Chapter 1016

And Lin Feng, seeing this, thought to himself: "Although Zhao Sister detests that Wu Chunsheng, she still quite likes her own child."

He was able to climb from the bottom all the way up; aside from those encounters, his own temperament was also not lacking, so he could naturally discern Zhao Ran's thoughts.

As for Zhao Wei, she must likewise know her mother's thoughts.

But her dignity as a strong person and as the head of the Zhao family forces her to refuse to bow to a younger man who is so much smaller, in order to seek any benefit.

Helpless, she could only pretend not to understand.

"By the way, regarding Senior Zhao Yuan, I'm no longer involved; it now depends on whether he can get through it himself. Zhao Sister, you stay here and wait for the outcome; I'll go into seclusion to boost my strength. After all, the ancient clan's coming‑of‑age ceremony is soon. It's better for me to improve my power before then."

Looking at Zhao Ran before him, Lin Feng's expression immediately grew solemn as he said.

Earlier he had intended to search the Dou Saint Ruins ahead for something that could enhance his strength.

Who could have expected that such a thing would happen later.

In the end, forced by helplessness, he could only rely on the clan leader of the Tianhuang Tribe's mental command to barely escape from under that Golden Core.

As for the items inside, he and Yun Yun basically didn't obtain anything.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel immense regret, even wanting to slap himself.

"Had I known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have rushed to seek the Nine‑Nether Golden Ancestral Flame, but instead explored slowly. After all, that was the ruin of a ninth‑rank Golden Core alchemist; the Inner Core Hall there must contain a large quantity of eighth‑rank top‑grade pills, even ninth‑rank treasure pills."

"As for the combat techniques or the Technique Hall, could the Heavenly Step Technique inside be any less?"

Thinking of all the items he didn't have time to take, Lin Feng felt a deep ache.

If he had taken his time to crawl in during that earlier operation, his wife would now at least possess mid‑level Heavenly Step techniques matching their respective attributes.

Once reaching the Dou Saint realm, they could immediately practice.

But now, he not only failed to obtain a single Heavenly Step technique or combat skill.

On the way back, he spent a lot of time and energy helping Yun Yun resolve those pill aromas.

When Zhao Ran heard about the ancient clan's coming‑of‑age ceremony, her pretty face instantly grew solemn.

Although she has never attended that ceremony and doesn't know the strength of the young generation within the ancient clan.

She does know, however, that those young talents of the ancient clan could certainly not be simple.

Lin Feng's going there this time is bound to be fraught with danger!

However, recalling that Lin Feng had previously slain the Vice Sect Master Liu Cang of the Tianming Sect across ranks, Zhao Ran felt considerably reassured.

After all, although Liu Cang was lecherous, he managed to climb step by step through Tianming Sect's brutal competition to the vice‑sect‑master position.

He was even hailed, before being killed, as the most likely successor to the Tianming Sect's sect master, so he could not have been lacking.

Indeed, the strength of the Tianming Sect, even when looking across the Zhongzhou Continent, is matched by few forces.

Among non‑bloodline Dou Zun strongmen, who are also Dou Zun Jian Feng cultivators, few could contend with him.

But Lin Feng, earlier, was able to kill a higher‑rank opponent, which alone proves how formidable his strength is.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ran immediately nodded and said, "Alright, you may go. After all, you had promised the ancient clan; if you don't go, they probably won't persist any longer."

However, as the conversation turned to the later part, a hint of worry flashed across Zhao Ran's beautiful eyes.

After all, the ancient clan's coming‑of‑age ceremony is just a little over a month away.

Lin Feng will likely have to set out for the Eastern Region in a few days.

Thinking of this, the worried Zhao Ran extended her small hands, unsure where to place them, and smoothed Lin Feng's slightly wrinkled robe.

"Zhao Sister, you can rest assured; the young generation of the ancient clan are mostly wasteful beings who rely on bloodline power to advance, and I'm not afraid of them."

Seeing her worried expression, Lin Feng gave a calm smile, then his figure vanished into the void, disappearing before Zhao Ran and her child.

"What impressive spatial manipulation—such a technique, I'm afraid even you, mother, couldn't achieve it."

Watching Lin Feng disappear rapidly before her eyes, Zhao Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said in astonishment.

"Snap!"

However, as soon as the former finished speaking, Zhao Ran slapped the former's head hard.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, Zhao Wei was blasted by a massive force, hurtling and crashing at high speed into a distant mountain peak.

"I told you to get on good terms with him, and later you did; with Lin Feng's personality, you'd certainly never forget this friend. Yet you spent the whole time either changing the subject or pretending not to understand. Today, I'll kill you, you wayward child!"

Looking at her son who had slammed into the mountain range, Zhao Ran's jade hand formed an empty grip, and a several‑meter‑long Dou Qi whip quickly coalesced.

"Wayward child, your uncle is currently breaking through; I wonder who will be able to save you today!"

As Zhao Ran's furious roar rang out, she swung the whip, shaking the surrounding space so violently that it seemed on the verge of shattering.

Immediately, Zhao Ran's curvaceous figure flashed, and she, wielding the long whip, struck hard toward the large pit where Zhao Wei stood.

"Ah!"

Immediately after, the tranquil valley was once again shattered by a heartbreaking, tear‑inducing scream.

And Zhao Wei, though an eighth‑star Dou Zun strongman, was vastly outmatched by her mother's power.

Consequently, she had virtually no strength to retaliate and was brutally beaten by Zhao Ran.

At this moment, although he had never experienced a father's love as solid as a mountain since childhood.

But now he truly felt what it means for a mother's love to be heavier than a mountain!

At the same time, his mind suddenly recalled his mother's thoughtful adjustment of Lin Feng's collar and her eyes full of worry.

He threw his hands over his head and shouted, "Mom, you're hitting so hard—could it be because you think my talent can't match Lin Feng's, wanting to kill me and then train a better‑talented clone with Lin Feng?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ran's movement with her hand halted briefly.

A flash of crimson briefly crossed her mature, charming face.

After all, she hadn't been with Wu Chunsheng for long, and the earlier ambiguity between her and Lin Feng stirred a ripple of feelings in her heart.

At this moment, she suddenly thought that if Lin Feng were willing, this might also be acceptable.

No, this brat is just looking for a beating!

But soon, she recovered, her beautiful eyes narrowing with murderous intent as she looked at Zhao Wei and sneered, "I suddenly think your suggestion isn't bad at all, so let's do as you say."

The moment the words finished, she grasped the white, tender little hand of the battle Qi long whip, and instantly danced even more merrily.

At the same time, Zhao Wei's anguished screams grew ever more frequent.

In the sky over this broad valley, it lingered, unable to descend for a long while.