Yi Feng instinctively stepped forward to examine Li Moqiu's wounds.
"Whew!"
"Did this woman have a bomb installed in her stomach or something?"
Yi Feng couldn't help but complain, but seeing Li Moqiu on the brink of death and the surrounding area desolate with no one in sight, he knew he had to treat her wounds or she would really be done for. Although this woman was quite frustrating, her intentions weren't bad.
Yi Feng had no choice but to gather some herbs for stopping blood and relieving pain, chewed them up, and slapped them onto Li Moqiu's abdomen.
Soon.
The bleeding stopped.
Li Moqiu's complexion also improved slightly, though she remained unconscious.
With no other options, Yi Feng had to carry her on his back and head down the mountain.
Luckily, as soon as he entered the city, he found out that Li Moqiu was from the Li family of Tianlun City, a local powerhouse in Tianlun City.
After contacting the Li family, Yi Feng finally got rid of this trouble.
Dusty from head to toe, he had just reached the gate of his courtyard when he found it already packed with a large crowd—young men, beautiful women, old men, and elderly women of all ages, dressed in various attire.
As soon as they saw Yi Feng, they swarmed over.
We pay our respects to the esteemed predecessor.
"The crowd bowed in unison."
Yi Feng was utterly speechless.
Great.
Just as he got rid of one trouble, another flock of troubles showed up.
He once again patiently explained, "Everyone, I've said it before, that so-called Demon God formation was just a misunderstanding; I was just passing by."
Moreover, I'm not a Sixth Rank Array Master at all.
“Master, there's no need to explain. We already know you're not a Sixth-Rank Array Master but an Eighth-Rank Array Master,” one of the old men shouted.
That's right, we've long known you're an Eighth rank, not a Sixth rank.
“Yes, yes, it's spread all over Heavenly Array Immortal Continent; everyone knows you're an Eighth-Rank Formation Master.”
Others chimed in one after another.
??????
Yi Feng was full of question marks.
He could accept being rumored as a Sixth Rank, but how did he become an Eighth Rank in just a couple of days?
"All of you, get out... No one is allowed to disturb me."
Yi Feng directly issued an expulsion order and then slammed the courtyard gate shut.
Time slowly passed.
With no immediate worries about food and drink, Yi Feng adjusted his schedule.
The previous delays plus the time that had passed now totaled two months. He needed to plan carefully how to find the last eligible disciple within the next ten months.
What frustrated Yi Feng was that the system never gave him a clear standard, forcing him to rely on luck.
If only one of the many disciples seeking him out met the conditions, it would save him a lot of trouble. But in reality, Yi Feng had observed, and not a single one met the system's requirements.
Another urgent issue to address was his future food and the travel expenses for the next ten months, which needed serious consideration.
Thinking about it made his head hurt.
During this period.
The outside's praise and rumors about Yi Feng had reached a peak.
More and more people from all directions flocked to Tianlun City to seek him as a master, including disciples from major powers sneaking out to do so.
...
Heavenly Array Pavilion.
This was the largest force on Heavenly Array Immortal Continent, a true giant.
Because the Heavenly Array Pavilion was home to an Eighth-Rank Array Master.
However, this Eighth-grade Array Master had rarely made an appearance in recent years. The last time he acted seemed to be several hundred years ago.
This day.
The array of the Heavenly Array Pavilion activated.
The entire sky glowed with colorful clouds.
Someone from the Heavenly Array Pavilion saw this and exclaimed in astonishment: "The Ancestral Master has been in closed-door cultivation for a century and has now emerged."
In awe.
A elder led several high-level personnel toward the secret chamber to greet him.
Inside the secret room.
Surrounded by the crowd.
An elderly man with a hawkish nose and face slowly walked out.
Entering the grand hall, he sat down slowly, his face showing a hint of satisfaction.
Because the century-long seclusion had been fruitful.
He had gained many new insights.
With these new understandings and his status as the only Eighth-level Array Master on the Heavenly Array Immortal Continent, the Heavenly Array Pavilion would rally the hearts of the entire continent, firmly controlling the Heavenly Array Immortal Continent under the grasp of the Heavenly Array Pavilion.
He was about to announce the good news when he glanced at the crowd below and frowned immediately.
Because in the vast hall, aside from a few elderly elders, there was no one else in sight.
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