80: Tianxue Mountain

"Good. Since you've taken me as your master, I will pass on the ultimate techniques of the Flying Fox Sect to you during this time." Old Man Zhao was overjoyed as he enunciated the name of his sect word by word.

"Before you truly begin learning the cultivation methods and martial arts of my Flying Fox Sect, I will first tell you some basic common knowledge about the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom. At the very least, this will ensure you don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke."

Hearing this, Xu Feng nodded and listened attentively.

This was the real deal; he couldn't afford to miss a single bit.

"Please speak, Master. Your disciple Xu Feng is all ears."

"First, there are the few truly top-tier giants in the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts world."

There is Heavenly Snow Mountain, an alliance of various sects in the Guandong region; the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, an alliance of various poison sects in the Southern Border region; the Nine Provinces Alliance, an alliance of various martial arts families in the Central Plains region; and the Four Seas Association, an alliance of Jiangnan families and various rogue cultivators."

"Finally, there are the official organizations: the Martial Arts Association and the Dragon Group."

"Of course, most of the time they operate independently and do not interfere with one another."

"However, there are still many grievances and entanglements between them that are hard to sum up in a few words."

"These top-tier forces all have their own foundations, formed by the union of several major sects or families."

Old Man Zhao gestured with his hands, talking incessantly with the flair of a storyteller.

Xu Feng listened quietly, lost in thought. He mused to himself, "I didn't expect the martial arts world to also huddle together for warmth and form alliances."

Old Man Zhao continued, "Of course, there are also martial arts sects of all sizes. Most of these are insignificant, low-tier sects that don't even have a single Grandmaster."

"You can just report my sect, the Flying Fox Sect!"

"Because my Flying Fox Sect is one of the sects under Heavenly Snow Mountain."

"Within Heavenly Snow Mountain, it still holds some status, being one of its three major sects."

As he reached this point, his eyes were full of smiles. He took the opportunity to pull out a map of the Blue Star from his robes.

Unlike an ordinary map, this one was marked with many forces of special power.

"You'd better memorize this. The larger and redder the words marked on it, the more powerful the force is."

Xu Feng nodded and took the map, carefully looking at the large red characters. "Heavenly Snow Mountain" was particularly prominent.

"I didn't expect Heavenly Snow Mountain to be so powerful. This is probably the number one force in the world, right?" Xu Feng thought in surprise.

He felt extremely arrogant, thinking, "Haha... I didn't expect that as soon as I took a master, I'd end up in the world's number one sect!"

"I won't say much about the global ones, but in the Dragon Kingdom, do not provoke the Martial Arts Association, the Dragon Group, or the Nine Provinces Alliance."

Old Man Zhao warned solemnly, "Among these three, the first two are official organizations. The number of experts they've gathered from across the country is beyond imagination."

"As for the Nine Provinces Alliance, it's an organization of allied families with a thousand-year heritage. They have deep foundations and have witnessed the changes of history."

"Furthermore, the Central Plains has produced experts since ancient times and has a strong martial arts atmosphere."

"In short, just be careful with these three. I have ways to help you settle anything else!"

After saying this, Old Man Zhao vanished on the spot, leaving only a sentence echoing in Xu Feng's ears.

"Do as you wish in Jiangnan. It's best to make some connections with the noble families; they'll be useful later."

"I will come back once a week to check on you."

Looking at the Flying Fox Palm martial technique left behind, Xu Feng felt grateful and bowed to the empty air. "Thank you, Master, for the gift of this technique!"

"This kid indeed has a sense of gratitude. Not bad, not bad. I should also look for some old friends in Jiangnan to pave the way for my disciple." Zhao Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction and praised him repeatedly while looking in the direction Xu Feng had left.

But he didn't know that his current actions would bring great trouble to the Flying Fox Sect... Guandong, Heavenly Snow Mountain.

Heavy snow blocked the mountain; the snowfall was incessant throughout the year.

All the major sects in the entire Guandong region looked up to Heavenly Snow Mountain as their leader.

"Phew... this damn weather is colder than the North Pole!" a man dressed in thin clothes couldn't help but complain.

His clothes were thin, leaving his skin exposed.

This person was the former butler of Ling Xian and was known as Second Ling, one of the three tigers of the ling family.

"Don't use true qi to ward off the cold. This place is covered by an array; using true qi will only make it worse. It's lucky you're a body cultivator, otherwise, you would have frozen solid long ago." The woman responding was wearing a specially made black padded coat that could withstand temperatures as low as minus thirty degrees.

Combined with her cultivation as a martial artist, she easily resisted this unique extreme cold.

This woman wore thick black-rimmed glasses and had an incomparably cold and elegant appearance. Her legs were straight and long, enough to take one's life.

Her beauty was an extreme contrast, a fatal temptation that took one's breath away.

She could act as a pure and lovely "good girl" or transform into a cold and glamorous queen to enchant all living beings.

She was Ling San.

The woman who was supposed to succeed as the new butler of the Ling Family.

"I have a padded coat. Do you want to wear it?" Ling San asked with a frown, reaching out to take it from her storage jade pendant.

"Heh, as a body cultivator at the Grandmaster level, how could I be afraid of this bit of cold?"

"I'm just tempering my body." Second Ling smiled and waved his hand, pulling open the last of his thin clothing to reveal his muscles, letting the cold wind lash against his body.

"Suit yourself." Ling San rolled her eyes at him and ignored him.

"Do you know why Heavenly Snow Mountain didn't take a new name like the other alliances?" Ling San suddenly asked.

"Why?" Second Ling asked curiously.

"What a muscle-brained idiot!" Ling San slapped her forehead and complained helplessly.

"The Mountain Lord of Heavenly Snow Mountain is said to be a monster who has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years."

"When the alliance was first founded, the other sects had no objections and directly chose Heavenly Snow Mountain as the alliance leader."

"Although I haven't seen his true face, the possibility of wiping out the Flying Fox Sect today isn't high. The key is to demand as many cultivation resources as possible."

Ling San's explanation reached Second Ling's ears, and he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, the Mountain Lord of Heavenly Snow Mountain is a thousands-of-years-old monster? Ling San, you're killing me." Second Ling mocked, clearly not believing it.

"Believe it or not. Go check the records yourself. Anyway, I have nothing to talk about with an idiot like you."

"Ah, right, right, right. I'm an idiot, I have nothing to talk about."

"Then let's talk about the Young Master. Third Aunt is good, Third Aunt is wonderful, Third Aunt is fantastic."

Boom!

Ling San kicked him, like a meteor crashing to the ground. Snow splattered everywhere as Second Ling was sent flying ten meters away; she had clearly used fifty percent of her strength.

"Old San, you've gone too far. If I weren't a body cultivator, that kick would have cost me half my life." Second Ling crawled out of the deep pit in the snow, brushed off the snow on him, and said crossly.

"Say one more word and see if I don't kill you." Ling San glared at him, flicking her jade-like hands.

Swish!

A pair of silver throwing knives slid out of her sleeves and landed firmly in Ling San's palms.

"Uh, Old San, calm down. We haven't even reached the Flying Fox Sect's territory yet. You and I shouldn't consume too much true qi."

Second Ling quickly tried to soothe her, then changed the subject. "I'm just standing up for you. After all, think about it, the position of the Ling Family's butler should have been yours."

"You just went on an emergency mission halfway through, and who would have thought that kid Ling Wu would snatch it away?"

"The old master has his own arrangements. Besides, isn't this only a temporary period? How do you know I won't have a chance?" Ling San smiled slightly, full of confidence.

"Alright, let's hurry up! Let's not waste any more time on a tiny Flying Fox Sect."