Chapter 105: The Upcoming Splendor

  "When the opportunity arises, I don't know if you have set out for the Ten Thousand Demons' Cave?"

  Shen Zhaoxuan said with some worry.

  These words fell into Ning Feng's ears, like a thunderclap, he suddenly turned his head, grasped Shen Zhaoxuan's arm and exclaimed: "Brother, what did you say? The Ten Thousand Demon Cave?"

  Ning Feng was deeply impressed by this name and asked in pursuit; "Isn't this the foundation of the Southern Demon Sect?"

  He also remembered that the old ancestor who broke out of the Demon Sect and established the Southern Demon Sect was very powerful, and he took a top-level Soul Realm from the treasure trove of the Demon Sect and stored it in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

  "What's that soul realm called again?" Ning Feng thought for a moment and vaguely remembered it was probably called "Cloud Dream Lake" or something.

  "It's there." Shen Zhaoxuan nodded affirmatively, adding: "Within this month, the masters of various veins will take action, respectively suppressing the old demons of the Southern Demon Sect. It is said that even an ancestor-level elder will come out of seclusion to suppress the high-ranking figures of the Southern Demon Sect's vein."

  "What a grand spectacle!"

  "What are we going there for?"

  Ning Feng asked excitedly, his heart racing with anticipation. Just a short three years ago, he had been wondering when the Sun God Temple would go to war with the Southern Demon Sect. Unfortunately, his cultivation hadn't improved in time, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to participate in such a battle.

  Judging from Shen Zhaoxuan's words and tone, it seems that he is likely to participate, and within a month.

  Shen Zhaoxuan patted Ning Feng's shoulder, stood with his hands behind him by the side of Mirror Lake, and said leisurely: "The dragon has its own match, the fish and shrimp are ours."

  "Of course, you younger brothers are not the main force, this is mainly just an opportunity for tempering."

  "Before you, I was about to set off with fellow disciples, your time is roughly around a month from now."

  Shen Zhaoxuan finished speaking. He thought Ning Feng would be terrified, would lose his composure, after all this was completely different from their previous travels around the world, facing a power second only to the Seven Sects of the world in such a bloody and intense battle as the war of annihilation.

  He never thought. He looked for half a day and only saw Ning Feng's calm face. The only thing he didn't know was when his tightly clenched fist revealed a hint of emotion.

  This mood is not tense, nor is it flustered, but rather exhilarated!

  Shen Zhaoxuan stood beside Ning Feng, and for a moment, he seemed to hear the sound of blood suddenly accelerating its flow, like the sound of a torrent rushing against the riverbed and riverbank.

  "Junior brother is truly a born fighter, living up to the grand entrance ceremony with his surging vital energy and fierce aura."

  Shen Zhaoxuan quietly praised him and suddenly changed his tone, saying: "Younger brother, don't be too happy yet."

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng snapped back to reality from his daydream, looking at Shen Zhaoxuan with some trepidation.

  Shen Zhaoxuan smiled slightly, and in Ning Feng's eyes, he looked truly familiar, just like the expression Tian Yunzi had when assigning him tasks.

  Thinking of this, a bad premonition emerged in his heart, like a gushing spring, and it couldn't be suppressed.

  Shen Zhaoxuan said with a hint of sympathy, "Master's meaning is that since you, my junior brother, are cultivating the Taiyang Method, you must live up to our Divine Palace's fundamental great method and not lose face."

  "In that case, tempering is indispensable, the more the better."

  "On your way to the Demon's Cave, you'll be passing through a certain region, so Master will have you take care of some trouble while you're at it."

  "After everything is done, go alone to the Ten Thousand Demon Grotto and catch up with the main troops."

  Shen Zhaoxuan finished speaking, his eyes filled with a deeper sympathetic color, while Ning Feng's face turned completely green.

  Are you kidding?

  Is this tempering?

  Is this master related by blood?

  In his mind, there were ten thousand galloping war horses, and he felt as if he himself was a large character lying on the road that these ten thousand war horses must pass through. In an instant, everything before him turned black, and he was trampled into something as thin as paper, then blown away by the wind.

  "Hiss..."

  Ning Feng subconsciously took a cold breath and felt that his future days would be dull and hopeless.

  Compared to the intense training, with the added pressure of having a senior from his sect leading the way in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, Ning Feng still felt that the trial arranged by Tian Yunzi would be even more perilous. Going alone to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave in the southern border was fraught with danger.

  "Alright..."

  No matter how unacceptable it is, I have to accept it, so I lowered my head and responded weakly.

  His mind had already started to turn around. Since he was powerless to resist, he could only enjoy it. Before that, he must make some preparations.

  Ning Feng was about to drift away when Shen Zhaoxuan placed a hand on his shoulder and said in a comforting tone, "Junior brother, try thinking of the good aspects instead."

  Even the whites of his eyes were turned up.

  How could this be thought of as a good thing? Others have already begun to enjoy their training under the care of their elders, and by the time he finishes dealing with the trouble Tianyunzi has arranged for him, the yellow flowers will have all wilted.

  Having had previous experiences with the likes of Zhi Bu You and Bei Ju Wen Chou, Ning Feng deeply understood Tian Yun Zi's way of doing things. This time around, he was determined to not even get close to the word "carefree".

  "Do you still remember the bet between Master Zhang and his master?"

  Shen Zhaoxuan said as he watched Ning Feng's eyes, and sure enough, he saw a glimmer in them.

  He shook his head and smiled, saying: "I asked around for you, brother. From what I learned from Master's old servant, it seems that your task this time is related to this treasure."

  Ning Feng indeed came in high spirits, rubbing his palms together, vividly illustrating the four words "rubbing fists and wiping palms".

  This time, Xiao Bi Li, his own banner of the planet Jupiter aside, personally saw the mountain patterned cuirass, Luo Tian's winged armor, the Eight Gates Golden Disc, the Seventh Evening Ring and other magical instruments and spiritual artifacts. He deeply understood that having these precious objects by one's side was a difference between heaven and earth.

  With this realization, Ning Feng heard the two words "treasure" and thought that this treasure could be used to make a bet with Zhuo Teaching True Man and Tianyunzi, how could his eyes not shine? They shone brighter than the sun.

  Ning Feng really wanted to hear Shen Zhaoxuan talk about the treasure again, but unexpectedly Shen Zhaoxuan stopped at that point and refused to say anything more. He only said with an envious tone: "After you obtain the treasure, Brother Disciple can go find Tian Yue Tong Ju Shu Shi and let her fulfill her previous promise."

  As they spoke, Shen Zhaoxuan's hand, which was already on Ning Feng's shoulder, pressed down heavily.

  Ning Feng suddenly understood.

  "The treasure that Shixiong mentioned is probably a rare and precious spiritual material of the Xianbao level. If it weren't, he wouldn't have brought up Tianyue Tongjun Shishu."

  "If it's really a rare treasure, what can I refine it into?"

  Ning Feng is also an optimist. Just now he was still worried, but this moment he has already started thinking about how to deal with the treasure after getting it.

  By the time he came back to his senses, Shen Zhaoxuan's figure had already disappeared into the distance on the other side of the lake, leaving only a faint voice echoing through the air:

  "Go for your brother."

  "Brother, you'd better get ready early."

  "Goodbye!"

  The words fell, and the broad robe with large sleeves drifted away.

  Ning Feng watched Shen Zhaoxuan's back disappear into the distance until he couldn't see it anymore, and then he didn't look back, heading straight down the mountain.

  As he walked, he thought:

  "The mission passed down by the master; The opportunity that may arise at any time; The journey of Wanmo Cave..."

  "The following days were wonderful."

  "What should I prepare?"