Chapter 182: Genius Mansion (2/2)

“I heard that we are waiting for another honored guest, and the feast won't begin until this person is here.” An old man answered with his eyes still closed for cultivation.

“There is still another great character even more prestigious than those sitting in the honored seats right now?”

“Then this person is too arrogant. Could it be a Heaven’s Mandate cultivator?”

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More and more people became impatient, but right at that moment, a shout came from outside: “Young Noble Feng has arrived!”

“Young Noble Feng has finally arrived, so the feast can now begin!” An old man standing to the side commanded the servants to bring forward the fine wine while he went outside to greet Feng Feiyun.

All eyes fell on Feng Feiyun as he walked in. This person was still young; how could he be subjected to such high treatment? Many people were filled with curiosity.

Beiming Tang, who was sitting on a seat of honor, gazed at Feng Feiyun and scowled.

Feng Feiyun nonchalantly walked forward to see eight beauties dancing in the middle of the hall while the cultivators on both sides were gazing at him. Clearly, they were curious about his identity.

Some of these people were peak God Base cultivators; they secretly let out their divine intents, wanting to probe for his identity, but these intents were all shattered by a wave of Feng Feiyun’s hand before they could reach within three feet of him.

Feng Feiyun didn’t want these people to know that he was the son of the demon. Today, the six experts of the Evil Killing Alliance had come to the Wanxiang Pagoda, so the consequences would be unthinkable if this news leaked out.

Feng Feiyun coldly glared at these people and channeled his Heavenly Phoenix Gaze, instilling chills into the hearts of these cultivators. They felt that his eyes were even sharper than arrows; it was as if Feng Feiyun’s glare could kill.

This youth truly had a frightening cultivation!

The old man invited Feng Feiyun to a seat of honor before stepping away.

There were already nine people seated at the honored section. Among them, six were cultivators from the previous generation that were over the age of fifty. All of them were still brimming with vigor and they all hid their auras.

Beiming Tang was one of the other three. Another was a white-haired man with four golden draco-serpents coiled around his body. The cultivation of this man was even higher than Beiming Tang! There were symbols with the color of blood on his face that revealed an especially devilish look.

There seemed to be a layer of ice embedded within his eyes, like the evening mist, with lightning flowing around his body. All of the bare skin that wasn’t covered by his clothes had layers of scales around the size of a fingernail — this was where the lightning emanated from.

This person was indeed a bit strange.

The last person was actually a girl. This girl was wearing a red dress and was unable to conceal her plump bosom. Her skin was as white as snow — sexy and seductive. Each of her actions was able to steal the souls of others; even just a slight perch of her lips was able to incite the lust from many cultivators.

Feng Feiyun was seated closest to her, so he could smell the tempting aroma from her skin. This scent was capable of driving others crazy!

“Young Noble Feng, we meet again!” She gave Feng Feiyun a charming glance, causing the young cultivators and Beiming Tang to become very jealous.

This beautiful girl was, of course, one of the talents from the Supreme Beauty Pavilion, the third-ranked Xue Wu.

Even though she was just a girl from a brothel, her cultivation was quite frightening. She had reached grand achievement God Base a long time ago, so many speculated that she was now at the first level of Heaven’s Mandate.

If one would judge her as a mere lady from the brothel, then they would be completely mistaken.

Feng Feiyun quipped: “Miss Xue Wu came from the southern border that is more than 100,000 miles away from the Wanxiang Pagoda. Could it be that you are chasing after me?”

“Young Noble Feng is a wealthy man so I do want to chase after you, but I’m afraid that you look down on mundane girls like us.” Xue Wu’s pretty eyes hid a layer of mist that had an indescribable attractiveness. Her faking sad and scornful eyes caused Feng Feiyun to feel restless.

It was unknown why, after that night with Ji Cangyue, Feng Feiyun’s resistance to women became weaker and weaker, especially against this demoness, Xue Wu. If she flirted with him once more, Feng Feiyun would surely cave in no matter how firm his willpower was.

‘Could it be that the demonic blood in my body is awakening, and it is changing my mind, weakening my self-control against women?’ Feng Feiyun felt an invisible danger. If he didn’t subdue this danger, then once the blood truly awakened, this lust would erupt and he could turn into a demon of lust. At that point, he would completely lose his way.