305: Folding Cloud
Xu Sanyan traveled alone through the dark night, occasionally checking his map to avoid getting lost.
The mountain path was difficult, and he did not fly, relying only on his feet to travel. Even so, his speed was incredibly fast, covering dozens of steps with a single push of his toes.
After an unknown period, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon, dispelling the darkness, though the light was still obscured by the trees, keeping the forest dim.
The layered, undulating mountains ahead seemed endless, and he wasn't sure where he was. The map only indicated the general direction, not specific details, but as long as the direction was correct, it was fine.
He held the secret realm fruit in one hand while remaining vigilant of his surroundings.
After walking for a day and a night through the mountains, at noon that day, Xu Sanyan was striding forward when he suddenly stopped, instantly reining in his Qi and hiding motionless behind a tree.
He heard someone speaking ahead.
A man's hesitant voice said, “Your Highness, perhaps we should wait for Mr. Mei. That Wang family is not to be trifled with. If you were to be injured… this subordinate would be unable to atone for it, even with a thousand deaths.”
Then came an indignant female voice, “Hmph, I didn’t ask you to fight the Wang family. The highest Cultivator in this small Feng family is only at Soul Refining Completion. Yet they dare to abduct my Gan Country citizens! If I don’t teach them a lesson today, they’ll truly think we’re weak and easily bullied!”
The man sighed softly and continued to persuade, “But you are only at the Mystic Path Realm…”
He didn't understand why a Mystic Path Realm Cultivator would look down on a Soul Refinement Realm Cultivator.
Furthermore, Soul Refinement Realm cultivation was not low; even in Gan Country or among the Five Great Sects, it belonged to the middle-to-high echelons, usually holding significant power.
Perhaps due to her noble status, the woman had seen many powerful Cultivators and was long accustomed to it, so she naturally said,
“What’s there to fear about the Soul Refinement Realm? Aren’t you all here? You and Xiaobai are responsible for entangling the Feng Family Old Ancestor, while I’ll lead the others to charge in and slaughter the rest, then return to help you encircle and kill that old thing from the Feng family.”
The man frowned deeply; life-and-death struggles were not as simple as she made them sound, as if the Feng family had been sentenced to death in a few words.
“Your Highness, once Mr. Mei arrives, this mere Feng family can be easily wiped out. Why take such a risk? Besides, we have important matters to attend to. If too many people are lost, it will be difficult to explain to Mr. Mei.”
The woman’s tone was firm, “No, I must resolve this before Sister Mei arrives, to show others how formidable I, Princeess Zheyun, am!”
The man tried to persuade her further, but the woman interrupted, “My mind is made up. If you’re afraid, just stay aside and watch. I’ll lead the people myself.”
The man sighed deeply, “Alas…”
No matter what, he couldn't stand by and watch the princess endanger herself.
Xu Sanyan pondered slightly in the shadows, drawing several pieces of information from their conversation.
First, they were from Gan Country, and judging by the address, the woman was a princess.
Second, their attack on the Feng family was merely a coincidence; they had other important matters.
Third, they had reinforcements coming later, and these reinforcements were very strong, perhaps delayed by something, preventing a timely rendezvous.
Xu Sanyan silently mused that encountering people from Gan Country here was not strange, as this place was adjacent to the Gan border, but he didn't know what they were doing here.
Perhaps…
He looked down at the secret realm fruit in his hand, wondering if they were also here for this item?
The more Xu Sanyan thought about it, the more likely it seemed. If this secret realm fruit fell into Gan Country's hands, it would yield immense benefits.
Blessings could directly enhance strength; if Gan Country used this as a foundation to build an army, their overall strength would rise to another level.
Although no one but him knew what the Secret Realm was like, the preciousness of the secret realm fruit was beyond doubt.
At this moment, the group ahead moved, swiftly and silently sweeping into the depths of the dense forest. Xu Sanyan unfolded his map and saw that the Feng family was not far away.
He pondered for a moment, then his figure flickered, following behind the group to see if he could gain some benefits.
He currently lacked Spirit Stones and Magic Treasures, so if he could acquire some treasures amidst the chaos, it would be ideal.
Even if there was no opportunity, it wouldn't matter; it wouldn't delay anything anyway.
Xu Sanyan peered out; there were about forty to fifty people in this group, each of considerable strength.
The lowest cultivation among them was the Mystic Path Realm, with four Soul Refinement Realm Cultivators, all intentionally or unintentionally surrounding the woman in the middle for protection.
Princess Princeess Zheyun whispered, “I’ll arrange the battle plan. Once we charge in, you two are responsible for entangling the Feng Family Old Ancestor. The rest of you will swiftly eliminate the other demonic Cultivators. We need to finish this quickly.”
“Alright, Your Highness, please be careful.”
One handsome man nodded slightly, then signaled the other three with his eyes to protect the princess well.
“Attack!”
The group instantly charged out, heading straight for the mountain stronghold ahead.
“Enemy attack!”
A sharp shriek rang out; someone in the stronghold spotted them and shouted. Princess Princeess Zheyun casually threw something, and a streak of light instantly pierced through a person's chest.
Many people rushed out from the stronghold, the foremost being an old man, who was the Feng Family Old Ancestor, at Soul Refinement Completion.
“Who are you?!” the Feng Family Old Ancestor roared.
“Hmph, how dare you abduct my Gan Country citizens! Today, this princess has come to collect her debt!” Princeess Zheyun snorted coldly.
The Feng Family Old Ancestor was startled. Had Gan Country really sent people into Luan Yun Mountain?
A few days ago, when the Wang family came to collect goods, they told him that Gan Country had sent people into the mountains. He hadn't taken it seriously then, not believing that Gan Country would go to such lengths for mere Mortals. He hadn't expected them to actually come?
The Feng Family Old Ancestor never imagined that this was merely Princess Princeess Zheyun's impromptu decision.
“Hmph, how dare you act so wildly in Luan Yun Mountain!”
Since things had come to this, the Feng Family Old Ancestor said no more. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he engaged in battle.
Xu Sanyan hid in the treetop, calmly observing the battlefield through the gaps in the branches.
The Feng family did not possess things like 'mountain-protecting formations,' because they couldn't afford them.
Grand formations were expensive, not only costly to build but also expensive to maintain. Even the Tongxin Demon Sect, one of the Five Great Sects, felt the sting of the Spirit Stones consumed annually for maintaining their grand formation, causing pain to their various hall masters.
As a Demon Sect Saint, Xu Sanyan knew all this too well.
The battle on the field grew more intense. Princess Princeess Zheyun was already in a frenzy, closely protected by two Soul Refinement Realm Cultivators, allowing her not to worry about her own safety.
The Feng family, relying on their numbers, didn't show signs of defeat for a while, but Xu Sanyan knew this situation wouldn't last long. He needed to get into position quickly to collect the spoils of war.
He tied the secret realm fruit to his back with a flick of his wrist, then darted into the battlefield like a ghost.
On the other side,
The Feng Family Old Ancestor's face was like a madman's. He watched helplessly as his descendants were wantonly slaughtered, and his anger grew deeper.
He held his sword in one hand and spat a mouthful of vital blood onto the blade, seemingly about to use a life-risking technique.
“Go!”
The sword light was blazing, a rainbow streak soaring to the sky. The Feng Family Old Ancestor flew into the rainbow light, his robes fluttering in the strong winds.
Xu Sanyan glanced at it, frowning slightly. He felt as if something was off.
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