Chapter 155: Nalan Feng
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Chapter 155: Nalan Feng
"Have you interrogated those cultivators in purple from yesterday?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.
"I did. They were the ones who attacked my friends and relatives. Even though I set up a patrol, I still couldn't stop them from sneaking onto the island," Zheng Qian replied, sighing.
"There's too big of a difference in cultivation between your lot and those guards, and there aren't any wards on the island. It's only natural that you wouldn't be able to stop them."
"Not only that, some of the refugees on the island have turned against us and become their spies. If not for the fact that we ferreted them out during this interrogation, the outcome could have been disastrous. This is my failing," Zheng Qian reported.
"It's enough that you were able to identify this information. Don't worry and take it slow. It's already amazing that you were able to do so much in just half a year," Xiao Nanfeng consoled.
Zheng Qian could sense the magnanimity in Xiao Nanfeng's tone. Touched, he nodded gratefully.
Just then, the two of them arrived at a large field. They could hear shouts coming from the distance.
"Kill!" thousands of fighters shouted as one, so loud it seemed to shake their very souls. Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian perked up subconsciously.
"Do you feel it? By howling in conjunction like this, you'll be able to raise your morale while lowering the enemy's. Once you advance your spiritual cultivation, you'll be able to scare any opponent to no end just by shouting. They'd be dead meat then!" Ye Dafu explained proudly.
Around three thousand fighters were gathered around Ye Dafu, heeding his every word. They were all excited after having learned to howl in synchrony.
"That's not enough! If you want to fight, you'll have to get into formation. Come, I'll teach you about my clan's formations!"
"No, no, his clan's formations are useless! Learn from my clan's." The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.
Ye Dafu's lackeys were eagerly teaching the gathered fighters.
As Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian approached, the rambunctious fighters quieted down and rushed toward them.
"Mr. Zheng, where did you find all these talented instructors? This is the first time I'm learning about these military formations, military tactics, and military howls! They're amazing!" one fighter shouted.
As they were heaped with praise by the enthusiastic fighters, Ye Dafu and his lackeys quickly grew vain. They reveled in the praise.
"Everyone, this is your benefactor," Zheng Qian introduced.
The fighters immediately bowed toward Xiao Nanfeng. "We greet our benefactor!"
These fighters were all refugees who had learned of their benefactor's largesse in saving them all from Marquis Wu's territory. Everyone was immensely grateful to Xiao Nanfeng.
"Keep working hard. The island's safety will depend on all your hard work," Xiao Nanfeng replied, smiling.
"Yes, Benefactor!" the fighters replied.
"Yessir!" The fighters' eyes lit up.
"Senior Brother, we can't pass on sect techniques at will!" Ye Dafu whispered worriedly. "It's a mandate of the Taiqing sect."
"Don't worry. The techniques I'll be passing them aren't from the sect, but rather the hidden realm."
His offer was meant to confer the fighters with his favor. It would be a waste of talent for Zheng Qian to establish a strong foundation, only to have the scholars and fighters eventually leave his employ. He wanted all these fighters for himself.
A haze of smoke hung over the Isle of Nalan.
A cultivator in purple sat by the edge of a large plaza, playing the guqin at a frenetic pace and summoning countless cranes composed of spiritual power. The cranes were particularly fierce. They flew toward a youth in yellow, seated at the middle of the plaza. A red line marked the youth's forehead as his aura manifested around him. With will alone, he resisted the cranes' incursion.
The guqin grew more and more frenzied. The cranes merged together into a huge white crane that shot at the youth's forehead. A gust of energy erupted around the youth's body as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushing red.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" The guqin player rushed forward in worry.
The youth forcibly mastered his body and wiped at the blood seeping from his lips. His face contorted in a frown. "Mr. Qin, I'm still not quite there yet."
The cultivator in purple, Mr. Qin, gave his liege a wry smile. "Your Highness, it's not so easy to break through to Spiritsong. It's best to take it slowly."
"Zhao Yuanjiao was able to advance, so I have to do the same. Or must I bow to him if I see him? Take a break. We'll continue momentarily," the third prince Nalan Feng commanded.
"Just ignore him. He has plenty of enemies, doesn't he? He almost perished at sea. Were your men responsible, Your Highness?" Mr. Qin asked curiously.
The third prince narrowed his eyes. "There are plenty of people who want him dead. If not for Elder Ku's protection, he would hardly have lived until now. There's no need for me to strike."
"I heard that he was only able to come back safe and sound because Nanfeng rescued him?"
"Nanfeng? That's Xiao Hongye's son, Xiao Nanfeng. So he actually managed to escape from the Xiao lands and apprenticed under Elder Ku? How lucky," Nalan Feng commented.
"Xiao Nanfeng? I heard he even slaughtered a Spiritsong-realm sea serpent," Mr. Qin added.
"Don't get fooled. He obtained a treasure from a hidden realm known as the Immortal's Destruction, which he used to kill the golden serpent. He's only been in the Taiqing sect for a year, and his foundations are hardly firm. He won't be a threat," Nalan Feng critiqued disdainfully.
"But I heard that he's already at Ascension, and is particularly strong even among Ascension-realm cultivators as well."
"So what if he's at Ascension? He only got there because few knew of his identity. He's all but exposed now, and his father had quite a few enemies in the past. Those enemies will surely seek him out. He's even planning to develop a group of skilled workforce on the Isle of Xiao to reclaim his territory—ha! Who knows how long he'll even survive? It's just a pity that Zheng Qian's stubbornly continuing to help him out."
"Your Highness, my subordinates had a conflict with Xiao Nanfeng on Taiqing Island, and their whereabouts are currently unknown," Mr. Qin reminded him.
"Isn't it obvious? Xiao Nanfeng must have kidnapped or killed them. All our spies on the Isle of Xiao have been removed. There could hardly be any doubt."
"But we have no proof."
"What proof do we need? If I say he's responsible, then he is. If he seizes my cultivators, then I'll do the same to his. Find an opportunity to seize Zheng Qian. I'll give him one final chance. If he continues to refuse stubbornly, kill him. Better that than to have him continue helping Xiao Nanfeng," Nalan Feng commanded, smiling coldly.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Mr. Qin replied.
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Chapter 155: Nalan Feng
"Have you interrogated those cultivators in purple from yesterday?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.
"I did. They were the ones who attacked my friends and relatives. Even though I set up a patrol, I still couldn't stop them from sneaking onto the island," Zheng Qian replied, sighing.
"There's too big of a difference in cultivation between your lot and those guards, and there aren't any wards on the island. It's only natural that you wouldn't be able to stop them."
"Not only that, some of the refugees on the island have turned against us and become their spies. If not for the fact that we ferreted them out during this interrogation, the outcome could have been disastrous. This is my failing," Zheng Qian reported.
"It's enough that you were able to identify this information. Don't worry and take it slow. It's already amazing that you were able to do so much in just half a year," Xiao Nanfeng consoled.
Zheng Qian could sense the magnanimity in Xiao Nanfeng's tone. Touched, he nodded gratefully.
Just then, the two of them arrived at a large field. They could hear shouts coming from the distance.
"Kill!" thousands of fighters shouted as one, so loud it seemed to shake their very souls. Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian perked up subconsciously.
"Do you feel it? By howling in conjunction like this, you'll be able to raise your morale while lowering the enemy's. Once you advance your spiritual cultivation, you'll be able to scare any opponent to no end just by shouting. They'd be dead meat then!" Ye Dafu explained proudly.
Around three thousand fighters were gathered around Ye Dafu, heeding his every word. They were all excited after having learned to howl in synchrony.
"That's not enough! If you want to fight, you'll have to get into formation. Come, I'll teach you about my clan's formations!"
"No, no, his clan's formations are useless! Learn from my clan's." The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.
Ye Dafu's lackeys were eagerly teaching the gathered fighters.
As Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian approached, the rambunctious fighters quieted down and rushed toward them.
"Mr. Zheng, where did you find all these talented instructors? This is the first time I'm learning about these military formations, military tactics, and military howls! They're amazing!" one fighter shouted.
As they were heaped with praise by the enthusiastic fighters, Ye Dafu and his lackeys quickly grew vain. They reveled in the praise.
"Everyone, this is your benefactor," Zheng Qian introduced.
The fighters immediately bowed toward Xiao Nanfeng. "We greet our benefactor!"
These fighters were all refugees who had learned of their benefactor's largesse in saving them all from Marquis Wu's territory. Everyone was immensely grateful to Xiao Nanfeng.
"Keep working hard. The island's safety will depend on all your hard work," Xiao Nanfeng replied, smiling.
"Yes, Benefactor!" the fighters replied.
"Yessir!" The fighters' eyes lit up.
"Senior Brother, we can't pass on sect techniques at will!" Ye Dafu whispered worriedly. "It's a mandate of the Taiqing sect."
"Don't worry. The techniques I'll be passing them aren't from the sect, but rather the hidden realm."
His offer was meant to confer the fighters with his favor. It would be a waste of talent for Zheng Qian to establish a strong foundation, only to have the scholars and fighters eventually leave his employ. He wanted all these fighters for himself.
A haze of smoke hung over the Isle of Nalan.
A cultivator in purple sat by the edge of a large plaza, playing the guqin at a frenetic pace and summoning countless cranes composed of spiritual power. The cranes were particularly fierce. They flew toward a youth in yellow, seated at the middle of the plaza. A red line marked the youth's forehead as his aura manifested around him. With will alone, he resisted the cranes' incursion.
The guqin grew more and more frenzied. The cranes merged together into a huge white crane that shot at the youth's forehead. A gust of energy erupted around the youth's body as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushing red.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" The guqin player rushed forward in worry.
The youth forcibly mastered his body and wiped at the blood seeping from his lips. His face contorted in a frown. "Mr. Qin, I'm still not quite there yet."
The cultivator in purple, Mr. Qin, gave his liege a wry smile. "Your Highness, it's not so easy to break through to Spiritsong. It's best to take it slowly."
"Zhao Yuanjiao was able to advance, so I have to do the same. Or must I bow to him if I see him? Take a break. We'll continue momentarily," the third prince Nalan Feng commanded.
"Just ignore him. He has plenty of enemies, doesn't he? He almost perished at sea. Were your men responsible, Your Highness?" Mr. Qin asked curiously.
The third prince narrowed his eyes. "There are plenty of people who want him dead. If not for Elder Ku's protection, he would hardly have lived until now. There's no need for me to strike."
"I heard that he was only able to come back safe and sound because Nanfeng rescued him?"
"Nanfeng? That's Xiao Hongye's son, Xiao Nanfeng. So he actually managed to escape from the Xiao lands and apprenticed under Elder Ku? How lucky," Nalan Feng commented.
"Xiao Nanfeng? I heard he even slaughtered a Spiritsong-realm sea serpent," Mr. Qin added.
"Don't get fooled. He obtained a treasure from a hidden realm known as the Immortal's Destruction, which he used to kill the golden serpent. He's only been in the Taiqing sect for a year, and his foundations are hardly firm. He won't be a threat," Nalan Feng critiqued disdainfully.
"But I heard that he's already at Ascension, and is particularly strong even among Ascension-realm cultivators as well."
"So what if he's at Ascension? He only got there because few knew of his identity. He's all but exposed now, and his father had quite a few enemies in the past. Those enemies will surely seek him out. He's even planning to develop a group of skilled workforce on the Isle of Xiao to reclaim his territory—ha! Who knows how long he'll even survive? It's just a pity that Zheng Qian's stubbornly continuing to help him out."
"Your Highness, my subordinates had a conflict with Xiao Nanfeng on Taiqing Island, and their whereabouts are currently unknown," Mr. Qin reminded him.
"Isn't it obvious? Xiao Nanfeng must have kidnapped or killed them. All our spies on the Isle of Xiao have been removed. There could hardly be any doubt."
"But we have no proof."
"What proof do we need? If I say he's responsible, then he is. If he seizes my cultivators, then I'll do the same to his. Find an opportunity to seize Zheng Qian. I'll give him one final chance. If he continues to refuse stubbornly, kill him. Better that than to have him continue helping Xiao Nanfeng," Nalan Feng commanded, smiling coldly.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Mr. Qin replied.
Chapter 155: Nalan Feng "Have you interrogated those cultivators in purple from yesterday?" Xiao Nanfeng asked. "I did. They were the ones who attacked my friends and relatives. Even though I set up a patrol, I still couldn't stop them from sneaking onto the island," Zheng Qian replied, sighing. "There's too big of a difference in cultivation between your lot and those guards, and there aren't any wards on the island. It's only natural that you wouldn't be able to stop them." "Not only that, some of the refugees on the island have turned against us and become their spies. If not for the fact that we ferreted them out during this interrogation, the outcome could have been disastrous. This is my failing," Zheng Qian reported. "It's enough that you were able to identify this information. Don't worry and take it slow. It's already amazing that you were able to do so much in just half a year," Xiao Nanfeng consoled. Zheng Qian could sense the magnanimity in Xiao Nanfeng's tone. Touched, he nodded gratefully. Just then, the two of them arrived at a large field. They could hear shouts coming from the distance. "Kill!" thousands of fighters shouted as one, so loud it seemed to shake their very souls. Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian perked up subconsciously. "Do you feel it? By howling in conjunction like this, you'll be able to raise your morale while lowering the enemy's. Once you advance your spiritual cultivation, you'll be able to scare any opponent to no end just by shouting. They'd be dead meat then!" Ye Dafu explained proudly. Around three thousand fighters were gathered around Ye Dafu, heeding his every word. They were all excited after having learned to howl in synchrony. "That's not enough! If you want to fight, you'll have to get into formation. Come, I'll teach you about my clan's formations!" "No, no, his clan's formations are useless! Learn from my clan's." The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.Ye Dafu's lackeys were eagerly teaching the gathered fighters. As Xiao Nanfeng and Zheng Qian approached, the rambunctious fighters quieted down and rushed toward them. "Mr. Zheng, where did you find all these talented instructors? This is the first time I'm learning about these military formations, military tactics, and military howls! They're amazing!" one fighter shouted. As they were heaped with praise by the enthusiastic fighters, Ye Dafu and his lackeys quickly grew vain. They reveled in the praise. "Everyone, this is your benefactor," Zheng Qian introduced. The fighters immediately bowed toward Xiao Nanfeng. "We greet our benefactor!" These fighters were all refugees who had learned of their benefactor's largesse in saving them all from Marquis Wu's territory. Everyone was immensely grateful to Xiao Nanfeng. "Keep working hard. The island's safety will depend on all your hard work," Xiao Nanfeng replied, smiling. "Yes, Benefactor!" the fighters replied. "Yessir!" The fighters' eyes lit up. "Senior Brother, we can't pass on sect techniques at will!" Ye Dafu whispered worriedly. "It's a mandate of the Taiqing sect." "Don't worry. The techniques I'll be passing them aren't from the sect, but rather the hidden realm." His offer was meant to confer the fighters with his favor. It would be a waste of talent for Zheng Qian to establish a strong foundation, only to have the scholars and fighters eventually leave his employ. He wanted all these fighters for himself. A haze of smoke hung over the Isle of Nalan. A cultivator in purple sat by the edge of a large plaza, playing the guqin at a frenetic pace and summoning countless cranes composed of spiritual power. The cranes were particularly fierce. They flew toward a youth in yellow, seated at the middle of the plaza. A red line marked the youth's forehead as his aura manifested around him. With will alone, he resisted the cranes' incursion. The guqin grew more and more frenzied. The cranes merged together into a huge white crane that shot at the youth's forehead. A gust of energy erupted around the youth's body as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushing red. "Your Highness, are you alright?" The guqin player rushed forward in worry. The youth forcibly mastered his body and wiped at the blood seeping from his lips. His face contorted in a frown. "Mr. Qin, I'm still not quite there yet." The cultivator in purple, Mr. Qin, gave his liege a wry smile. "Your Highness, it's not so easy to break through to Spiritsong. It's best to take it slowly." "Zhao Yuanjiao was able to advance, so I have to do the same. Or must I bow to him if I see him? Take a break. We'll continue momentarily," the third prince Nalan Feng commanded. "Just ignore him. He has plenty of enemies, doesn't he? He almost perished at sea. Were your men responsible, Your Highness?" Mr. Qin asked curiously. The third prince narrowed his eyes. "There are plenty of people who want him dead. If not for Elder Ku's protection, he would hardly have lived until now. There's no need for me to strike." "I heard that he was only able to come back safe and sound because Nanfeng rescued him?" "Nanfeng? That's Xiao Hongye's son, Xiao Nanfeng. So he actually managed to escape from the Xiao lands and apprenticed under Elder Ku? How lucky," Nalan Feng commented. "Xiao Nanfeng? I heard he even slaughtered a Spiritsong-realm sea serpent," Mr. Qin added. "Don't get fooled. He obtained a treasure from a hidden realm known as the Immortal's Destruction, which he used to kill the golden serpent. He's only been in the Taiqing sect for a year, and his foundations are hardly firm. He won't be a threat," Nalan Feng critiqued disdainfully. "But I heard that he's already at Ascension, and is particularly strong even among Ascension-realm cultivators as well." "So what if he's at Ascension? He only got there because few knew of his identity. He's all but exposed now, and his father had quite a few enemies in the past. Those enemies will surely seek him out. He's even planning to develop a group of skilled workforce on the Isle of Xiao to reclaim his territoryha! Who knows how long he'll even survive? It's just a pity that Zheng Qian's stubbornly continuing to help him out." "Your Highness, my subordinates had a conflict with Xiao Nanfeng on Taiqing Island, and their whereabouts are currently unknown," Mr. Qin reminded him. "Isn't it obvious? Xiao Nanfeng must have kidnapped or killed them. All our spies on the Isle of Xiao have been removed. There could hardly be any doubt." "But we have no proof." "What proof do we need? If I say he's responsible, then he is. If he seizes my cultivators, then I'll do the same to his. Find an opportunity to seize Zheng Qian. I'll give him one final chance. If he continues to refuse stubbornly, kill him. Better that than to have him continue helping Xiao Nanfeng," Nalan Feng commanded, smiling coldly. "Yes, Your Highness!" Mr. Qin replied.
