Chương 118: Return

If he should fight Su Mu again now, Long feng probably wouldn't end up in such a life threatening situation. As Long feng walked away, he sensed many people standing on the outskirts of the battlefield while some Yin level cultivators even walked in trying to reach the depths of the field but failed. Only peak Yin level cultivators and above could walk into this chaotic field of sword and demon energy.

From a bird's eye view, the entire field was separated into two, one white and one black which competed and clashed repeatedly. It reminded Long feng of the sight he witnessed when he was in a coma, the birth of the world. With a sigh, he left without looking back. The Yang level powers of the province must have been alerted by this battle and would definitely send people to come and investigate. Long feng couldn't remain here. Besides, he wanted to return to the sect after roaming around for five months.

On the way back, Long feng didn't meet any disciples of the Yang level powers blocking the way.

"Just as I thought...!" They had probably headed to star mountain city leaving few peak Yin level cultivators to block the cities. Other than pausing to rest on the way, Long feng practically did nothing. A few days after he left star mountain city, Long feng returned to the capital city of Jianhai province, Gan yu city and soon spotted a vast plain from a distance. This plain was Mortal heaven sect which was protected by a protective formation.

The formation was the work of Lord Yi Ming, the chief soul cultivator of the sect and it could withstand the full powered attack of a middle rank Yang cultivator! When Long feng asked Lord Yi Ming about the formation, he was shocked to find out that the latter actually spent a full twenty years just setting up the formation for the sect. Taking out a brown token, Long feng directly entered the plain. The surrounding space churned and a Majestic gate appeared before him.

Two human statues wielding sword stood on each side of the gate staring proudly into the heaven.

"Who goes there?!" A voice resounded as Long feng walked towards the gate. Without even speaking, he showed the brown token to the guards and they let him pass. The token was his identity as a disciple of Mortal heaven sect and only the sect members possessed them. Long feng knew his way around and walked past the outer court and inner court, entering the Elite court and headed straight to Yan Jian's pavilion. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.

"Brother Yan!" Long feng spotted Yan Jian outside his pavilion seated on a bench staring at the sky. Upon hearing Long feng's voice, he almost fell off his seat.

"Brother feng? You're back?" He asked in shock as he rose to his feet.

"Of course I'm back." Long feng walked over and sat on the seat opposite Yan Jian.

"You...!" Yan Jian blurted out and sat down dejectedly.

"What happened? You don't want me back?" Long feng smiled. Yan Jian waved his hand.

"No! No! It's not that. But you shouldn't have returned, brother feng. Why... Ha!" He sighed. Long feng smiled lightly and stared at Yan Jian with great interest.

"Why?"

"You just shouldn't have returned. Han Man sent someone to check on you almost every month since you left. The news of your challenge has spread all over the sect and beyond. Everyone knows that you challenged Han Man to a duel in ten months and they all thought you ran away these past months. The matter was about to die down but you just had to come back at this time!" Yan Jian almost forgot to breath while speaking. Long feng beside himself in amusement.

"Is that all? Since I returned, I am naturally confident in my chances of defeating Han Man. Don't worry about me" he replied. Yan Jian pulled at his hair.

"You don't understand the current situation. Han Man made a breakthrough after returning from the Origin Spirit Land! He is now a second Yang level cultivator and can even compete against third Yang cultivators!" Yan Jian added. Hearing that, Long feng furrowed his brows slightly.

"He actually broke through? It seems he also made some gains from the Spirit Land. But that is still only an insignificant problem." He spoke to himself audibly. Hearing what Long feng said, Yan Jian almost spat blood from frustration.

"That is a second Yang cultivator you are calling insignificant!" Long feng laughed, relaxing his furrowed brows.

"Don't bother yourself. I know what I am doing. If he can make a breakthrough, then so can I." He replied.

"Where's Li yu'er anyway?" He changed the topic.

"Where else would she be? That cold witch almost spends her whole life in her pavilion." Yan Jian sneered, then shuddered as if he recalled something. Long feng laughed.

"Brother Yan, congratulations. You also made a breakthrough?" He observed Yan Jian and found that Yan Jian had reached the third Yin level. His aura was also stable, meaning that his cultivation was solid. It must be known that just five months ago, Yan Jian was a rank one Yin level cultivator! His cultivation speed was also incredible. Yan Jian snorted.

"Forget me. Li yu'er's cultivation speed is infuriating. She is already a sixth Yin level cultivator."

"Well, I'm going to say hi. You're coming?" Long feng stood up and asked. Yan Jian nodded.

"Let's go." The duo walked out of Yan Jian's courtyard and walked towards another pavilion some hundred meters away. On the way though, Long feng felt that almost everyone they met on the road were staring at him and avoiding him like a plague. Their expressions were mostly that of pity and scorn, though some of them were neutral. That made him feel awkward.

"It seems that everyone already knows who I am." Long feng scratched his nose and chuckled. Yan Jian sighed.

"You really shouldn't have returned. No one believes that you have any chance of defeating Han Man." Long feng smiled thinly.

"Even you?" He asked.

"Well, he is a genuine Yang cultivator after all." Yan Jian shrugged.

"Then no matter what I tell you, you won't stop worrying. Just wait for the fight. Who the winner and loser will be remains to be seen." Long feng remarked casually.

"Alright forget about that. We're here." Yan Jian led Long feng into a courtyard. A pavilion stood in the middle of the courtyard and there was no sign of someone living here at all. That was understandable though, because according to Yan Jian, Li yu'er barely ever left her pavilion. She seemed to prefer being alone.

"Li yu'er's situation has been worsening in these five months. Lord Yi Ming personally attended to her almost every month." Yan Jian said.

"Hm" Long feng had nothing to say to that. Yan Jian had no idea about the demon entity within Li yu'er's dantian which was slowly feeding on her life source and how much she wanted to avenge her clansmen. She had been bitterly cultivating all this while just so that she could go in search of someone called Limitless blood assassin, a spirit level cultivator. Her hatred for him was something that could only be quenched by his life. Sadly, her hope of getting her revenge was almost non existent.

Judging from how fast her life source was being devoured, she had less than two years to live. Could she really reach the spirit realm within a year and half? It must be known that the spirit level cultivators in this Continent could be counted on two hands! And among all those spirit level masters, who was not a monster who lived for tens of years? If Li Yue'er really became a spirit cultivator within a year and half, then those monsters would really have no tears to cry.