Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"An attack by the Wusheng Cult?"

Lu Feng frowned slightly, his face solemn.

Now, after several months apart, not only has his own strength increased significantly, but Shen Tianzhong in front of him is no exception. His cultivation has also broken through to the fifth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, making him even stronger than Cheng Xuyuan, who was ranked fourth in the Five Spirits Gathering!

Even so, Shen Tianzhong was still no match for that Wusheng Sect master, and was almost instantly injured and killed!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, could it be that you didn't even get a clear look at the face of the person who made the move?"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng asked again, seemingly wanting to find out more information.

After all, the simple truth that "know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle" is something even a three-year-old can understand.

"Brother Lu! Regarding this matter... I am not aware of it either!"

Faced with Lu Feng's questioning, Shen Tianzhong's face flickered, turning ashen. He then lowered his head in resentment, his whole being deflated like a punctured balloon, almost instantly losing all spirit.

"That guy... is strong! So strong it's almost despair-inducing...!"

"Not only was Shen powerless against him, he didn't even have a chance to breathe...!"

Shen Tianzhong's voice trembled slightly, as if he was still feeling lingering fear.

Because this encounter with the Wusheng Sect was almost the most painful and humiliating defeat of his life!

The mysterious Wusheng Sect master not only severely injured Shen Tianzhong in an instant, but the latter didn't even get a clear look at what the other party looked like before everything went black and he collapsed unconscious!

The only thing Shen Tianzhong could remember right now was that the Wusheng Sect expert was extremely muscular, almost as tall as a two-story building, and was holding a thick, black, cylindrical club in his hand, which was extremely lethal!

One-hit kill!

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng stroked his chin while frowning.

According to Shen Tianzhong, the Wusheng Sect expert not only severely injured him instantly, but also did not reveal any trace of his appearance or origin, making it as easy as crushing an ant!

This shows that the person who made the move was not only far stronger than Shen Tianzhong, but was at least at the tenth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, or even stronger!

However, what intrigued Lu Feng even more was that the other party could have easily crushed Shen Tianzhong, but in the end, they didn't do so and instead let the latter go, which was rather strange!

"The Shen family ancestral tombs were attacked by the Wusheng Sect..."

"Heh, I have a feeling there's something more to this than meets the eye..."

Thinking of this, Lu Feng regained his composure and looked at Shen Tianzhong, who looked shaken, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Shen, how are your injuries healing? You should still be able to fight, right?"

"Thanks to Brother Lu, I'm mostly recovered now. It's just that my hands are still a bit clumsy, so I might not be able to unleash the full power of the Judgment Blade for the time being..."

He also pounded his chest, and Shen Tianzhong, who was just recovering from his injuries, grinned, clearly indicating that his strength had recovered to about 70-80%.

"Very good! Next, let's go to the Western Qin Kingdom again!"

Lu Feng clasped his hands tightly in a fist salute, then turned to look at Shen Tianzhong beside him and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Shen, last time you returned to the Shen family ancestral mausoleum intending to pay respects to your deceased parents and clansmen, but you were unexpectedly interrupted by the remnants of the Wusheng Sect. It was truly a pity. Why don't we make another trip this time?"

"Brother Lu, what... what did you say?!"

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, Shen Tianzhong was first taken aback, then his expression turned slightly surprised.

After all, he was incredibly lucky to have survived the last attack by the Wusheng Sect. Moreover, the Western Qin Kingdom is currently in turmoil, with remnants of the Wusheng Sect causing trouble everywhere. Going to the Shen family's ancestral mausoleum again would obviously be extremely risky!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you perhaps afraid? Heh, this is completely unlike your personality..."

Seeing Shen Tianzhong hesitate, Lu Feng grinned and immediately used the most classic provocation tactic.

"Well... okay!"

"Since Brother Lu is determined to venture into the lion's den, then I, Shen, will accompany you. After all, it was Brother Lu who saved my life..."

Despite his reservations, Shen Tianzhong took the bait when Lu Feng tried to provoke him and did not refuse the former's suggestion.

Because deep down he also felt some resentment, and he also wanted to find out who exactly that Wusheng Sect master who attacked him was!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, we'll depart at dawn tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you in Falling Star Town at the foot of the mountain. Don't be late..."

Seeing Shen Tianzhong finally nod, Lu Feng grinned as well, then tossed a communication jade slip from his pocket for contact purposes.

"good!"

After taking the message jade slip, Shen Tianzhong took a deep breath and then turned to leave Shanxing Peak.

After seeing Shen Tianzhong off, Lu Feng didn't rest. He immediately opened his mouth and whistled, "Whoa...!"

Coo coo coo...!

A soft cry came from above, and the next moment a small, snow-white gyrfalcon descended from the sky and landed steadily on Lu Feng's right shoulder.

"My good child, this Grade Nine Antidote Pill is very valuable. You must deliver it to the Luo Prince's Mansion in Dongyun Kingdom intact. When you return successfully, your father will definitely feed you something delicious!"

Lu Feng carefully tied the Grade 9 antidote pill, which he had bought at a high price from Dao Butong, to the gyrfalcon's claws, while reaching out to stroke its soft, cotton-like feathers.

Coo coo coo...!

Seemingly understanding Lu Feng's instructions, the gyrfalcon shook its little head, then flapped its wings again and soared into the clouds, disappearing from sight.

"Compared to teleportation arrays, sending messages by carrier pigeon is much more practical...!"

Watching the gyrfalcon disappear into the clouds, Lu Feng also showed a sense of emotion.

Although Falling Star Academy also has some teleportation arrays that can deliver Grade 9 antidote pills to the Luo Prince's Mansion in Dongyun Kingdom more quickly, these things are ultimately too expensive, and each activation costs a lot of spirit stones, so the cost-effectiveness is not high!

Therefore, unless the situation is extremely urgent, Lu Feng generally won't waste money on this, since spending money is easy but making money is hard!

...

In the blink of an eye, another seven days have passed.

In the heart of the Western Qin Kingdom, before an unnamed forest

Swish!Swish!

Two figures arrived on the wind and landed on the ground. Their expressions were different. They were Lu Feng and Shen Tianzhong, who had traveled a long way to reach the Western Qin Kingdom.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, is this the location of the Shen family's ancestral mausoleum?"

Looking at the unremarkable, nameless forest before him, a hint of suspicion crossed Lu Feng's face.

After all, the Shen family was once a prominent immortal cultivation clan in the Western Qin Kingdom. Logically, they shouldn't be so poor as to simply choose an unnamed, dilapidated forest as their ancestral mausoleum.

"Brother Lu, please follow me!"

Seemingly sensing Lu Feng's doubts, Shen Tianzhong grinned and walked towards the opposite forest. He then waved his hand and muttered incantations, as if he were performing some kind of spell to break the formation.

hum!

As a strange array aura emanated from all directions, the nameless forest before him gradually transformed and twisted until it finally became a deep valley, once again coming into Lu Feng's view.

"So there's more to this place than meets the eye, and there's even an illusion array outside as a diversion. Interesting..."

Seeing this, Lu Feng also seemed to be deep in thought, and then followed Shen Tianzhong into the opposite valley.

The two walked into the valley for a few minutes, and soon they arrived at the end of the valley.

A dilapidated and simple small shrine stood quietly at the end of the valley.

Looking around, all that could be seen was desolation. Apart from the scattered dead leaves and pebbles, there were only a bunch of crooked tombstones and graves of varying sizes, clearly neglected for many years, leaving only a deathly silence.

"Brother Lu, this is the true location of the Shen family ancestral mausoleum..."

"To my shame! Ever since the Shen family was attacked and wiped out by the Wusheng Sect, I haven't set foot here for over a decade..."

Looking at the dilapidated Shen family ancestral mausoleum and the crumbling, ancient shrine opposite, Shen Tianzhong's throat tightened, and his face was filled with emotion. Clearly, returning to his old haunts after many years, he also felt a little sad.

"etc...!"

Just as Shen Tianzhong was about to step into the ancestral hall opposite to offer sacrifices to the deceased members of the Shen family, he was stopped by Lu Feng in the next second, and couldn't help but stand there stunned, "Brother Lu, you...."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, something's not right here...!"

Lu Feng also stepped forward, then narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the ground below the ancestral hall opposite, as if he had discovered something strange.