C65 (2/2)

”What can you do if we leave?” A cold voice rang out as the roaming snow dragon looked at the owner of the voice to see the youth in white standing calmly in the hallway.

”Oh? ”Interesting.” Wandering Dragon looked at the youth in white and his eyes were filled with ridicule. It was this youth who had spoken so viciously. He swept his perception through the crowd and was shocked to find that he was unable to determine the cultivation level of this youth.

”You are?” Wandering Dragon spoke with a serious tone. The frivolous expression from before was completely gone.

”Yi Feng.” Yi Feng said calmly, not retreating because the other party was a beginner grandmaster. Although his relationship with Xue Yue was not that deep, he was not this indifferent to the point that he could only watch Xue Yue being bullied.

Although he didn't know the exact cultivation level of this young man, but he had to convince himself that there was still such a young Xiantian master in this world, even if he were to kill him, he wouldn't be able to believe it. When the dragon's eyes grew fierce, the aura of its body instantly exploded, like a storm sweeping towards Yi Feng.

The aura of the Wandering Dragon felt real, and even Xue Yue, who was beside her, was shocked. Even she herself could not handle the aura of a grandmaster level expert, hence she started to worry for Yi Feng.

Compared to Sun Qian's aura, Wandering Dragon's aura was several times more tyrannical and even more violent. With a cold snort, Yi Feng entered his battle mode. He did not emit any kind of aura. He just stood there quietly with a calm look in his eyes.

Wandering Dragon and Xue Yue were shocked at the same time. Although Yi Feng did not take half a step forward and did not emit any aura to resist, such a wind was like a thousand-year-old pine. No matter how big the hurricane was, the pine tree would stand straight in the gale.

Wandering Dragon no longer had any doubts. This young man was definitely a super master, and even though he was the young master of Cloud Brook Pavilion, he didn't need to be an enemy to such a master. Besides, if the Xuan Dao Sect went berserk, it wasn't something he could handle. He withdrew his aura, cupped his hands, and respectfully said: ”I have offended many people, please forgive me.”

This was how the world worked. Strength was a pass. Only by possessing strength that far surpassed others would one be respected.

”Step down.” Yi Feng said coldly. With a dull face, he walked towards the corridor and suddenly appeared in the hall on the first floor.

Xue Yue was stunned for a moment. She knew that Yi Feng was only a beginner warrior, but she did not expect that he would be able to scare away a dragon. She inwardly laughed and followed Yi Feng downstairs.

Everyone in the hall was abnormally quiet. They had all felt the aura emitted by the dragon earlier. Some of them had even circulated their true energy to barely resist the pressure. However, the youth in white calmly walked down. Everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Disregarding everyone's surprise, Yi Feng and the other two walked out of Cloud Creek Pavilion and headed towards Whirlwind. However, behind them, Xue Yue couldn't help but smile. Looking at the youth's back, Xue Yue suddenly had the illusion that she definitely wouldn't be harmed.

Xue Yue herself didn't know why this youth would give her such a feeling. After turning into an alleyway, Xue Yue was suddenly startled.

Yi Feng, who was at the front, suddenly stopped as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

”Are you hurt?” Xue Yue quickly held the youth and said with concern. Her tone had a trace of worry that even she couldn't detect.

”Right.” Yi Feng nodded and said softly.

Although Yi Feng could barely hold on to the momentum emitted by the Wandering Dragon just now, it was still a Primary Grandmaster, and its momentum was far beyond that of a Martial Master. If it were not for his enhanced perception, he would have been severely injured.

”Wandering Dragons might come after us. Let's go back first and not let anyone else know.” Casually wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Yi Feng spoke in an indifferent tone.

Xue Yue originally wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't. Looking at the young man's frail back, her heart ached. She then chased after the young man, walking towards the Xuan Feng residence.