171: Ding Yuan

The light purple, viscous liquid poured into the soil immediately turned into wisps of mist that drilled underground, continuously injecting nutrients into the nearest plants.

Qin Feng squatted nearby, observing carefully, and saw the Beast King Tree seedling begin to grow at a visible speed, instantly growing about an inch taller, and its trunk becoming more robust, like a baby’s forearm.

The spiritual soil beside it had already formed a small mound, with many cracks appearing on its surface, through which tiny green sprouts could vaguely be seen about to break through the soil.

“The Beast King Tree is decent, but this enlightenment fruit is truly Heaven-Defying; it could probably easily allow a single tree to pass down Legacy for three generations in this Cultivation World!”

Seeing that the enlightenment fruit had not yet sprouted, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Just then, a dark yellow Talisman shot through the Formation from outside the mountain gate, heading straight for the Immortal Cave.

This was a sound transmission Talisman. To avoid disturbing Xiao Yun’s Cultivation, Qin Feng immediately waved his hand, using spiritual power to draw it into his grasp, otherwise, this thing would have flown into the Immortal Cave according to the Formation’s guidance.

The voice that sounded from within the sound transmission Talisman was Tie Zhu’s: “Feng Ge, our Netherworld Soul Hall is going to fight again, but this time you don’t need to act, we only need to borrow your little snake to easily resolve it!”

“Feng Ge, are you in the Immortal Cave?”

Qin Feng had just finished listening to the first sound transmission Talisman when the second one shot in.

Opening the Formation mist, he could see a black-clothed youth floating at a low altitude outside Wo Niu Mountain, holding a stack of sound transmission Talismans and continuously sending messages.

To save resources, Qin Feng flashed and appeared directly outside the Formation, looking at Tie Zhu with a depressed expression, not speaking.

It had only been a few days since the war with the Spirit Beast Sect, and the Netherworld Soul Hall was going to war again?

“Heh heh!”

Tie Zhu chuckled awkwardly, put away the sound transmission Talismans in his hand, and said, “Feng Ge, it’s not that we’re warlike, it’s that the people from the Divine Sword Sect are too much. They keep saying they want us to submit to them, and they also want us to help them find someone. Guess who they want to find!”

“Find who? It can’t be me, right?”

Qin Feng frowned, then nervously looked around, after all, when they attacked the Spirit Beast Sect, he was the one who said he wouldn’t give Ye Chulan of the Divine Sword Sect Face.

Tie Zhu said helplessly:

“They are looking for you! I don’t know where you offended so many people. Previously, that woman from the Spirit Beast Sect was also helping the Holy Son of the Divine Sword Sect find you, which is why she got involved with the Divine Sword Sect.”

Hearing this, Qin Feng’s brows immediately furrowed, and he secretly analyzed in his heart that before the Spirit Beast Sect incident, he didn’t seem to have any enmity with Ye Chulan!

Why was he looking for him?

“Oh, that’s right!”

Tie Zhu’s Face showed a strange expression, and he continued, “Recently, there’s also a woman who claims to be your Dao Companion looking for you. I don’t know where she got the news; she even went to the Netherworld Soul Hall, but the brothers kept quiet, and she didn’t seem like an easy person to deal with, so they didn’t expose your identity. That woman seems to be named Ding Yuan.”

Ding Yuan?

Hearing these two words, Qin Feng was stunned for a moment.

“Feng Ge, what’s wrong?”

“It seems I’m about to be framed and take the blame again.”

“That woman isn’t your mistress? Then next time, the brothers will definitely teach her a lesson!”

Tie Zhu kept muttering, his eyes darting around, revealing a thoughtful expression.

At this moment, Qin Feng also remembered.

Earlier, when he spoke of Ding Yuan of the Ding Family and Ye Chulan’s engagement, Ding Shuli’s attitude was not good.

Perhaps there was a conflict between these two women. After Ding Yuan snatched Ye Chulan, she realized she had snatched the wrong person, that Ding Shuli didn’t like Ye Chulan at all, so now she was coming to find him again?

Although this idea was a bit narcissistic, Qin Feng always felt that there was no baseless hatred or love; Ding Yuan looking for him most likely had her own purpose.

To prevent the situation from becoming serious, Qin Feng lifted the restrictions on Xiao Yun’s Immortal Cave, gave instructions to Wang Dalong and Yan Sandao, and then went with Tie Zhu to the Netherworld Soul Hall.

Wo Niu Mountain was only three hundred li from the Netherworld Soul Hall.

On their way, they encountered many Cultivators gathering in this direction.

On a mountain peak about fifty li from the Netherworld Soul Hall, they could sense dense groups of Cultivators, whose cultivation levels varied, ranging from Nascent Soul Stage to Foundation Establishment Stage.

Among them were two Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses, dozens of Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and even more Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, at least over three hundred.

So many people, almost all the Cultivators within a thousand li radius around them had gathered here!

“Feng Ge, those Divine Sword Sect people are very clever. They publicly announced that anyone who helps the Saint can enter the Divine Sword Sect for Cultivation, which is why they were able to gather so many powerhouses in such a short time.”

As the two concealed their aura and detoured around a nearby mountain, Tie Zhu vividly recounted the events of the outside world during this period.

After he finished speaking, Qin Feng smiled and asked, “Aren’t you afraid of retaliation from the Divine Sword Sect?”

“I’m already someone who has died once, so what is there to be afraid of? Every extra day I live is a gain!”

“…”

On the way, the two chatted and laughed.

Just as they arrived at the mountain gate, a purple stream of light suddenly appeared in the distant Void Realm, rapidly approaching the Netherworld Soul Hall.

Seeing this scene, Tie Zhu immediately frowned.

“Cultivators within a thousand li radius all know that the Netherworld Soul Hall is about to be targeted by the Holy Son of the Divine Sword Sect. At this point, who would still dare to come here?”

“A businesswoman. The Divine Sword Sect people probably won’t touch her. Get ready to welcome guests.”

Qin Feng’s expression was calm. He reached out and stroked his full beard to ensure his appearance was fine, then stood quietly, waiting.

At this moment.

On the other side of the mountain.

Led by Ye Chulan, more than ten Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect all noticed the light in the Void Realm.

They saw a purple-clad, lively and nimble girl controlling a flying boat rapidly approaching the Netherworld Soul Hall.

The flying boat glowed purple, with countless auspicious clouds and Auspicious Beasts carved upon it. A delicate small flag was planted at the front, bearing the two large characters ‘Xian Yuan’ (Immortal Fate).

Seeing this, some of the Divine Sword Sect Disciples began to discuss: “What is the Xian Yuan Tower doing at the Netherworld Soul Hall?”

“They’re probably doing business, a bunch of people who only care about money!”

“Senior Brother, should we stop her?”

Ye Chulan squinted at the flying boat, but ultimately shook his head: “Forget it.”

The Xian Yuan Tower has a Legacy of three thousand years, with a long history, even older than the various sects and forces in Lingzhou. Although they have never taken action, no one has ever been willing to provoke them.

Watching the girl control the flying boat as it entered the Netherworld Soul Hall’s Formation, the Faces of the Divine Sword Sect members showed regret.

Anyone could see that this girl must have received news and come to do business.

If the Netherworld Soul Hall obtained powerful Magical Artifacts, the chances of winning this battle would be even lower.

While sighing, everyone also secretly observed the Saint’s reaction, because they didn’t know why such a small Netherworld Soul Hall and Qin Feng would cause the Saint to make such a big fuss.

At this moment.

Another woman, dressed in white, with exquisite beauty and a hint of allure, flew with a Escape Light, soaring across the sky towards the mountain where Ye Chulan and the others were located.

Seeing this woman, many Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect immediately turned their backs, pretending not to see her, while Ye Chulan narrowed his eyes, his expression gloomy.

“Surname Ye, didn’t you say you dared to give everything for me? Why don’t you dare to go to the Qingmu Immortal Sect and bring my sister out to witness our engagement?”

“…”