Chapter 294: Chapter Seven: Luo Feng and Wu Ya

Although they had agreed to go hunting, Luo Feng and Di Qing both needed to prepare—Luo Feng had to familiarize himself with his newly purchased “Xuanqing Tian Jimie Map,” and Di Qing had to consider which secret treasures he would need against powerful foes.

Only after half a millennium did they set out.

“Luo Feng and Di Qing have gone hunting.” Di Ming and Di Fu also saw them off.

“Last time we offended Vice Director Tianhe the Elder of the Guifang, and now they’re going out hunting—what if the Guifang seeks revenge…” Di Ming worried, having lived in Yulan City long enough to understand the Guifang’s ways.

Di Fu smiled, gazing at the cave entrance: “If they dared to leave, they must have confidence in handling it. If I’m not mistaken, our days in Yulan City are about to improve.”

For over three hundred millennia,

Di Ming dared not venture out, and Di Fu had stopped working, remaining inside the cave to cultivate.

“You really trust them that much?” Di Ming was astonished.

“I trust Luo Feng!” Di Fu had once invested great effort in studying Luo Feng’s every move, confirming his character before repeatedly aiding him—even at the cost of offending Di Yan.

Di Ming stared at Di Fu in confusion.

“Don’t you notice?” Di Fu smiled. “Since beginning his cultivation, whenever Luo Feng takes initiative, he always has absolute certainty!”

Di Ming thought back—it was indeed true.

“From an Eternal True God to a level rivaling Di Qing, he achieved it in just over a thousand millennia,” Di Fu murmured. “You must remember, Luo Feng has been in Yulan City for over a thousand millennia already.”

“The cultivation resources here are superior; logically, Luo Feng’s progress should have been even faster,” Di Fu said. “The Ancestors themselves said he is either a reincarnated outsider or possesses terrifyingly immense talent.”

“Now it’s clear—it’s the latter,” Di Fu smiled. “All we need to do is wait here for good news.”

…

Luo Feng and Di Qing rode together on a black airship, heading straight toward the outermost gate of Yulan City.

“Hum.”

Yulan City was shrouded in a multicolored array of protective systems, with invisible ripples sweeping across the entire city, allowing them to track every resident’s location. If a resident failed to pay the “residency fee,” they could be instantly locked onto; or if they lacked a residence for three days, they would be expelled. These protective systems also prevented low-grade Hunyuan lifeforms from infiltrating.

“Luo Feng and Di Qing are aboard the same airship, heading toward the East Gate.” This information was automatically synced to Vice Director Tianhe the Elder of the Guifang.

In Yulan City, as long as sufficient fees were paid, intelligence organizations could instantly sync the latest updates.

“They’re leaving together?”

Tianhe the Elder sat still, slowly opening his eyes—his gaze long and narrow, calm as still water.

“Only three hundred millennia out and they’re already hunting? So impatient,” Tianhe the Elder chuckled softly, immediately summoning a subordinate.

Whoosh.

A gray mist figure appeared outside the chamber, its emerald eyes bowing respectfully to Tianhe the Elder: “Vice Director.”

“Wu Ya,” Tianhe the Elder smiled and ordered, “Luo Feng and Di Qing are flying toward the East Gate. Go, lock onto their position. Once they’re far from Yulan City, notify me.”

Near Yulan City is unsuitable for action—if they flee back inside, pursuit becomes difficult.

Farther away! If they can’t even reach the city again, we can slowly dismantle them, one by one.

“Yes.” Wu Ya bowed respectfully and vanished without a sound.

Tianhe the Elder pondered: “Even if they’re from the Source World, they’re merely mid-stage Divine Emperor Dao-seekers—likely poor. Even if they brought their best treasures, they probably carry no more than a few tens of millions of Hunyuan Crystals.”

Killing enemies and seizing treasures is merely incidental. Tianhe the Elder’s main goal is intimidation!

“Anyone who dares offend me in Yulan City must pay a heavy price!” Tianhe the Elder’s eyes turned icy.

…

Inside the black airship.

“The moment we left the cave, Yulan City’s intelligence network must have known—and the Guifang too,” Luo Feng said to Di Qing beside him. “The Guifang’s elites must already be tracking us.”

“Haha, if Luo Feng has confidence, what do I have to fear?” Di Qing laughed.

If Di Qing acted alone, he would never dare provoke the Guifang.

But since Luo Feng admitted to possessing the strength of a late-stage Divine Emperor Dao-seeker, Di Qing was willing to join him in this venture.

“Luo Feng, before we leave the city, we must clarify: this hunt will be split nine-one,” Di Qing said, looking at Luo Feng. “This may be our last team hunt—I’m already getting the better end of the deal.”

Normally, a late-stage Divine Emperor Dao-seeker would never take a mid-stage one hunting.

Their power levels differ fundamentally.

“Fine, fine, fine,” Luo Feng laughed in reply. “As you say.”

Both were extremely proud, unwilling to take undue advantage of the other.

Luo Feng understood this well.

After this hunt, once he revealed his true strength, Di Qing would likely refuse to team up again—the gap was too vast… teaming up had become meaningless.

This, likely, was their final hunt together.

“Since arriving in Yulan City, Di Qing arranged my cave, lent me Hunyuan Crystals, took me hunting, taught me hunting techniques—I owe him a debt,” Luo Feng silently noted.

Di Qing had truly treated Luo Feng as a comrade-in-arms to nurture—but unfortunately, Luo Feng’s growth was too swift.

Whoosh.

The black airship shot instantly out through the East Gate.

Not far from the East Gate, a gray mist figure watched the black airship.

“They’ve left the city,” Wu Ya observed from afar.

As he watched, an invisible mark settled onto the airship’s hull—he did not directly imprint Luo Feng or Di Qing, for the stronger the cultivator, the keener their perception; imprinting the airship alone was more discreet.

Whoosh.

Wu Ya also boarded an airship, maintaining a sufficient distance before exiting the city.

The Jiuhe Sacred Realm’s suppression was too severe—even his tracking mark had to remain within a certain range; too far away, the sensing grew increasingly blurred.

…

Inside the black airship.

“Once we leave the city, the Guifang could strike at any moment!” Di Qing scanned the surroundings but detected no invisible mark on the airship’s hull.

Luo Feng’s “Simulated Eye of Life-Death” had long been open.

His early-stage Divine Emperor “Life-Death Dao” and mid-stage Life and Destruction Dao accumulations allowed him to study the “Eye of Life-Death” more deeply—this secret technique, the Simulated Eye of Life-Death, had become even more potent.

“Di Qing, the moment we left the city, the Guifang already locked onto us,” Luo Feng said. His Simulated Eye of Life-Death could see a faint mark on the airship’s hull.

!

“Locked onto us?” Di Qing was startled.

“A mark from the Causality Line—highly sophisticated,” Luo Feng observed through his Simulated Eye of Life-Death.

If it were the true “Eye of Life-Death,” even Yulan City’s protective array could not block its gaze—he could stand here and observe every living being’s movements within the city.

But if the Eye of Life-Death were taken beyond the Source World, great calamity would descend.

This secret technique, the Simulated Eye of Life-Death, could also see a faint thread of causality on the mark.

The causality thread pierced through space, connecting to a distant location.

“I’ll go see who’s tracking us,” Luo Feng smiled, sending forth a crimson shadow that shot out of the black airship, racing along the “causality thread” toward its source.

Far behind, Wu Ya piloted a plain airship just exiting Yulan City.

Whoosh!

Inside the airship cabin.

Wu Ya gazed ahead, using the mark to lock onto the black airship’s position.

“Vice Director, they’re now a considerable distance from Yulan City, and I’ve exited the city following them,” Wu Ya immediately contacted Tianhe the Elder. “I’ll report their location at all times.”

“Good. Just keep watching them,” Tianhe the Elder replied.

Wu Ya piloted his airship with ease.

He excelled in tracking, evasion, and spellcraft—tracking Luo Feng and Di Qing was no concern at all.

“This Luo Feng is arrogant! Just for fifty million Hunyuan Crystals, he dares offend Tianhe the Elder,” Wu Ya, a mid-to-high-ranking Guifang member, knew the full story.

“Tianhe the Elder is infamous for his cruelty and ruthlessness—he never spares anyone once he acts!” Wu Ya had witnessed Tianhe the Elder in action.

It was truly terrifying.

No Elder in Yulan City could be underestimated—they were all powerful beings from the Source World, possessing body duplication techniques and no lack of opportunities, having honed their methods to terrifying extremes.

“Whoosh.”

Wu Ya piloted his airship, maintaining a safe distance from Luo Feng’s vessel, continuing his pursuit.

Suddenly—

A massive, furry claw descended from the sky, reaching toward Wu Ya’s airship.

“No! Low-grade Hunyuan lifeform! Ambush!” Wu Ya snapped alert—he excelled in evasion and tracking, and since he’d barely left the city, he’d never imagined an ambush at this location!

In the instant the colossal furry claw reached out,

The surrounding heavens and earth were severed—as if sliced into a spatial prison!

The heavens and earth around Wu Ya’s airship became a complete prison, entirely contained within the palm of the furry claw.

A natural secret treasure—Palm Realm!

“Escape!” Staying in the airship meant certain death. Wu Ya roared instantly, transforming into boundless, overwhelming mist that sought to tear through the prison and escape—while secretly splitting into nine faint mist strands that instantly scattered along obscure causality threads.

Wu Ya was a Source World cultivator with body duplication techniques, so he hadn’t purchased powerful escape treasures—his own evasion methods were already formidable.

“Boom—”

The massive furry claw suddenly clenched!

That clench!

The Palm Realm was utterly annihilated!

And the towering figure with the giant furry hand opened his “Simulated Eye of Life-Death” at his third eye, seeing each faint causality thread of Wu Ya’s escaping mist. His massive hand clenched—while the Palm Realm collapsed, it also annihilated every mist body along each causality thread.

“No—” One after another mist body dissolved, yet some mist strands remained stubbornly resilient, struggling to resist.

But Luo Feng’s furry palm, wielded by the Imperishable Blood Sea Body, possessed unimaginable terror—it crushed these resilient, stubborn mists into nothingness, erasing them utterly.

The Mid-Stage Divine Emperor cultivator, “Misty Fang,” no matter how skilled at escape, was slain in a single blow beneath the enormous furry claw. All the treasures he carried fell into Luo Feng’s hands.

“Mid-Stage Divine Emperor? Misty Fang?” Luo Feng understood. “Did Elder Crane send Misty Fang to track me?”

“The power of this innate treasure, ‘Realm in the Palm,’ is indeed extraordinary.” Luo Feng looked at his furry claw with great satisfaction.

“With my own strength, even with the Imperishable Blood Sea Body, I’d need three or five strikes to kill Misty Fang without the Realm in the Palm.” Luo Feng was highly pleased. “With the Realm in the Palm, one strike suffices.”

No wonder the Elders all crave such treasures—they greatly enhance one’s power.

Huh.

Luo Feng flickered, transforming into a crimson phantom that merged with heaven and earth, vanishing from sight.

——

Thank you to the Silver Grand Patron “Mao Ben” for the gift! Also thank you to the new Grand Patron “Pure White Fantasy” for the gift! Thank you all!

(End of Chapter)