Once Upon a Time in Aoqing

"Boom, boom, boom, what the hell!"

"These cultivators have no manners at all. Can't they make such loud noises without disturbing others? If they want to make a breakthrough, why don't they find a place where there's no one around?"

Yi Feng looked at the constant rumbling in the distance, accompanied by a string of curses.

While cursing, Yi Feng walked towards the back of the martial arts hall.

Old Man Wu and the other two were still cultivating the land. Although their progress was not fast, Yi Feng didn't mind. After all, they were already old, and they were doing their job steadily.

It was Lu DaSheng who impressed him a bit.

Unreliable person, but he did a good job of shoveling dung!

In the following days, everything fell into place, and Zhong Qing's injuries slowly improved.

And Yi Feng returned to his lazy state.

However, as a lazy person, he would still find time to practice some music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

"Music: Profound and captivating."

"Chess: Unparalleled in the world."

"Calligraphy: Perfect mastery."

"Painting: On par with the divine."

Looking at his progress in learning, Yi Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He guessed right about chess and calligraphy. It should be the same as the music. Because he had played chess and written novels before, his proficiency had accumulated over time.

As for painting, it overlapped with his previous experience of drawing martial arts books, so he didn't need to practice and could directly reach the level of being on par with the divine. He tried painting a landscape, and it turned out to be exquisite.

This saved Yi Feng a lot of time.

If he had to start practicing everything from the beginner level, he didn't know how long it would take. And he didn't really care about mounts; as long as this damn system didn't take back the martial arts hall.

With that in mind, Yi Feng immersed himself in his practice once again.

Ao Qing, lying on the ground, was bored. He really missed the time when he used to cause trouble with Skeleton Brother!

At this moment, a faint light flickered on the mark on his forehead, the unique communication mark of the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Clan.

Glancing at Yi Feng, who was focused on playing the qin, Ao Qing stood up and ran outside the martial arts hall.

After leaving the martial arts hall, Ao Qing immediately unleashed his top speed, disappearing like a shooting star in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that now, he had already reached the realm of the Demon King while following Yi Feng.

After leaving Pingjiang City, he rushed into the mountains.

An hour later, several figures appeared in front of him, looking down at him from a higher position.

The leader was a cold-looking woman with a red mark on her fair forehead.

Beside the woman, there were several black-robed figures with powerful auras. If there were experts here, they would notice the strong demonic energy emanating from these people.

"Ao Qingcheng, why is it you?"

Seeing this woman, Ao Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he instinctively took a few steps back.

"Yes, it's me."

The woman turned her back to Ao Qing and spoke in a tone devoid of emotion. "How about it, have you been well?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Qing's face revealed a look of hatred.

Although this woman was beautiful, she was as venomous as a snake.

She was the saintess of the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Clan, on par with her father in status. Within the entire clan, all the demon wolves regarded her as their goddess.

Initially, Ao Qing also had deep admiration for her, but even as the third prince of the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Tribe, he didn't have the qualification to speak to her. In her presence, he felt a profound sense of inferiority and could only observe from a distance, not daring to approach.

But one day, she suddenly approached him.

Just when he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life and gave her the only treasure he had, she publicly pushed Ao Qing into the abyss.

Under the cover of night, she infiltrated the saintess's palace, plotting something sinister.

With this accusation, Ao Qing became the target of condemnation throughout the tribe and was banished by his own father. At the same time, a seal was placed upon him, preventing him from transforming for ten years.

After being expelled from the tribe, Ao Qing inadvertently stumbled into danger and suffered severe injuries, losing all his cultivation. If it hadn't been for his encounter with the master, he would have long since perished at the hands of his enemies.

This time, he thought it was one of the few good friends in his tribe who had sent him a message, as they shared a special connection. But he never expected it to be Ao Qingcheng.

Presumably, Ao Qingcheng had sensed the fluctuation in their connection.

"What do you want?" Ao Qing asked in a cold voice.

"Do you know why I deceived the Wind Chasing Key from you?" Ao Qingcheng said leisurely, "Because this Wind Chasing Key is the key to my clan's secret realm."

"What?" Ao Qing was slightly surprised, finally understanding why Ao Qingcheng had gone to such lengths to deceive the key from him.

"You're surprised, aren't you?" Ao Qingcheng's voice came coldly.

"Let me tell you a joke. When you were born, the old patriarch used the clan's divination to determine that you were the child of great destiny who would lead the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Clan to glory. So, when you were born, he gave you this Wind Chasing Key and placed a seal on it. Only you can use this key."

"But what no one expected was that this so-called child of great destiny is nothing more than a worthless waste in the tribe, leading the tribe to glory? It's a big joke!"

"You..."

"Shut up!"

Ao Qing trembled with anger, his eyes turning red.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Ao Qingcheng said coldly, "Now you're wandering outside, unable to even return to the tribe. You're just a stray dog, so where is your great destiny?"

"You..."

Ao Qingcheng's words struck Ao Qing's soul.

Being expelled from the tribe had always been a painful memory for him, especially the injustice and being beaten by everyone. It was a feeling that was hard to put into words.

"But now, I can give you a chance."

Suddenly, Ao Qingcheng's tone changed, and at the same time, her body turned around, revealing a face that matched her name, a face that could topple nations.

"Come back to the tribe with me and use the Wind Chasing Key to open the secret realm. I can help you lift the seal and regain your human form. At the same time, I will find a way to clear up the tribe's misunderstanding of you."

"And of course, in the end, I will give you a generous reward!"

With those words, her slender jade hand pulled out a sparkling and translucent white pill. She leisurely said, "This is a Yao King Pill. With this Yao King Pill, it can help you break through the realm of a Yao King. Considering your aptitude, it can save you at least fifty years of arduous cultivation."

"What do you think?"

Ao Qingcheng slightly lifted her enchanting red lips.

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