26: Crazy brat
Standing atop a mountain peak.
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The magnificent mountain body towered into the clouds, with spiritual mist swirling in the mountain streams, creating a majestic Aura.
It was just like a fairyland.
From the foot of the mountain, there was a row of steps paved with white jade stones.
From bottom to top, there were countless steps.
Looking up, one felt that the end was nowhere in sight.
Every 99 steps, there were two True Disciples guarding the way.
At the same time, the entire Qingyun Sect was filled with a festive atmosphere.
Because today was the day of the engagement between the Qingyun Sect Young Master and the Wandu Sect.
On such an important day.
Many sects had come to offer their congratulations.
From the foot of the mountain to the peak, a long queue had formed.
It was like a winding, twisting long snake.
"Swoosh, swoosh...!"
A figure arrived at the foot of the mountain.
"So lively!"
"As expected of the 'Meta Answer'—no, the Child of Fortune."
Qin Feng scanned the crowd and sighed inwardly.
The engagement of a Child of Fortune had attracted so many sects.
Although not as good as himself, his future was promising.
"Anyone who wants to step on me to prove their path to becoming an Emperor must die."
"No matter who you are!"
Qin Feng's gaze turned cold as he spoke in his heart.
Some people nearby felt a chill and looked behind them one after another.
"This child, why is his field of energy so large?"
"It's as if the Qingyun Sect Young Master snatched his wife away."
"He's just a child! Probably been in line too long and ran out of patience!"
Two middle-aged men near Qin Feng whispered.
"Sending a child to participate in such a big event, isn't this a joke?"
Another middle-aged man scanned Qin Feng and said with contempt.
Qin Feng did not speak.
Instead, he turned his gaze toward the mountain peak.
Then, he stepped out of the queuing crowd and slowly walked upward.
"Kid, what are you doing!"
"No matter which sect you are from, go line up."
Just as he reached the first 99 steps, Qin Feng was stopped by a Qingyun Sect Disciple dressed in white.
"Why should I line up?"
"I'm not here to congratulate anyone."
Qin Feng spread his hands and said.
"Not here to congratulate?"
"Then why the hell don't you hurry up and get lost?"
The Qingyun Sect Disciple's expression changed, and his voice grew louder and louder.
"Using me to amuse yourself!"
"Just a little brat!"
"Get lost quickly, don't delay my guard duty."
"Swoosh...!"
A long sword was unsheathed and pointed at Qin Feng.
"Noisy!"
Qin Feng shook his head, swung his right hand directly, and threw a punch.
For this kind of person who speaks wildly but has no capital, a bloody lesson was needed.
"Whoosh...!"
The force of the punch created a stream of air in the atmosphere.
"Boom...!"
With a loud bang, the long sword snapped, and the person blocking the way exploded into flesh and blood.
There were no extra movements, only a violent fist.
"Gah...!"
"He killed a Qingyun Sect True Disciple with one punch!"
"This...!"
"Whose family is this child from? He's so fierce."
The various sects in line were instantly thrown into a panic.
On the Qingyun Sect's big day of joy, someone actually caused trouble.
Isn't this seeking death?
"This child's strength is actually not bad."
"He's just walked onto the wrong set."
"The Qingyun Sect is not that easy to provoke."
Someone in the crowd said.
A child being able to snap the opponent's long sword and kill a Qingyun Sect Disciple with one punch.
It was indeed terrifying.
However, this was the Qingyun Sect!
They held a spectator's mindset and did not stop him, instead finding it interesting.
"Mo Fan of the Qingyun Sect, come out and meet your death!"
Qin Feng shook off the bloodstains on his hand and shouted angrily toward the mountain peak.
The immature voice resounded through the clouds.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Those who wanted to complain had their words stuck in their throats.
They were speechless.
"Holy crap...!"
"Play is play, trouble is trouble, but don't joke with me like this."
"My heart isn't good."
After a long while, an old geezer finally spat out a sentence.
While speaking, the old geezer covered his chest with one hand, his breathing rapid.
It was too shocking.
A child was demanding that the Qingyun Sect Young Master come out and meet his death.
It felt as absurd as the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths attacking a Restricted Area...!
"Crazy!"
"This child is crazy."
"After killing a True Disciple, instead of running away quickly, he's actually thinking of challenging Mo Fan."
"Whoosh, whoosh...!"
After a long while, the sound of uproar and rapid breathing gradually spread.
At the same time, the Qingyun Sect Disciples also reacted.
Dozens of figures stepped forward.
Without any extra words, they directly drew their swords and attacked.
Streaks of Spiritual Qi crisscrossed, attacking the child.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...!"
With strength in numbers, the Sword Qi was like a tide.
"A bunch of trash...!"
Qin Feng gave a light shout, his whole body shook, and a Cave Heaven emerged above his head.
A True Dragon Illusion flew out from the Cave Heaven.
"Roar...!"
The True Dragon Illusion let out an angry roar.
With a fierce dragon tail flick, it brought about a ripple that swept across the area.
"Bang, bang, bang...!"
Instantly, dozens of Disciples were sent flying in all directions, their blood and Qi churning.
"Pfft...!"
At the same time, they vomited large amounts of blood.
They were heavily injured by the True Dragon Qi.
Even the sects that had come to congratulate them scattered one after another, not daring to approach.
"True Dragon Cave Heaven...?"
"This...!"
"This is too monstrous!"
After retreating several miles away, a woman wearing a black long robe said in shock.
"A True Dragon Cave Heaven is rare in the world."
"Could it be... this child has a great background."
That old geezer's voice was a bit trembling.
To be able to open a Cave Heaven with True Dragon blood, there must be a powerful expert supporting him from behind.
If such a child does not die young, his future prospects are limitless.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
"Ding...!"
"The Child of Fortune, Mo Fan, is approaching. Host, please be careful."
Suddenly, the System's notification sound rang in Qin Feng's mind.
He smiled faintly.
The Child of Fortune was finally willing to come out.
With such a big commotion, it was impossible for the Qingyun Sect to ignore it.
Especially the Child of Fortune, Mo Fan.
Today was his engagement day.
How could he tolerate others coming to his territory to act wildly?
In three years, Mo Fan had grown from fourteen to seventeen years old.
He had a well-proportioned build, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and a majestic Aura.
Wearing a green long robe with a golden dragon embroidered on the chest, it highlighted his unique status as the Young Lord.
"Where did this little brat come from to cause trouble in my Qingyun Sect?"
"Are you looking for death?"
Surrounded by the nine Grand Elders, Mo Fan slowly walked down the steps.
His voice arrived before he did.
The voice, like thunder, was deep and powerful.
The various sects in line gave way one after another.
At the same time, Qin Feng saw that overbearing youth.
Above the youth's head was a large numerical value.
luck value +9999!
"Only one point of Luck away from breaking ten thousand."
"Lin Xuan's luck value was only 999. The gap between Children of Fortune!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh.
System tasks were never simple.
The first Child of Fortune was just an experience pack.
Now, it was the real challenge.
"Ding!"
"Host, please be careful. The Child of Fortune, Mo Fan, has not only the Fourth Killing Move and the Sixth Killing Array in his body, but also the Third Killing Formation."
"His strength far exceeds that of three years ago."
After Mo Fan appeared, the System exposed the opponent's trump cards again.
"The Third Killing Formation—he really is a lunatic."
Qin Feng muttered in his mind.
The Third Killing Formation, also known as the Chaos Killing Formation, has been notoriously fierce since ancient times.
To be able to carve such a killing formation into one's body without having it explode and kill them.
Only a Child of Fortune could do it.
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