan, I'll share this good news with your elder brother," Luotian patted Luo Feng's shoulder and laughed heartily.

Although Zhou Zhiyun hadn't stated it explicitly, Luotian could guess the reason why Tianlan School had suddenly decided to enroll Luo Xiao.

As they were talking, a flurry of hurried and disorderly footsteps suddenly echoed from the entrance of the Martial Arts Plaza.

"Where is City Lord Luo Tian of Panlong City?"

A voice came from the direction of the entrance.

"The Dean of Cyan Leaf School, Zhou Qingyun, is here! Feng Er, your elder brother is here!" Luotian exclaimed upon hearing the voice, turning to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded and followed Luotian towards the entrance of the Martial Arts Plaza.

"Luotian, something has happened!"

A middle-aged man with stern features saw Luotian and strode over. His expression was anxious, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Seeing the middle-aged man, Luo Feng's heart tightened inexplicably.

The man was Zhou Qingyun, the Dean of Cyan Leaf School. The few young men and women in cyan uniforms beside him were students from Cyan Leaf School. However, Luo Feng's elder brother, Luo Xiao, was nowhere to be seen among them.

Seeing Zhou Qingyun's expression, Luotian frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

"Dean Zhou, what happened? Where's Xiao Er?"

Everyone around realized that something major must have happened. They all waited for an answer, and an eerie silence suddenly fell.

Zhou Qingyun's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old female student from Cyan Leaf School suddenly burst into tears.

"Senior Brother Luo Xiao... he... he was severely injured by a young Martial Artist..."

The girl's words struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky. It was as if a thunderclap resounded in Luo Feng's mind, leaving it buzzing. He clenched his fists tightly.

Beside him, Yang Qing's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"What exactly happened?"

Luotian's voice was low, his tone trembling slightly. Anyone could feel the suppressed, simmering rage in his voice.

Zhou Qingyun sighed. "City Master Luo, this is all my fault. Our group of six set out from the school. Yesterday afternoon, we were eating at a tavern in the nearby Tiangu City. I have a friend in Tiangu City, so I let the students rest at the tavern. Unexpectedly, it led to this disaster!"

A male student from Cyan Leaf School then came forward.

"Let me tell you what happened next. We were eating at the tavern when a young Martial Artist at a nearby table suddenly attacked Senior Brother Luo Xiao. That young Martial Artist's strength was unfathomable. Before we could even react, Senior Brother Luo Xiao was already gravely injured!"

"What's his name?" Luo Feng asked with a frown.

"He said his name was Duanmu Ji. He also said that if we wanted revenge, we could find him at the Duanmu Family anytime." The male student was startled by Luo Feng's intense gaze. He swallowed, his voice trembling as he spoke.

Duanmu Ji! So it really was him!

Luo Feng's heart sank.

He had previously wondered why, despite Ji Wuyue's letter saying Duanmu Ji had also come to Yunlan Peak, the man hadn't shown himself. So, this was the reason.

Luotian, standing beside him, glanced at Luo Feng. He already had a rough idea of what had transpired.

Zhou Qingyun sighed. "By the time I arrived, Luo Xiao was already critically injured. If only I had arrived a step sooner..."

"Dean Zhou, this isn't your fault. Where is my elder brother now?" Luo Feng asked, suppressing the fury churning in his chest.

Dean Zhou quickly replied, "The elders of Tianlan School have already arranged for him to receive treatment at the school. It's just that..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that Luo Xiao was impacted by an extremely strong surge of Yuan Qi. It seems his opponent intentionally tried to cripple his cultivation. He has suffered extremely severe internal injuries, his meridians are shattered, and he's still unconscious..." Zhou Qingyun said, shaking his head.

"What!"

Luotian staggered back a few steps, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Meridians shattered..."

Luo Feng clenched his fists tightly, a terrifying killing intent emanating from him. Those standing near him felt the air temperature suddenly plummet and couldn't help but flinch.

Shattered meridians... Even if his injuries healed, his cultivation would likely never progress again!

Bing Ruolan, who had appeared behind Luo Feng at some unknown point, reached out and tugged at the corner of his sleeve. "Luo Feng," she said worriedly, "let's go see how your elder brother is first."

She was worried Luo Feng would act recklessly, immediately storming off to the Duanmu Family to seek revenge on Duanmu Ji.

Luo Feng's strength had indeed improved significantly, but the Duanmu Family was one of the six great families of the Flowing Cloud Region, and their power was extraordinary. The consequences of him charging in rashly were all too predictable.

Luo Feng took a deep breath, and the boiling anger in his chest gradually subsided. He looked at Bing Ruolan and managed a faint smile. "Don't worry, I won't act recklessly."

Nearby, Zhou Zhiyun suddenly said, "Let's go check on your elder brother's condition first. He was only injured yesterday; perhaps there's still a chance for recovery."

"Dean Zhou, do you really mean that?"

Luo Feng's heart nearly leaped into his throat.

Zi Hongyuan's eyes lit up, and he smiled. "Zhou Zhiyun is a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert. If she says it's possible, then it definitely is!"

"I can't be certain right now. I'll have to see his condition first to know," Zhou Zhiyun said.

"Then let's hurry!" Luo Feng urged, striding forward.

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