"Father, what do you think Luo Feng plans to do now that he has decided to leave the academy?" Zi Yuan watched Luo Feng depart, then turned to Zi Hongyuan and asked.

Zi Hongyuan pondered for a moment, his brow furrowed. "I sensed a murderous intent from him. I fear something significant might happen."

Zi Yuan started, her delicate brows knitting together. She stamped her foot in annoyance. "Then why did you let him leave without questioning him more? What if…"

Zi Hongyuan gave a bitter smile. "Luo Feng has comprehended the Grand Momentum. People who grasp such a concept carry a fierce tiger in their hearts; they are incredibly resolute. Since he has made this decision, he certainly won't back down."

"Indeed. That stubborn ox, he really infuriates me!" Zi Yuan huffed, her little face puffing up like a bun.

Zi Hongyuan looked in the direction Luo Feng had gone. "Don't worry. Since Luo Feng comprehended the Grand Momentum, he is not destined for an ill fate."

…

After leaving Zi Hongyuan's residence, Luo Feng decided against returning to his small courtyard and instead headed to the stables.

Purple Sun School was tens of thousands of miles from Green Wood Peak. Using Qinggong to travel such a distance would attract too much attention, so Luo Feng decided to go by horse.

Purple Sun School had its own stables. For ten silvers a month, students could board their horses there.

Familiar with the route, Luo Feng went to the stables and led out his Dark Cloud Treasure Horse.

Initially, he considered borrowing a Six-leg Demon Horse from the Dean. However, that would be even more conspicuous than using Qinggong. He had to hide his identity on this journey to avoid alerting the Duanmu Family, so he abandoned the idea.

Mounting his horse, Luo Feng chose a direction and set out.

「Two days and two nights later」

Luo Feng entered the Blood Roar Plains.

The cold moon hung high in the sky, and the wind howled furiously.

The nights in the Blood Roar Plains seemed darker than elsewhere. The oppressive darkness was like thick ink, so profound one couldn't see their own hand. Faint beast roars echoed from all directions, making one's heart pound with fear.

In a spot sheltered from the wind, Luo Feng leaned against a large rock to rest. His Dark Cloud Treasure Horse stood nearby, nervously nibbling at the tender grass on the ground.

Looking at the cold moon in the sky, Luo Feng muttered to himself, It's been two days. A little further and I'll be entering the Duanmu Family's territory. I must be careful.

After some thought, Luo Feng decided that upon reaching the next city, he would accept a mission that would take him towards a city near Green Wood Peak.

This approach would serve two purposes. First, it would conceal his identity. Second, since he was unfamiliar with the route, it would provide guidance. It was killing two birds with one stone.

The Dark Cloud Treasure Horse wasn't a Six-leg Demon Horse, so it couldn't travel continuously. Finding himself with free time, Luo Feng decided to cultivate and consolidate his cultivation base.

Sitting cross-legged, Luo Feng embarked on his daily strenuous cultivation.

He had relied on the Illusion Heart Pill to break through to the late stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, so his foundation was unstable.

Luo Feng knew that the Meridian Wheel Realm was fundamental to all future cultivation. Only by building a solid foundation could his cultivation progress smoothly later on. Being too eager for quick success was like draining a pond to catch all the fish—utterly imprudent.

These past few days, whenever he had free time, he focused on consolidating his Yuan Qi and strengthening his foundation.

As his Yuan Qi completed one Grand Circulation after another within his body, his previously unstable Yuan Qi gradually began to stabilize.

Soon, my cultivation level will completely stabilize at the late stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. By then, the quality of my Yuan Qi will undoubtedly reach a new level, and my strength will increase as well.

After cultivating for several hours, Luo Feng opened his eyes. Sensing the condition within his body, he smiled and muttered to himself.

WHOOSH… WHOOSH… WHOOSH…

The icy night wind swept across the plains, producing a dull, mournful sound. Mixed with countless beast roars, it created an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Faint, indistinct footsteps mingled with the whistling wind, making them impossible to discern.

The Dark Cloud Treasure Horse began to whinny anxiously, appearing extremely restless.

Luo Feng frowned slightly and lifted his gaze towards the darkness ahead.

In the dense night, countless pairs of crimson lights had appeared at some unknown point. Aided by the dim moonlight, one could vaguely see that these crimson glows belonged to a pack of red-furred foxes, each the size of a calf.

The foxes' fluffy fur seemed to glow like fire in the darkness. Their eyes, crimson as blood, emanated a bloodthirsty light, fixed intently on Luo Feng and the nearby Dark Cloud Treasure Horse.

Level Four Demon Beasts, Blood Foxes!

Luo Feng was startled. He hadn't expected Demon Beasts to get so close without him noticing.

This was understandable. Blood Foxes were Demon Beasts unique to the Blood Roar Plains and were extremely adept at concealing their auras. Moreover, Luo Feng had been cultivating, which explained why he hadn't detected them.

ROAR!

As if sensing his gaze, the moment Luo Feng looked at the Blood Foxes, the largest and strongest one suddenly threw its head back and let out a ferocious, shrill howl.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH…

Before the howl faded, the surrounding Blood Foxes launched themselves forward like arrows loosed from a bow, their eerie, crimson eyes radiating a brutal, bloodthirsty aura.

These Blood Foxes were incredibly fast, covering a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

SWOOSH!

One Blood Fox leaped up, pouncing directly at the Dark Cloud Treasure Horse.

"Seeking death!"

Luo Feng snorted coldly, his fist lashing out.

BOOM!

This punch was unadorned, yet its power was incredible. Though launched second, it arrived first, its fierce energy ruthlessly striking the mid-air Blood Fox.

The Blood Fox shrieked miserably as its entire abdomen caved in. It was sent flying over a hundred meters, flipping dozens of times in mid-air.

THUD!

Its body slammed heavily onto the ground. The immense force had crushed the Blood Fox into a mangled pulp of flesh and blood; it couldn't be more dead.

The scent of blood incited the surrounding Blood Foxes. Their mournful howls rose in a chorus, and in an instant, a dozen or so Blood Foxes locked their gazes on Luo Feng and charged.

Luo Feng rose abruptly, his expression unchanged. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as the accumulated power in his fist whistled out.

"Tyrant Flame Return Wind Fist!"

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG…

His fist shadows moved like the wind. Luo Feng threw over a dozen punches in one breath, each unleashing a wave of heat. The fiery light illuminated the sky, piercing through the darkness of night.

Immediately, a series of piercing shrieks followed. The dozen or so attacking Blood Foxes were blasted into piles of bloody flesh by the fierce fist energy before they could even get close.

Even when Luo Feng was only at the mid-stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, he could already slay high-grade Level Four Demon Beasts. These Blood Foxes were merely mid-grade Level Four Demon Beasts. Even in greater numbers, they posed no threat to him whatsoever.

"ROAR!"

Another furious howl echoed. On a small hill in the distance, the clearly stronger Blood Fox, obviously the leader, let out a cry, then turned and fled into the darkness.

The remaining Blood Foxes whimpered, turned, and fled, not daring to linger for even a moment.

The human before them was too terrifying. None of their companions could withstand a single punch. Their strengths were on completely different levels; how could they dare to stay?

"Consider yourselves wise."

Luo Feng clapped his hands together, not bothering to give chase. He walked over to the Dark Cloud Treasure Horse, intending to mount it and leave. However, the moment he saw the horse, his gaze froze.

The Dark Cloud Treasure Horse still stood in the same spot, but its eyes were lifeless. Yellowish-green bile trickled from its mouth, dripping onto the ground with a pungent, foul odor.

Looking at the Dark Cloud Treasure Horse, Luo Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This Dark Cloud Treasure Horse had actually been scared to death.

On second thought, Luo Feng didn't find it surprising.

The Dark Cloud Treasure Horse was just an ordinary fine steed, not a Demon Beast. It wasn't surprising that it had been scared to death when faced with Level Four Demon Beasts like the Blood Foxes.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng waved his palm. The searing palm wind frictionized the air, instantly igniting. The Dark Cloud Treasure Horse was immediately engulfed in a ball of fire.

"You've accompanied me for so long," Luo Feng murmured. "Though you achieved no great merits, you certainly toiled hard. This way, at least you won't be torn apart by Demon Beasts."

His gaze turned westward as he mused, The nearest city seems to be Blood Jade City. Looks like I'll have to make a trip there.

With that thought, Luo Feng's feet tapped lightly. Executing the Teng Dragon's Step, his figure blurred into an afterimage and vanished into the night.

「Half a day later」

As the morning sun began to rise, a massive city appeared in Luo Feng's view. Three large, golden characters were inscribed above the city gate: Blood Jade City!

Blood Jade City was the only major city in the vicinity of the Blood Roar Plains. Due to its proximity, it was rich in resources and exceptionally prosperous. While not comparable to the four great cities like Dayang City, it was far more bustling than ordinary cities.

Straightening his clothes, Luo Feng walked directly towards the city gate.

The area near the city gate was bustling with people and quite noisy. Fierce-looking Martial Artists, elegant young masters, refined and beautiful young ladies, and plainly dressed commoners—all sorts of people streamed in and out endlessly.

The city gate, over ten meters high, was imposing and sturdy. Flanking it were rows of fully armored guards, their sharp gazes sweeping over the pedestrians, exuding an aura of battle-hardened ferocity.

Luo Feng glanced at these guards and raised an eyebrow.

These guards were all cultivators at the eighth level of the Hell Realm. One of them, a square-faced man in full armor, was even an expert at the early stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm—his strength was not insignificant.

As if sensing Luo Feng's gaze, the square-faced man turned his head. His eyes, like a tiger's, glared, and a formidable aura instantly erupted from him.

He had expected Luo Feng to recoil in fear from his aura. Unexpectedly, the young man showed no reaction at all, entering the city with an unfazed expression.

The square-faced man remained somewhat stunned even after Luo Feng had disappeared from sight.

"Captain, what's the matter?" a guard beside him asked curiously, noticing his unusual expression.

"N-nothing."

The square-faced man shook his head, his gaze still fixed uncertainly in the direction Luo Feng had vanished. What's going on? That young lad wasn't affected by my aura at all. Could he be an expert? he wondered.

This thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly shook his head again. I'm an early-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist. Given his age, it's impossible for his cultivation to be higher than mine. It must have been a coincidence.

Upon entering the city, Luo Feng was momentarily stunned by the scene before him.

The streets thronged with people, shoulders brushing. Martial Artists carrying sabers and swords were a common sight. Among them, several individuals exuded auras that made even Luo Feng feel a hint of danger—they were undoubtedly experts of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

"Truly bustling," Luo Feng remarked to himself, then frowned slightly as he glanced at the crisscrossing streets.

He planned to go to the Martial Artists' Market to accept a mission that would take him near Green Wood Peak. However, Blood Jade City was so large that he couldn't get his bearings at all.

Just as he was about to ask someone for directions, a short Martial Artist suddenly sidled up to him. Looking at Luo Feng, he grinned and asked, "Young Master, where are you headed?"

Luo Feng glanced at the man and said coolly, "The Martial Artists' Market."

The short Martial Artist rubbed his hands together, his smile widening. "I know where the Martial Artists' Market is, Young Master. Allow me to show you the way."

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