Chapter 450: The lost little sheep

The headquarters of the Wu Seng faction, Martial Extreme Shanfeng, was located in the central area of the Holy Lingshan realm.

In the mouth of the captive Shi Yali, Martial Extreme Shanfeng was the very center of this continent, a place that could be used as a geographical coordinate.

Where is Night Charm Lake?

North of Martial Extreme Shanfeng, keep walking north, deep into the snowfield.

What about Sword Shanfeng?

Also north of Martial Extreme Shanfeng, slightly to the west, the distance must be over a thousand kilometers; I'm not sure specifically.

The vastness of the Holy Lingshan realm would make people lose the concept of distance.

Most of the locations Lu Ran asked about from the captives were described with Martial Extreme Shanfeng as the starting point and then the general direction.

When Lu Ran truly saw Martial Extreme Shanfeng, he received no small visual impact!

Such a towering mountain, it truly had the qualifications to be used as a coordinate!

The mountain peak towering into the clouds stood out among the endless mountain ranges.

Several relatively shorter peaks around it were also towering enough, so high that the clouds and mist only deserved to linger on the mountainside.

The mountains and the highest peak that broke through the clouds together composed the concept of "Martial Extreme Shanfeng."

"It has to be a big sect, right?"

In the lush forest, Lu Ran looked up and sighed in admiration.

Yu Changsheng looked west of the highest peak, looking at the thick clouds and mist filling the space between the sky's cloud sea and the towering mountain peak.

He proposed: "Sect Master, someone in Martial Extreme Shanfeng should be advancing; should we wait a few days before coming to visit?"

Lu Ran thought for a while: "It should be fine."

The Holy Lingshan realm indeed had its own set of rules.

If you approach someone rashly while they are advancing, it is equivalent to harboring killing intent and intending to take advantage of someone's precarious position!

Even if you really have no malice, you can't explain it clearly.

However, this was the headquarters of the Wu Seng faction, not some wilderness.

Lu Ran was just going to ask, and he didn't intend to break into the mountain directly; it should be fine, right?

Yu Changsheng advised: "Sect Master, think twice."

This trip, the Ran Sect was here to recruit talents, not to have any conflict with any force.

Lu Ran said: "No harm, I'm just looking for the guards of the Wu Seng faction at the foot of the mountain and asking."

Seeing that the Sect Master was so persistent, Yu Changsheng couldn't advise anymore.

Actually, what Lu Ran was really thinking was, if He Qi Feng was living poorly in Martial Extreme Shanfeng, it would be better for his side to take advantage of the thick fog and fish in troubled waters.

Ever since he visited Blade Ridge Shanfeng, Lu Ran had a deeper understanding of the evil of human nature in this realm.

Lu Ran believed in his ability to collect information!

When he asked about He Qi Feng's information, Lu Ran had enough confidence to observe any subtle expressions and analyze them.

"Joining a sect is really necessary." Lu Ran walked forward and sighed again.

Now, a certain Wu Seng believer was located on the most central mountain peak of the Holy Spirit continent, clearly telling everyone, I am advancing here.

Who dares to kill me?

Arrogance is because there is enough capital!

Having the entire sect's brothers as backing.

Think about when Deng Yuxiang was advancing before, Lu Ran took her to hide east and west, painstakingly seeking a night of peace...

As a result, he didn't even get it!

The two of them were eventually searched out by that group of women from the Master Master Jian Yi faction.

Tsk, it's really heartbreaking!

The Ran Sect trio reached the mountaintop and saw another strange scene.

At the foot of Martial Extreme Shanfeng, the trees had all been cleared!

Like a different kind of isolation zone?

Anyone who wants to approach Martial Extreme Shanfeng must expose their figure.

I'm afraid only top-notch scouts like the Crow faction could touch into the mountain without a sound?

"Long Li, Ying, you two wait here," Lu Ran ordered.

"Sect Master!" Yan Shuangzi said immediately.

"Obey the order." Lu Ran waved his hand, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Yan Shuangzi: "..."

Yu Changsheng looked at the silent woman and comforted her kindly: "The techniques of the Wu Seng faction are open and close, with no insidious moves, so they can't hurt the Sect Master."

Yan Shuangzi remained silent, hiding the upper half of her face under the hat brim, and didn't pay attention to Yu Changsheng.

Yu Changsheng asked for trouble and shook his head.

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Ran was wearing a green coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, his attire was secretive, and his style was quite mysterious.

But his style of doing things was open and aboveboard, walking out of the forest in a big way.

Lu Ran didn't cross the wide "isolation zone," but stopped in an area without tree cover, bowing to the distant mountain from afar.

The intention of visiting was very obvious.

After more than ten seconds, two Wu Seng believers walked out of the forest on the opposite side.

They both wore bamboo hats woven from gray-yellow grass leaves, wore golden-brown monk robes, and held a wooden stick in their hands.

Both monk robes were very tattered; they must have been worn for a long time.

After a few more battles

"Little friend, your aura is quite impressive, but I'm afraid you aren't a disciple of our Wu Seng sect," the older man spoke first.

"Baa~" Lu Ran let out a sheep bleat to identify himself.

Xiang Xiang Xianyang Divine Technique: Sound of Compassion.

And this bleat from Lu Ran completely stunned the two people opposite him!

"What the f*ck?" the younger man among the two blurted out.

What sound was that?

A sheep bleating?

Holy sh*t!!

The young Wu Seng disciple lifted the brim of his bamboo hat, revealing a face of astonishment.

How did a little lamb get into Holy Lingshan?

Did it get lost?

"I am a believer of the Xiang Xiang Xianyang," Lu Ran looked at the young man, feeling much more at ease.

The other party had a round face and looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, not as composed as the older man beside him.

This way, Lu Ran could better observe the other's expressions and gather information.

Although the older man's expression remained calm, he also fell silent for quite a while.

He was likely experiencing a storm of emotions inside.

After a long time, the older man finally asked, "Little friend, what business brings you to Martial Extreme Shanfeng?"

Oh?

Still willing to communicate peacefully?

Lu Ran looked at the two, his attitude friendly: "Two big brothers, have you ever heard of He Qi Feng?"

"Hall He Tangzhu?" the young round-faced man spoke again, eyeing Lu Ran with a scrutinizing gaze.

This time, it was Lu Ran's turn to be stunned.

He Tangzhu?

He Qi Feng is doing well!

Having arrived in this realm not long ago, she's already managed to land an official position in such a large sect?

Truly surprising.

Lu Ran confirmed further: "The He Qi Feng I'm talking about is a woman, and she should be the only female disciple in your sect."

The older man inquired: "You know our Hall He Tangzhu?"

"Yes!" Lu Ran nodded repeatedly, "Back in the human world, I had a history with Hall He Tangzhu, and our friendship is decent."

Lu Ran said, half-truthfully, feeling a weight lift from his heart.

It seems He Qi Feng is doing quite well for herself.

Just look at Yan Shuangzi!

It's like heaven and earth.

"A history." The older man chewed on the words, then added, "Little friend, you've come at a bad time; Hall He Tangzhu has gone out on a mission."

"I see. Where did she go? When will she be back?"

The older man didn't say where He Qi Feng had gone, responding instead: "She should be back soon."

Lu Ran scanned the young man's face covertly, confirming if the other party was lying.

Seeing nothing unusual, Lu Ran sighed: "Alright, then I'll come back to visit in a few days."

The older man nodded, showing no intention of keeping him.

Seeing this, Lu Ran cupped his hands in a salute and turned to leave.

But just as he had walked a few steps away, a voice came from behind: "Hey! Little lamb!"

Lu Ran's heart sank!

He had thought Martial Extreme Shanfeng was different from those dogs at Blade Spine Shanfeng and would really let him leave safely.

Turns out it was all an act.

Still trying to keep him here?

Lu Ran composed his expression and turned back with a chuckle: "What is it?"

The round-faced youth said loudly: "If you really have a good relationship with our Hall He Tangzhu and want to join her, don't run around everywhere; it's easy to die out there.

Stay in the nearby mountains for a few days and wait obediently for her to return."

Lu Ran: "..."

You might not believe me, but I'm not here to join her.

I'm the one who wants her to join me.

Unfortunately, in this world where the strong are respected, the identity of an Xiang Xiang Xianyang believer is synonymous with weakness.

Even just now, after Lu Ran unleashed the Divine Technique: Sound of Compassion, both Wu Seng believers clearly relaxed quite a bit.

What threat could a little lamb possibly pose?

Lu Ran's frank bleat could also be considered his own unique technique for feigning weakness.

"Thank you, big brother." Lu Ran looked at the round-faced youth, grateful: "You're a good person."

"Damn, bad luck!" The round-faced youth was displeased, cursing: "How are you talking, kid?"

Lu Ran: "..."

True enough, in this world, the fate of a good person is bound to be miserable.

And they die very quickly.

"Let me rephrase!" Lu Ran cupped his hands and said loudly: "Big brother! You're a bad person!"

Round-faced youth:???

"See you later!" Lu Ran turned and left.

"Heh." As Lu Ran walked away, the older man looked at his fellow disciple: "What, did you fall for the little lamb's trick?"

The Divine Technique: Sound of Compassion, does indeed have some effect.

The round-faced youth shook his head: "If this little lamb really has a good relationship with Hall He Tangzhu, and he showed up here only to die before even seeing her, it wouldn't be easy for us to explain."

"What good relationship." The older man snorted coldly, "We Wu Seng believers, how could we have a good relationship with cowards from the Xiang Xiang Xianyang sect?"

Everyone in the world looks down on Xiang Xiang Xianyang believers, let alone the martial-loving Wu Seng believer community.

The round-faced youth felt a bit embarrassed and retorted: "I think that little lamb has a pretty good aura.

Besides, he was thrown into the mountains by the Xiang Xiang Xianyang."

The older man remained dismissive: "I reckon the little lamb is just like those two Biwu believers from before, coming here solely for the reputation of Hall He Tangzhu's Summer Pride title.

First, gild their own faces, and see if they can get a meeting.

Once they meet, they'll cry and beg, kneeling and kowtowing, just to acknowledge a master and seek protection.

Hall He Tangzhu doesn't even know those two!"

"Pride." The round-faced youth didn't want to argue with his senior and changed the subject, "Hall He Tangzhu still brought glory to the sect by taking second place.

If I were still back home, I'd definitely be able to make it too."

"What, you could take first?" the older man teased.

"That's hard to say, haha!" The round-faced youth laughed, then asked suspiciously to himself: "I wonder who took first place?

Why is Hall He Tangzhu unwilling to say?"

"Since it's not from our Wu Seng sect, it must be a disciple of the Master Master Jian Yi, Spear Decay, or Martial Student sects. What other believer could it be..."

(End of chapter)