After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

The sharp-tongued youth pointed at the lonely thatched hut in the distance, his expression excited.

Because he sensed Xu Ze's presence.

That day, Xu Ze beat him up in public, making him lose face, so he remembered it even after he turned to ashes.

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes, sensing the fluctuations in the aura inside the room, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to run wild on the territory of my Fire Cloud Valley?"

He raised his hand, about to order an attack on the dilapidated thatched hut.

Just then, the door to that room opened.

A person walked out.

He wore a green robe, carried a sword, and walked with a calm and unhurried gait.

He walked towards us step by step, unhurriedly, as if he were just taking a stroll.

Yan Feng looked at him and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This person is too calm.

Faced with the encirclement of dozens of people, and a lineup of one mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators, he did not panic at all, and his steps did not falter.

"You..." Yan Feng was about to speak.

Xu Ze stopped and looked up at him.

That glance was as calm as looking at an ant.

"Was his last message just one word?"

Xu Ze spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment.

Then, he saw Xu Ze draw his sword.

It was a dark red longsword, and the moment the blade was drawn from its sheath, the world changed color.

The scorching sword intent erupted like a volcanic eruption, instantly sweeping across the entire village entrance.

Those Nascent Soul stage disciples felt an irresistible pressure rushing towards them, their legs went weak, and they almost couldn't stand up.

"This is... sword intent?!"

Yan Feng's pupils contracted sharply.

He then realized that the person in front of him was no ordinary person.

But it was too late.

Xu Ze unleashed a sword strike.

Sword energy, like a rainbow, swept across the sky.

Those seven or eight Nascent Soul stage disciples didn't even have time to scream before they were swallowed up by the sword energy.

The other disciples were even more ashes, turning into dust in an instant, just like paper.

Yan Feng tried his best to defend, summoning all his protective magic treasures, but he was still shocked by the sword energy and coughed up blood, flying backward.

He struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at the young man in the blue robe slowly approaching.

"You...you can't kill me! My grandfather is the Valley Master of Fire Cloud Valley..."

Xu Ze walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Noisy."

A flash of sword light.

Yan Feng's head flew off, his eyes still filled with disbelief and terror.

Xu Ze sheathed his sword and turned to walk back.

Behind them lay devastation and corpses strewn across the land.

In an instant.

The clouds in the sky trembled.

Those gazes, though thousands of miles away, were now filled with boundless fury.

"You brat, how dare you kill my grandson?!"

"Elders and disciples of Fire Cloud Valley, heed my command! All disciples with cultivation levels of Nascent Soul or above, come forth in full force and vow to kill this man!"

The Valley Master of Fire Cloud Valley transmitted his voice repeatedly, and the aura of the Tribulation Transcending stage flashed by. The entire ground seemed to tremble, and the residents of the town were filled with fear.

Then, countless figures flew into the sky from within Fire Cloud Valley.

Before me, a simple thatched hut stood quietly, with wisps of smoke rising from its chimney.

He walked back into the yard and pushed open the door.

"If you kill the young one now, the old one will come later."

Inside the room, Mu Yan had already appeared, sitting at the table, resting her chin on her hand and looking at him. "What's the next step?"

"Let's charge in."

"We're going to Fire Cloud Valley?!" Mu Yan never expected this young man to be so bold.

A hint of excitement even appeared in her eyes.

That's exactly the feeling!

This guy is insane.

I like it!

"Yeah, I thought these guys would help me break through, but who knew I couldn't enjoy myself at all."

"You don't need to do anything later, let me handle it."

Xu Ze's face was full of lingering satisfaction, and deep in his eyes, the Burning Heaven Sword Intent seemed to want to devour everything.

It seems that even the genius of ten thousand years ago was no different from a good-for-nothing.

Mu Yan smiled, stood up, and served him another bowl of porridge.

"Shall we eat some more? It's still warm."

"..."

A moment later, when Mu Yan tore through the void, carrying Xu Ze across mountains and rivers, and arrived at the territory of Fire Cloud Valley.

The once imposing patriarch of Fire Cloud Valley immediately deflated after speaking.

no?!

How did he get here?!

He hadn't even finished his harsh words yet!!

……

On the other side, on the Tianyuan Continent.

The imperial capital of the Central Immortal Continent is celebrating its grandest day in three hundred years.

The grand event, which aimed to foster friendship through martial arts, was finally launched amidst great anticipation. This event, personally planned by the Fourth Prince Mu Jun, was a testament to the event's purpose.

The entire floating city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, from the outer city to the inner city, from the cloud bridge to the market, everywhere was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Various flags fluttered in the wind, including the dragon-patterned flag representing the royal family, the family crests of the four major families, and the royal flags of the six feudal lords...

The vibrant colors adorn this colossal city suspended high in the sky, making it resemble a fairyland.

The cloud bridge was teeming with people.

They were all cultivators from various regions of this continent, recruited by powerful families and clans, fighting their own battles.

It can be said that Golden Elixir is as common as a dog, and Nascent Soul is everywhere.

Even Nascent Soul stage cultivators are considered ordinary in this crowd.

“…Miss, that young master Xu hasn’t shown up for several days.”

Prime Minister's House.

Butler Qin Fu looked at the woman in front of him with a hesitant expression. "Should I send someone to invite her again?"

Looking at the crowds in the distance.

Qin Yi bit her lip lightly, "No need, don't bother him."

Although the plan was to have Xu Ze take some action.

This way, the Qin family can save face.

But this senior's background is mysterious; helping me is a favor, not helping me is his right.

Not to mention that he was also his savior.

"Let Uncle Liu go on stage. One Void Refinement stage cultivator plus a few Nascent Soul stage cultivators should be enough..."

Just as Qin Yi was about to hand over the list of her guest retainers.

The horizon not far away.

A white figure was transforming into a streak of light and disappearing.

"This is the location the master gave us, right?"

Bai Yuxi looked excitedly at the scenery of the Central Immortal Continent beneath her feet and said with some pride:

"Hmph, old woman, I got here faster than you..."

Chapter 148 Refining the Void

The nine-tailed fox is born with an innate 'yin constitution'. Once it grasps the cultivation method most suitable for its origin, its cultivation will naturally advance by leaps and bounds.

Not to mention that before Bai Yuxi went into seclusion, she and Xu Ze played duo queue games day after day...