C58 (1/2)

The Xuan Feng Family took up a huge amount of space. Inside, there were many courtyards, and the arrangement was extremely ingenious. It was pleasing to the eyes, and one could see how wealthy the Xuan Feng Family was.

Moments later, everyone arrived at the Black Wind Family's Guest Hall. At this time, the sky slowly darkened.

After welcoming everyone to their seats, the Black Wind Poplar took its seat and began chatting with the crowd. It was obviously more friendly towards the disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect since the Xuan Feng Family was attached to the Xuan Dao Sect. Towards the stars, the Mystic Wind Yang was full of praise, but didn't say much to the disciples of the School of Ten Thousand Swords. After all, the disciples that came to Black Abyss City were not the elites of the elites.

Bi Wan sat on Yi Feng's right while Xue Yue sat on his left. It was impossible for anyone to not notice him, especially when Du Bin and Xingchen's gazes were fixed on the two beauties beside Yi Feng. They would occasionally look at Yi Feng with both envy and jealousy.

Of course, Yi Feng could feel the gazes of Du Bin and Xingchen, but if these two beauties wanted to sit beside him, Yi Feng could do nothing about it.

It was at this time that the Black Wind Poplar noticed Yi Feng. This youth had been silent all this time, exuding a sense of calmness that completely didn't match his age.

Unconsciously, Xuan Feng Yang used his perception to examine the youth's cultivation. However, the next moment, he was shocked to find that he didn't know the depth of this youth at all.

It was only then that the Black Wind Yang realized that this inconspicuous youth named Bai San was not simple. He immediately transmitted to the Black Wind Wuji below, ”Wuji, who is that white-robed youth below?”

”This young man is called Yi Feng. I have never heard of him. However, he is one of the Seven Scions of Clear Spring. He is cultivating on the peak of Clear Spring Peak.” Although Xuan Feng did not know why his father asked about Yi Feng, he still told him about Yi Feng's cultivation, but he had forgotten to mention Yi Feng's cultivation level.

”He lives at the top of Clear Spring Peak. Who is this young man?” Just as he was thinking about the origins of Yi Feng, there were people standing up from the ground below.

This person had a handsome face with long black hair, making him look rather handsome. He was one of the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect. His name was Sun Qian, 19 years old, and he was an Elementary Warrior.

”Patriarch Xuan Feng, how can we enjoy this feast without a show?” Sun Qian stood up and cupped his hands towards Mystique Wind Yang.

”Then what does nephew have to suggest?” The Black Wind Poplar's eyebrow twitched as it asked curiously.

”How about you allow me to spar with this little brother for a while and treat it as an aid to everyone.” Sun Qian smiled and pointed at Yi Feng.

After Xue Yue fanned the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect, the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect were extremely dissatisfied with the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect. After entering Black Lake City, the Mysterious Wind Sect was evidently more enthusiastic about the disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect.

The young man in the white robe was the youngest in the Xuan Dao Sect, so his cultivation should be the lowest. Someone from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect wanted to take revenge, so they could only use Yi Feng.

Ouyang Long had originally asked Ouyang Long about this before Sun Qian had even stood up, but he hadn't objected. Ouyang Long didn't know what this youth's cultivation level was, so it would be best if his junior brother went ahead and gave it a try.

”Oh, Nephew Sun's words are reasonable, but I don't know if Nephew Yi is willing or not?” Xuan Feng Yang did not expect Sun Qian to challenge Yi Feng, so he made up his mind. This was the best chance to know the young man's cultivation level.