C655 Dull and Clumsy Sword
C655 Dull and Clumsy Sword
On the first day they left the city, the entire team had advanced three thousand miles. It could be said that their speed was neither fast nor slow.
At night, the Cultivator of the Deification Period laid down several array flags and surrounded everyone in a high grade fifth-rank defensive formation. Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period, who was accompanying them, hurriedly released tents from the Storage Bag and let Liu Shengfei, Liu Yuanbi, Fourth Miss, Liu Ruomei, and the Fifth Miss Liu Ruoyun live in it. The five Nascent Infant Late Period warriors stayed in a large tent, and the five intermediate Nascent Infant Late Period warriors stayed in a tent. The warriors could only sleep in the wilderness without any treatment.
Feng Yimo did not have any special treatment. Feng Yimo was not a big deal. He was used to sleeping in the wilderness. Who would have thought that Nangong Yim would be like him, without any dissatisfaction or shyness.
Feng Yimo found a place where he could sleep alone. Looking at the scattered stars and half of the moon, he thought how great it would be if he could absorb the moonlight. At the very least, he would be invincible at night. A Lunar Shadow Chopping could kill everyone!
But this was an extravagant hope. Before his meridians recovered, any thought would be useless.
"No, I have to hurry up my cultivation. I can't waste time!" He sat up and began to cultivate with his legs crossed.
In the distance, Ba Dong's fierce gaze was fixed on Feng Yimo and the sword beside him. "Kid, the Blunt Slow Sword will be mine sooner or later!"
Feng Yimo did not know the name of the sword, but Ba Dong knew that the Blunt Slow Sword was a sword used by the number one martial artist in the Ao Lai Province thirty thousand years ago. A sword was used all over the entire Ao Lai Province, bringing him supreme glory.
Later on, when the martial artist passed away, the Blunt Slow Sword disappeared without a trace. He did not expect that Liu Qingtian would obtain it and even treat it as the prize for the first place in this competition. If Feng Yimo did not appear out of nowhere, this Blunt Slow Sword would have already belonged to Ba Dong.
Naturally, Ba Dong hated Feng Yimo very much, but he did not dare to reveal this hatred too much. After all, it was very easy for Feng Yimo to kill him. When they fought that day, he discovered that Feng Yimo's strength surpassed his own.
"No wonder you were able to obtain first place. So you worked so hard." While Feng Yimo was practicing, a woman's voice sounded in his ear. He opened his eyes and saw Nangong Yim standing not far away from him, blinking his big eyes and looking at him.
"So it's Miss Nangong. I wonder why you are teaching me so late at night?" Feng Yimo pressed his hands on the ground, then floated up and asked.
"Hehe, it's nothing. I was just bored at night and wanted to talk to someone. By the way, is Liu Duansheng your real name? " Nangong Yim smiled and asked.
"I don't know. I was saved by Fourth Miss. I can't remember what happened in the past. Fourth Miss gave me Liu Duansheng's name." Feng Yimo's face revealed a melancholic expression as he replied.
"Oh, I see. I hope you can recover your memory as soon as possible." Nangong Yim said sympathetically. She quietly looked around and suddenly lowered her voice. "You must be careful of Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi along the way. They have ill intentions towards you."
After she finished speaking, she ignored Feng Yimo, who was in a daze, and left.
Although Feng Yimo had expected that the road would not be peaceful, he did not expect that the first person to warn him was Nangong Yim. Why did she help him like this? Also, where did she come from to know that Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi were going to deal with him?
It seemed like this woman was a mystery.
Just like that, the team marched during the day and set up camp at night. The journey went smoothly and nothing went wrong.
On the seventh day, they were more than twenty thousand miles away from Liuyu City. Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi were in Liu Shengfei's tent, discussing something anxiously.
"Big brother, we can't go on like this. We don't have a chance to make a move. In another ten days, we will reach Hsingyi Mansion. There will be too many people, and we won't have a chance." Liu Yuanbi said.
Liu Shengfei frowned. "Everyone will travel together during the day, so there is no way to do anything. But at night, the warriors are almost sleeping together, and we can't do anything in front of everyone. What do you think we should do?"
Liu Yuanbi crossed his arms and rolled his eyes a few times. He looked vicious. He said to Liu Shengfei telepathically, "Yang, if not..."
Liu Shengfei's eyes widened when he heard that. He looked at Liu Yuanbi in disbelief and said, "Second Younger Brother, this is not good, is it?"
"Big Brother, listen to me. A big man should not care about trifles. Besides, we will control the tempo well. Nothing will happen. As long as we kill that kid in secret and let everyone seal their mouths, nothing will happen."
"This..." Liu Shengfei thought for a moment and sighed. "This is the only thing we can do now. Alright, Second Younger Brother, go and make arrangements."
"Alright, big brother will just wait to watch the show. Hehe!"
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On the thirteenth day, although Feng Yimo had been running for an entire day, he did not feel tired at all. On the contrary, because he had been practicing the Mixed Origin Arts, the innate true qi in his dantian had already condensed into a continuous stream of air. If the previous true qi was like a intermittent drizzle, then it was now like a continuous stream of water. The true qi had circulated for two rounds, and the fatigue had completely disappeared, and the strength had increased by a lot.
According to Feng Yimo's own deductions, he should have the full power of four dragons now. This result made Feng Yimo very surprised.
Although there was a difference between innate true qi and spiritual qi, it could increase one's strength. This was something he hadn't expected. He believed that if he kept practicing the Mixed Origin Arts until he reached Hsingyi Mansion City, he might be able to possess the strength of five dragons. As the saying goes, one's strength could suppress ten. Even Nascent Infant warriors wouldn't be a match for him.
After dinner, Feng Yimo was about to continue cultivating the Mixed Origin Arts when a Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period walked over and said, "Liu Duansheng, Second Young Master is calling for you."
Feng Yimo was stunned. He had not interacted with Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi for more than ten days, so why was he looking for him today? Could it be that they were going to attack him?
Although this place was still in the wilderness, everyone was here. Did they really dare to attack him openly?
"Second Young Master summoned you, why aren't you moving quickly?" Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period said impatiently.
Feng Yimo had no choice but to stand up and follow the Nascent Infant warrior to Liu Yuanbi's tent.
Not far away, Nangong Yim frowned when he saw this. This guy was really worried. Didn't he tell him to be careful when dealing with Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi? How could he be so careless and follow them? She never thought that under such circumstances, how could it be Feng Yimo who directly opposed Liu Yuanbi's summons?
As soon as Feng Yimo entered Liu Yuanbi's tent, he saw the smiling Liu Yuanbi. If it was anyone else, they would definitely be confused by his bright smile. However, Feng Yimo sensed a trace of conspiracy in Liu Yuanbi's smile.