Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

Chapter 125 Wandering in the Spirit and Picking Flowers

call.

The wind was blowing noisily.

Lu Ci and Wang Ai looked in the direction where Han Feiyu and the others had left with fear, shame, and anger, their eyes filled with an extremely resentful and murderous intent.

"Old Lu, can you swallow this insult?"

Wang Ai stared at Han Feiyu with cold, murderous eyes, probing Lü Ci's attitude.

"So what if I'm unwilling? Didn't you see that even Zhang Zhiwei called him 'senior'? Besides, the speed at which he attacked just now was probably something no one but Zhang Zhiwei could have reacted to." Although Lü Ci was unhappy and unwilling, he knew very well the speed and strength of that attack. He had no chance.

That is true strength that is fearless in the face of any numerical disadvantage.

In the world of supernatural beings, Zhang Zhiwei may have been the only one before, but now, Han Feiyu's various methods have absolutely confirmed that he has strength that surpasses the entire world of supernatural beings.

"Are you sure you want to go against him?"

Lu Ci glanced at Wang Ai. After asking the question himself, he suddenly realized that his decades of planning and development for the Lu family was a complete joke.

Faced with absolute power, any means are futile.

"Hmm." Wang Ai gave a deep hum, but the gloom in her eyes didn't dissipate much.

The two then parted ways, each with their own thoughts.

At the competition venue on the back mountain, the extraordinary individuals also arrived one by one.

Before Zhang Zhiwei and the other members of the Ten Elders went to preside over the competition, Han Feiyu assured Zhang Zhiwei, "I'll handle the winners. Let's finish this preliminary competition today."

"Isn't it too much trouble for you, senior?" Zhang Zhiwei asked with a smile, but he couldn't help but wonder why they would go to such lengths to use such restorative treatment methods on these juniors—did they enjoy watching people fight?

"No trouble at all." Han Feiyu waved his hand and chuckled. "I love watching people fight."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled knowingly, and then led Tian Jinzhong, Lu Jin, and Feng Zhenghao over.

Forward area.

The many extraordinary individuals chattered excitedly as they discussed the matter.

Zhang Zhiwei then appeared, saying, "Haha, young people are so energetic!"

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"Look, it's some of the Ten Elders."

"Which senior from Longhu Mountain is that?"

There were quite a few strange people here, and I looked at them one by one.

News of the descent of the immortals is still spreading.

All the major powers, including Na Du Tong, Yao Xing She, Shaolin, Northeast Shamans, Jianghu Xiaozhan, Tangmen, Wuhou, Quanzhen, Maoshan, and Biyou Village, began to learn of this news.

The martial arts competition has begun.

While Han Feiyu was refining his Purple Mansion magic power, he also began to collect these refining techniques.

[Includes Bajiquan]

[Includes Hunyuan solid piles]

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[Included - Golden Bell Cover]

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[Includes - Wuhou Qimen]

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[Includes - Golden Light Mantra]

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[Includes - Qi]

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[Includes - Transformation and Control of Objects]

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[Included - Stepping the Dipper]

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[Included - Swallow]

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The first round of competition has ended, with thirty-two winners.

Han Feiyu then appeared.

"Everyone, to save time, if any of you thirty-two people need to recover from your injuries, you can let this senior heal you, and then you can start the competition directly."

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, Han Feiyu came into full view of all the extraordinary individuals present.

senior?!

Could the legends of immortals really exist?

"Is this the immortal who had Zhang Zhiwei, the 65th Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and the Taoist Master of Tiantong, act as guarantor?"

"No way? The old Celestial Master actually called this young man 'senior'? Am I dreaming?!"

"This world has gone mad."

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"hiss!"

"It's true—"

"The old master calls a young man 'senior'?!"

The young stranger was filled with surprise and doubt.

However, those who possessed the power and influence of sects or families had solemn expressions.

News about this "Immortal Senior Han Feiyu" had already spread throughout the world of supernatural beings. The old celestial master of Longhu Mountain, Lu Jin, the head of the Lu family (one of the Ten Elders), Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, and Lü Ci, the head of the Lü family, had all confirmed that this person was most likely an immortal descended to earth, and that Tian Jinzhong's recovery was undeniable.

This made all the supernatural beings hesitant to act rashly, but it also aroused the curiosity of the sect's experts, and many skilled individuals from the supernatural world have already headed towards Longhu Mountain.

No one spoke.

Han Feiyu was thus spared the trouble of receiving treatment.

A short while later————

The competition to narrow down the field from 32 to 16 began.

[Included in: Rainbow Flow]

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This is one of the few skills that can arouse Han Feiyu's interest, a method that can stir the emotions of Qi cultivators, and is very helpful for the deduction of the "Three Calamities and Nine Difficulties Technique".

[Included in: Feng Hou Qi Men]

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Before long, the list of the top 16 was finalized.

Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Feng Xingtong, Deng Youfu, Wang Ye, Feng Shayan, Zhuge Qing, Jia Zhengliang, Xiao Xiao, Ling, Ye Xiao, Liao Fan, Tang Wenlong, Zhang Lingyu, Lu Linglong, Hu Jie.

The round of 32 to 16 was over by evening.

The contestants also had a meal and rest arranged by Longhu Mountain.

night.

Han Feiyu also began to deduce all the supernatural spells and techniques he had collected during the day in his room.

Knock knock—a knocking sound rang out on the door.

"Enter."

"Senior Han."

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Zhang Chulan walked in with Feng Baobao, all smiles.

Xu San and Xu Si also came in.

"What are you doing here?"

Han Feiyu slightly opened her eyes and glanced at the four people.

Zhang Chulan said respectfully in a low voice, "Senior Han, we've come here to ask you to confirm whether you can heal Bao'er's soul injury."

"Didn't I say one billion?" Han Feiyu said calmly.

"But you didn't treat Bao'er after the competition today." Zhang Chulan recounted the competition today, and Han Feiyu indeed skipped over the fact that Feng Baobao had healed the injuries, big and small, of Zhang Chulan and the dozen or so people.

Han Feiyu looked at Zhang Chulan with a smile, "You haven't even paid the deposit, and you're already asking me to do things?"

The words had barely left his mouth—

Feng Baobao knelt down with a thud, looking at Han Feiyu with desperate longing in her eyes and pleading, "Please, as long as you heal me and let me know my memories, I'm willing to pay any price."

Bang bang bang.

He then kowtowed three times.

Han Feiyu's expression changed slightly as he looked at Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si, "Did you guys teach them?"

"No, it's because Bao'er is too eager to know about her origins," Zhang Chulan shook his head.

Xu San and Xu Si looked at Han Feiyu in a businesslike manner and said, "We are here to deliver a message for the company. If you are really a celestial being, then you should know how important the baby's condition is. Moreover, you hate people like Wang Ai so much that you shouldn't have stood by and watched the baby die."

"You're right, aren't you, Senior Immortal?"

Xu Si's attitude made Han Feiyu smile. "There's some truth to that."

laugh!

Suddenly, another sword aura shot out. Han Feiyu shouted into the void, "Shenyou Zhehua, your Yang Shen cultivation is not bad, but it's not very polite of you to come and see me before you've even properly refined your body."

... "??"

Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si were stunned.

Feng Baobao looked up—