I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

This news immediately shocked everyone in the Qingyun Sect.

"What? Lin Feng killed the Holy Maiden and fled overnight?"

"How could that be! Last night was clearly his wedding night!"

"Not only did Lin Feng escape, but Senior Sister Zi Yun also disappeared!"

"Could it be that the two had a secret affair and eloped after killing the Holy Maiden?"

Upon hearing this news, Zhou Tiangu, Wang Hao, and other disciples who were originally on good terms with Wang Long stood frozen in place, their faces filled with disbelief.

Just last night, on his wedding night, Lin Feng won the heart of his beloved and became the sect leader's son-in-law, with a bright future ahead of him.

Everyone was secretly worried that they would have to live under Lin Feng's command for a long time and that life would be unbearable.

No one could have predicted that the situation would take such a dramatic turn overnight.

In an instant, everyone's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled, and their faces broke into uncontrollable ecstasy.

"Lin Feng is courting death! He's throwing away a promising future to elope with Zi Yun. How can Zi Yun be compared to the Holy Maiden? He's completely bewitched!"

"From now on, we no longer have to live in constant fear!"

When the news spread, Elder Zhu was greatly shocked.

He rushed to the newlyweds' pavilion immediately, and then hurried to Lin Feng's cave, but ultimately found nothing.

"I should have realized it sooner... No wonder he gave me the Wood Spirit Fruit on our wedding night!"

Elder Zhu suddenly realized what was happening, stomped his foot hard, but a very faint smile appeared on his lips, barely noticeable to anyone.

"That brat, he left without even saying goodbye!"

This matter quickly swept through the entire sect, and more and more disciples and elders turned their attention to it, all focusing their gaze on the sect's highest council hall—the Azure Cloud Hall.

"Lin Feng is doomed; the sect leader will surely tear him to pieces!"

Within the sect, countless people shook their heads and sighed.

In everyone's eyes, Lin Feng and Zi Yun were on the run, but ultimately had nowhere to go.

With the sect leader's connections and methods, capturing the two is only a matter of time, and it won't be long before they are brought back to the sect.

The atmosphere inside the Qingyun Palace was deathly silent and oppressive.

Sect Leader Murong Yan sat on the high seat, his face as gloomy as a cold pool about to be stormed.

Clad in a long robe and with a sinister expression, Gu Niantong suddenly stood up. His eyes widened, his anger fully revealed: "Sect Master! Lin Feng harmed our sect's Holy Maiden! This is an irreconcilable enmity!"

The elders on both sides of the main hall were either filled with rage or filled with murderous intent.

A gaunt elder roared, "Punish him severely! He must be punished without mercy! Order all disciples of the sect to hunt down this madman and let him know that the Qingyun Sect is not a place to be trifled with!"

The sudden change overnight caused the Qingyun Sect to suffer unprecedented and enormous losses.

Lin Feng completely betrayed the sect, not only leaving but also taking the sect's most precious treasure, the Primordial Ancient Sword.

The Primordial Ancient Sword is the foundation of the Qingyun Sect's heritage, and its value is immeasurable.

In addition, the saintess possessed extraordinary talent, far surpassing that of ordinary disciples.

Given time, they will surely be able to support the future of the Qingyun Sect.

But all of this has now been destroyed by Lin Feng. How could the high-ranking officials present not hate him?

Murong Yan's face turned ashen, and a cold glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "Immediately send men to track down Lin Feng and Zi Yun. Once found, kill them on the spot!"

In an instant, the entire Qingyun Sect was mobilized because of Lin Feng alone.

Meanwhile, under the cover of night, Lin Feng had already ridden the Flowing Cloud Steed, speeding northwards, far away from the territory of the Qingyun Sect.

During the journey, Lin Feng activated the storage ring left behind by Murong Xue.

As the only daughter of the sect leader, Murong Xue is extremely wealthy.

The storage ring alone contained nearly ten thousand spirit stones, and also two Heaven-rank spirit artifacts.

Dozens of top-grade pills for healing, detoxification, and improving cultivation.

There are countless other common treasures as well.

The total value of everything is approximately 50,000 spirit stones.

With such a substantial fortune in hand, Lin Feng felt at ease, gazing at the long road ahead.

Lingwu Prefecture has a vast territory, stretching for millions of miles, with numerous cities and a complex web of powerful forces.

The entire Divine Wilderness Martial Domain is even more vast, divided into three major states: Spirit Martial, Profound Wilderness, and Golden Spear.

The Qingyun Sect is located in Lingwu Prefecture, south of the Divine Wilderness Martial Domain, while Lin Feng's destination is Xuanhuang Prefecture, to the northwest.

Lin Feng sat upright on horseback, dressed in a black robe that concealed his face.

His gaze was calm, and his mind was clear and undisturbed.

The wind whistled in their ears as the swift cloud horse galloped at full speed, never stopping for a moment.

Even so, it would still take half a month to reach Xuanhuang Prefecture.

Lin Feng already had a plan in mind. He took advantage of the half-month of travel to consolidate his current cultivation, comprehend the Chaos Sword Scripture, and finalize his future cultivation path.

For many years, his cultivation has been confined to the small area of ​​the Qingyun Sect.

Now that he has completely broken with the sect, it is like a dragon emerging from the abyss, free to roam the vast sky and earth.

In the world of cultivation, all worldly vanities are illusory; only one's own cultivation is the foundation upon which one stands.

"I am currently at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, possessing the Chaos Body, and can directly confront a cultivator at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment."

Lin Feng muttered to himself as he raised his hand and took out the "Myriad Phenomena Sword Scripture".

This sword manual is all-encompassing, not only including various basic sword moves and the art of controlling the sword with one's soul, but also containing exquisite methods for tempering the soul.

"With my current spiritual strength, I am already ready to begin tempering my divine sense."

Lin Feng focused his mind, cleared his mind of distractions, and devoted himself to studying the profound meaning of the sword manual.

In the days that followed, he worked day and night, tempering his soul according to the secret methods of the sword manual.

The pain of the Soul Refining Method is indescribable; each tempering is like a giant hammer pounding on the soul.

An intense, throbbing pain swept through his mind, causing him to tremble several times and nearly collapse from his soul.

However, the cultivation results were extremely remarkable. The originally loose and fleeting divine sense, after being tempered, solidified like an iron chain, becoming firm and condensed.

Only with such refined spiritual consciousness can one possess the foundation to control a flying sword.

In his spare time, Lin Feng would often enter the small tower space to check on the growth of the spiritual herb seeds.

If anyone were to glimpse the scene inside the tower, they would be utterly astonished and speechless with shock.

The originally withered medicinal herb seeds sprouted from the soil and grew into tender seedlings in just three days.

Several days later, after several changes in the flow of time and the tempering of cold and heat, the seedlings grew taller and stronger.

"With just this small tower, I can easily cultivate rare and precious medicinal herbs that are hard to find in the world, which is equivalent to carrying a blessed land with me."

Lin Feng stroked the small tower, a smile playing on his lips: "From now on, I will call you the Chaos Spirit Garden."

Although the Chaos Spirit Garden is still in its early stages and not yet fully developed, it has immense potential.

He firmly believed that one day this place would transform into a top-tier fairy garden, nurturing all the rare and precious medicinal herbs in the world.

Time flies, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

Through daily study and practice, Lin Feng barely mastered the method of controlling flying swords.

Although the current flying sword's power is still shallow, its speed is its advantage, making it usable.

However, there is still a long way to go before reaching the pinnacle of skill, where a single thought can unleash a multitude of swords...

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and the territory of Xuanhuang Prefecture finally came into view.

As far as the eye can see, there are only vast plains stretching as far as the eye can see, with few rugged mountains and deep ancient forests.

Along the way, cultivators could be seen flying through the air at high speed.

There were also elegantly dressed young men and stunningly beautiful women riding mythical birds, roaming freely between heaven and earth.

Lin Feng did not stop to rest, urging the Flowing Cloud Steed northwards, heading straight for the heart of Xuanhuang Prefecture—the largest city, Xuanhuang City.

As Lin Feng continued to venture deeper into the area, the number of cultivators he encountered became increasingly dense.

Along the way, traces of major families and large caravans frequently appeared, creating a grand spectacle.

These individuals, whether riding spirit birds or propelling flying boats, are all people with profound backgrounds.

After traveling for several more days, a magnificent city rising from the ground finally came into clear view at the edge of Lin Feng's vision.

We have arrived at Xuanhuang City.

Lin Feng dismounted and led his swift horse, Liu Yunju, slowly into the city.

The bustling city scene is immediately apparent, with wide and magnificent streets that can accommodate ten carriages traveling side by side.

The shops on both sides of the street are lined up one after another, neatly arranged, and each one is luxuriously decorated and has an extraordinary style.

All the cultivators coming and going were dressed in fine clothes, but Lin Feng stood out from the crowd, looking travel-worn.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, and easily sensed the aura of Foundation Establishment cultivators everywhere.

Spirit Sea Realm cultivators are also a common sight, and their numbers are considerable.

Occasionally, luxurious carriages would parade through the city, accompanied by throngs of servants and stewards, dispersing passersby along the streets.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, inwardly sighing, "This is true everywhere in the world; there are clear class distinctions and differences in status, without exception..."

He continued walking forward, and after asking a vendor for some information, he headed straight for Moonlit Tower—the largest restaurant in the city and a good place to gather intelligence.

Before long, Lin Feng stepped into the Moonlit Pavilion, sat down in an inconspicuous corner, casually ordered two small dishes, and quietly began to observe.

"Have you fellow cultivators heard? In one month, the six major sects will select disciples to enter the Cangxuan Ancient Ruins to participate in the trials!"