"You girl, your elbows really do turn outward!"
Wei Wuyan let out a bitter laugh, "Ling Feng, after all, is not a disciple of the Holy Land. Moreover, even if it is just an entry-level cultivation technique, in the outside world, it is extremely rare."
Jiang Biyi pouted, complaining incessantly, "Anyway, you’re just stingy! Stingy, stingy!"
"Senior, please don’t listen to Yiyi’s nonsense. If Senior is willing to gift me a secret manual, this junior is already extremely grateful."
Ling Feng clasped his hands and saluted Wei Wuyan. He indeed lacked a method for cultivating divine sense. Since there was a cultivation technique from the Holy Land, even if it was entry-level, it would be more than sufficient for him for now.
"Still, you young fellow understand reason." Wei Wuyan nodded, looked Ling Feng up and down, and with some admiration said, "After a few months’ absence, your cultivation has actually broken through to this level. Not bad, not bad."
"Senior, you overpraise me." Ling Feng replied with a modest smile.
Wei Wuyan laughed heartily, "I, Wei Wuyan, have always been straightforward. With your talent, staying in the Sky White Empire would be a pity. If you have the intention, you can take this token and come to the East Spirit Immortal Pond to find me in the future. I will naturally recommend you to join the Holy Land."
As he spoke, Wei Wuyan tossed out a token. It was unknown what materials this token was made of, and the words "East Spirit" were engraved on it.
"Thank you, Senior." Ling Feng clasped his hands in a salute toward Wei Wuyan, "After I’ve dealt with some trivial matters, I will definitely go to the East Spirit Immortal Pond to find you, Senior."
Since he aimed to pursue the Martial Arts Peak and step on the Immortal Path, naturally, he could not sit in a well and look at the sky. With his growth rate, he would eventually have to leave the Sky White Empire and enter a broader world.
However, before that, there were still some matters he had to resolve.
He decided to give himself about a year, during which the Eastern Capital Yan Family, the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch Lee Qingling, the Ghost-faced Demon Lord Lin Canglang, and also the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor of the Southern Border...
All these enemies, both overt and covert, should be dealt with as much as possible to avoid leaving any hidden dangers.
"Hmm, with your talent, it won’t take long for you to become a true disciple of the Holy Land."
Wei Wuyan gently patted Ling Feng’s shoulder, evidently having high hopes for Ling Feng’s future.
As for Jiang Biyi beside him, she bit her lip, somewhat unwillingly, "Uncle Wei, do we really have to return to the Immortal Pond?"
"Yes, since the Yu Xu Ring has been retrieved, there’s no need for you to stay within the Sky White Empire. After being away for so long, the master should be missing you very much."
Wei Wuyan said indifferently.
Jiang Biyi pouted, knowing she must return to the East Spirit Immortal Pond this time. She turned and glanced at Ling Feng, gritting her teeth, "Hey, bad guy, you must come to the Immortal Pond soon."
"Uh..." Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I will."
"Also, when you arrive at the Immortal Pond, you must come to find me!"
"When I arrive at the East Spirit Immortal Pond, in a place unfamiliar to me, I will definitely come to find you, as a friend, hehe..."
Ling Feng scratched the back of his head, always feeling that the girl’s expression was a bit off.
Jiang Biyi raised her beautiful eyes, gazing deeply at Ling Feng, as if making a certain decision. Suddenly, she took a step forward, tiptoed, and like a dragonfly skimming the water, kissed Ling Feng on the cheek.
Then, like fleeing, she ran out of the valley as fast as she could.
Wei Wuyan stroked his long beard, gave Ling Feng a knowing glance, and said with a smile, "Young man, work hard!"
With that, Wei Wuyan’s figure flashed, flying in the direction Jiang Biyi ran off to.
In the next moment, he grabbed Jiang Biyi by the shoulder with one hand and soared up into the sky, disappearing in an instant.
Watching the old and the young leave, Ling Feng’s mind went into a brief blank, feeling the "East Spirit Immortal Pond" token in his hand becoming increasingly hot.
"What on earth was that all about..." Ling Feng touched his cheek, feeling slightly warm, shaking his head with a bitter smile, "Can I still go to this East Spirit Immortal Pond?"
The Despicable Donkey folded its hooves across its chest, chuckling, "The East Spirit Immortal Pond is a great place. A thousand years ago, it was already a famed gathering place for all the geniuses of the Eastern Spirit Domain. Only there can you maintain this terrifying speed of cultivation. Otherwise, if you stay in the Sky White Empire, with the thin nature’s spiritual energy there, even if you cultivate till your death, you would at most be a Human Emperor."
"I know, it’s just..." In his mind flashed the scene of Jiang Biyi blushing as she kissed him, his face heating up again.
Girls nowadays are more proactive than ever!
"What are you afraid of? That little girl won’t eat you!" The Despicable Donkey chuckled, eyebrows dancing, "You young master, truly blessed with luck in love. Surrounded by one young girl after another, each different from the last! Watch out for your kidneys, eh!"
"Shut your despicable mouth."
Ling Feng rolled his eyes at the Despicable Donkey, pondering for a moment, deciding to first return to the Sky-reaching Fortress to see the situation.
After being away for so many days, he was unsure if the Red Dust Heart Devouring Gu within Tuoba Yan had flared up.
Just as he was about to set off, he saw Wang Chuanjia walking out from the depths of the Sitting and Forgetting Valley. Clearly, he also saw Ling Feng and the Despicable Donkey, standing on a hill at the edge of the valley, and his eyelids twitched suddenly.
"Ling... General Ling?"
A look of disbelief crossed Wang Chuanjia’s eyes, and he quickly walked forward, exclaiming, "General Ling, you... weren’t you?"
"Haha, you fellow, why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?" The Despicable Donkey glanced at Wang Chuanjia. Although Wang Chuanjia ran away at the last moment, this was understandable; after all, no one would want to be confined in one place for three thousand years.
However, given the Despicable Donkey’s nature, it surely would not miss the chance to mock him a bit.
"Enough." Ling Feng shook his head with a smile, "Vice General Wang, since you’ve come out, let’s return to the Sky-reaching Fortress together."
Fortunately, with Wang Chuanjia here, it saved him from explaining things to those generals of the Northwest Army, for any questions, they could just ask Wang Chuanjia.
"Yes!" Wang Chuanjia nodded promptly, "General Ling, it’s great that you’ve come out. I thought you might miss the timing."
"Haha, luck was on our side; we came out just as the Secret Realm Gate was closing." Ling Feng casually joked.
"Oh, that’s good then."
Wang Chuanjia was half-convinced, but didn’t overthink it. After all, besides this, he couldn’t think of any other way to get through the Secret Realm barrier directly.
"It’s just a pity, General Cao and the others..."
Wang Chuanjia sighed, if only Cao Meng had valued Ling Feng, perhaps they wouldn’t have perished tragically in the Abyss of Death.