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The terrifying aura vanished in an instant, but that brief moment made the five feel as if they were facing a great enemy, their backs chilled. Only Tang Zhenghao remained calm, completely unaware of the change in the surrounding atmosphere.
Xu Feng felt powerless for the first time; the strength of the White-faced Man was unfathomable. Even if he stood there and allowed Xu Feng to shoot at him, he wouldn't be able to touch him at all. What kind of power did he possess? Could he possibly be a Foundation Establishment Practitioner?
Among cultivators, if there are no special methods to conceal one's aura, those with higher strength can usually gauge the cultivation level of those weaker than them, while lower-level practitioners cannot discern the levels of higher ones and can only make rough guesses about a range.
Tang Zhenghao softly said, "It's him," and then pointed at Xu Feng.
Tang Zhenghao's finger was like a soul-reaping stick; that single gesture felt like a death sentence for Xu Feng. He couldn't understand where he had offended Tang Zhenghao. At that moment, he felt cold all over, his eyes narrowing. He was ready to draw his bow and retaliate at the slightest movement from the White-faced Man, willing to fight regardless of the outcome.
The powerful aura of the White-faced Man had dissipated without a trace. He glanced at Xu Feng and asked, "Young man, what is your name?"
"Xu Feng," Xu Feng replied warily.
"I'll remember that," the White-faced Man said no more, handed a box to Tang Zhenghao, and turned to leave. Two sword-wielding men jumped down from the wall and pulled out a large coffin from the last cart brought back by Tang Zhenghao. They hoisted it up and followed him out.
Once the three left, Xu Feng and the others felt as if they had been granted amnesty, their hearts still racing with fear.
"Tang Manager," Xu Feng said, though he sensed that the White-faced Man meant no harm, he still felt a bit displeased. "In the future, let us know in advance if something is going on; scaring people can lead to serious consequences."
Only then did Tang Zhenghao notice the unusual expressions on the faces of the five. He quickly said, "Fellow cultivators, please don't misunderstand. That person just now is my guest. I returned from Beast City this time to take care of something for him."
"Then why did you point at me earlier?" Xu Feng asked irritably.
Tang Zhenghao was taken aback, realizing that Xu Feng might have misunderstood. He hurriedly explained, "Xu Feng has been escorting me all this way; I wouldn't dare take credit for it and naturally needed to mention it to my guest."
So that's how it was; Xu Feng felt relieved.
"How could something belonging to a cultivator be escorted by mere mortals?" Xu Feng asked leisurely.
Tang Zhenghao was momentarily at a loss for words. Xu Feng noticed his discomfort and did not press further, saying, "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's leave it at that. Next time, if there's anything, just give a heads-up. Otherwise, it could lead to some trouble."
"I wouldn't dare," Tang Zhenghao replied, not understanding the matters of cultivators, and could only nod in agreement.
The five of them were relieved and returned to their rooms.
Feeling the significant gap from earlier, Xu Feng could no longer sleep. He practiced the Spirit Serpent Sword Technique in his room, combining it with the live combat he had observed from Qian Shixiong and the others. His understanding of the sword techniques deepened further.
Xu Feng approached swordsmanship with a knife's perspective; practicing sword techniques did not require grand displays. All methods ultimately converge to the same path. Unbeknownst to him, Xu Feng had completely comprehended the essence of the Spirit Serpent Sword Technique.
The Spirit Serpent Sword Technique was originally the Basic Swordsmanship of the Wan Jian Sect and was not a secret technique. Every entry-level disciple received a copy to cultivate their proficiency with the sword. It was akin to the youth's boxing or eighteen staff techniques in the mortal realm, but with the application of Spiritual Energy, its level was vastly different.
With Xu Feng's mastery in knife techniques, he quickly assimilated this sword technique. If he were to face an opponent now, he could fully utilize the Spirit Serpent Sword Technique in battle, yet outsiders would not recognize that his swordplay derived from it.
Having mastered the sword technique, Xu Feng took out the Golden Yuan Slash he had obtained from Zhao Shixiong and began to study it.
The Golden Yuan Slash was a Jinxi internal cultivation method focused on refining metal energy. Among the five elements, Jinxi possessed the greatest lethality and attack power; a Jinxi cultivator would far surpass those of the other four elements in combat.
This Golden Yuan Slash was divided into eight layers, each layer doubling in power but also becoming more challenging to cultivate. Drawing from his previous experience with Fire Technique, Xu Feng quickly finished reading through Golden Yuan Slash and grasped its basic cultivation direction.
Just as he was about to start cultivating the first layer, he heard Xu Feng's voice outside. It turned out that it was already bright outside.
Xu Feng tidied up his belongings and stepped out of his room. Xufeng and the others were waiting for him outside. When Wang Yuexin saw Xu Feng come out, he said, "Brother Xu, let's go register for next month's competition."
The five referred to each other as brothers; they had felt awkward about it before, but now looking at the four of them, their voices remained unchanged while their faces looked entirely different. It seemed that the effects of the Disguise Pill had worn off. They appeared as young men similar in age to Xu Feng.
Wang Yuexin had been to Xian City before and was familiar with the terrain. He led everyone through winding paths out of the city. The roads became increasingly remote, and they encountered fewer people along the way. The few they did see bore wary expressions; it was clear they were all cultivators as well.
After walking for about an hour, they arrived at a remote Mountain Valley. At the foot of the mountain, there was a courtyard surrounded by many people, who did not seem to be ordinary.
Xu Feng asked a nearby person who was also wandering around and learned that the courtyard was the registration place for disciples of the New Moon Sect.
The five of them entered the courtyard and saw three tables set up in the central area at the back, where three individuals were registering applicants lined up in three queues. Those who completed their registration received no token but were informed of the competition time and location before exiting through a side door.
Behind each of the three registrars stood two men in white robes from the New Moon Sect, their eyes sparkling with vitality, far stronger than Zhao Shixiong and Qian Shixiong from Wan Jian Sect.
Hmm, these white-robed figures look somewhat familiar; it turns out they are...
Xu Feng thought thoughtfully. Turning around, he noticed that Wang Yuexin and the others had already split into three different lines and were signaling for Xu Feng to hurry up and join a queue. Although Xu Feng felt frustrated about his Five Elements Spiritual Root, he still chose to line up at the queue on the right side.
Before long, Wang Yuexin and the others completed their registration and exited the courtyard.
"Name," it was finally Xu Feng's turn.
"Xu Feng."
"Age."
"18."
"Cultivation Level."
"Qi Refinement First Layer."
"Come here for the competition on March 15." The registrar looked up at Xu Feng with obvious disdain in his eyes. "Next."
After leaving the hospital, Xu Feng saw Wang Yuexin and the others heading towards Mountain Valley, so he quickly followed. Xu Feng said, "Brother Xu, inside is the Fairy Market; we can buy some things we need."
At the entrance of Mountain Valley, there was also a man in white sitting there. Instead of registering, he directly charged a fee to those entering Mountain Valley, one Low-Grade Spirit Stone per person.
Xu Feng had over a hundred spirit stones, so this small amount didn't matter to him. However, Wang Yuexin and the others were grumbling as if they had lost something valuable.
There was a corner at the entrance. As Xu Feng turned in, his eyes brightened. He saw that both sides were filled with various cultivation supplies. The vendors were shouting loudly to attract customers, and cultivators were bustling about in the middle, haggling over prices. It was just like a pedestrian street from his previous life.
"Hey, how come I didn't see this scene outside?" Xu Feng couldn't help but ask.
"The outside is covered by an illusion array to prevent mortals from disturbing it," Xu Feng explained while searching for something among the vendors.
So that's how it is. Xu Feng had only seen introductions to formations in Xuan Lu; this was his first time witnessing it in person.
The four of them agreed on a meeting time and then dispersed into the crowd to look for their needed items. Xu Feng was unfamiliar with the prices of cultivation items and asked Xu Feng about relevant details before parting ways. With his more than a hundred spirit stones, he could only be considered a "salaryman."
Mountain Valley was not a commercial street; each stall was temporarily set up, mostly selling goods in a street vendor style. Occasionally, disciples of the New Moon Sect dressed in white patrolled to maintain order during transactions.
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