Chapter 99 Dialogue with Feng Qing'er

"Are you talking about the person named Gu He?" Feng Qing'er's voice was not loud, but it was forceful.

The red-robed elder nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right. Although this person comes from the remote Jia Ma Empire, he is a Dou Zong despite his young age. Tian Leizi of the North Pavilion fell at his hands. Young Miss, you have some understanding of the North Pavilion Master's strength, so you naturally know how difficult that is. Moreover, news about him has recently been spreading like wildfire in the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. The Hong Family in Tianbei City was wiped out just because they provoked him. Young Miss should have heard of this..."

"Naturally, I have heard of it. One who can break the Nine Heavens Lightning Prison Formation set up by the North Pavilion's people would hardly be an ordinary person..."

Feng Qing'er raised her slender hand to brush a strand of black hair from her forehead, her colorful dress fluttering in the wind. "But I, Feng Qing'er, will not fear him!" Her voice was forceful.

The green-robed old woman also laughed, "Fire Elder, why do you keep saying things that boost others' morale? The Tianmu Mountain Range is layered with complexity. So what if he is a Dou Zong? Once he enters, his cultivation will be suppressed just the same! If Young Miss encounters him, she can just kill him, and when the time comes, she can report it to the Pavilion Master and even get a reward."

The green-robed old woman continued, "You must not underestimate Young Miss!"

Fire Elder frowned, but Feng Qing'er waved her hand: "Fire Elder, rest assured. I know my limits, and I will try to be careful."

This person named Gu He killed the North Pavilion Master. With such strength, she would certainly not look down on him.

But this strength was only something rumored by others; Feng Qing'er wanted to experience it for herself.

Her Bloodline and talent were astonishing. With her Wind and Thunder combined attribute, she could fight a Dou Zong. She wondered what this Gu He... would be like.

Feng Qing'er smiled slightly, her smile revealing an unconcealable coldness. "You all wait for me here." She flew down from the crane beast and looked at the energy tide that had begun to surge before her.

...

The massive energy tide hung across the sky like a five-colored river, gorgeous yet deadly.

The energy within the Tianmu Mountain Range became violent and mighty, simultaneously attracting energy from the surrounding world.

Everyone was astonished, feeling the terrifying energy within the tide.

"Boom!"

Gu He heard a series of loud footsteps and roars as a massive sea of people madly surged into the mountain range.

The entire periphery of the Tianmu Mountain Range became chaotic and intense.

In the sky, a seven-colored giant crane flapped its huge wings and shot downwards. The gale blew away the sea of people below, and Feng Qing'er flew down from it, shooting towards the entrance.

Only those with strong strength could rush into the mountain range entrance!

Feng Qing'er's toes lightly tapped the Void Realm, her hair flying, and a faint silver light flickered. Looking at the entrance that was close at hand, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curve into a faint arc, and her figure descended like a Phoenix.

"Chi!"

And just at this moment, a figure brushed past Feng Qing'er's side.

"Swish—" A sudden sound of wind breaking rang out. The figure flashed over like a shooting star chasing the moon, passing over Feng Qing'er's head within two breaths.

Feng Qing'er was slightly startled. Glancing over, she saw it was actually a mature-faced man holding a green-skirted girl, flying towards the entrance, his speed even faster than her own.

She clenched her jade hand, and a massive suction force surged out.

The black-robed man snorted coldly. A gust of wind with a scorching intent from his sleeve collided with Feng Qing'er's gust, emitting a low sound.

Immediately, the man used this counter-pushing force to arc his figure and landed into the mountain range with the girl.

"Who is that? To actually be able to enter the mountain range before Young Miss Feng?"

"Haha, there will always be dark horses."

Seeing that a stranger had entered ahead of her, Feng Qing'er's expression was not very good. She snorted lightly, her figure moved slightly, and she turned into a colorful shadow, following closely behind.

Inside the mountain range, thick fog swirled. The mist was mixed with violent energy, limiting one's vision.

In the quiet mountain range, two figures, one large and one small, broke through the forest and landed lightly.

"Sir, can we consider this a successful entry?" Qing Lin asked in a clear voice.

Gu He shook his head, "We haven't reached the depths yet, and we haven't even obtained the most basic entry qualification."

Qing Lin was stunned and murmured, "So it's that hard... Qing Lin thought it was just whoever entered fast enough..."

"Silly Lin'er..." Gu He touched her hair bun styled in twin braids.

At this moment, while the two were talking, a graceful colorful shadow landed in the mountain range. Her beautiful eyes swept over and paused on the two backs in front.

Gu He heard the movement, but did not turn back. He moved his figure and quickly entered the mountain range, holding Qing Lin's hand.

"Stop!" Feng Qing'er, dressed in a colorful skirt, shouted coldly.

Gu He ignored her and quickened his pace.

"Chi!" Without a word, the sound of wind breaking rang out from behind. Gu He protected Qing Lin in front of him, dodging the attack. The colorful silk ribbon pierced straight through a giant tree nearby.

A strange luster flashed in Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes, and another silk ribbon coiled towards Gu He, as tricky as a poisonous snake.

Gu He no longer dodged. He turned around and grabbed the silk ribbon with one hand. Cyan-white flames turned into a bright line of fire along the silk ribbon, shooting straight at Feng Qing'er.

"Bang!" The silver-white, carrying the momentum of thunder, collided with Gu He's dark cyan.

A low explosion erupted in the mountain range, scattering the thick fog.

A one-meter-deep pit appeared on the open ground between them.

At this moment, many people had broken into the mountain range and rushed over upon hearing the commotion. Seeing Young Miss Feng, they were astonished, and then looked at the strange man—anyone who could fight her must be extraordinary!

But they didn't dare to watch the battle and had to secretly hide...

Feng Qing'er stood tall and straight, looking at Gu He. Although she was slightly stunned after seeing the low-cultivation "dead weight" that Gu He was holding, she quickly reacted.

"You must be that Gu He, right? The Gu He who single-handedly killed the North Pavilion of Lightning, shaking the North Region..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole scene was shocked! The thick fog could not hide their shocked expressions!

And Gu He nodded indifferently, "Hmm."

Feng Qing'er looked at him and smiled coldly, "Don't be too arrogant!"

"I will wait for you at the Tianshan Blood Pool. If you have the qualifications to reach there, we will discuss the grievances between you and the Wind and Thunder Pavilion in detail!"

"If you cannot reach there..." Feng Qing'er's gaze clearly shifted to Qing Lin. With her cultivation, she could clearly see that this green-clad girl was only at the Peak Great Dou Master level. Feng Qing'er couldn't understand why this Gu He, whose reputation had reached their North Pavilion, would bring a girl who wasn't even a Dou Ling to enter the Tianmu Mountain Range.

And this action, which she couldn't understand, made her wariness drop a few notches, giving rise to a faint disdain. After all, how could one unleash their maximum strength while protecting someone?

She was a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, a 9-Star Peak Dou Huang, and had never feared anyone.

"If you cannot reach there, it only means you don't have the ability!"

Gu He noticed Feng Qing'er's gaze, and he also smiled faintly, a chill appearing. "Then—we shall see."

Feng Qing'er's colorful skirt flickered, and her figure flashed back like a butterfly, disappearing into the thick fog.

Gu He looked down and asked Qing Lin, his voice gentle, "Were you scared?"

Qing Lin shook her head vigorously, "No! Qing Lin is not afraid!"

Although she tried hard to drink milk every day and Cultivate every day, she was still not tall. She looked up at Gu He and said with a serious expression, "Qing Lin is no longer the Qing Lin she used to be!"