63: Chapter 63 Master, people have come from Yuanchu Mountain.

“This is a strike comparable to the Wujian Realm.” After all, Prefect Leng Feng was a veteran Divine Venerable.

With just a glance, he could see the power of that strike just now.

At this moment, his hands were trembling slightly with excitement.

A strike comparable to the Wujian Realm meant that their strength had at least reached the Marquis-level Divine Venerable.

With a Marquis-level Divine Venerable around, even the Yan Family, with their two Marquises and one King, would have to show some restraint.

After all, there weren't that many more Marquises than Kings in the entirety of Yuanchu Mountain.

The difference was probably only about five or six times.

“Kid, you've got some nerve, hiding it so well. No wonder you dared to shield Yanshuang. It turns out she is a Marquis-level Divine Venerable.”

After his excitement subsided, Prefect Leng Feng began to look at Commander Lin Wen with a serious expression.

If Commander Lin Wen really was a Marquis-level Divine Venerable, then Leng Yanshuang would indeed have to take a back seat.

“So you don't need to worry about me. Go back to your Xining Prefecture and retire.”

Kang Dalei's attitude of turning a blind eye after receiving the demon core was met with intense disdain from Prefect Leng Feng.

“Are you saying I'm old and can't swing a blade anymore?”

“I didn't say that.”

“Fine, let Yanshuang be the referee. I want to have a match with you.”

Prefect Leng Feng clearly refused to admit he was old.

But Leng Yanshuang's next words directly infuriated Prefect Leng Feng, making him curse that raising her for eighteen years was all in vain.

A grown daughter cannot be kept at home.

“Father, you can't beat my husband. You'd better not.”

“What? You say I can't beat him?”

Leng Yanshuang nodded, looking extremely serious.

“You can't beat him.”

“Fine, fine! Leng Yanshuang, you rebellious daughter! You forgot about your own father the moment you got a man, didn't you?”

Muttering curses, Prefect Leng Feng was escorted out of the Death Fishing Village by Leng Yanshuang.

Looking at the four large characters of 'Death Fishing Village' outside the gate, countless emotions welled up in Prefect Leng Feng's heart.

Snowflakes drifted down as tears welled in his eyes.

“Leng Yanshuang, your father will be back! As long as I don't sign the marriage contract, let's see how you and that little bastard can be together!”

“Sorry, Father, but I'm already together with my husband.”

“What?! Pfft—” Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Prefect Leng Feng felt his entire world collapse.

The cabbage he had raised for nearly twenty years had been chewed up and swallowed by someone, and he hadn't even known.

“You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!”

Before he could finish his harsh words, Commander Lin Wen's voice drifted over again.

“If you dare to be disrespectful to Master again, I will kill you.”

Prefect Leng Feng shut his mouth and sensibly left the Death Fishing Village.

At that moment, his silhouette looked so lonely.

Walking on the green grass, a silent tear streamed down Prefect Leng Feng's cheek.

“To think that he, Prefect Leng Feng, had galloped across battlefields for so many years, yet in the end, he actually lost to a brat.”

“He was not reconciled!”

With a loud rumble, a bolt of lightning struck down, hitting a crooked-necked tree right next to him.

“A low-grade Divine Weapon material, thousand-year lightning-struck wood!”

Prefect Leng Feng could hardly believe his eyes.

He didn't expect that while frustrated in family matters, he would be blessed in fortune. To unexpectedly encounter lightning-struck wood, Heaven indeed has a heart of compassion.

But before he could celebrate for even two seconds, two young men wearing the uniforms of the Death Fishing Village guard team walked straight up to the lightning-struck wood and pulled the tree up by its roots.

“What are you doing?”

Prefect Leng Feng grew anxious.

The two of them cast an indifferent glance at him, then said in unison:

“This tree belongs to our Death Fishing Village, so of course we're taking it away.”

“Yours?” Prefect Leng Feng naturally didn't believe them.

How could he back down from a low-grade Divine Weapon material right in front of him just because of a single sentence?

Just as Prefect Leng Feng was about to step forward to argue, the words of the two guards instantly petrified him on the spot.

“Oh, right. Miss Leng Yanshuang instructed us that if we encounter you while moving the tree, our guard team doesn't need to worry about anything else and can directly take action.”

“So, Prefect, you should obediently head back to Xining Prefecture. We really don't want to make a move on you, since you are our master's father-in-law, after all.”

The successive blows had made Prefect Leng Feng lose a bit of his self-confidence.

Seeing the confident demeanor of the two in front of him, he actually turned around and walked away in silence. Only after walking for a while did he realize something was wrong.

“Wait, I am a Divine Venerable. Why should I be afraid of two Wulou Realm brats?”

Having figured this out, Prefect Leng Feng immediately turned around and ran back. However, by the time he returned to the previous spot, there was no sign of the two men, and they had vanished from the spot along with the lightning-struck wood.

“Good, good! You dare to play tricks on me, do you? You just wait, Kang Dalei. I won't sign for you in the future, let's see how you marry Yanshuang.”

Prefect Leng Feng thought silently, but his eyes involuntarily drifted toward the direction of the Death Fishing Village.

A low-grade Divine Weapon material, a thousand-year lightning-struck wood tree!

How, how could he have missed out on it?

For a moment, Prefect Leng Feng felt dizzy and almost fainted. Fortunately, a voice behind him restored his confidence.

“Prefect, what has caused you such grief and indignation?”

The moment he heard the voice, Prefect Leng Feng was startled, but he quickly revealed a smile—a glimmer of the pleasure of impending revenge.

Yes, he had to make good use of this matter to take revenge on that little bastard.

“So it's Young Qian. What brings you here?”

Wearing a white robe and the official mask of Yuanchu Mountain, the Man in White chuckled and shook his head.

“You are asking what you already know, Prefect. Do you really not know why I have come?”

Prefect Leng Feng's expression changed, but then he laughed heartily.

“Just a little, just a little.”

“Alright, I won't chatter with you anymore, Prefect. We still have official business. I will definitely pay a visit to your residence another day.”

The Man in White cupped his hands, then led the group of Divine Venerables behind him straight toward Kang Dalei's Death Fishing Village.

“Yuanchu Mountain's speed is indeed fast.”

Prefect Leng Feng stroked his chin, falling into deep thought.

Rather than saying Yuanchu Mountain was fast, it was more accurate to say that the Yan Family behind them was truly sparing no effort to help the Meng Family.

“Kid, you are too arrogant. Don't blame me for teaching you a lesson.”

After thinking it over repeatedly, Prefect Leng Feng still decided to set a trap for Kang Dalei. That little bastard was truly infuriating; look at what he had turned his previously obedient and well-behaved daughter into.

Inside the Death Fishing Village, after seeing Prefect Leng Feng off, Kang Dalei sent Leng Yanshuang into the divine blood pool.

“Calculating the days, Commander Yun Wanhai should be coming out of seclusion soon.”

Looking at the divine blood in the divine blood pool, which originally had enough for about twenty uses but now had only about ten left, Kang Dalei speculated that Commander Yun Wanhai had probably already broken through the undying barrier and entered the Great Sun Realm.

After Leng Yanshuang entered, Kang Dalei opened up a separate blood pool chamber for her. Unlike Commander Yun Wanhai who was on the outside, the blood pool chamber was more secluded.

After doing all this, Kang Dalei walked over to Commander Yun Wanhai's side and scrutinized him closely.

His essence, qi, and blood were several times stronger than before, and his withered features now showed clear signs of becoming full and robust.

“It looks like you will be coming out of seclusion very soon.”

“Master, someone from Yuanchu Mountain has arrived.”

Commander Lin Wen walked in, her facial expression looking quite grim.

Noticing her change in expression, Kang Dalei nodded slightly and placed his hands behind his back.

“Tell them to come in.”

“No need.” An emotionless voice came from the doorway. Immediately after, a group of seven people pushed aside the guards blocking their way and stepped straight inside.

Just as Kang Dalei stepped out of the divine blood pool, before he could even speak, his foot slipped, and he made intimate contact with the ground.

“Master!”

Commander Lin Wen hurriedly went forward to help Kang Dalei up.

“Are you alright?”

Seeing Kang Dalei fall, Commander Lin Wen was so distressed she almost shed tears.

Kang Dalei waved his hand. “I'm fine. Tell them to wait for me in the wooden cabin.”

Just as Kang Dalei finished speaking, he heard that voice ring out once more.

“Kang Dalei, come to the wooden cabin.”

Kang Dalei was shocked.

He looked at Commander Lin Wen in front of him with a face full of disbelief.

“What does he mean?”