Chapter 237: Formidable Beautiful Lady

Three days later, Jiangcheng Yitian Pavilion Headquarters.

Jiang Feng and Long Bad Dao had just reached the doorway when Duanmu Ya hurried up to greet them.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Long, you have arrived! Elder Miao and Xu Fengong have already come and are waiting in the VIP room; let me take you there."

After speaking, Duanmu Ya led the two of them into the building and took the private elevator straight to the top floor.

When the elevator doors opened, a luxuriously decorated VIP room came into view, with a massive rosewood round table placed in the center.

At that moment, three people were already seated beside the round table. Elder Ge occupied the main seat, with a man on his right and a woman on his left.

The man was tall and thin, dressed in a blue robe, his expression austere, a long sword hanging at his waist, his eyes sharp as a hawk, exuding a fierce sword aura.

The woman was a mature middle‑aged beauty, wearing a red qipao that accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Although not young, her gaze carried a hint of mature feminine charm.

Seeing Jiang Feng and Long Bad Dao enter, Elder Ge immediately stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, Junior Brother Long, you're here; please have a seat."

He pointed at the tall thin man and introduced him first.

"This is Master Xu Congyang, the Fengong of Yitian Pavilion Headquarters, a Grandmaster Sixth Rank cultivator. Master Xu once apprenticed under the Hidden Sect Qingyun Sword Sect and his strength is unparalleled."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's eyes showed a trace of interest.

The Qingyun Sword Sect is indeed formidable; even his master Xuan Yuan Zhenren has said that the sect's swordsmanship ranks among the top three in the world.

Xu Congyang, proud of the introduction, gave a hum to the two of them, which counted as a greeting.

In fact, given Xu Congyang's status, Yitian Pavilion cannot summon him at will.

However, because a mysterious iron heavy sword was discovered on the outskirts of the Tianmu Wu Zun Ruins.

Thus everyone speculated that this Tianmu Wu Zun is also likely a sword master.

Xu Congyang has already comprehended part of the sword intent, and his entry into the ruins this time is mainly to study the sword‑path traces left by the Wu Zun, hoping to fully grasp the sword intent and break through to a higher realm.

But the other party's attitude was clearly hard to deal with, so Jiang Feng didn't bother to say much; a smile was enough to count as acquaintance.

Elder Ge then pointed at the middle‑aged beauty.

"This is Elder Miao Linfeng, a Grandmaster Eighth Grade Martial Artist and also your team leader for this mission."

"Jiang Feng, Elder Miao is one of the Eight Great Elders of Yitian Pavilion; truly formidable."

Long Bad Dao whispered a reminder into Jiang Feng's ear, fearing Jiang Feng might inadvertently offend her.

"Elder Miao, Master Xu, this is Long Bad Dao, Junior Brother Long, a core member of the Hidden Dragon Clan; you must have known each other long ago…"

After a pause, Elder Ge pointed at Jiang Feng, his smile nearly spilling over his face.

"As for this one, he is Mr. Jiang Feng, the creator of the exquisite Visage‑preserving Pill, which Jiang himself refined. Not only is his Alchemy Technique peerless, his power is unfathomable, far surpassing ordinary Grandmasters."

"So you are Master Jiang!"

Miao Linfeng's eyes lit up at the words, and she eagerly stepped forward, grabbing Jiang Feng's hand.

"I've long heard that Master Jiang is youthful and handsome, his medical and alchemical arts are top‑tier; seeing you today, I still think the rumors undersell you—you're even more heroic than the stories claim!"

She smiled like a blossoming flower, with a hint of teasing.

"If I were a few decades younger, I'd certainly have the nerve to pursue you!"

Saying that, Miao Linfeng slipped close to Jiang Feng's ear and lowered her voice.

"Master Jiang, not to hide it from you, I've also taken one of your Visage‑preserving Pills; the effect is truly astonishing—my skin is tighter and smoother than when I was young. If you brew such pills again, could you give me a heads‑up?"

After speaking, she cast a flirtatious glance at Jiang Feng, her eyes alluring.

Long Bad Dao stood nearby, his eyes widening, silently envying Jiang Feng.

Miao Linfeng is a renowned beauty across the jianghu; even though she's not young, her temperament and looks are no less than those of the Dream Autumn Fairy he has long adored.

She has always been straightforward with others, never showing false affection, yet she is this enthusiastic toward Jiang Feng!

Men! They must have their own skill to rely on!

In contrast, Xu Congyang's complexion darkened instantly upon seeing Miao Linfeng's closeness to Jiang Feng.

He let out a cold snort.

"He's nothing but an Alchemist! This expedition to the Wu Zun Ruins is for Grandmaster‑level strongmen; what use is an Alchemist? Purely a burden!"

In his view, Jiang Feng has no right to enter the ruins with them; he's merely wasting a precious slot.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Long Bad Dao's temper flared instantly; he stepped forward, blocking Jiang Feng, and shouted at Xu Congyang's nose.

"Xu the Fool! Stop looking down on people here! My brother's strength is no less than mine, even stronger! If you're not convinced, let's step outside and fight; watch me beat you so badly you'll be looking for teeth on the ground!"

Long Bad Dao and Xu Congyang have known each other for many years; he knows this guy is arrogant, relying on his swordsmanship and looking down on others.

Xu Congyang's complexion shifted slightly, rendered speechless by Long Bad Dao's rebuke.

He indeed feared Long Bad Dao's Dragon Elephant Technique, knowing the latter is a hot‑head; even if he could win, the cost would be too high to be worthwhile.

Yet he still despised Jiang Feng, thinking Long Bad Dao was deliberately backing him to humiliate him; he turned his head in anger, let out a cold snort, and fell silent.

"Master Xu, watch your words."

Miao Linfeng restrained her smile.

"Jiang Master's strength has been reported in detail to the headquarters of Yitian Pavilion in Jiangcheng; he can easily defeat Grandmaster‑level strongmen and is fully qualified for this operation. If you think Jiang Master is unsuitable, you may withdraw."

Her tone carried unquestionable authority.

As the team leader and an Eighth Grade Martial Artist, her words carry absolute weight within the squad.

Xu Congyang's face flushed red, his lips moved, and he finally bowed his head.

"I dare not."

He knew in his heart that Miao Linfeng was not only stronger but also held a higher status.

But deep inside, he truly harbored hatred for Jiang Feng, believing Jiang caused his loss of face.

Seeing Xu Congyang stop his idle talk, Miao Linfeng nodded with satisfaction.

"Since everyone is here, let's set out. Over at Xiangcheng, the people from the other Faction should be arriving soon; if we go early, we can get familiar with the surroundings of the ruins in advance."

After speaking, Miao Linfeng led the way toward the doorway.

Xu Congyang glared fiercely at Jiang Feng, then followed out.

Elder Ge and Duanmu Ya escorted the group to the helipad outside the headquarters building.

On the helipad stood a massive military helicopter that had been waiting for a long time.

Miao Linfeng sat in the main seat and gave the group a poised smile.

"From Jiangcheng to Xiangcheng, the helicopter takes roughly two hours. Everyone can rest for a while, recuperate, and after we arrive we'll head straight to Shen Nong Valley to rendezvous with the other Faction."

The others nodded one after another, each finding a seat.

Soon, the helicopter rose slowly and flew toward Xiangcheng…