Martial Arts Overlord

After paying the entrance fee, Luo Feng, accompanied by Elder Yun, entered Red Mysterious City.

Compared to last time, Red Mysterious City seemed to have become even livelier. The wide streets were filled with martial artists carrying swords and knives. Judging by their attire, many were martial artists from the nearby kingdoms.

Luo Feng even spotted several tall members of the Wild Tribe with demon beasts among the crowd.

Unsurprisingly, all these people were here for the Xinlong Ranking Tournament.

The Xinlong Ranking Tournament is one of the biggest events in the Canglang Dynasty, gathering the top young talents to evaluate the dynasty’s strength.

Following Yun Ling’s guidance, Luo Feng and his companions arrived in front of a grand mansion on the west side of the city, the base of the Cloud Tiger Escort Agency.

"It’s the young miss! The young miss has returned, quickly notify the Family Head!"

"Miss, if you hadn’t returned, the Family Head was about to skin us alive."

"Oh, Yun Chief, why do you look so pale? What happened?"

"It’s not good, Yun Chief has been poisoned! Quickly, go find a physician!"

Several martial artists guarding the mansion’s entrance noticed Yun Ling and her group and immediately approached them.

One of them, seeing that Elder Yun was poisoned, paled immediately and rushed into the mansion exclaiming.

Yun Ling instructed the martial artists to bring Elder Yun inside the mansion. She tidied her clothes, turned back with a smile, and said, "Young Master, after a tiring journey, let me prepare some refreshments..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped, a shadow of sadness appearing in her clear gaze.

On the bustling street, there was no sign of Luo Feng.

...

Leaving the Cloud Tiger Escort Agency base, Luo Feng headed straight to a tavern.

Ever since entering the Red Flame Desert over a month ago, he hadn’t had a proper meal. Now that he was finally back in Red Mysterious City, he naturally wanted to feast.

Second floor of the Red Mist Winery.

Luo Feng ordered a table full of food and drink, eating voraciously while paying attention to the nearby martial artists’ conversations.

"Has anyone recently visited the Red Flame Desert?"

"Haha, Xue Laosan, you just want to talk about Luo Feng being chased in the desert by the Blood Demon Sect’s experts. This has been widely spread, probably across the entire Canglang Dynasty, no need for you to make a mystery of it."

"Exactly."

"Hehe, I thought you guys didn’t know. Unexpectedly, the last hunting tournament was all because of Luo Feng. No wonder the Blood Demon Sect spared no expense to send experts to kill him."

"A few days ago, the Blood Demon Sect’s experts already retreated from the Red Flame Desert. Do you think Luo Feng could have survived and walked out of the Red Flame Desert?"

"Probably not. From what I know, the Blood Demon Sect dispatched thousands of their Spirit Rotation Realm disciples to kill Luo Feng, along with ten demon generals, one of whom was the Corpse Ghost Taoist."

"Corpse Ghost Taoist! The master of the Blood Poison Demonic General!"

"Exactly, it’s said that Corpse Ghost Taoist’s cultivation is close to the Yuan Sea Realm. Not to mention Luo Feng. Even the top ten Xinlong contenders would certainly perish!"

"Sigh, it’s a pity. Luo Feng was the first male disciple of the Linglong Hall and one of Flowing Cloud Region’s two legendary talents. I was looking forward to seeing his battle with Lu Xiao Yun at the Xinlong Ranking Tournament. I didn’t expect he’d die like this..."

"Life and death are unpredictable. Throughout history, many exceptional geniuses have fallen early, he is merely one among them."

Listening to their conversation, Luo Feng swirled his wine glass with a bitter smile.

It seemed that across the Canglang Dynasty, many believed he had died in the Red Flame Desert.

"It seems I need to send a Spirit Mirror to Panlong City and Big Market City to prevent my parents and cousin from worrying," Luo Feng pondered.

Then, the swordsman named Xue Laosan smacked his lips and said, "Speaking of Lu Xiao Yun, I heard some latest news. A few days ago, he successfully stepped into the True Yuan Realm."

Lu Xiao Yun...

Luo Feng’s mind stirred as he turned his ear to listen.

"Lu Xiao Yun broke through to the True Yuan Realm! For real?"

"Yes, martial artists in the Spirit Rotation Realm breaking through to the True Yuan Realm need exceptional insight and a build-up of Yuan Qi, it’s not something that happens easily."

The nearby martial artists were all drawn to this news.

Xue Laosan chuckled, stood up, and said, "Absolutely true! A friend of mine is an inner sect disciple at the Sky Sword Pavilion, he told me personally. When Lu Xiao Yun broke through to the True Yuan Realm, a sword Qi shot straight to the Central Sky Region, its formidable sword force gradually dissipated only after a day and a night."

"Tsk tsk, it seems to be true. Lu Xiao Yun is indeed an extraordinary talent, he hasn’t even turned eighteen yet and already reached the True Yuan Realm. Even if Luo Feng were alive, he certainly wouldn’t be a match for him."

"Mm. Luo Feng’s talent is good, but he started too late, no matter how fast he improves, he can’t catch up to Lu Xiao Yun in such a short time."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, if he could, he’d want to face Lu Xiao Yun now.

His current strength was enough to challenge a martial artist at the first level of the True Yuan Realm. Without suppressing his cultivation, he might directly break through to the early, or even middle stage of the first level of the True Yuan Realm.

He didn’t believe Lu Xiao Yun had the ability to defeat him.

"The man is dead; let’s not talk about Luo Feng anymore."

Xue Laosan waved his hand, continuing, "Together with Jian Wuji, the Sky Sword Pavilion now has two True Yuan Realm experts in residence. Also, the rising star He Qin has progressed rapidly since being accepted as the final disciple by the pavilion’s elder. The ice sword intent she comprehended is extremely formidable, she once froze a mountain peak with a single sword strike. Nowadays, people refer to her and Lu Xiao Yun and Jian Wuji as the three Heavenly Swords of the Sky Sword Pavilion."

"Sky Sword Pavilion is really strong this year; it’s hard to say how other Golden Palaces will compete."

"Don’t underestimate the experts of other Golden Palaces. The second-ranked among the top ten Xinlong, ’World-Chaos Vajra’ Yu Bufan, traveled last year and recently returned to Yuangang Hall. Last year’s ranking tournament, he was the only one to withstand Jian Wuji’s ten moves, his combat power is extraordinary, he likely already broke through to the True Yuan Realm. Also, the Azure Cloud Flying Dragon ’Su Xiaokang’ from the Jade Hall is closing in on the True Yuan Realm."

"Mm, none of the top ten Xinlong are to be trifled with. This year, various Golden Palaces have many exceptionally talented young geniuses, like Ye Siyi from the Jade Hall, so there will definitely be fierce competition."

"Not just that, I heard this year the Blood Flower Tower will also send people to participate in the Xinlong Ranking Tournament. Blood Flower Tower has a teenage prodigy assassin this year, not yet seventeen, who has successfully assassinated a martial artist at the first level of the True Yuan Realm."

Blood Flower Tower?

Luo Feng’s mind stirred, remembering Blood Flower Tower as an assassination organization in the Canglang Dynasty, specializing in accepting money for hire, comparable in power to the twelve Golden Palaces.

"It seems many aim to take the top spot in the Xinlong Ranking Tournament..."

Realizing he’d learned no more information, Luo Feng downed his cup of wine, left money for the food and drink, and stood up to leave.

After leaving the tavern, Luo Feng headed straight for the city gates, preparing to return quickly to Linglong Hall.

"Oh, it’s you!"

Upon arriving at the prosperous city gate, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly called from behind him.

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