I picked up the scattered attributes

Chapter 0878

A year is neither a long nor a short time.

Feng Xia's cultivation level seemed unchanged, still stuck at the bottleneck of becoming a god. However, through "friendly exchanges" with the Eight Prodigies, he had accumulated much more power.

During this time, Feng Xia also pondered the essence of attribute-based superpowers.

The final conclusion is...

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As for many ancient secrets, they were unexpected and delightful surprises.

Therefore, he felt no fear of the true gods behind the Misty Divine Sect and the Xuanhuang Sacred Palace; on the contrary, he felt a strong desire to challenge them!

There may still be a certain gap between it and the true divine realm.

Otherwise, there's no reason why others could become gods while Feng Xia hadn't made a breakthrough for ten years.

However, if the two True Gods are nearing the end of their lifespan and their blood and energy are depleted, and they cannot exert their full power, Feng Xia feels that he can still move around!

If the other party treats him kindly, then Feng Xia will naturally see him off amicably.

If they have ulterior motives...

Then the only option left is to send them to their deaths violently.

There are so many bells in the Thousand Autumn Valley, giving one away wouldn't be a big deal.

"Besides that, we should also keep an eye on that mysterious young man. I tricked him, and he probably even clashed with the Black Emperor's power. I wonder if he's healed yet..."

However, Feng Xia didn't have many good solutions for that incredibly mysterious young man.

After all, the other party's cultivation level was far too high, far exceeding his own, and he was also proficient in the Great Dao of Space, possessing a free spirit that could come and go as he pleased.

If the other party recovers from their injuries, they'll probably be the first to come looking for him to settle scores!

"Forget it, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. There's no point in thinking about it now."

Feng Xia bid farewell to the eight prodigies and drifted away amidst their astonished gazes.

"My fellow cultivators, you still need to cultivate more and not fall behind in your studies."

The eight people stared blankly at his retreating figure, and after what seemed like an eternity, they suddenly realized with a start: "This fierce god has actually left the gates of Thousand Autumn Valley?"

Compared to the aloof Valley Master of Thousand Autumns, it was Feng Shen who had more contact with Feng Xia and the others.

But during this year of close contact—most of the time, it was the Wind God's fist, the size of a sandbag, making negative contact with their faces and noses!

Even women like Shuangling and Qingxuan were beaten by the Wind God without hesitation.

They call it: a friendly exchange!

In Shuangling and her group's view, it was clearly Fengshen who was settling a personal score and using the so-called sparring as an excuse to retaliate against their "tricking" of Qianqiu Valley.

"How majestic and transcendent is the Valley Master of Thousand Autumns? At our first meeting, he bestowed upon us the ultimate truth of the Soul Path. He would never do such a despicable thing. It must be that the Wind God acted on his own!"

Unbeknownst to many, Xia Beihai, the master of Qianqiu Valley, had become increasingly imposing.

In comparison, the Wind God gradually became a fierce god and a scourge in the eyes of the group of geniuses, with a lewd appearance and a smile that was as hateful as could be!

"This guy is still calling us 'little fellow Daoists'!"

"Hmph, from my observation, that fiend is indeed old. Although he is stronger than us, he hasn't made any progress in the past year!"

After confirming that Feng Xia had left, the eight people immediately started discussing it.

Frost Spirit Little Yuanjun raised her hand to touch the back of her skirt, her cheeks slightly flushed: "It won't be long before our strength catches up with his. When that time comes, I'll definitely give him a good kick in the butt!"

During their last sparring session, Feng Xia appeared behind her unexpectedly and kicked her without any mercy.

After that, she lay prone for a full two weeks, not even daring to turn over!

After much painful reflection, she trained diligently for several months before challenging the Wind God General once again.

The result is……

She was kicked a second time in the butt.

"If it weren't for the fact that Master Qianqiu rarely interferes in affairs, I would definitely file a serious complaint against him!"

It was at this moment that Young Master Ming Yang suddenly pondered and said, "However, the words the Wind God spoke before he left might have been a subtle reminder to us."

"how do I say this?"

"Although we are reincarnated beings, we are still far from returning to our peak. Lately, I have observed that the atmosphere in this world is becoming increasingly oppressive, which suggests that something big is about to happen. If we cannot cultivate to the Divine Bridge Realm as soon as possible, we may not be able to cope with the upcoming storms."

Young Master Ming said excitedly, "We are all at the True Spirit Realm now. If we can take another step and forge a divine bridge, we will have the initial strength to protect ourselves and be able to recall our legacy from our previous life!"

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

You should know that the preparations they made for their reincarnation in their previous lives were not just limited to experience and memories!

On the Nine Suns Star, everything remains the same.

After eliminating Xie Fan, An Xian, and others, Guanglingxuan was left leaderless. The behemoth that had spread throughout the Southern Star Region fell apart almost overnight.

Communication between the various branches was disrupted; some Guanglingxuan restaurants closed down, while others seized power and annexed the former chain restaurants into their own private property.

This was not unexpected for Fuuka.

Inside Guanglingxuan, the conflict had already become apparent.

Before that, the old master Li Sizhu had been suppressing things, and there were five other people in power, so no one dared to make any moves.

Now that the old master has passed away and the five leaders have died in Yangkong Marsh, the heroes are leaderless, and the turbulent currents hidden beneath the calm sea have instantly stirred up a raging storm!

While the world was shocked, it was not entirely unexpected.

After all, the Southern Star Region has existed for a long time, and the rise and fall of various forces is as common as the rising and setting of the sun and moon. The collapse of a huge entity is just a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

"Yao Wenhua did a good job."

After the collapse of Guanglingxuan, Yao Wenhua, the head steward, immediately became the master of Guanglingxuan in Qiming City.

Moreover, in the past year, he has made bold and ambitious moves, annexing several other Guanglingxuan schools on Jiuyang Star, thus solidifying his status as the master of Jiuyang Star.

For a time, it was incredibly popular.

Feng Xia went to see him.

"Should I address you as General Wind God or Valley Master of Thousand Autumns?"

When Yao Wenhua saw Feng Xia again, his expression was particularly complicated.

Looking across the Southern Star Region today, he is probably the only one who knows that the Valley Master of Thousand Autumns and the Wind God General are actually the same person!

However, he was mostly filled with emotion.

Who could have imagined that the ghost girl Qiaoman, who randomly chose a target, would stir up the storm in the Southern Star Region and bring all eight of the most popular talents under her command?

The person in front of us is someone even the ten great sects find troublesome!

"It's just a matter of status, why bother?"

Feng Xia chuckled on the spot, too embarrassed to say that he was the one playing seven of the eight generals of Qianqiu Valley.

"If that's the case, what brings you here to see me, senior?" Yao Wenhua asked humbly.

Even though his status and position have risen so much, he has always remembered the source of it all.

"I need the information you're looking for. Have you been collecting it all along?" Feng Xia asked thoughtfully.

"I will never forget!"

Yao Wenhua clasped his hands in a fist salute.

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Chapter 0879

For Yao Wenhua, there were two benefactors in his life.

The old master raised him, an orphan, teaching him how to conduct himself in society, as well as martial arts techniques and supernatural powers, eventually making him the head steward of the Qiming City branch.

But Fengxia saved him from dire straits, sparing him from eternal damnation.

If he hadn't met Feng Xia that day, he might have been completely reduced to cannon fodder in the first wave of conspiracies. Perhaps a thousand years later, when people talk about it, they will only mention "the beginning of the destruction of Guanglingxuan".

Therefore, even though he was extremely busy this past year, Yao Wenhua never forgot Feng Xia's entrustment.

Soon, jade slips were delivered to Feng Xia.

"I've finished reading it." Feng Xia scanned it with his divine sense, nodded, and said, "There is indeed some interesting information."

"So fast?!" Yao Wenhua was startled.

The jade slips he prepared were not made of ordinary jade; they contained more than a thousand times the amount of information found in ordinary jade slips.

Even a demigod would need several breaths to finish reading one.

As it turned out, Feng Xia was quite different. With a single sweep of his divine sense, he had seen through tons of jade slips!

Do you want it to be so fast?

"Senior...you really finished reading it?" Yao Wenhua asked cautiously, surprised.