Chapter 1304 - 1301: Homecoming, Nine-Tailed Demon Fox!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The crescent moon hung high, the piercing gale twisted and transformed the clouds in the sky, casting large shadows on the ground.

Under a cliff in the wilderness, a campfire leapt continuously, its orange flames bringing a sliver of safety to the night.

Not far from the campfire, Luo Feng sat cross-legged under a large stone, each breath causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly as he cultivated.

With his current level of cultivation and Qinggong skills, it would only take him two or three days to travel from Linglong Hall back to Panlong City at normal speed. Since there were still five days left before he would meet Yue Haitang, Jiang Fengfeng, and the others, he had plenty of time and no need to rush.

Thus, Luo Feng decided to travel by day and seize the night to cultivate, striving to stabilize his realm at the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm as soon as possible, and to advance the Demon Form Technique to the sixth level’s Demon Qi Liberation.

As the night deepened, True Yuan from the dragon veins completed one Grand Circulation after another in Luo Feng’s meridians, gradually enhancing the quality of his True Yuan.

Rustle rustle rustle...

A faint sound of footsteps rose with the wind.

By the moonlight, many huge shadows could be seen stepping out of the night, silently approaching Luo Feng. Each pair of blood-red eyes revealed a bloodthirsty and hideous glint. They were massive azure wolves standing nearly three meters tall.

Forty to fifty azure wolves surrounded the entire cliff, locking their pupils onto Luo Feng. Saliva dripped from their sinisterly fanged mouths, clearly regarding Luo Feng as prey.

Just as the wolf pack was about to launch a sneak attack,

suddenly,

Luo Feng opened his eyes, his bright gaze outshining the campfire, illuminating the void shrouded by the night.

Aoooo...

Meeting Luo Feng’s gaze, the azure wolves who were previously brimming with murderous intent whimpered mournfully, their massive bodies prostrating on the ground, trembling in fear as they looked at Luo Feng.

The human before them seemed young, but the aura he emitted just now was too terrifying. The azure wolves instinctively sensed danger and dared not entertain thoughts of hunting.

Whoosh!

With a wave of his hand, Luo Feng sent a strong gust of air, sending dozens of giant wolves flying away.

The wolves hit the ground, then scattered and fled without daring to look back, disappearing into the night in an instant.

Having driven away the wolves, Luo Feng exhaled gently, sensing the True Yuan within him. He mused: The Divine Dragon Nine Changes is truly incredible. My Cloud Dragon Transformation is advancing, and my cultivation speed has greatly increased. In another two days, my realm should stabilize at the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm. I wonder how I’d fare against Jiang Fengfeng now?

After thinking for a moment, Luo Feng shook his head slightly. Common True Yuan Realm martial artists at the early fifth level he no longer deemed worth noting.

But Jiang Fengfeng is different. She is a Sword Dao genius who has comprehended Sword Intent and is a disciple of the Sword Tomb, likely possessing hidden means. Her true strength is hard to gauge. Who is stronger can only be determined in a serious fight.

"It’s a pity the Demon Form Technique hasn’t reached the sixth level’s Demon Qi Liberation yet. Otherwise, my strength could increase by at least twenty percent, and Jiang Fengfeng would definitely not be a match."

As the thought passed, Luo Feng retrieved the remaining Demon Cloud Fruit from his Washing Dragon Ring.

"This Demon Cloud Fruit should still support my cultivation for three days. I hope the Demon Form Technique can break through within three days."

Gazing at the Demon Cloud Fruit in his hand, Luo Feng discarded all distractions, and blood-red demon fire rose from his body as he began cultivating the Demon Form Technique.

Traveling by day at full speed and seizing the night to cultivate, time slipped by swiftly amidst productivity.

At noon two days later, Luo Feng returned to Panlong City.

His elder brother Luo Xiao had already returned to the Golden Palace to cultivate, leaving only Luotian and Yang Qing at home.

Luotian and Yang Qing had long heard of Luo Feng’s victory in the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Assembly. Seeing him suddenly return, they were both overjoyed.

But when they heard Luo Feng was leaving the Canglang Dynasty to roam the outside world, Yang Qing immediately dissuaded him, and Luotian remained silent.

The outside world is vast, filled with dangers. Even a True Yuan Realm martial artist could perish if not careful, and to them, Luo Feng’s life mattered more than anything.

However, with Luo Feng’s insistence, Luotian and Yang Qing could only reluctantly agree.

Originally planning to depart for Sky Water Port immediately after bidding farewell, Luo Feng felt reluctant knowing he might be gone for half a year, and decided to stay another night with his parents.

With Luo Feng’s seventeenth birthday approaching, Yang Qing personally prepared a feast for him that night, ordering a grand banquet in the residence, celebrating his seventeenth birthday in advance...

The next day.

As dawn broke, on the road ten miles outside Panlong City’s city gate, three figures walked side by side.

"Father, Mother, you should stay here,"

Luo Feng stopped and said to Yang Qing and Luotian.

If they continued like this, perhaps this road would never end.

Yang Qing wiped her slightly moist eyes, touched Luo Feng’s cheek, "Feng Er, be careful in the jianghu. Remember to send Spirit Mirror messages often. Mother will miss you."

"Mother, I will."

"Feng Er, your father is proud of you."

Luotian patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, his voice lower than usual.

Luo Feng took a deep breath, bowed before Luotian and Yang Qing, "Father, Mother, take care. Your son is leaving."

With that, Luo Feng rose, performed the Sky Cloud Step, his figure shooting into the sky without looking back, heading off into the distance.

"Qing Er, we have a good son."

Luotian held Yang Qing, the two standing side by side, watching Luo Feng leave until he disappeared into the vast horizon.

...

With two days remaining, Luo Feng didn’t hurry to Sky Water Port, still traveling by day and training at night.

The night he left Panlong City, his realm finally stabilized at the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm, with slight improvements in both quality and quantity of True Yuan. Next, he dedicated all his energy to cultivating the Demon Form Technique.

On the fourth night, Luo Feng appeared at the edge of the Cloud Peak Mountain Range, finding a tranquil valley to continue practicing the Demon Form Technique.

"Indeed, having the Demon Cloud Fruit assist cultivation makes a difference. Progress in the Demon Form Technique has been substantial these days. However, this Demon Cloud Fruit is reaching its limit; tonight should be the last night..."

Luo Feng looked at the pea-sized remaining Demon Cloud Fruit in his hand, exhaled deeply, and said to himself, "I hope it succeeds."

Finished speaking, Luo Feng closed his eyes, immersing his entire body and mind in the practice of the Demon Form Technique.

As True Yuan circulated, a vicious aura emanated from him, creating a blood-red demon fire around his body, ceaselessly boiling.

From a skyward view, the entire valley overflowed with blood-red Demon Qi.

Behind Luo Feng, in the void, the illusory figure of a Nine-Tailed Demon Fox flickered, its massive silhouette reaching skyward, almost level with the valley. Nine fox tails swayed in the valley with the wind, evoking awe.

With the apparition of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, countless mournful cries arose from the surrounding mountains, as all Demon Beasts within a ten-mile radius were terrified into trembling, not daring to show themselves...