The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 498 Fate's Destiny: Reunion [Part 1]

Wanfengtai, the summit of a hundred towering, continuous mountain range, is as smooth and flat as if it had been cleaved by a knife and axe.

The clouds and mist swirled around the mountains, making the open-air stone platform and the elegant pavilion behind the scenes appear and disappear like a fairyland.

"Fellow Daoists, wait a moment! Is there a young hero among you named Feng Ling? My master invites you!"

Suddenly, a magnificent scene unfolded atop the mountain peak, with countless golden rays descending like a divine miracle, transforming into a golden-haired woman with flowing robes, blocking the path of Feng Ling and his group.

The blonde woman exuded heroic spirit, with golden wings sprouting from her back. Her clear and bright eyes seemed to contain runes of the Great Dao, drawing the primordial energy of heaven and earth from all directions to converge upon her.

The person is not good!
The fact that they specifically asked for Feng Ling by name is really suspicious!
"Level 17 Transformation Divine Bird - Golden-Winged Roc!"

Elder Tong immediately recognized the blonde woman's true identity and background. His expression turned serious, and he flashed forward to protect Feng Ling and the others behind him, secretly sending them a warning through telepathy:

"This Golden-Winged Roc is known as the darling of Heaven, possessing the bloodline of a divine bird. It has an extremely strong innate advantage in speed. Today, it has been targeted by her and the master behind it. If we don't go with her to see it, we may not be able to get away easily!"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Qiubai and Ji Sheng immediately summoned their broadswords and gray-white bone whips, entering a state of high alert.

However, since Feng Ling had not yet spoken, the two of them would not act rashly, but instead looked at Feng Ling with the same gaze as Mo Yu.

The blonde woman remained unhurried, hovering three zhang in front of the black cloud mount, waiting for Feng Ling and his group's reply with an indifferent expression.

"In that case, please lead the way, fellow Daoist! I am quite curious about who this master you speak of is, that he could subdue a Golden-Winged Roc at the demigod level and command him!"

After pondering for a moment, Feng Ling signaled to everyone to put away their weapons.

Seeing this, the blonde woman also suppressed the supernatural pressure emanating from her eyes and nodded, saying, "Please follow me, everyone!"

"Demigod realm..."

A crimson glow illuminated the stunning profile of the blonde woman leading the way. Feng Ling led the group closely behind, a strange glint in his eyes.

If he wasn't mistaken, the blonde woman before him was one of the three golden-winged rocs he had seen years ago on his way back to the Jade Purity Sect from the Dull Weapon Valley, which were hunting and tearing apart serpentine magical beasts.

With Feng Ling's current perspective, she can naturally deduce from her past memories that she was between level 15 and 16 at that time, far from being a demigod.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, she had already reached the demigod realm, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that her advancement was incredibly fast!
"Gentlemen, I apologize! Please follow us to the side pavilion to rest for a while. Our master wishes to see Young Hero Feng Ling privately!"

As they approached the elegant pavilion, the melodious sound of a zither filled the air. At the urging of the graceful figure playing the zither inside the pavilion, two blond men leaped forward, blocking the path of Elder Tong and his companions.

"It's alright, let them go. With my current cultivation level, I can protect myself even when facing a demigod!"

Feng Ling exchanged a glance with Elder Tong and the others, and then they followed the two blond men away.

However, before leaving, Mo Yu's face was cold and aloof. She glanced back at the beautiful figure in the pavilion and Feng Ling, her expression revealing an extremely murderous warning.

"Ahem, your Golden-Winged Roc clan truly lives up to its reputation as the darlings of Heaven. In just a few years, the cultivation of your other two fellow Daoists has also advanced by leaps and bounds!" Feng Ling touched his nose, avoiding Mo Yu's gaze, and turned to the golden-haired woman who continued to lead the way, smiling.

"Oh? Young Master Feng, you flatter me. My two brothers are about the same level as me, both newly promoted demigods. They are nothing compared to the opportunities you have gained in the past few years!"

Upon hearing this, the blonde woman's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and long-buried memories from the past instantly surfaced:

Three incomparably powerful golden-winged rocs flapped their wings across the sky, hunting for demonic serpents. Several human men watched this scene from afar in the low sky, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

All of this fell into the powerful perception of the three golden-winged rocs. However, although they enjoyed this feeling, they still had the arrogance of divine birds and looked down on this group of weak and vulnerable humans who could be destroyed with a flick of their claws.

"In just a few years, he has risen from the legendary twelfth stage, as humans call him, to the Great Sage stage... Master's ability to judge people is truly beyond our comprehension!"

Carefully sensing the changes in Feng Ling's cultivation level over the years, and making a comparison in secret, the blonde woman couldn't help but feel envious.

"Master, Young Hero Feng has arrived!"

"Hmm. Jinling, you may leave!"

Upon arriving at the elegant pavilion, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, and the melodious sound of the zither grew clearer and more lingering, as if it possessed a magical power to strike the soul and purify the heart.

Jin Ling was used to this and respectfully withdrew upon hearing this.

Feng Ling paused for a few breaths before coming to his senses. He looked at the graceful figure playing the zither in the pavilion, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and asked with a hint of doubt, "It seems that the Golden-Winged Roc was able to recognize my name because you, fellow Daoist, revealed it to me. May I ask why you invited me here? Do we know each other?"

Feng Ling couldn't see the appearance or cultivation level of the person in front of him, but he was certain that among all the people he knew, apart from the Divine Envoy Murong and the Ghost Princess, there was no female cultivator who could subdue the Golden-Winged Roc as a servant.

"Hehe, Fengling! I told you, we'll meet again!" Tingxian raised her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips beneath her veil, a smile that exuded an inexplicable yet powerful confidence.

Immediately afterward, before the bewildered Feng Ling could ask any questions, the beautiful woman gently raised her hand, took off her veil, and revealed a familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face.

"It's you!"

As Feng Ling gazed upon the beautiful woman's true face, his pupils dilated in shock, and a storm raged within him.
"Jia... Jia Jiu! How is this possible?"

"Several years ago, when we first met in Luoyang, you were not even at the legendary realm. Now that we meet again, how can you subdue the three-headed demigod-level Golden-Winged Roc and make it your master?"

Feng Ling never expected that this woman was actually Jia Jiu! The daughter of Li Hao, a wealthy merchant in Luoyang and the financial ambassador of the Yuqing Sect.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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