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Chapter 218 Auspicious Scales Return to Ancestral Land, Ancient City Shakes the Footsteps to Welcome Them [Part Two]

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes: "Out of contact?"

He also took out the communication jade talisman that Feng Mingyang had given him and tried to send a message.

At the same time, he heard Bai Jue's next words.
"Since there was no response to the message, I used a secret technique to sense the jade talisman and found that his communication jade tablet seemed to be outside the signal range, or perhaps it had been destroyed."

This is very wrong.

Feng Mingyang rushed back to the Northern Region in such a hurry to save his sister, Feng Mingyue.

More than two months have passed. Even if he needs to plan before taking action, this should be done in the ancestral land.

"Could it be that the Feng siblings have already broken the seal and left?" Tang Hao asked hesitantly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Bohan, who had been listening quietly, immediately said, "Reporting to the Lord, Feng Mingyue's seal will not be lifted so quickly; it will take at least a year and a half."

Upon hearing this, the people on the flying boat immediately turned their gazes towards him.

Bai Jue was quite familiar with the Hufeng Clan, but she still didn't know much about such secrets concerning innate supernatural abilities.

"Tell me more," Tang Hao asked curiously.

Now, he has integrated the power of the Yellow Emperor into his own bloodline.

Before even reaching the Core Formation stage, it was refined and purified to its limit.

It can be said that his bloodline is no different from that of the Hufeng clan and the Chenghuang lineage.

He might have the chance to awaken this innate talent someday, so of course he wants to know more about it.

"As ordered!"

Feng Bohan smiled and accepted the order, then slowly said, "Feng Mingyue's situation is not uncommon in the history of the Hufeng Clan."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's expression became somewhat strange.

It seems that the people of the Hufeng clan do have a very bad memory.

It's astonishing that so many people would forget to set a timer for the release of a supernatural power that concerns their own lives.

Noticing his master's expression, Feng Bohan immediately understood what he was thinking.

"It cannot be denied that some have indeed forgotten, but most of them are because they were seriously injured in the clan war and used this to save their own lives."

Tang Hao nodded slightly. With his own clansmen present, this was indeed a life-saving technique on the battlefield.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: wouldn't that mean that the high-end combat power of the Hufeng Clan is very difficult to lose in clan wars?
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Bai Jue say, "No wonder the Hufeng Clan, despite not being particularly powerful among the clans of the Northern Region, has always managed to remain one of the eight great clans."

"That is indeed one of the reasons." Feng Bohan made no attempt to hide anything. "Our clan has always suffered few losses of high-end combat power in wars. With this shift in strength, our opponents naturally cannot keep up."

Bai Jue agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "In addition, you are skilled in speed, so if you want to run, there are indeed very few that can catch up with you."

"Ahem." Feng Bohan coughed awkwardly.

Continuing from the previous topic: "Therefore, over time, the clan has gained a lot of experience in unsealing the sacred spring and can judge the approximate time required based on the duration of the clan's seal."

"Feng Mingyue has been sealed by his own supernatural powers for nearly twenty years. Although it is not the longest in history, it is not easy to unseal him. There is even a possibility that the seal will fail to be broken."

Tang Hao suddenly realized why Feng Mingyang had been so uncertain back then, only saying that Feng Mingyue would have a chance of survival if she soaked in the holy spring.

He thought for a moment and asked, "What are the chances of successfully breaking the seal on a clansman who has been sealed for an extremely long time?"

"Probability?" Feng Bohan scratched his head. "It's hard to calculate like that."

That being said, since our lord has asked, we must give an answer.

After a moment's thought, he came to the answer: "Half and half, it depends on individual luck and the will to survive."

"The one who was sealed the longest in our clan's history was sealed for more than two hundred years and was successfully unsealed. But there was one who failed to unseal after only a little over a year," Feng Bohan said with some emotion.

Yan Yumin couldn't help but ask, "What are the consequences of a failed attempt to lift the lockdown?"

"The person is dead. The amber seal can be broken, but the main problem is the soul. The soul of the loser disappears directly, only the physical body remains." He shook his head.

Brain death? Vegetative state?
Tang Hao seemed to be deep in thought. It felt like they never thought they could survive and were scared to death during the sealing process.

"So either Feng Mingyang is held up by something and hasn't been able to get back yet, or something has happened to him." Tang Hao nodded.

Then, thinking about the situation at the sword-tempering pool, he couldn't help but ask, "The effects of the Holy Spring also fluctuate, right? Is there any pattern to it?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bohan glanced at his master in surprise and gave him a thumbs up.

“The Lord is right. The best time of year is summer, and the summer solstice is the best. The best time of day is noon.”

As he spoke, he gestured to the weather and said, "It's still springtime, and the Holy Spring hasn't reached its peak effect yet. Senior Feng Mingyang might not have arrived yet."

The last sentence was purely a consolation, after all, as mentioned before, lifting the lockdown will take a year and a half, it's not something that can be done in the short term.

As they spoke, the Lingbao Flying Boat swept across a great distance.

From afar, one can already see a large cluster of buildings scattered among the mountains.

The buildings were mostly constructed of a mixture of stone, earth, and wood, giving them a rather rugged and simple appearance.

"That's where the Hufeng Clan is!" Feng Bohan exclaimed excitedly as soon as he saw it.

Then a hint of unease flashed in his eyes, and his gaze into the distance became hesitant.

He was secretly sent by his clan to Cangnan to become a disciple of the Phoenix Palace. Counting the time, he has been away from the clan for several years.

Upon seeing his hometown for the first time, he felt a sense of trepidation, as if he were returning home.

Bai Jue controlled the magical flying boat, which hovered high in the sky, with the protective array already activated.

At this moment, even if someone were to observe this area with their naked eyes, they would not be able to see a single trace of the flying boat.

After a moment's hesitation, Tang Hao beckoned to Shenma Jiliang.

It was bored at the stern of the boat, but when its owner called it, it immediately ran over happily.

"Xiao Ji, you will go with Feng Bohan to the Hufeng Clan to check the situation. Once you get there, treat him as your master and cooperate well."

Xiao Ji was the name given by Wei Qingtan, and Tang Hao was too lazy to change it, so he just continued to call him that.

Feng Bohan couldn't care less about continuing his sighs. His eyes sparkled as he leaned closer, trying to get close to Shenma Jiliang, and even wanted to reach out and pet it.

"Hiss~" Xiao Ji snorted, somewhat displeased with his actions.

A pair of horse-like eyes stared intently at him, with an expression that said, "Don't you dare touch me."

Looking somewhat embarrassed, Feng Bohan looked to his master for help.

Tang Hao also knew that Shenma Jiliang had its own pride. If he hadn't transformed it and it hadn't been affected by the nation's fortune, the other party might not have been so affectionate towards him.

However, he didn't subdue Jiliang as a pet, but as his subordinate.

Subordinates must be clear about their own position and obey orders from their superiors. How can they be allowed to act out here?

"Hmph!" Tang Hao snorted coldly, but did not punish him.

Just by showing his attitude, Ji Liang trembled violently and lowered his proud head.

Then, he made a hand seal, activating the power of the Nightmare Throne, and signed a temporary contract between the two.

The mission for this exploration has been clarified: Feng Bohan will be the primary investigator, with Shenma Jiliang as a secondary investigator.

The former can restrain, control, and even punish the latter, to prevent Ji Liang from acting impulsively and causing unforeseen changes.

Feng Bohan sensed the connection in his consciousness pointing to the divine horse Jiliang, and thought to himself, 'I am now a clan young master with Jiliang as my contracted pet, though only temporarily.'

In ancient times, only the clan leader or the heir of the Hufeng clan was qualified to form a contract with Chenghuang and Jiliang.

Conversely, it is also true that whoever contracts with the two divine beasts outside will become a strong successor to the next clan leader.

Just as he was feeling elated, a purse was tossed to him.

"Take your things back. I don't have time to deal with these things right now."

He hurriedly took it into his hands, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was his own storage pouch. Because of his death, the divine imprint within it had dissipated.

Upon hearing his lord's words, Feng Bohan felt rather disappointed.

Since ordinary treasures need to be processed before they can be brought into the Nightmare Kingdom, wouldn't I have to hand over all of these things to my lord when I return from the mission?

Before his emotions could dissipate, he heard again: "Take these things and use them for now. Do your job well. Once this mission is completed, I will reward you with some treasures that can be used both within the country and outside." Several more items were tossed over, which Feng Bohan caught.

With just one glance, his heart began to pound, and he was overjoyed, grinning from ear to ear—they were all such wonderful things!

"Thank you for your grace, my Lord!" After expressing his gratitude, he received a signal and sat cross-legged on the flying boat, beginning to inscribe his divine imprint on these objects.

There are quite a few items, and they all need to be re-established under a new owner, which will require a lot of effort.

Fortunately, no one was in a hurry.

Tang Hao and Yan Yumin looked down at the Hufeng clan, observing the situation in the city.

Bai Jue took a more direct approach, using his divine sense to probe the area and carefully search for any anomalies.

Her spiritual awareness far surpassed that of others of the same level, and was even comparable to that of a True Monarch, so she naturally had no scruples.

Looking at this and that, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Shenma Jiliang walked to the side with his head down, feeling wronged.

Although he no longer had to live in the small house [Spirit Beast Bag], and could roam freely throughout the entire Nightmare Kingdom, it was something that made Ma very happy.

But the horse felt uncomfortable because its master didn't pamper it and only treated it as an ordinary subordinate.

'No, I must be pampered by my master, pampered terribly. I am Shenma Jiliang, how can I be something that can be lent out so easily?' The little Jiliang's eyes gradually hardened.

After a moment, Bai Jue shook his head and said, "I didn't see anything unusual in Hufeng City, nor did I find any trace of Feng Mingyang."

The ancestral home of the Windcaller clan is nothing fancy; it's simply called Windcaller City, and that's the typical style across the clans.

“As for the Holy Spring, it should be concealed by a magic array. Forcibly investigating it might alert the enemy. We still need Feng Bohan to go in and investigate.” Bai Jue looked at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was not surprised. A strong divine sense is not easily detected, but if it triggers a magic array, it will still cause a reaction.

After waiting a while longer, Feng Bohan finally let out a long sigh and stood up.

Glancing at him, Tang Hao was surprised to see that the guy's face was deathly pale, as if he had indulged in excessive sexual activity.

Bai Jue burst out laughing at just one glance: "This complexion is more in line with your status."

Beside her, Yan Yumin also smiled.

Shaking his head, Tang Hao flicked his sleeve, and a black-gold spiritual light fell upon him.

Feng Bohan's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"There are quite a few artifacts that need to be imprinted with divine sense. My strength is too weak to handle it. I apologize for making you laugh, my lord and the two venerable ones." He bowed awkwardly.

There's nothing that can be done about it; anyone would be overwhelmed if they had so many divine imprints engraved at once.

Whether it was an original treasure or a new gift from the Lord.

If we don't take advantage of this moment to establish a bond with the master, what if we need it in case of an emergency after entering the city?

If it turns out they haven't recognized the owner yet, then things will get really interesting.

He paused briefly before saying, "My lord, then I will take Ji Liang with me."

After Tang Hao nodded, Feng Bohan reluctantly mounted Ji Liang.

It transformed into a streak of crimson light and flew towards the city at the edge of the sky.

On the highest mountain peak on the outskirts of Hufeng City.

A Windcaller sentry on patrol glanced casually across the sky.

The next moment, he froze for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He reached his hand behind him, groping for his companion's position.

They dared not look away for even a moment, for fear that if they looked away, their target would disappear.

Feeling the strange tugging on his arm, his companion frowned and turned around: "What are you doing?"

"What the hell!" The sentry pulled even more urgently.

The companion was even more confused: "What? What?"

"What the hell! What the hell is this?!" The sentry cried out, grabbing his companion and pulling him close.

He grabbed the other person's neck, extended his fingers to the side of their face, and pointed directly at a streak of crimson light rapidly approaching in the sky.

With this guidance, his companions naturally saw it.

He frowned, somewhat uncertainly saying, "It's been so many years since we've seen Ji Liang. This must be one of the clan members who activated his bloodline. Tsk, his bloodline is quite pure!"

The sentry was speechless. He didn't bother to say anything more to his companion. After confirming the characteristics of the crimson light again, he...

An urgent message immediately arrived: "A crimson streak of light appeared on the horizon, with a white shadow outside the light and golden threads hidden inside. It is suspected that the divine horse Jiliang has been born!"

The communication jade tokens used by the sentries are specially made, capable of transmitting sound directly to the superior's jade tablet.

This is to prevent situations where superiors fail to review the information, thus avoiding delays in obtaining important military intelligence.

Upon hearing the urgent message from the sentry, his companion carefully discerned the details as instructed.

"Holy crap, this really is some kind of amazing power!"

The sentry rolled his eyes at his companion helplessly, and was about to say something when a spatial fluctuation came from not far to his side.

A young man stepped forward, grabbed the sentry, and asked, "Where are we?"

"Commander, there, there, there!"

The sentry dared not be negligent and immediately pointed to the horizon.

The moment the young man locked his gaze on something, the surrounding space began to ripple.

Upon receiving the news, all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Hufeng Clan rushed over using the method of [Void Walking].

After they appeared, they all asked the exact same question: "Where are you?"

The sentry had no choice but to repeat the process again and again.

"Elder, there, there, there!"

"Chieftain, there, there, there!"

……

"Let's go! Let's catch Jiliang."

Some of the more impatient elders were about to leap into the air.

"Don't worry!"

The impatient elder was slapped on the shoulder and couldn't fly away.

The clan elder turned around, his face full of displeasure: "Ji Liang ran away in a moment!"

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious."

The first young man to arrive spoke: "That Ji Liang looks to be only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he's still a young horse. How could he possibly run away when he's within our sight?"

The clan elder then calmed down.

Then the other person spoke again: "And didn't any of you notice?"

"What did you find?"

"What? There's someone on their back? They're coming this way!" The young commander slapped his forehead, his expression indescribable.

I felt that the clan chief and the elders were getting older and their eyesight was failing.

Chief Hufeng squinted and looked closely: "Heh, it really is. Then let's wait and see!"

Before long, the crimson light arrived at Hufeng City.

Seemingly having discovered their location, the light swirled above the city before flying straight towards them.

Meanwhile, in Hufeng City, more and more people discovered traces of Shenma Jiliang.

Seeing the direction the crimson streak of light went, they all followed in a swarm.

(End of this chapter)