Chapter 2: Fang Yunshan

  Fangyun Mountain in Zhao State is just an inconspicuous small mountain, stretching for hundreds of miles. There are no strange peaks or cliffs on the mountain, nor any famous caves. At the foot of the mountain, there are only a few small villages and one small town. According to some villagers nearby, it's often possible to see some immortal figures flying through the air.

  Actually, Fang Yunshan doesn't have any legendary figures, but there are two or three small immortal sects stationed here. Although these three sects can't even be counted in the entire Zhao State, they do have some reputation within a few hundred miles around here.

  Among the three sects, the strongest is undoubtedly the Xianyun Sect, followed by the Huoyun Gate, and the Fengxing Gate ranks last. These three sects have coexisted on this mountain for over a thousand years, with the Xianyun Sect as the leader, and they generally get along peacefully. In times of crisis, they will even join forces to defend against external enemies. Of course, some minor frictions are inevitable.

  That night, under the cover of darkness, several disciples of Feng Xing Men secretly slipped down from Fang Yun Shan.

  First and foremost, there was a handsome young man holding a folding fan, who was the only inner door disciple among them. His name was Tang Feng. As they walked, the other disciples of Feng Xing Gate all revolved around him, each one flattering him in a subtle manner, making this inner door disciple feel extremely pleased.

  "I'm telling you, Tang Shixiong, with your cultivation, you're also one of the top-ranked among the inner sect disciples. When are you going to get your hands on Xi Yun Sect's Luochenshenzi? Let's go celebrate with a drink!" The speaker was a yellow-robed outer sect disciple named Zhou Hang, who had a sly look on his face and was in the Qi Refining stage. He was also one of the best at flattering people among these few individuals.

  Tang Feng's face showed a calm and composed expression, but his mouth was coldly smiling as he said: "Miss Luo has an innate talent that is rare in the world. She entered the Xianyun Sect just four years ago and has already reached the middle stage of Qi Refining. She can be considered a once-in-a-century genius in this Cloud Mountain region. A woman like her, who is as beautiful as a celestial maiden descended to earth, is not someone I can easily get my hands on."

  "Tang Shixiong is too modest, you and Luo Xianzi are a perfect match, a talented man paired with a beautiful woman."

  "Right, we're just waiting for your wedding wine then."

  The rest of the outer disciples were all flattering each other, and Tang Feng was also very pleased, with a smile on his face. When he heard something to his liking, he would frequently nod his head in agreement.

  A group of five people arrived at an inn in a nearby town. Although it is said that cultivators who reach the state of Bigu can go without eating or drinking, this only applies to powerful cultivators. For those like them who are still in the Qi Refining and Qi Gathering stages, they have not yet transcended their mortal nature. They still need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, and the food they usually ate on the mountain had long since become disgusting to them. Now, they just wanted to sneak out and enjoy some of the flavors of the mortal world.

  A few people sat down at a table by the window, called over the waiter, ordered a table of wine and dishes, and then started chatting.

  At this moment, a man and a woman walked in from the door. Judging from their appearance, they should be a pair of siblings. They both carried worldly weapons on them, presumably being chivalrous heroes traveling through the Jianghu.

  Tang Feng naturally didn't put these secular heroes in his eyes, not even giving them a glance. In the eyes of a cultivator, ordinary people are like ants, and they are completely people from different worlds.

  Originally, Tang Feng and his friends could have enjoyed a peaceful moment before returning to the mountain to cultivate, but some people would inevitably stir up trouble.

  "Brother Tang, look at that girl, she's so stunning, almost comparable to the Luoxiazi." Zhou Hang, a bootlicker, whispered in Tang Feng's ear with a lewd smile.

  Tang Feng shifted his gaze to the young girl, and was taken aback by what he saw. He hadn't expected to find such an otherworldly beauty in this mundane world. Her eyes were like clear spring water, her eyebrows were as delicate as a poem, her face was as lovely as a lotus flower emerging from the water, and her black hair shone with a soft luster, flowing like silk. A beautiful green dress showcased her perfect figure to everyone present.

  This young girl's beauty is comparable to that of Lu Xuezi from the Xianyun Sect, and she only slightly lags behind in terms of temperament.

  Tang Feng gave Zhou Hang a look, then sat down at the table with ease, but his eyes fell on the face of the stunning girl and he began to gaze at her unscrupulously.

  Zhou Hang walked up to the brother and sister under Tang Feng's hint, and started teasing them. But this brother and sister were not easy to mess with, they were the famous Yan siblings in the Jianghu, the man was called Yan Fei, his martial arts skills were extraordinary, almost reaching the peak of the secular world. The girl was called Yan Yuqing, she was the number one beauty in the Zhao Guo Wulin, and also had a strong martial arts skills.

  Zhou Hang, although a cultivator, was only a half-baked Qi Refining stage outer sect disciple. How could he be a match for the Yan siblings? As a result, he was slapped away by Yan Fei with one hand and didn't even have the strength to fight back.

  Cultivators are powerful, but before the foundation-building period, they don't differ much from ordinary mortals. Yan Fei, a martial artist, can easily handle several Qi-refining cultivators with his cultivation skills.

  Seeing Zhou Hang's face red and swollen as he walked back, Tang Feng's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

  "You, a mere mortal, dare to be arrogant in front of us?" Tang Feng's body was as light as a feather, and he floated like a ghost to the front of the Yan brothers. His eyes swept across their faces, but lingered for a moment on Yan Yuqing's stunning face.

  Yan Fei was taken aback by Tang Feng's extraordinary demeanor, and hastily rose to his feet to pay his respects: "I am Yan Fei, the son of the leader of the Red Swallow Sect of Zhao State; if I have committed any offense, please forgive me."

  "Red Swallow Gate? Never heard of it." Tang Feng snorted, his tone somewhat disdainful. He naturally understood that Yan Fei was referring to a mortal martial arts sect in the mundane world, and such a sect wasn't even worth his notice.

  Yan Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and she hummed softly as she pulled her sister Yan Yuqing out.

  Zhou Hang and several others were about to go and stop them, but were stopped by Tang Feng.

  "Tang Shixiong, why didn't you make a move?" a puzzled outer sect disciple asked.

  Tang Feng said in a low voice: "There are more people here, it's not suitable for action. If we make a move here and the people on the mountain find out, it will be troublesome."

  "That's right, Brother Tang is indeed thoughtful." Several outer sect disciples flattered in unison.

  Yan Yuqing was pulled by Yan Fei to walk quickly towards the outside, Yan Fei's face flickered with a solemn expression.

  "Brother, why don't you take action and teach them a lesson." Yan Yuqing's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Yan Fei's approach.

  "I observe these people, their temperament is extraordinary, their spirit is full, not like ordinary people in this world. I feel the same aura as Master Fan Hui, I suspect they are cultivators."

  "Practitioner of the Immortal Path?" Yan Yuqing seemed to have also heard of the legend, and a look of reverence appeared on her face. Her footsteps quickened as she walked.

  The two of them had been traveling for dozens of miles in a row, and Yanzhuo Qing was gradually unable to hold on.

  "They won't come after us, will they?" Yan Yuqing asked with some concern.

  The swallow flew around and looked around for a while, and sighed softly: "It should not have been chased over, it seems that those cultivators will not make things difficult for us ordinary people."

  "Brother, are cultivators really that powerful?" Yan Yuqing blinked her slender and long eyebrows, asking with a hint of curiosity.

  Swallow Flying sighed, "It's not just formidable. The legendary cultivators have the divine power to capsize the seas and overturn the heavens. With a flick of their wrist, they can turn an entire city into ashes. It is said that the Broken Sky Mountain in Zhao State was split open by a cultivator with a divine sword."

  "The cultivator is so powerful, I also want to cultivate." Yan Yuqing said with an envious expression.

  "Little sister, since you want to cultivate immortality so much, let big brother teach you."

  At some point, Tang Fei was standing on the opposite tree, holding a folding fan, his eyes recklessly sizing up Yan Yuqin's slender and beautiful body.

  Yan Fei pushed Yan Yuqing behind him and with a "clang", drew out his own treasured sword.

  Tang Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing at Yan Fei's actions: "A martial arts chivalrous hero, daring to be arrogant in front of me? If you can withstand one move from me, I'll let you both go. Otherwise, this young lady will become my concubine."

  Yan Fei's face turned iron-green, his body rose into the air, and the treasure sword in his hand tore through the air, a sharp sword energy flashed towards Tang Fei on the tree like lightning.

  "Huh?" Tang Feng looked at Yan Fei with a hint of surprise, not expecting that his opponent's strength was no weaker than an average Qi Refining stage cultivator.

  The secular world's martial arts cultivated to the extreme can rival those in the immortal cultivation realm who have reached the Qi Refining stage.

  But for Tang Feng who possessed a spiritual artifact, dealing with Yan Fei was a piece of cake.

  Due to Tang Feng having a low-grade spiritual artifact bestowed by his ancestor, his strength was much greater than that of an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator. In Fangyun Mountain, inner sect disciples with spiritual artifacts were extremely rare.

  Only to see Tang Feng's hands slightly formed a hand seal, a dark short sword broke through the air, transformed into a ball of black light, easily breaking Yan Fei's sword energy, and then quickly stabbed towards Yan Fei.

  Yan Fei was startled by the speed of the short sword and hastily raised his own sword to block it.

  With a "ka" sound, Yan Fei's treasured sword was cut in two. Immediately following that was a "pu" sound as the short sword pierced directly through Yan Fei's throat.

  The whole process took less than two seconds, and Yan Fei was dead!

  A top martial artist from the secular world was instantly killed by a low-ranking disciple from the immortal cultivation world, without even having the chance to strike back.

  "Brother......" Yan Yuqing's face turned pale, hugging her brother's corpse, tears falling like pearls.

  "Little girl, don't cry anymore, let me be your brother, I will take good care of you."

  Tang Feng jumped down from the tree and walked towards Yan Yuqing, his colored eyes constantly roaming over her body.

  "Brother... let me die with you." Yan Yuqing's face was filled with shame, anger and hatred, as she raised her sword to stab Tang Feng.

  "Little sister, brother can't bear to see you in pain, how could I let you die?"

  Tang Feng struck out a spell seal with his hand, and a flash of spiritual light fixed Yan Yuqing in place. He was using the low-level Immobilization Technique, which still had an effect on some ordinary people.

  "Little sister, let brother take good care of you." Tang Feng skillfully cast a fireball technique, incinerating Yan Fei's corpse into ashes. Then, he carried Tang Yuqing's enticing and lifeless body towards the forest.

  "Haha, heaven is too kind to me, actually sending such a stunning beauty right in front of me."

  Tang Feng gently untied Tang Yuqing's belt with his hand, revealing the pink underwear and a large area of skin as white as ice and snow inside. A pair of lustful hands entered the dress and began to tease the girl's sensitive areas with skilled movements.

  Tang Yuqing's eyes were filled with crystal tears, and even if she had a thousand unwillingness in her heart, she couldn't help it. Her jade-like cheeks involuntarily flushed with a delicate red, and her breathing gradually became rapid...

  Tang Feng quickly took off his clothes, and slowly peeled off Tang Yuqing's undergarments. He held the beauty in front of him, starting to indulge in carnal pleasure. For a moment, the forest was filled with the atmosphere of spring, and moans echoed continuously.

  However, at this moment, the space slightly trembled, and then a rotating bright light appeared. This bright spot, like a lightning bolt, struck Tang Feng's body. Tang Feng's body, which was about to enter, involuntarily shook, and suddenly stiffened there...