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n389 Revenge Is Fine, but I Won’t Allow It

nFang Yue looked grateful, and his disciples also wanted to thank Jiang Ming. They even invited Jiang Ming to meet with their sect elders.

nOf course, they had to try their best to get him to join them.

nHowever, Jiang Ming was unwilling.

n“Our encounter ends here. Farewell.”

nJiang Ming did not want to stay here any longer. He turned around and left leisurely. Fang Yue and the others were in a daze and could not help but shake their heads slightly.

n“This is a true master. He doesn’t show off his strength, nor does he fight for fame and fortune. The future of such a person is unimaginable.”

nFang Yue knew that Jiang Ming was different from the sword maniac, who was obsessed with swordsmanship. Jiang Ming was extremely arrogant but indifferent to fame and fortune. He would be one of the most powerful people in the world soon.

nIt was also from this moment that Zhang Shan’s name began to spread throughout the Feather Kingdom.

nHuai Mei returned to her sect and reported this matter to the elders. The elders of the sect were dazed when they heard this.

n“He has killed a bunch of top geniuses like Mo Feng. Zhang Shan is both powerful and proud. It is in line with the cultivation path of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Unfortunately, we already have the young sect master. Therefore, we don’t need him.”

nAlthough they said that, they had a feeling that if this person could enter the Ghost Spirit Sect, he would be able to control everything. Even the young sect master would have to give up his position.

nHuai Mei smiled bitterly and asked, “Elders, may I ask what sect the Flowerfruit Mountain is?”

nJiang Ming’s performance was too monstrous and terrifying. It made Huai Mei curious. What kind of sect was the Flowerfruit Mountain that could actually nurture such a monstrous talent?

nAn elder pondered for a moment before shaking his head.

n“I don’t know. I’ve traveled outside the Feather Kingdom and know many famous sects. I’ve never heard of the Flowerfruit Mountain.”

n“Since Zhang Shan could come to the Feather Kingdom to fight for the top spot in the Saint Cultivation Platform, it means that the place he came from isn’t too far away from us. However, I’ve never heard of the Flowerfruit Mountain before.”

nAn old woman with a hideous face, who looked like a demon, spoke.

nFor a moment, everyone was extremely curious.

n“Could this kid be lying? Maybe he’s from a secret, ancient sect outside the Feather Kingdom.”

nWhen Huai Mei heard this, she remembered how Zhang Shan had ignored her and immediately gritted her teeth.

nIt was also at this moment that a faint voice sounded.

n“There’s no need to talk about him. All you need to do is bring An’an back to me. Huai Mei, I’ll give you one last chance. Bring An’an back. I need An’an to complete my cultivation. I can’t lose anything!”

nHuai Mei’s expression changed.

nThis person was the young sect master, who had a lofty status and extraordinary talent. Even if his cultivation level was not as high as those of the older generation, he was not someone ordinary people could look down on.

n“Of course, I will go and find Zhu An’an now!”

nAt the same time, in the Divine Eye sect, when they learned of Liu Xuantong’s death, a huge commotion broke out.

nCountless experts were filled with hatred and wanted to take revenge.

nIt was also at this moment that a powerful and terrifying aura suddenly descended, causing people to shrink back in fear.

nFor a moment, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.

nThey realized who had appeared.

nIt was the current leader of the Divine Eye Sect, Master Liu Changsheng!

n“Greetings, Master!”

nCountless experts and higher-ups of the sect knelt down and bowed.

nLiu Changsheng looked down and then looked away. His eyes were shining with starlight.

n“Liu Xuantong is dead. Therefore, we’ll choose another person to go to the Land of Inheritance and train outside the Feather Kingdom. As long as that god doesn’t die, the Divine Eye Sect will have as many geniuses as it takes.”

nAs soon as these words were said, countless people’s hearts trembled.

nLiu Xuantong was Liu Changsheng’s son, yet he was treated with such contempt!

nThat was indeed the case.

nLiu Changsheng had many children, and many of them were talented.

nAt this moment, a young prodigy slowly walked out, causing everyone to be moved.

nIt was Liu Changsheng’s youngest son and Liu Xuantong’s youngest brother, Liu Xuanming.

n“Xuanming, immediately head outside the Feather Kingdom and use this token to find the Ancient Yin Yang Sect. You can obtain a supreme inheritance and comprehend the mysteries of the God Eye!”

nLiu Changsheng had given his youngest son a token, intending to create another peerless prodigy.

nLiu Xuanming left immediately after receiving the order.

nHowever, Liu Changsheng did not intend to give up.

n“Although Liu Xuantong’s fate can’t be changed, he’s still my son, a prodigy of the Divine Eye Sect. How dare he kill a member of the Divine Eye Sect? He deserves to die! Send out the order to kill Zhang Shan and take everything he owns!”

nThe starlight in Liu Changsheng’s eyes never faded. It was especially strange.

nHis intentions were very clear. He wanted to seize Zhang Shan’s treasures, especially the Saint Cultivation Scripture and that little white snake.

nApart from that, similar incidents also occurred at Spirit Silkworm Mountain and Green Feather Cultivation Academy.

nThe death of Can Zhuo and Xu Yi caused the two forces to be furious. They swore to kill Zhang Shan and avenge their fallen geniuses.

nHowever, the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven was celebrating.

nAfter the sword maniac returned, he was conferred the title of top disciple, displaying a talent that far surpassed Mo Feng.

nThe sect master did not mention anything related to Zhang Shan. It was as if he had completely forgotten about him.

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n“My son is dead? No! I will definitely make that brat Zhang Shan die with my son!”

nA wild roar erupted.

nIt was none other than Mo Feng’s father, Mo Ziqi.

nHe was an elder of the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven, a genuine Golden Core Realm cultivator!

nAt this moment, Elder Mo looked as if he had gone mad. He wanted to go out of the sect to fight Zhang Shan.

nThe sword maniac appeared and blocked his path.

n“You!”

nSeeing this person, Mo Ziqi’s expression became even more ferocious, and his aura rose.

nIf it was not for him, how could his son have died?

nThis sword maniac should have used his life to protect his son!

nHowever, the sword maniac did not care. Beside him stood a bodyguard. The latter glanced at Mo Ziqi and made him unable to move.

nThis was an expert with profound attainments in the Golden Core Realm, who was assigned to protect the sword maniac.

n“Elder Mo, death is nothing more than the survival of the fittest. After all, it is either life or death on the Saint Cultivation Platform. If you seek revenge, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven?” the sword maniac said slowly.

nMo Ziqi sneered.

n“That’s my son. Why can’t I take revenge?”

n“Of course. However, I won’t allow it!”

nThe sword maniac’s eyes were cold and his aura exploded.

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