Chapter 1508: Chapter 1399: Brother Lu He
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before a young man in plain clothes emerged. He was handsome, with an impressive demeanor, appearing graceful and elegant.
"Brother Lu He!" Seeing the man approaching, Yuan Qingning’s face lit up with surprise and joy as she affectionately called out.
Seeing it was this man, the other disciples of the Thousand Extremes Sect also breathed a sigh of relief, showing expressions of happiness, while only Kuang Xuan’s face changed slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Qingning, why have you come here? Uncle Yuan wouldn’t allow you to go to a place like Panwu Land, would he?" Lu He looked at the young woman before him and smiled gently.
"I pleaded with my father for a long time before he reluctantly agreed to let us have a look," Yuan Qingning said with a flushed face, in a slightly coquettish tone.
"I think you sneaked out, didn’t you?" Lu He lightly tapped Yuan Qingning’s head and smiled warmly, "Panwu Land is too dangerous, with strong figures from all directions, including many martial artists with ill intentions. If you encounter them, it could be dangerous."
Martial artists with ill intentions—Yuan Qingning and the other disciples from the Thousand Extremes Sect were all moved; they had already encountered them.
If it hadn’t been for Ye Qingfeng’s servant, they might have already met a dire end.
"But now that we’ve met you, Brother Lu He, we’re all safe," Yuan Qingning smiled sweetly at Lu He, very affectionate.
"Even with me here, I can’t ensure your safety. Besides strong figures from the secular world, there are also geniuses from the Ancient Martial World heading to Panwu Land. These people are not to be trifled with."
Lu He shook his head, mentioning the geniuses from the Ancient Martial World with a flash of reverence in his eyes.
"Geniuses from the Ancient Martial World," Yuan Qingning’s eyes lit up: "I also want to see them, to see if any are as strong as you, Brother Lu He!"
The disciples from the Thousand Extremes Sect were also intrigued, evidently very interested in the geniuses from the Ancient Martial World. These extraordinary figures are not easily seen.
"Alright, I’m afraid of you now. Okay then, let’s go to Panwu Land together, but don’t get me into trouble," Lu He sighed helplessly and looked towards the two-meter-tall man, "Uncle Kuang, how about taking my friends along?"
"Since you’ve asked, let them come along," Uncle Kuang nodded, but his face was solemn, "But don’t get into trouble. Panwu Land has many strong figures, and offending some people, even I won’t be able to protect you."
Everyone nodded repeatedly, promising earnestly.
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng suddenly appeared, walking with Luan Wusheng, heading in a direction.
"Ye Qingfeng, aren’t you coming with us?" Kuang Xuan called out in surprise from behind.
"No need."
Without turning back, Ye Qingfeng waved his hand and walked straight ahead.
He already knew how to get to Panwu Land, and there was no need to accompany these people, as they would only be a nuisance to him.
Watching the backs of Ye Qingfeng and Luan Wusheng, Lu He was momentarily stunned and remarked, "He’s not your sect’s disciple." Yuan Qingning snorted coldly, saying coquettishly, "We don’t know him; he’s just a jerk, with no skills, acting all arrogant because he has a powerful servant!"
Ye Qingfeng’s divine sense could detect Yuan Qingning’s words, but he had no mood to argue with her, knowing that Panwu Land was just ahead and should arrive soon.
Half a day of travel later, Ye Qingfeng’s divine sense finally sensed Panwu Land.
Besides that, there were already people waiting outside Panwu Land, figures flickering—all strong figures from Huaxia that Ye Qingfeng’s divine sense clearly detected.
"Almost there."
Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly, with a gleam in his eyes, having a hint of anticipation.
Luan Wusheng trembled with excitement, his heart pounding with energy, knowing that with his cultivation, gaining advantages in Panwu Land would be very difficult.
But with this young man, the chances of acquiring elixirs and weapons from Panwu Land greatly increased.
Ye Qingfeng walked for several minutes and arrived in front of Panwu Land, seeing towering peaks all around with a huge gorge ahead, blocked by two tall peaks, leaving only a five-meter-wide entrance.
As Ye Qingfeng and his companions approached the gorge entrance, eyes converged on them, surrounded by various strong figures from the secular world, either in small groups or alone, guarding the area around the gorge.
"Why is there a young man? Could he be a genius from the Ancient Martial World?" someone asked.
There were puzzled looks all around, and Ye Qingfeng’s cold and proud expression made him resemble a genius from the Ancient Martial World.
"He’s not a genius from the Ancient Martial World; behind him is Luan Wusheng from the Northeast, a martial artist from the secular world. This young man should be someone like Luan Wusheng’s disciple," said someone informed.
"A disciple of a martial artist from the secular world? Such a person dares to act so arrogantly? If one didn’t know, they might think a genius from the Ancient Martial World has appeared," someone quickly expressed dissatisfaction.
"Luan Wusheng is the War General level martial artist, but his exact strength is rarely known. Naturally, his disciple carries some pride."
"In the secular world, one gets used to being arrogant, so upon arriving at Panwu Land, he remains cold and domineering."
Many discussed this, as at least War General level strong figures were present. Luan Wusheng’s disciple’s arrogance and coldness immediately drew displeasure, leading to mocking remarks.
"Young man, do you know where you are? Keep your arrogance in check!" Finally, a middle-aged martial artist couldn’t hold back, wielding a great sword, leaping down from an old tree.
Ye Qingfeng slightly raised his head, not expecting that he’d be targeted upon arrival.
Ye Qingfeng didn’t anticipate that most who came were strong figures, elders who have cultivated for decades, and he was so young, not a genius from the Ancient Martial World.
His cold arrogance naturally irritated these older martial artists.
After the great sword martial artist spoke, he looked at Luan Wusheng, coldly saying, "You must be his master; do you not know what place this is? Tell your disciple to be humble, or he’ll face an unknown death..."
"Courting death!"
Before the man finished speaking, Luan Wusheng had already acted, his figure flashing, reaching the great sword martial artist in the blink of an eye, delivering a soft palm strike.
Fear appeared instantly on the great sword martial artist’s face; he didn’t expect Luan Wusheng to act so decisively, resorting to direct action.
"Boom!"
Without any chance to resist, the man was struck and sent flying with a palm, his great sword flying over ten meters, his body heavily falling to the ground.
