Meeting Cheng Yuanfeng Again

Two hundred spirit cores.

But after the fierce competition, a total of seventy people advanced!

For example, someone like An Yi, who alone obtained five spirit cores.

There were also a few others who, relying on exceptional strength, had slain two or three demon beasts.

Via from the Ghost Hand clan, with the heaviest killing intent, slaughtered a full seven spirit core beasts before choosing to stop.

Finally, he cast a provocative look towards An Yi, clearly having marked him as a competitor.

Damn it, this kid is just asking for a beating, daring to look at the Boss with that kind of eye!

Han Liang stepped forward, furious, rolling up his sleeves as if ready to make a move to finish off Via.

After striking a pose for a while and seeing that An Yi didn't stop him, Han Liang spat in resentment: Just looking at him, he's trash, can't be bothered to lower myself to his level!

An Yi's attention, however, was on another figure shrouded entirely in a cloak: Changfeng, who is that person?

Gu Changfeng followed An Yi's gaze.

That person's features were indistinct, but his physique was quite burly. Even with the cloak blocking the view, one could sense an extremely robust build.

Gu Changfeng shook his head: Don't know him, haven't seen this person before.

An Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, instead revealing a trace of seriousness.

This feeling... he seemed to have encountered it somewhere before.

Chi Xiao?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of that person from the Hundred Ghosts Sect who had already died.

After the qualifying round ended, everyone gathered at the high platform.

The elder Xu Kang slowly walked before the crowd and said leisurely: Congratulations to you all. Next, we will draw lots for the first round. You will be divided into two groups for arena matches. The last one standing in each group is the winner.

As he spoke, the seventy martial artists took turns drawing lots.

Not far away stood Murong Qinghong.

This was a chance to observe the legendary Heavenly Palace Palace Master up close.

But when they reached the high platform and saw the legendary Heavenly Palace Palace Master, they felt their legs go a bit weak.

Strong!

Her aura was too powerful!

The overwhelming aura of the Heavenly Palace Palace Master made people momentarily forget her exquisite beauty and her figure full of charm.

Hu Fei, Via, Ma Duoke, and a few others, upon seeing the Heavenly Palace Palace Master, revealed greedy looks in their eyes, but dared not show it openly.

This woman truly is a stunner!

Murong Qinghong's expression remained calm. Over the years, she had grown accustomed to the greedy looks men gave her body.

However, not a single one dared to reveal their true feelings to her face.

At that moment, Murong Qinghong heard a faint whistling sound.

That tall minotaur was winking at her!

Murong Qinghong's jade-like hands had already clenched tightly.

No matter the outcome!

That minotaur, she would kill him for sure!

Night fell, in the tavern.

An Yi cleared his throat lightly and said: Tomorrow, which groups are you all in?

Upon hearing this, the others checked their drawn lots.

I'm in group thirty!

I'm in group nine!

After comparing them once, they breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing no overlaps among themselves.

It's only the first round; it would be awkward to run into one of our own already.

Hua Fengyu curled his lips into a smile: The night is long, how about we go have some fun at the brothel?

Han Liang rubbed his hands together, grinning: This, this isn't good, is it?

Gu Changfeng said leisurely: Are there any fourteen or fifteen-year-olds?

Hua Fengyu was slightly taken aback, instinctively shaking his head: Probably not.

I, Gu Changfeng, am a man of integrity and would never go to such places.

With a flick of his folding fan, Gu Changfeng actually had a bit of a chivalrous air about him.

Tu Langlang hesitated: That kind of place, is it really...

An Yi said coldly: No one is allowed to go!

They came to Huang City firstly to infiltrate the Heavenly Palace, and secondly to rescue Shangguan Qianqian. How could they waste time here?

As the master of the Asura Sect, he still knew how to weigh priorities.

Hua Fengyu said: My treat!

At that moment, An Yi had already transformed into the appearance of Lin Chen and said seriously: Then what are we waiting for?!

Comfortable, damn comfortable.

A fat man with an oily body, like a lump of streaky pork, lay collapsed on a recliner.

Surrounding him were chirping, fluttering women filled with the scent of powder.

Second Master Xing, how did Xuanxuan take care of you?

One woman hung on him, stroking his chin and asking softly.

What about Yan'er?

Another woman, feeling unconvinced, leaned against his chest, stroking his second chin and asked.

Second Master Xing immediately laughed: You women, so naughty, deserve a spanking!

Following that, the woman beside him received a light slap from Second Master Xing.

She stood up, giving Second Master Xing a coquettish glare: I won't pay attention to you anymore, you even hit me!

Ah, Ting Ting, it's because I dote on you. Come on, show Second Master Xing your special skill again.

The woman called Ting Ting glanced sideways with her phoenix eyes, then picked up a long xiao (vertical bamboo flute) and began to play.

The melodious tune echoed throughout the brothel!

Second Master Xing closed his eyes, tapping his fingers to the rhythm of the music.

This song, "Willow Breeze," tells the story of two sworn brothers dying tragically far from home.

Listening to it, tears slowly welled up in the corners of Second Master Xing's eyes.

Enough, enough, stop playing. Getting old, can't bear to hear such tunes anymore. All of you, leave now.

Second Master Xing said, shedding tears, using his sleeve to wipe them away.

The several singing girls had no choice but to stop and slowly leave.

Murong Qinghong, if you have the ability, don't ever let me rise again!

Second Master Xing drank a cup of wine and said angrily.

Back then, his elder brother died under suspicious circumstances. Soon after, their Xing family branch of the Heavenly Palace was implicated in various problems and executed.

If not for the need to silence the mouths of the world, even he, the younger brother of the previous Palace Master, would probably have died at the hands of that ruthless woman.

Xing Yunhai, quite in the mood for enjoyment.

A cold, serene voice came from above.

Suddenly, Second Master Xing felt a chill run down his spine: Who's there!

The figure of a middle-aged man slowly emerged from the brothel staircase.

Looking at this somewhat familiar figure, Second Master Xing's plump body hastily retreated a few steps: You are... Cheng, Cheng Yuanfeng!

Heh, Second Master Xing actually still recognizes me.

Cheng Yuanfeng slowly walked forward, killing intent suddenly appearing: The sins committed by you people of the Heavenly Palace must be repaid!

Second Master Xing trembled all over in fear, stammering: You, you weren't already twenty years ago...

I've recovered, and now I'm here to settle accounts! Cheng Yuanfeng said coldly.

He gathered a sharp gust of wind energy in his hand and fiercely slashed out.

Second Master Xing was scared out of his wits.

Cheng Yuanfeng's current strength was actually undiminished from back in the day, even stronger by a few degrees.

Cheng Yuanfeng sent a blast of sharp energy slashing down.

Suddenly, an armored figure descended from the sky, wielding a large blade, blocking his energy attack.

Nine Guards Soldier Yin Zheng!

Cheng Yuanfeng's eyes turned icy cold, looking at this armored person before him.

One of the Four Great Protectors of the Heavenly Palace!

Downstairs in the brothel.

Master, have another cup!

No, I don't like drinking!

An Yi yawned boredly.

He was using Lin Chen's face at the moment, which actually gave him a bit of Lin Chen's cold, aloof aura.

It couldn't be helped, the quality of these girls was too poor!

Forget a 9, probably not even a 7!

Grabbing any random one from the Azure Luan Pavilion would be of higher quality than these.

The others were clearly also lacking in enthusiasm.

Especially Gu Changfeng, with an older woman forcing her way into his embrace. His face was dark, already on the verge of exploding.

Only Hua Fengyu, accompanied by a few plump girls, was full of excitement and affection, being intimate and affectionate.

An Yi finally understood why he had puffy eye bags and such abundant luck with women.

This guy isn't picky at all!

Damn it, what kind of quality is this! Han Liang gritted his teeth in anger.

Tu Langlang whispered: Didn't you hear what the madam said? All the pretty girls have been taken by that Second Master Xing.

Outrageous!

An Yi clenched his fist and slammed the table in anger.

The esteemed master of the Asura Sect, how could he possibly endure such an insult!

And this is what others paid for!

This is it?!

Thud!

Right at that moment, a sudden explosive sound of floorboards shattering rang out.

The entire second floor of the brothel collapsed directly, and a figure came crashing down.

The crowd was horrified.

An Yi looked up, and after seeing clearly, his eyes widened in shock: Old Man Cheng!