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The night was dark, but it wasn't too late; the mortals in the city were still having dinner.
Xu Feng walked to the East City Gate, where a notice was also posted on the inside of the gate. At this moment, the image on the notice had changed; it still depicted Yan Da, but his clothing had been altered to that of Wuhua Island.
It was quick for them to find out; Wuhua Island indeed had capable people in charge. If Xu Feng hadn't changed his clothes quickly, he might have been recognized when entering the city.
The city gate was already closed, but for cultivators, whether the gate was open or closed made no difference; if they wanted to leave, it was all trivial.
Xu Feng now floated like a cloud over the city gate and landed on the ground outside. However, as he touched down, two other clouds also drifted out.
Two Foundation Disciples from Wuhua Island blocked his path.
"May I ask how you are addressed, fellow cultivator?" one of them inquired. "We have official business and may have offended you."
"I am not him." Xu Feng pointed at the notice on the city wall, appearing disinterested in further conversation.
"If you are unwilling to share your name, then I won't press," the other attempted to ease the tension. "But it's quite late for you to be leaving the city; may I ask what brings you out?"
"There's a leisure center outside the city filled with Female Cultivators; I'm going there to have some fun," Xu Feng replied earnestly.
"Really?" One of the Wuhua Island disciples said with eager eyes. "How many spirit stones? Where is it located?"
"Ahem!" The other disciple interrupted their daydreaming. "If you were at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, I wouldn't ask another word and would just turn away. But since you are at the Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage, please allow me to make a request."
"What kind of request?"
"I have a Verification Talisman here; you just need to stick it on yourself."
"Why should I do that?"
"All suspicious Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage cultivators must undergo a verification test."
"I am suspicious?"
"You weren't suspicious at first, but now you are." The stern disciple from Wuhua Island gradually began to harbor doubts.
Xu Feng saw that he could not go against the situation and said, "Alright, give me a Verification Talisman."
The two disciples' expressions softened as they replied, "Then we will trouble you, friend." They took out an Azure Paper Talisman, which was just like the paper talisman from Ma An Shan, and it was indeed a Verification Talisman.
As Xu Feng reached out to take it, halfway through, a Superior Spirit Sword suddenly appeared in his previously empty hand.
"Thud!" One of the Wuhua Island disciples in front was pierced through. The other one saw this and quickly retreated while simultaneously sending out a sound transmission talisman towards the sky.
"This is bad." As Xu Feng seized the moment when the other party sent the sound transmission talisman, he unleashed his dual swords. The disciple had no way to dodge; he barely managed to block but ended up losing half of his head.
Almost at the same time Xu Feng killed the two disciples, several figures flew out from different places within the city. They rapidly approached Xu Feng in a crescent formation.
Xu Feng had no time to think; he activated the Wings of the Strange Dragon and swiftly flapped them, disappearing into the depths of the forest.
As soon as Xu Feng vanished, four figures arrived at the city wall. All four were dressed in white, with a flower emblem from the Five Flowers of the Mistaken Sword Hall embroidered on their left chests. One of them glanced at the two corpses on the ground and said, "What fast swords and what fast movement techniques; I didn't even see his true face."
Soon after, a ten-member Wuhua Island Team rushed over. The leader of the ten quickly bowed upon seeing the four Golden Flower Cultivators, saying, "Please guide us, Guardians."
These four were actually four Guardians from Wuhua Island!
"Chase!" an elder shouted simply. The people from Wuhua Island disappeared into the misty forest.
The appearance of these four caused chaos akin to poking a hornet's nest; powerful auras erupted from over a dozen locations in Mist City as Golden Core Stage cultivators appeared at the scene in an instant.
Other teams that heard the news also eagerly dove into the forest to join in on the excitement. The East City Gate of Mist City suddenly turned into a plaza for an Otherworldly Secret Realm.
Apart from Wuhua Island leaving first, all other Five Sects had arrived. Various sects were rapidly communicating their tasks for encirclement.
"After seeing Yan Da, signal first, then go up and capture him."
"No matter which faction surrounds Yan Da, grab him if you can; if not, stay close. Make sure he doesn't escape."
"Once again, I warn you, do not underestimate this Yan Da at the Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage."
"Whoever catches Yan Da will have to give at least half of the spirit stones on him to the sect. But then again, you probably won't be able to catch him."
Those scattered cultivators, who had no idea where they got their information from, were mostly hastily assembled, harboring a mindset of killing and plundering, hoping to take advantage of the chaos among the Six Major Sects. A bald Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator dragged a trembling mortal out from a dark corner.
"Were you here all along?" the bald cultivator demanded.
"Y-yes, yes," the mortal stammered even more.
"What did you see? Where did he go?" Several other cultivators gathered around, eager for any useful information.
"I-I saw a... a Birdman," the mortal struggled to describe Xu Feng, who had grown wings.
"Slap!" The Bald Monk knocked the stuttering mortal unconscious with a slap and cursed, "You are the Birdman! How dare a mere mortal insult me! You must be tired of living."
The others stifled their laughter.
The search teams from various factions entered the forest. Each of the Six Major Sects had a Golden Core Cultivator stationed in their ranks, while the scattered cultivators were all Foundation Establishment Practitioners. Without support from Golden Core experts, these scattered groups had little hope and came in with the mindset of trying their luck for any possible gains.
At the East City Gate, the Golden Core Cultivators from the Six Major Sects rested in separate areas. These individuals were usually secluded in their sects, enjoying a life of luxury and comfort, unlike their juniors who ran around chaotically in the woods.
Excluding the accompanying Golden Core Cultivators, there were several groups waiting for news at the city gate: three from Wuhua Island, three from New Moon Sect, and two each from the other four sects. Mist City wasn't particularly large; not all Golden Core Stage Cultivators would be concentrated here. There needed to be reserves throughout the city in case this turned out to be false information; otherwise, it would all be for nothing.
The Grand Elder of New Moon Sect, Qiu Ling, was not part of this operation.
Xu Feng had no idea that he was being hunted by many skilled individuals outside; he only felt that the four people flying out of the city were incredibly powerful and far beyond his capability to contend with. If he didn't escape in time, he would surely be captured on the spot.
In the deep night shrouded in fog, Xu Feng spread his wings and flew swiftly, covering twenty miles before stopping, feeling the pressure behind him dissipate. This desolate area stretched for over five hundred miles, much larger than the Otherworldly Secret Realm. With the darkness and thick fog, it would be extremely difficult to spot Xu Feng's figure.
Xu Feng found the cave where he had previously secluded himself. Although he had destroyed the entrance, he was familiar with the terrain in this area. If he encountered an enemy here, it would be much easier to escape.
After resting for about ten minutes, shouts began to echo through the forest; a search party was closing in.
Taking advantage of the terrain, Xu Feng moved closer to them, circling around the roots of an ancient tree until he finally caught sight of the group.
It was a team from Guiyi Sect, consisting of eight Foundation Disciples and one Golden Core Cultivator. Although Wuhua Island had set out first, the complex terrain here caused them to stray off course, allowing Guiyi Sect to be the first to encounter Xu Feng.
Thanks to the special assistance of Arrow Meridian, Xu Feng's eyesight was twice as sharp as that of an ordinary cultivator. He made a clear mark two hundred meters away and then threw a stone from a distance, creating a noticeable noise.
Upon hearing the sound, Guiyi Sect glanced towards the marked area but failed to notice the obvious insulting mark. Even the Golden Core Cultivator was completely unaware. This confirmed Xu Feng's suspicion: in this place, his visual range was much greater than that of the Golden Core Cultivator.
It was as if one was in light while the other was in darkness. The situation had immediately reversed.
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