Chapter 1615: Challenge Letter
One day later, Ling Feng returned to Dongling Immortal Pool alongside the four Hall Masters, passing through the teleportation array in Huiyuan City.
As for the aftermath of the Dongxianchuan incident, the sect's upper ranks had already dispatched multiple elders to stand guard under strict watch.
Of course, now that the Divine Wilderness Atlas had surfaced, the Blood Shadow Alliance was unlikely to stir trouble again anytime soon. Still, the mining of Dongxianchuan's mineral vein was tied directly to the sect's cultivation resources as a whole. After the Blood Shadow Alliance's interference, nearly a full month had been lost. The reconstruction and renewed excavation work ahead would no doubt be a massive undertaking.
None of that had much to do with Ling Feng.
At last, he returned to the sect he had been away from for so long, yet for some reason, a strange sense of unfamiliarity rose in his heart.
From his trip to the Hall of War, followed by all his rushing back and forth because of matters in the Tianbai Empire, nearly three or four months had passed since he left Dongling Immortal Pool.
After returning, Ling Feng first headed back to his residence in the Earth Realm, Sky Tier Number One Mingjian Tower.
Even though he had been away from the sect for quite some time, the authority he established back then still lingered. No one dared come looking for trouble.
With Ling Feng's current strength, forget outer sect disciples. Even within the inner sect, only a handful could defeat him.
Only the top three Young Emperors of the inner sect could truly be considered worthy opponents.
Naturally, after repeatedly earning great merit, Ling Feng would never remain a mere outer sect disciple upon his return. His promotion to the inner sect was already certain.
To Ling Feng, whether he belonged to the inner sect or outer sect mattered little.
The only thing that mattered was this. To participate in the Sunset Heaven Selection, one had to be an inner sect disciple.
After months of constant travel, with the Sunset Heaven Selection drawing near, Ling Feng also intended to spend some time in secluded cultivation and prepare wholeheartedly for that grand contest.
Just imagining a battle against the greatest geniuses of the Dongling Region was enough to make his blood boil.
Not to mention that within Sunset Ancient City itself, there would be countless opportunities waiting to be seized.
Inside Sky Tier Number One Mingjian Tower, a graceful figure sat quietly in meditation, cultivating in silence.
Her cultivation had astonishingly reached the sixth level of the Human Emperor Realm.
It was Fang Wen, the girl who had followed Ling Feng from the very first day he entered Dongling Immortal Pool and became the "maid" by his side.
Relying on the cultivation resources and medicinal pills Ling Feng left for her, her strength had advanced rapidly during the months he was gone.
After all, Ling Feng's name in the outer sect carried overwhelming prestige.
The First Tianjian.
Invincible.
Fang Wen had attached herself to Ling Feng early on and moved into Mingjian Tower with him. Naturally, everyone assumed she was Ling Feng's woman. Because of that, even in his absence, no one dared provoke her in the slightest.
On top of that, with Master Ye Xiong and the others from Dan Ding Grand Hall looking after her, she did not even need to handle daily chores. She had more than enough time to devote herself fully to cultivation.
That was why in just a few short months, her cultivation had surged by leaps and bounds.
With her current strength, she was more than capable of breaking into the outer sect's top hundred on her own and winning a Mingjian Tower residence for herself.
Yet she still remained by Ling Feng's side as his maid.
"Who's there?"
Fang Wen suddenly opened her eyes, her heart tightening.
Someone had walked up behind her without her noticing at all. That person's strength was impossible to fathom.
But when she looked closely, joy immediately flooded her face.
"Senior Brother Ling, you're back!"
Ling Feng looked her over and nodded slightly.
"You've improved quickly."
Fang Wen answered modestly, "No matter how much I improve, I can't compare to Senior Brother Ling. But what is your cultivation now? Why can't I see through it at all?"
Ling Feng smiled casually.
"I simply haven't become a Great Emperor yet."
Because of the eleven Qi-Refining Primordial Locks, his cultivation now looked as though it had fallen below even the Human Emperor Realm, which was probably why Fang Wen could not judge it at all.
"Oh right."
Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose and asked casually, "During the past few months, has anyone come to challenge me?"
Fang Wen shook her head.
"Senior Brother Ling's reputation is already overwhelming. News also spread that you became one of the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes in the Hall of War. Who would still dare challenge you?"
"I see."
Ling Feng clicked his tongue slightly, and Wenren Longzhan's figure surfaced in his mind.
The former First Tianjian gave him an unfathomable feeling.
With his strength, he could have entered the inner sect long ago, yet he remained hidden in the outer sect all this time. Who knew what he was planning.
Shaking his head, Ling Feng stopped dwelling on it.
"Has anyone else come looking for me?"
Fang Wen nodded.
"Senior Brother Yan Guying came by several times. When he couldn't find you, he left the sect again to continue training outside."
"Senior Brother Yan..."
A faint smile appeared on Ling Feng's lips.
He did not have many friends in the outer sect, and Yan Guying counted as one of them.
When Yan Guying returned, Ling Feng intended to guide him a little so he could advance into the inner sect sooner.
"Does Senior Brother Ling have any other instructions? If not, I'll prepare some food. You came back without saying a word in advance, so I didn't even have time to arrange a proper welcome feast."
Fang Wen looked at him, lightly pressing her soft lips together.
Ling Feng shook his head with a smile.
"No need for now. I'm not hungry."
Then his eyes sharpened slightly.
"Oh right, Fang Wen, help me prepare a challenge letter and deliver it to the Unrivaled Young Emperor. Tell him that three days from now, I will challenge him."
Given Qin Zusheng's personality, one that always repaid every slight, now that Ling Feng had returned to the sect, he would certainly come looking for him.
Since that battle was inevitable, Ling Feng might as well take the initiative.
He also wanted to see for himself what was so extraordinary about the Unrivaled Young Emperor, the man who had crippled his own cultivation, started over from scratch, cultivated sacred-tier arts, and stepped once more into the Great Emperor Realm.
Back in the underground caverns of Dongxianchuan, the two had only exchanged a brief clash.
Even so, Ling Feng had sensed it clearly.
The Unrivaled Young Emperor was not nearly as weak as he had imagined.
Since this fight could not be avoided, it was better to settle it now, before he officially entered the inner sect.
"Oh."
Fang Wen nodded, but in the next instant, her beautiful eyes flew wide open.
She stared at Ling Feng in disbelief, her tongue practically tied in knots.
"Cha... chal... challenge who? The... the Unrivaled Young Emperor?"
"Yes, Qin Zusheng, the Unrivaled Young Emperor. What about it?"
Ling Feng lifted a brow and smiled.
Seeing Fang Wen standing there like a wooden statue, completely dumbfounded, left him both amused and exasperated.
He was only challenging a Young Emperor, not one of the eight Hall Masters.
Was it really that shocking?
"I understand."
Fang Wen drew in a deep breath, then carefully repeated, "Senior Brother Ling... you want to challenge the Unrivaled Young Emperor, right?"
She still could not quite believe it, so she asked again to make sure.
Ling Feng smiled faintly.
"What, is there a second Qin Zusheng in the sect?"
"No... there isn't. I'm just... shocked."
Fang Wen inhaled deeply.
Then she thought it through.
Ling Feng was already one of the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes of the Hall of War. His strength had long surpassed anything she could imagine.
Ling Feng shook his head and laughed softly.
"Enough. Go prepare the challenge letter and send it to the Unrivaled Young Emperor."
"Yes!"
Fang Wen nodded hard.
She understood exactly what this challenge letter meant.
This would be Ling Feng's final battle before entering the inner sect.
And if he won against the Unrivaled Young Emperor, then the moment Ling Feng stepped into the inner sect, he would enter it as a Young Emperor.
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