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Chapter 550: Chapter 266: A Single Flaw in a Hundred Plans (Part 2)

What news are you referring to? Jiang Feng couldn’t answer.

Following the other’s words, Jiang Feng was worried about revealing his cover.

If he outright denied it, the other party might think too much.

However, just as he was troubled and unsure how to respond, the old master of the hall noticed Jiang Feng’s predicament and suddenly realized something. He hurriedly clasped his hands in apology, saying, "I misspoke, please don’t blame me, sir. Two hundred years ago, I obtained a set of sword manuals here, so I’ve been waiting for news of Divine Monarch Tuoba. I came here today to take another look at this land."

The old master seemed a bit sorrowful, appearing to have deep feelings for Sword Casting City.

He and the Saintess came not to capture Jiang Feng, but for Sword Casting City. Jiang Feng hid here, originally intending to avoid conflict and prevent being found by the Saintess and the great powers of the Blood Domain. Unexpectedly, this place brought them right over.

Apparently, old sites and ruins aren’t reliable refuges. When facing trouble in the future, he definitely can’t hide in such places again.

"Senior Witch, you worry too much. I don’t know much about matters concerning Sword Casting City, but it’s a good place for me to focus and craft elixirs. However, it’s about time I leave; if I don’t go out, I wouldn’t know who to sell my Qi Condensing Pills to."

Cultivators dread prying into others’ privacy, and Jiang Feng knew the old master realized this, so he quickly explained, diverting the topic and ignoring information about Divine Monarch Tuoba.

"You can sell the elixirs to our Divine Sect disciples and become an alchemist for us,"

The Saintess was captivated by Jiang Feng’s words.

Now that the Divine Sect is rebuilding, fresh blood is needed, and with the aid of Middle-Grade Qi Condensing Pills, the sect could thrive quickly.

In recent years, with the support of the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall, the new sect comprised of Lin Family cultivators and Blood Sea loose cultivators was thoroughly eradicated.

Those who remained to serve the Divine Sect were fundamentally the new disciples recruited by the Lin Family over the past two or three decades, none of whom had blood ties to the Lin Family.

Many of them hadn’t even firmly established their Qi Condensation foundations. During this period, the Saintess, the old master, and others pondered how to help them become the backbone of the Divine Sect.

Encountering an alchemy master like Jiang Feng in the ruins of Sword Casting City resolved the most critical issue at hand.

"Wanqing’s suggestion is excellent. We earnestly invite you to accept the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall’s invitation to stay in the Divine Sect and oversee the medicine hall. The hall will offer you a tribute double that of the Blood Domain,"

The old master quickly chimed in after realizing this.

He even used the name of the Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall to extend the invitation.

"I’ve been away from the Blood Domain for too long; I wish to return and take a look first,"

Jiang Feng waved his hand. How could he stay to be the Divine Sect’s alchemist? Although the two hadn’t discovered his true identity yet, there’s no telling if they might in the future.

Moreover, the old master had unfathomable depth in power, and while the Saintess couldn’t see through his true face, there’s no saying the old master wasn’t aware of the oddities.

Even if the alchemist role served as a cover, Jiang Feng still had to leave promptly.

Staying in the Divine Sect would put him in a dangerous position, something only a fool would do.

"The journey is long; let my mount see you off for a stretch of the way."

The old master made a casual gesture, and from afar, a figure flew over—a White-winged Roc, its wingspans spanning five or six dozen meters. Compared to the freight-carrying Hunting Falcon and that shadow-covering terrifying Hunting Falcon, this White-winged Roc appeared much smaller.

Yet its aura was formidable.

As it flew over, entering the sky above the ancient city, the demon birds and beasts nearby trembled, as if oppressed by a racial dominance.

Just like the Dragon Bone Bow’s natural suppression over the Cyan Snake Demon clan, unavoidable.

"Mr. Wu’s goodwill, I gratefully accept, but to be honest, I have a Spirit Pet of my own."

Jiang Feng made a casual gesture.

In the distance, giant wings stirred up storm clouds, and a gale bent treetops, allowing a White-headed Eagle King to respond to the call and fly from outside the ancient city.

Its aura was overwhelming.

Its massive form glided ten meters above the forest canopy, relishing in the sight of the shrubbery below. With its wings in motion, tree crowns bowed, branches bent, as if paying homage to it.

Immersed in this state, it exuded pride and confidence.

The White-winged Roc sensed the aura of the White-headed Eagle King.

Standing within the ancient city, it folded its wings behind like a human expert standing with hands clasped behind the back, turning to gaze in the direction of the approaching White-headed Eagle King.

Once the White-headed Eagle King entered its sight.

The gliding White-headed Eagle King met its gaze only to panic, akin to a vehicle startled by a giant boulder falling from a cliff, causing the driver to frantically steer, resulting in a rollover.

The White-headed Eagle King stumbled in the air and dove into the forest.

The White-winged Roc was a Foundation Establishment Great Demon.

Moreover, its bloodline was far superior and stronger, and the White-headed Eagle King was trembling in fear. After crashing into the forest, it was akin to a hen, retracting its wings and quickly running within, taking a great circle to come around Jiang Feng’s back.

Even so, its neck was drawn in, daring not to meet the eyes of the White-winged Roc.

"Hmph!"

The White-winged Roc let out a cold snort.

Foundation Establishment Great Demons generally could speak human language and even transform into human form.

"Don’t be disrespectful."

The old master snapped.

He now clearly understood that the White-headed Eagle King was Jiang Feng’s Spirit Pet.

His White-winged Roc, with its powerful bloodline and superior strength, startled it a bit. If Jiang Feng took offense, it would be more trouble than it’s worth.