Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Master Lu! I...I......"

Faced with Lu Feng's questioning, Wu Yuncui's pretty face was filled with unease, and she hesitated to speak, as if she was afraid of being tainted by the ancient god's curse and dared not mention anything about the immortal master.

"Xiao Cui, just speak freely! Brother Lu is a super genius from our Falling Star Academy, his strength is extraordinary. This so-called ancient god curse is nothing to him...!"

Seeing the other person's worried expression, Wu Yunran chimed in, her tone full of confidence.

After all, he had also trained at Falling Star Academy for more than two years, and Wu Yunran was very clear about Lu Feng's strength, remembering it vividly!

Moreover, the "ancient god curse" on Xiaoyu's parents was easily neutralized by Lu Feng, and he couldn't do anything to them at all.

"Well... okay!"

Seeing that her own brother had said this, Wu Yuncui felt a little relieved and then slowly explained, "Master Lu, actually, the story goes back to a year ago..."

"Our Wuyun tribe had just migrated to this desert oasis not long ago. At first, everyone was doing quite well, but then something happened, and the entire desert oasis area suddenly became dry and rainless. At the same time, even the newly dug well at the ancestral altar stopped flowing overnight..."

"In order to preserve this hard-won habitat, the chief specially invited a powerful immortal master from the outside world."

"Although no one has ever seen the Immortal Master's true face, thanks to his magic, the desert oasis, which had been parched for so long, finally received rain, and at the same time, new water gushed forth from the well at the ancestral altar..."

At this point, Wu Yuncui swallowed hard, then changed the subject, "However, since then, the Immortal Master's status in the Wu Yun tribe has become unparalleled, like a god, and even the chieftain has to bow down and submit."

"Moreover, anyone who dares to disrespect the Immortal Master, or question the Immortal Master's decrees and maxims, regardless of gender, age, or strength, will eventually go mad and even die on the spot...!"

"Rumor has it that this is a curse from an ancient god, and that there is no way to break it, no cure...!"

After recounting everything she knew in one breath, Wu Yuncui's pretty face was still somewhat uneasy, and her small hands unconsciously clenched tightly.

After all, she was just an ordinary barbarian girl with no cultivation.

Even among the seasoned warriors of the Dark Cloud Tribe, anyone who dares to criticize the Immortal Master or disobey his will and instructions will ultimately be cursed by the ancient god and will not live more than three days!

Therefore, Wu Yuncui was naturally terrified at the prospect of discussing the origins of the immortal master in public.

"Hmph! What a so-called immortal master! Not only does he portray himself as a divine savior, but he also tolerates no dissent and is even willing to take lives at the slightest provocation. What does this bastard consider human life to be...!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaoxiang also snorted coldly, a hint of anger flashing across her pretty face. She seemed to have realized that the "Immortal Master" Wu Yuncui spoke of was no good and had ulterior motives.

"Brother Lu, if what Miss Xiaoxiang said is true, and the so-called ancient god's curse is nothing more than a conspiracy orchestrated by humans, what should we do now?"

Beside him, Wu Yunran also cast a worried glance, seemingly deferring to Lu Feng's every command.

After all, Lu Feng is not only a super genius that Falling Star Academy has seen once in a century, but also the strongest of the three of them. His cultivation has reached the half-step Yuanhai Realm, making him the undisputed eldest brother.

Moreover, breaking the so-called "ancient god's curse" is far beyond the capabilities of Wu Yunran and Lu Xiaoxiang alone; in the end, they will have to rely on Lu Feng, the great Buddha.

"When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it."

Slowly rising from beside the sickbed, Lu Feng's expression remained calm. "Brother Wu, didn't your childhood friend Wu Yunhao say that tomorrow is some kind of grand Dharma-spreading ceremony by a celestial master?"

"Uh, yes...!"

Wu Yunran scratched his head.

"In that case, let's go and meet this so-called Immortal Master tomorrow, and see if he's really that strange..."

Lu Feng grinned again, as if he already had a plan in mind.

...

The next day at dawn, just as day was beginning to break.

Outside a simple thatched hut

Knock knock knock...!

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks came from outside, which made Lu Feng, who was regulating his breathing, slowly open his eyes.

"You're here so quickly?"

Looking outside, Lu Feng's lips curled into a slight smile. He then stopped his practice and stood up. "Heh, it seems this guy's sense of smell is even sharper than a dog's..."

Crunch!

With a single palm strike, the door was flung open. Before Lu Feng could even speak, a tall figure suddenly flashed into the room, then knelt on one knee before him, his face full of respect. "This humble one, Wu Yunmi, greets Young Hero Lu."

"By order of the Immortal Master, I have come to invite Young Hero Lu to the ancestral altar to participate in the monthly Dharma propagation conference...!"

The newcomer was shirtless, wearing bone earrings, and his entire body was filled with an incomparably powerful aura of Yuan energy. He had clearly reached the third level of the Spirit Soul Realm, and his strength far surpassed that of Wu Yunran and Lu Xiaoxiang, who had just returned.

"I am merely a newcomer to your esteemed tribe, and I have never met the Immortal Master before. How could I possibly deserve such consideration, and even have someone come to invite me..."

Lu Feng glanced at Wu Yunmi, who was kneeling on one knee opposite him, and continued unhurriedly, as if he had expected this.

"Young Master Lu, you flatter me!"

Faced with Lu Feng's probing, Wu Yunmi merely bowed respectfully, then said, "Young Master Lu, you are not only a distinguished guest of the Wu Yun tribe, but also a distinguished guest of the Immortal Master...!"

"Whenever distinguished guests arrive, we servants naturally have to go to their door to invite them, which is a rule that the Immortal Master established long ago."