207 End (2/2)

“Good, good! Three Clan Party! It looks like I’ve underestimated your strength.”

Lord Guanjun couldn’t contain his excitement. The Three Clan Party was only a legend to him when he was an outer disciple.

“Feng’er, since you’re able to participate in the Three Clan Party, this means that you’ll also have a high chance of entering the Alliance Banquet later. According to what I know, the Three Clan Party is only fought between three neighbouring Clans. The Alliance Banquet is the true stage of geniuses. That is where the prodigies fight. Even Bei Moi won’t be the most talented one there.”

Lord Guanjun’s face was full of hope.

The Three Clan Party and Alliance Banquet was once his dreams but due to the restriction in talent, none of these dreams were achieved.

“Master, relax. Disciple will take back all the glory.” Zhao Feng said

Then he left with the white bearded old man, who followed him from behind like a servant.

Lord Guanjun’s eyes suddenly saw a package on the desk and opening it, there were several Spiritual Pills as well as some martial arts and even two Middle Grade Mortal weapons.

Seeing this, Lord Guanjun’s eyes turned red, but he didn’t know whether this was from gratitude or emotion.

On the same night.

“My Lord, a mysterious person left something on the steps for you.”

A Guanjun Corp member bowed and handed over a metal container.

Lord Guanjun opened it and realised that there were also several Spiritual pills and skills. Although they weren’t worth as much as what Zhao Feng gave, it was still a large amount.

Under the bottom of the container contained a letter: “I’ll definitely take Hai Yun Master’s head one day and give it to Master.

From: Bei Moi.”

Lord Guanjun took a cold breath and he immediately shredded the paper into powder.

“Feng’er… Moi’er… It’s my luck to have the two of you as my disciples. I have no more regrets. Hai Yun, you might have had a beautiful life but you’ve lost, lost… ”

Tears streamed down Lord Guanjun’s face as the latter almost went insane.

Broken Moon Clan.

There was only three days left till the Three Clan Party.

On this day, Zhao Feng returned and handed over the white bearded old man to Vice Head Li.

“In the past half a year, there’s been news of infiltration of the Scarlet Moon Religion in the Thirteen Clans. Although the Scarlet Moon Religion’s tried to rise several times in the past hundred years, they’ve always been slaughtered by the big factions of the North Continent. Littles forces such as us only need to protect our core members… ”

Vice Head Li wasn’t surprised at the mission’s result.

Zhao Feng was shocked - there was the possibility of a Sub-Divions Leader here.

“That’s right, you only said ‘might’. I’ll report this to the Clan, but one thing can be sure. Because of your appearance, the stronghold of the Scarlet Moon Religion would have moved.” Vice Head Li said with confidence.

Both Zhao Feng and Vice Head Li didn’t know that the mysterious skeleton wasn’t a Sub-Division Leader, but a full Division Leader.

The Scarlet Moon Religion was said to have 12 Division, and 108 Sub Divisions.

A Division Leader was able to cause a wave in the Northern Continent and could destroy a small Clan was like child’s play.

Luckily, the Thirteen Clan’s were too weak in their eyes and there was no use in destroying this place.

Zhao Feng thought that even if the high authority of the Clan didn’t care, why should I?

But he still reported everything to First Elder.

“You mean… one of the Elders of the Silver Moon Clan may have been taken over by the Scarlet Moon Religion?”

First Elder only half believed this because if there really was such a terrifying existence, Zhao Feng couldn’t have retreated without being harmed.

On the same day.

The Broken Moon Clan sent out two Elders and several elites to scout out the ancient temple, but the place was already in ruins.

There was nothing they could do.

The Broken Moon Clan’s focus right now was on the Three Clan Party and at that time, the three Clans would discuss several matters, including how to deal with the Scarlet Moon Religion.

Zhao Feng didn’t really care - it didn’t matter how chaotic the world was, only strength could solve everything.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed and Zhao Feng made more progress in mental energy.

At this moment, he was controlling a bird flying with his left eye.

Fffsssh!

When the bird got within range of the Floating Crest Palace, it was reduced to dust by the lightning.

Zhao Feng’s heart shook and he seemed to gain some enlightenment. Having a personal taste of lightning, his insights into the Lightning Inheritance deepened.

He spread open his palm and several small arcs of lightning appeared.

He had finally comprehended one-tenth of the first floor of the Lightning inheritance.

“Junior Brother Zhao, Master wants to see you. The Three Clan Party will be starting.”

Outside the courtyard came Yang Gan’s voice.