448 Iron Cloud Death Ne (1/2)

Within the building.

Princess Jin recovered from her flash of memory and her eyes became bright again.

However, awaiting her were curious gazes.

“Ninth sister, how did you meet this Zhao Feng?”

Third Highness couldn’t hold it in.

Two years ago, Zhao Feng was the number one genius of the Thirteen Countries and a wanted man.

The two shouldn’t know each other, but then, why did Princess Jin say, “I know him, but does he know me?”

“This Zhao Feng has already reached the True Mystic Rank at such a young age. Who would have imagined that a genius like this came from the Cloud area? He would probably be considered a genius even by the entire continent.”

Elder Jiang couldn’t help but say.

Princess Jin’s eyes twinkled, but she didn’t immediately answer.

If they were to know that Zhao Feng was one of the overwhelming prodigies of the Sacred True Dragon Gathering, how shocked would they be?

Every cultivator knew very clearly that the Cloud area was only a poor countryside.

In the past, the representatives participating in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering were full of glory.

After some deep thought, Princess Jin made a decision.

“I met Zhao Feng in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering. His performance was indeed stunning and he’s even one of the more outstanding ones.”

Princess Jin said softly and smiled.

She hid Zhao Feng’s overwhelming display because, although Zhao Feng was strong, he was still a junior. If the Iron Dragon Alliance were to know that an “overwhelming prodigy” was their enemy, they would panic and try to kill him no matter the cost.

Princess Jin’s thoughts were correct, but she didn’t know how much stronger Zhao Feng had become after entering the inheritance.

She didn’t enter the True Dragon One Hundred Strong, hence the reason she was able to return so quickly back to the Cloud area.

“So that’s how it is. This Zhao Feng also participated in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering.”

Everyone in the building understood. No wonder Princess Jin knew Zhao Feng.

However, they were still curious as to why Princess Jin was so excited after recognizing Zhao Feng.

Elder Jiang guessed that Zhao Feng’s performance stood out in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering. After all, his cultivation was high.

He was certain that Princess Jin had hidden some secrets, but if she didn’t want to say anything then he wouldn’t ask.

Five or six days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Feng spent most of that time sleeping.

Princess Jin stayed by Zhao Feng’s side and occasionally played with the little thieving cat.

Zhao Feng had woken up several times during this period of time, and his left eye was cool and calm.

Compared to when he was in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering and his eye was cold and icy, it was now as calm as water.

This aura was extremely close to Princess Jin’s comprehension of Water.

His blue hair was as broad as the ocean, and Princess Jin’s consciousness would become lost in the limitless abyss whenever she looked at it.

This legendary youth and his eye bloodline had created a myth and he was filled with mystery.

However, what made Princess Jin disappointed was that Zhao Feng would only stay awake for a short amount of time before going back to sleep.

Princess Jin was disappointed, but this was all within expectations. She was too expectant.

“Zhao Feng, my Master will exit seclusion several days later. He’s the leader of the Dragon Killing Alliance. He’ll be looking forward to meeting you.”

Princess Jin smiled and quickly told Zhao Feng this news while she could.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng’s pupil contracted and he nodded his head.

Although he spent most of his time sleeping, he knew the purpose of this visit.

Old Su from the Dragon Killing Alliance was one of the reasons Zhao Feng stayed in the Sky Rich Strong Country.

Zhao Feng estimated that he only needed to “sleep” two or three more times before he would be able to meet Old Su.

He soon fell asleep again.

Princess Jin sighed and walked out, while the little thieving cat smiled from behind.

She understood that, with the little thieving cat’s protection, Zhao Feng was safe and didn’t need to be worried about.

Late night.

The mist of the village was filled with coldness.

Hu Sou Sou----

The screeching sound of hurried flying appeared.

Hu~

A terrifying aura descended from the sky and a ghostly figure appeared, with a weird laugh that chilled the bone.

“Enemy attack!”

The guard on the night shift hiccupped coldly as he felt his energy become frozen, but he managed to squeeze out these two words.