102 Decision and Departure (1/2)
The disciples fell silent on the broken Martial Arts Field.
Zhao Feng saw the last ray of hope disappear in Lord Guanjun’s eyes. This legendary figure seemed to have aged 30 years in an instant.
Zhao Feng knew that Bei Moi was Lord Guanjun’s only hope and that he didn’t have many expectations for the other disciples.
At this moment, the disciples fell into deep thought. The next decision they made would affect their destiny.
Any genius would love to enter the Clan, but the problem was they might face problems if they did enter.
It wasn’t hard to imagine that this path would be much harder and challenging, but Zhao Feng felt a burning flame ignite inside him. A faint azure light appeared in his left eye, which seemed to jump around like fire.
“I’m willing to give this path a try no matter how hard it is! I’ll make that bastard Bei Moi regret it!” Yang Qingshan clenched his teeth and said righteously.
His decision moved Zhao Feng, it looked like the others didn’t give up. In the midst of these disciples, Yang Qingshan was the one most honest and loyal.
“I also won’t give up! There’s only one entrance examination every five years,” Nan Gongfan soon answered as well after some thought.
In front of them was a new gate, most cultivators wouldn’t even have the chance to enter it. Usually the entrance test for the Clan was every five years, sometimes even ten. Once they missed this chance, they might regret it for their entire lives.
“I won’t miss this chance either,” Feng Hanyue nodded his head in agreement.
Finally, it was Zhao Feng’s turn. “I’ve agreed to Bei Moi’s promise, so I won’t break it.”
Nan Gongfan and the others soon remembered that the two would settle it out in the Clan, but they just smiled and they didn’t put it to heart.
Lord Guanjun sighed as he looked at his disciples. He understood how they felt, but Lord Guanjun didn’t think that their future prospects would be good.
“Next, the few of you will fight for the three recommendations,” Lord Guanjun said expressionlessly.
When Bei Moi was here, there was three spots for the six of them. Now there were five.
_Hm? Wait!_
Zhao Feng’s expression changed dramatically as he scanned his surroundings. Apart from Lord Guanjun, there was only Yang Qingshan, Nan Gongfan, Feng Hanyue and himself.
There was someone missing!
“Sister Yufei has disappeared!” Zhao Feng’s exclaimed in shock.
The others present finally realized that she had disappeared. Because of the fight between the Holy martial artists before no one seemed to realize that someone had vanished.
“Send everyone to find her! Look inside the destroyed rooms!” Lord Guanjun immediately ordered.
Ye Linyun and Third Guard instantly started to search around. The battle between Lord Guanjun and Quan Chen had destroyed many buildings and Zhao Yufei may have been hit by the residual energy.
Everyone combined their efforts and cleared the nearby area.
“Nope! No sign of anyone at all!”
“There’s no lead within the battle area!”
After searching for a while, still no one had seen Zhao Yufei's figure.
Lord Guanjun said deeply, “When I fought Quan Chen, we did our best to not to kill innocent bystanders, so she shouldn’t have been injured.”
Even if Zhao Yufei died, there should be at least a corpse, but right now there was no figure of Zhao Yufei.
“Did she evaporate? Impossible!” Zhao Feng was extremely anxious.
“Increase the searching range!” Lord Guanjun ordered. Quickly, Ye Linyun led a few hundred elite troops in a search.
The result was that not a single trace of her was found. To find Zhao Yufei, the Guanjun Palace sent out thousands of men.
“A live person can’t disappear like this!” Zhao Feng took in a deep breath.
_Teng!_ __
With a jump he landed on an extremely tall tree and then jumped onto the highest building of the Guanjun Palace.
“Brother Zhao, what are you doing?”
The others below were slightly puzzled, but Ye Linyun and Feng Hanyue knew a bit of the situation.
“Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei both come from the same family and they have a good relationship,” Ye Linyun said to Lord Guanjun.
At this moment, Zhao Feng’s eyes became sharp as he surveyed the entire Guanjun Palace. His enhanced vision soon scanned the entire Guanjun Palace.
Ten breaths later, Zhao Feng’s sight extended from in the Guanjun Palace to the outside.
At a certain point in time, his sight locked in on a street fifteen kilometers away. A familiar figure came into view.
In the corner of the street, a beautiful young girl and a one-armed old man stood together.
“Grandfather, why did you take me away?” Zhao Yufei looked unwillingly back at the Guanjun Palace.