99: Lu Xiuwen's real purpose

Lu Xiuwen was naturally playful and detested literacy and reading.

However, he was also the Saint of the Giant Elephant Sect, the only son of the former Sect Master, and as precious as gold, so everyone in the Sect, from top to bottom, either indulged him or avoided him, and even if he played pranks, they never got angry.

This made him feel increasingly bored, which was why he wanted to leave the Sect and travel around.

At this moment, encountering the first person in his life who dared to contradict him, Lu Xiuwen cried his heart out, but inwardly, he was overjoyed.

Because he felt that this burly man with a red face and a large iron box on his back was fun, much more interesting than the people in the Sect!

His unceremonious declaration to acknowledge someone as his elder brother stunned many Cultivators present, and Golden Toad Immortal Master and the white-robed Old Man in Tongxian Hall were also sweating profusely.

Now they could see the true strength of this Saint; he was typically foolish, rich, and overbearing, and his threat to smash Tongxian Hall would likely come true.

If he bought it, it would be fine, but he intended to smash it, the kind where he wouldn't pay!

Golden Toad Immortal Master immediately walked to the shop entrance, clasped his hands in a bow, and then spoke to Qin Feng:

"How should I address this Fellow Daoist? If my Tongxian Hall has offended Fellow Daoist before, please forgive us, Fellow Daoist. My Tongxian Hall is willing to offer ten Water Spirit Fruits as compensation to Fellow Daoist."

"In my opinion, these fruits are just average. It's just that this little brother suits my taste. Do you really think I lack Spirit Fruits just because I gave him a Talisman?"

Qin Feng took the fruit, wiped it on his chest, and then ate it in a few bites, filling the entire scene with a faint fruity aroma.

Golden Toad Immortal Master's expression instantly froze.

This was a Millennium Water Spirit Fruit! It was usually consumed when encountering a Bottleneck in Cultivation, but more often, it was used to exchange for needed Cultivation resources. Few low-level Cultivators would be willing to eat a Millennium Spirit Fruit!

He actually just ate it like that?

Seeing Qin Feng casually throw the half-eaten Spirit Fruit on the ground, Lu Xiuwen's face immediately showed an expression of meeting a kindred spirit, and he indignantly said:

"Big Brother, do you also think this fruit tastes bad? My father forced me to eat it since I was little; it's bland and uninteresting."

As Lu Xiuwen shouted "Big Brother," the Nascent Soul stage cultivator's face instantly darkened, and a Divine Sense shot out from the Void Realm, trying to penetrate Qin Feng's body, but it was blocked by the Concealing Heaven Robe.

Feeling that this little fatty's identity was not simple, Qin Feng felt a bit confused.

If he agreed to this "Big Brother," would it count as deceiving a child? Would the people from the Giant Elephant Sect come looking for trouble?

After all, his current strength couldn't even defeat Chen Jiuyou, and the Giant Elephant Sect was much more powerful than a third-rate Sect like Chang Sheng Sword Sect. For now, he couldn't afford to provoke them!

Qin Feng's face was full of struggle, but Lu Xiuwen had already made his move.

He held a massive golden Flying Sword, six feet long and one foot wide, and began to infuse it with spiritual power.

Golden Toad Taoist's face darkened, and the Cultivators watching the commotion immediately retreated far away, fearing being accidentally injured by the Saint.

Boom!

The Void Realm suddenly darkened.

A black cloud appeared above Iron Mountain Market, with a thin, white-bearded Old Man standing on it.

The Old Man's appearance was identical to the illusory image that had warned Yan Sandao earlier. From his aura, he was at least at the Late Stage Nascent Soul Realm, incredibly powerful!

The Old Man was short, but he stood silently on the cloud without any movement, yet he exerted immense pressure.

"If you two don't want to die, get out of the way quickly! I'm going to start smashing the shop!"

Lu Xiuwen shouted, pointing his fleshy finger fiercely at the plaque above the Tongxian Hall entrance. The enormous Flying Sword instantly broke through the air, shattering the plaque.

The shop assistants inside immediately scattered in fright, and Golden Toad Immortal Master and the white-robed Old Man flashed aside, their faces filled with worry, almost on the verge of tears.

With such a powerful being floating above their heads, let alone letting the little fatty smash the shop, even if he were to kill from the entrance of Iron Mountain Market to its end, the Market Master Yan Sandao would not appear...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The massive, door-like Flying Sword continuously crisscrossed through the pavilions of Tongxian Hall, and in just a few breaths, it had utterly disfigured Tongxian Hall.

As the last few beams were severed by the Flying Sword, the entire Tongxian Hall pavilion immediately collapsed with a crash.

"Big Brother, do you think I did a good job?"

Lu Xiuwen retrieved his Flying Sword, looking at Qin Feng with an excited expression.

..."Not bad."

Qin Feng squeezed out a stiff smile, cupped his hands towards the figure in the Void Realm, and then turned to walk out of Iron Mountain Market.

Previously, Qin Feng thought there was nothing wrong with befriending this little fatty, but after the skinny Old Man appeared, Qin Feng abandoned that idea.

The other party's status was too high; it was better for him to develop discreetly.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, where are you going! Big Brother!"

Seeing Qin Feng turn and leave, Lu Xiuwen immediately scurried after him, while the Nascent Soul stage cultivator followed behind Lu Xiuwen with a sullen face, not saying a word.

As the two left Iron Mountain Market, the black clouds in the Void Realm dispersed, and the thin Old Man also vanished without a trace, as if he had never been there.

In the Void Realm.

Qin Feng was rapidly traveling on his Wood Spirit Boat, followed by a chubby figure stepping on a Flying Sword, continuously shouting "Big Brother," and further behind, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator followed unhurriedly.

Whenever unsuspecting Cultivators passed by and saw this comical scene, they would stop and watch, as the fatty's cries were too miserable, as if he couldn't live without his Big Brother...

"Big Brother, wait for me!"

Lu Xiuwen stepped on his Flying Sword, caught up to Qin Feng, and shouted at his back. Seeing that the other party ignored him, he immediately stopped.

The Core Formation Stage attendant who had been following behind immediately spoke to comfort him: "Saint, you are of noble birth. He is merely a rogue from a barren land..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes widened, and the thin Old Man hidden in the Void Realm also immediately appeared.

Because Lu Xiuwen had already leaped from his Flying Sword, put away his Flying Sword, and retracted all his spiritual power, plummeting towards the ground headfirst.

The Saint was the Old Sect Master's beloved son; let alone this suicidal method, even if a single hair on his body was injured on a normal day, they would have to fight others to the death.

At this moment, both of them felt a bit tricky.

The thin Old Man immediately cast a spell to lift Lu Xiuwen, and with a helpless expression, he asked him: "Saint, why do you insist on acknowledging him as your Big Brother?"

"My father said I should dare to love and dare to hate. I feel that he has an inexplicable aura that attracts me, so I want to become sworn brothers with him!"

Lu Xiuwen spoke righteously, but his childish voice made it sound like a joke no matter how one looked at it.

"Did the Old Sect Master truly say that?"

"If you don't believe me, then so be it!"

Lu Xiuwen's face hardened, and he broke free from the restraint, jumping down from high altitude again.

The two powerful individuals responsible for protecting Lu Xiuwen exclusively felt like dying at this moment.

This living ancestor would commit suicide without a word; who the hell would dare to defy his wishes!

The thin Old Man immediately cast a spell to lift him again, and at the same time said:

"I need to discuss this matter with the Old Sect Head."

"Tell my father that if he doesn't make my Big Brother the Saint of the Giant Elephant Sect within three days, I'll die right in front of him!

I want to see my mother in the Nine Springs! Oh, my dear mother, why did you leave me and go!"

As Lu Xiuwen spoke, he started crying with snot and tears, and as he cried, he almost started singing...

The two couldn't endure his torment and could only have one follow Lu Xiuwen while the other quickly returned to the Sect to report the situation.

A moment later.

The Core Formation Stage guard personally intervened to stop Qin Feng, who was on his way.

After stopping him, he consciously retreated a few feet away, continuing to fulfill his duty of ensuring safety.

"Why are you here again?"

Qin Feng frowned as he looked at Lu Xiuwen, a helpless expression in his eyes.

"Big Brother."

Lu Xiuwen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He glanced at the guard beside him, then extended his hand to cast a sound-insulating shield, and a sly smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Big Brother, the moment I saw you, I felt you were a Dragon and Phoenix among men, with an indescribable temperament."

"..."

"I've already told my father to make you the Saint of the Giant Elephant Sect. From now on, you'll also receive the protection of my Giant Elephant Sect, but can I ask you for one thing?"

"What is it?"

Qin Feng was full of questions, and at the same time, he turned to look at the Nascent Soul stage cultivator not far away, who was still staring with a gloomy gaze.

"I feel like you're not a good person. Can you take me to play?"

..."Play what?"

"Uh... You're already so old, don't you know what men play?"

Qin Feng looked at his rough hands and then touched the beard on his cheek, only then realizing that he indeed looked old.

And the dignified Saint of the Giant Elephant Sect, a Genius fatty who embodied status, honor, and Aptitude, actually blushed uncharacteristically when he said this...