Chapter 35 Leaving the Valley (Part 2)

  A night without words.

  The next morning, Lingfeng arrived at the secret temple under the leadership of the three elders in the Valley of Hidden Dragons.

  Standing in the spacious great hall, Ling Feng's eyes scanned around and found that except for himself and the three elders, there was no one else in the hall, not even the High Priest had appeared.

  For the most mysterious and revered Soul Master of the Southern Wilderness, Saloman, Ling Feng was filled with curiosity, wanting to see what he looked like. After all, such a peerless expert wasn't someone that anyone could easily meet.

  His gaze fell on the three elders standing beside him, each with a respectful expression, hands hanging down, and a demeanor that didn't dare to let out a big breath. Ling Feng found it amusing in his heart, but his face didn't reveal anything.

  Yesterday, he learned that he would be leaving the valley and going undercover to the Xianmen sect. At first, Lingfeng's mind was filled with thoughts, his emotions were a bit confused and lost. After a night of contemplation, he finally figured it out.

  Since Heaven has arranged for him to be reborn in the Southern Barbarian's alien tribe, he has a responsibility to protect his home with all his might.

  In his past life, he dedicated himself to the country, with no regrets. In this life, his mission is to be loyal to his clan!

  It all made sense now, and Ling Feng felt a lot more at ease. As he was about to infiltrate the Xianmen Sect, not only did he not have any resistant emotions, but he also had some expectations in his heart.

  "I possess the Wind Spirit Root, which is considered to be an excellent innate talent. After entering a cultivation sect, I will likely become a disciple who receives focused training. At that time, even if I am unable to cultivate my clan's secret techniques, I will have the opportunity to glimpse the profound secrets of cultivators' methods. Who knows, maybe I can even become a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, one of those peerless experts!"

  At this point, a faint smile floated onto Ling Feng's face. Becoming a strong being was his goal in his past life and the greatest wish of this life. Originally, he didn't need to go through hardships and gather four beast marks, just cultivating the clan's secret technique 'Beast Soul Nine Transformations' would allow him to enter the threshold of an unparalleled strong being without any obstruction.

  Unfortunately, the bright path was ruined by the evil beast dwelling in the soul, which swallowed its own three-beast tattoos, making it impossible to become a four-soul warrior.

  Fortunately, the heavens do not cut off a person's path, if the east is not bright, the west is bright. One has an innate spiritual root, and if they were to join a Xianmen sect, they would gain insight into its profound secrets, and thus be able to embark on another path leading to becoming an unparalleled strong being!

  "Heaven has finally treated me with some respect!"

  Having one more choice than ordinary people is better than having no choice at all, even if the road ahead is bumpy and rough. Ling Feng was already content with that.

  At the moment he stood there in a daze, an old voice suddenly echoed through the great hall.

  "You're all here!"

  As soon as the voice fell, Ling Feng came back to his senses and saw out of the corner of his eye that the three old men standing beside him slightly bowed their heads, with even more respectful expressions on their faces. He knew in his heart that the host had arrived!

  Under his gaze, a black air suddenly appeared on the stone chair in front of the main hall, and in an instant, the black air disappeared, and an old man wearing a black robe appeared out of thin air, sitting upright on the stone chair, looking at him with a calm and emotionless gaze!

  "Is he the great priest Solomon of the Soul Clan?"

  The old man had a hawk-like nose and deep-set eyes, his face was full of wrinkles and looked like it had been through the vicissitudes of life. His eyes were bright and piercing, as if they could see right through everything in the world, even people's souls. Under the gaze of these two eyes, Ling Feng's body trembled involuntarily.

  "See the High Priest!"

  The three elders immediately bowed their heads and paid homage after the old man in black appeared, with an extremely respectful expression.

  Ling Feng saw the situation and forcibly suppressed the emotional turmoil in his heart. He bowed and said, "Disciple pays respects to the Grand Priest!"

  "Are you Ling Feng?"

  That black-robed old man, who was also the great priest of the Soul Clan, Salomon, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then slowly opened his mouth to ask.

  The negative emotions in his heart gradually dissipated, and Ling Feng's mood became calm. Facing the question of this extraordinary strong man in front of him, he thought for a moment and replied: "Report to the Grand Priest, I am not Ling Feng!"

  "Oh?" Solomon's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze filled with interest as he asked, "Then, who are you?"

  "Disciple Li Changqing!"

  As Ling Feng answered this way, the three elders standing beside him simultaneously floated a faint smile on their faces.

  "Not bad! Really not bad!" Solomon nodded after hearing, his eyes shifted from Lingfeng to the three elders, saying: "This child has been taught very well by you, very good!"

  Receiving his praise, Ling Feng didn't feel surprised. As a former member of the Dragon Squad, he had been endowed with sharp eyesight and great observational skills. When answering Solomon's questions, he recalled a sentence that Qi Changlao said before leaving yesterday.

  Starting from tonight, you are Li Changqing, and as for the name Ling Feng, you must thoroughly forget it!

  He did it! His eyes saw the smile on the faces of the three elders, and he knew that he had answered correctly!

  "This child is naturally talented and has great potential!" Old Man Qu said with a smile as he took a step forward.

  "Uh-huh!" Salo nodded, looking at Lingfeng and said: "Kid, this time you will enter the Tianji Pavilion of the Xiu Xian Men sect as Li Changqing. All arrangements have been made by the clan and there won't be any danger. As for after entering the Tianji Pavilion, you must be cautious and careful in your actions, absolutely do not reveal your true identity, or it will bring about disaster!"

  "Tianji Pavilion?"

  Ling Feng's heart moved after hearing this. According to the records of the secret temple, outside the southern wilderness is a region controlled by immortal cultivators, with vast lands and numerous populations, where dozens of countries have been established. Those who possess spiritual roots and can embark on the path of immortality are extremely few in number, while the overwhelming majority are ordinary mortals, governing their countries and establishing dynasties.

  Behind these dynasties ruled by mortals, there are always the shadows of immortal cultivators, and some were even established with the support of immortal sects.

  Dongyue Kingdom, adjacent to the Nanhuang region, has a vast territory and three Xianmen schools within its borders. Among them, Tianji Pavilion is the largest Xianmen school. Three hundred years ago, the great war that took place in Heishi City was sparked by the Tianji Pavilion cultivators who colluded with other Xianmen schools to launch a joint invasion.

  "Your identity belongs to the highest secrecy of my Nanhuang ethnic group, and except for a few people, no one else will know. After you enter the Tianji Pavilion, the clan will send someone to contact you, as for the method of contact!" Salomon's tone paused, but seeing his wide sleeve gently waving, a black bead the size of a fingertip appeared out of thin air and flew slowly towards Lingfeng.

  "What is this thing?"

  Ling Feng was shocked at the sight, seeing the black bead flying towards him, his instincts wanting to dodge. But unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, a massive force suddenly struck, and the space around his body seemed to freeze, making it impossible for him to move even an inch.

  He saw the black bead piercing into his own brow, although there was no pain or discomfort, but Ling Feng had a faintly bad feeling in his heart.

  "Don't panic, this is the 'Calm Pearl' refined by Ben Zisu!" As Solomon's hoarse voice sounded, Ling Feng felt his body lighten, and the power that had been binding him had disappeared.

  "'Ding Shen Zhu' has the effect of hiding one's aura and nourishing one's spirit, which is the result of Ben Zai's many years of hard work. However, because the beast soul bloodline in your body is too strong, even if you have cultivated the Shadow Clan's 'Yan Xi Shu', you cannot always suppress the unique aura of the Shan Man Zu Beast Soul Warriors. As long as someone with a discerning eye investigates slightly, they will immediately see through your identity!"

  After a pause, Solomon continued: "The 'Ding Shen Zhu' has another wonderful use. No matter where you are, my Soul Clan can cast a secret technique through the 'Ding Shen Zhu' to sense your location, and at the same time, you can also sense the location of the caster. Once you enter the Tianji Pavilion and settle down, the clan will send someone to contact you, and that person will be your liaison, who will convey the clan's orders!"

  "Good grief, positioning system!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

  After hearing this, it seems that the "Ding Shen Zhu" is indeed a good thing, and for oneself, it can be said to have numerous benefits without any harm.

  However, Ling Feng still had some misgivings. He wasn't worried that Solomon was hiding something from him; with his identity, there was no need for that.

  He was worried that the thing in his mind was still that despicable guy in his soul. If it had sparked curiosity about the 'Ding Shen Zhu', he didn't dare to think about what would happen, Ling Feng.

  Since he had a falling out with that guy half a year ago, Ling Feng has not entered the Soul Realm again. He was afraid that if he saw his opponent, he would be unable to restrain the anger in his heart and make an impulsive move!

  After explaining the wonders of the Ding Shen Pearl, Solomon's face showed a hint of fatigue. He glanced at Ling Feng and said faintly: "Child, your identity and name can be changed, but the bloodline that flows through your body will never change for eternity. Remember this in your heart!"

  Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat as he listened, and he hastily bowed his head in respect. In a loud voice, he said: "The Grand Priest's teachings are etched in my mind! For the sake of restoring our clan's grand legacy, I will brave boiling water and walk through fire, even if it means death!"

  "Good!" Solomon nodded and waved his hand at the crowd below, saying: "It's getting late, you all go!"

  "Roger!"

  Everyone responded in unison and then turned around and left the secret temple.

  After the three old men and Lingfeng left, the empty great hall was left with only Salomon. This peerless expert of Nanhuang, after they left his hands, suddenly turned pale in an instant, without even a hint of blood color on his lips, looking like a dead man's face, with an indescribable eeriness.

  "It's almost... it's almost... soon I will..." He panted, muttering to himself, his voice barely audible at the end. His complexion was poor, but a hint of excitement shone through in his eyes...