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The hurricane arrived suddenly, as if it had materialized out of thin air, uprooting trees and toppling mountains, but it was not intentionally directed at Lingfeng.
Lingfeng did not have the ability to withstand this sudden hurricane with his own cultivation, so he hurriedly dismounted and activated the Follow the Wind Field, protecting both himself and his horse within a protective membrane.
This hurricane was not a natural phenomenon; rather, it was a shockwave inadvertently created during a duel between experts, which then formed due to the influence of the terrain. Therefore, the duration of the hurricane was not long and quickly dissipated.
Once the hurricane disappeared, Lingfeng stepped out of the protective membrane and heard a rumbling sound approaching from afar. Looking in the direction of the sound, he discovered two individuals engaged in combat high in the air. They were not riding Flying Swords or riding clouds; instead, they stood directly in midair, a feat only achievable by those at the Nascent Soul level.
To avoid any unforeseen disaster, Lingfeng led his horse behind a rock for safety. Once he felt secure, he released the horse and approached an open area to quietly observe the two fighters in the sky.
Due to the distance, Lingfeng could not see their faces but could sense that both were male.
They were continuously ascending, and as they did so, the shockwave gradually moved away from the ground.
Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed they were still mindful of those below who lacked magical power. However, such an open duel in broad daylight above was ultimately inappropriate.
The two appeared like eagles, quickly distancing themselves from each other before gathering their strength and suddenly charging at one another. Their swords clashed with a series of metallic sounds. The sparks produced by their blades resembled lightning, impacting the surrounding air.
Lingfeng was secretly astonished; fortunately, these two were fighting in midair; otherwise, the beings on the ground would likely have been reduced to ashes.
After a round of competition, they separated once more. However, one of the fighters in black seemed to be struggling and began to slow down.
In contrast, the man in blue moved like a shadow and acted with ease.
The black-clad fighter had yet to gather enough strength when suddenly the Blue-Clad Man let out a loud shout as if seizing an opportunity. A white Spiritual Energy burst forth from his sword, which then extended by a meter, transforming into a flying rainbow—a white-blue shadow racing toward the black-clad fighter.
Clearly unwilling to engage further, the black-clad fighter feigned an attack as three clones suddenly appeared in midair and flew off in different directions.
The Blue-Clad Man hesitated for a moment before slowly pointing his sword toward the ground. After a brief pause, as the black-clad fighter flew several hundred meters away, the Blue-Clad Man suddenly aimed his sword skyward.
Lingfeng was puzzled about what trickery the Blue-Clad Man was up to when he suddenly saw the white light on that sword intensify and transform into four bolts of lightning shooting straight into the clouds.
“Thunder Strike!” Lingfeng couldn't help but be shocked. He had seen descriptions of Thunder Strike in Lame Li's secret chamber; this Spell could only be mastered by cultivators at the Mid Stage of Nascent Soul, possessing immense attacking power and the ability to split a single lightning bolt into countless smaller bolts for a comprehensive assault.
Sure enough, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, rumbling ominously. In the blink of an eye, a massive bolt of lightning descended from above, splitting into four bolts that struck both the black-clad man and his clones.
Seeing this scene, Lingfeng broke out in a cold sweat.
A Spell like Thunder Strike was vicious and ruthless, typically not used lightly. Did these two have some deep-seated grudge?
Indeed, the black-clad man was accurately struck by the lightning; three of his clones vanished in an instant, while the man himself fell like a kite with its string cut.
In fact, the Blue-Clad Man had not used his full strength; he had only utilized five percent of his spiritual energy for the Thunder Strike. Although it did not take the black-clad man's life, it was enough to render him incapable of resistance.
The two men descended to the ground one after the other. Lingfeng naturally would not miss what happened next and hurried towards them. However, after just two steps, he noticed that the blue-clad man suddenly took off again, seemingly intending to fly upwards. But inadvertently, he caught sight of Lingfeng running towards him.
The blue-clad man seemed to hesitate for a moment before suddenly flying towards Lingfeng. Thinking that the man intended to silence him, Lingfeng screamed and ran back. However, his speed was no match for that of the blue-clad man; just as he returned to his original spot, he suddenly heard a loud bang and was knocked to the ground by someone.
The loud noise seemed to be an explosion—a massive one. The shockwave from the explosion sent dust and debris flying everywhere, darkening the day.
Lingfeng felt a ringing in his ears and nearly lost all sensation in his body; gradually, he lost consciousness.
In a daze, Lingfeng felt as if a long time had passed. His vision was somewhat blurred, but he could barely make out a shadow moving. Then a bitter liquid flowed into his mouth; despite its bitterness, it had a magical healing effect that made Lingfeng feel much more awake and his vision clearer.
Before Lingfeng's eyes stood a man with stubble on his chin and a weary expression, anxiously looking at him.
Lingfeng stared at the person before him in shock, struggling to open his mouth but unable to make any sound. It wasn't because he was injured; it was because he was astonished.
It turned out that standing before Lingfeng was Azure Vine.
“Child, you’re awake!” Seeing Lingfeng open his eyes, Azure Vine couldn't help but cry tears of joy. The recent explosion had been so perilous that Lingfeng had succumbed to the impact and fainted.
Lingfeng stared blankly at Azure Vine, speechless.
Azure Vine was taken aback for a moment, gently patting Lingfeng's face and murmuring with concern, "Did you hurt your head? Why have you become so foolish?"
Lingfeng felt pain and realized he was not dreaming. Unable to contain his overwhelming joy any longer, he burst into tears while hugging Azure Vine tightly.
Although Lingfeng had learned to be strong over the years, the feeling of being without family made him feel unbearable pain. When Azure Vine left the Demon Suppression Sect to cultivate many years ago, he had been out of touch, leaving Lingfeng anxious. He never expected that Azure Vine would appear just when he needed encouragement the most. Thus, the grievances he had suppressed for years finally found a release.
Azure Vine understood Lingfeng's inner pain, his eyes filled with tears as well. He didn't know what to say, but his heart was filled with regret that he couldn't express. All he could do was gently pat Lingfeng's back, offering him comfort and care just as Lingfeng had done for him in the past.
Lingfeng's grievances were like a savings account, accumulating resentment, longing, and desire over the years. Although Enchanting had helped him greatly, Lingfeng knew he had to show a strong front in front of Enchanting. Consequently, his inner suffering intensified and piled up little by little, yet he found no way to vent it.
However, Azure Vine's appearance was like opening a bankbook, unlocking the shackles of Lingfeng's heart and giving him the opportunity to vent his feelings freely.
After crying for a while, Lingfeng's mood gradually shifted from heavy to light. He stopped crying and mercilessly punched Azure Vine on the shoulder while shouting, "Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you write to me? Why didn't you come back to see me!"
Azure Vine had aged somewhat; the lines on his weathered face showed that life had not treated him well over the years. Lingfeng's actions did not surprise Azure Vine; instead, they filled him with joy. If someone can hit or scold you, it means they still care about you. But if someone has grown indifferent and treats you with silence, it means they have lost hope in you.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not the reproach of loved ones but their indifference.
Azure Vine affectionately embraced Lingfeng, rubbing his stubble against Lingfeng's face like a father who dotes on his child, expressing his love in this rough yet warm manner.
"Because I knew you were doing well and would learn to be independent. So I couldn’t write to you; this way, you would persevere!" Azure Vine said softly.
"But I missed you so much all these years!" Lingfeng's tone softened slightly as he spoke almost like a spoiled child.
Azure Vine exhaled deeply and held Lingfeng even tighter, sighing, "I never expected you to grow up so much and become even more handsome!"
Lingfeng chuckled and moved his face away from Azure Vine's chin to take a good look at him. Then he glanced at Azure Vine's blue robe and hurriedly asked, "Could that Blue-Clad Man be you?"
Azure Vine nodded quietly.
"But who is that man in black? Why did you duel with him?" Lingfeng asked again.
Azure Vine seemed a bit puzzled as well. She released Lingfeng and slowly stood up, opening the window to look outside. "That person is an assassin from the Mandala Demon Continent. He came to kill me!"
Lingfeng was taken aback and quickly asked, "Why would they send an assassin to kill you?"
Azure Vine was also quite confused. "I don't know either, but recently many cultivators have been assassinated. I think this must be part of some plan by the Mandala Demon Continent!"
Lingfeng nodded silently, thinking it was likely related to Dominate the Three Realms.
To dominate the Three Realms, one must first conquer the Underworld. In the Underworld, the greatest enemies of the demon realm are the cultivators. With this in mind, the reason for the Mandala Demon Continent sending assassins after cultivators became clear.
Thinking of this, Lingfeng said, "Brother, do you know about Monkey Head?"
Azure Vine was puzzled as to why Lingfeng suddenly brought up Monkey Head. She was also curious about Lingfeng's appearance in the State Government, so she shook her head in confusion.
When Monkey Head was taken into the Demon Suppression Sect by Qing, Azure Vine was still in another Mortal Realm, so she was unaware of what had happened with Monkey Head.
"Actually, Monkey Head is the reincarnation of a Demon Lord, and I left the Demon Suppression Sect because..." Lingfeng explained everything that had happened to Azure Vine.
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