You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman
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chapter-771
Chapter 771 (The Supreme Spirit Sect)
Tang Wei, standing outside, called Wei Chang out and looked at the two on the bed, asking, "Uncle Wei, do you think they have a chance?"
"I don't know," Wei Chang murmured softly. For now, it could only be said that Mu Ran had developed positive feelings toward Cang Konghong.
However, it seemed that Cang Konghong didn't have any feelings for Mu Ran. He hadn't been eating these past few days, stubbornly refusing to eat to save face.
It's hard to eat, even harder to die, just for the sake of saving face. Yue Hua had already moved on, and now Mu Ran."I feel that these days, Mu Ran has been really gentle. Look at the way she looks at him... Tsk tsk, she's completely caring for him." Tang Wei softly laughed. Girls are quite perceptive.
Looking at Mu Ran now, when she was feeding Cang Konghong, her eyes were full of tenderness.
And most importantly!
Mu Ran didn't mind that Cang Konghong was unattractive. This was a big issue; after all, Cang Konghong's face was truly hard to bear. Most people couldn't stand looking at it.
"Cang Konghong has risked his life twice to save Mu Ran. Any good-hearted girl would be moved," Wei Chang shared his perspective. Among the girls on the Sapphire Continent, there was still a traditional sense of reciprocation.
Such as offering oneself in return wasn't unusual.
"It's a pity, though. Look at Cang Konghong. It seems like he doesn't have any feelings for Mu Ran." Tang Wei sighed helplessly. Mu Ran had put her pride aside, yet Cang Konghong seemed indifferent. If he showed a little more interest, Mu Ran would definitely stay. It's not easy to find such a considerate wife.Wei Chang shook his head. "Cang Konghong just had a falling out with Yue Hua. It's not that easy for his affections to shift so quickly."
"You're right. I just feel sorry for Mu Ran. If I had known, I wouldn't have tried to play matchmaker."
Wei Chang tapped Tang Wei's forehead. "You should mind your own business."
"Hmph~ If you're so capable, give me a child."
"..."
Meanwhile, in the Divine Steppes, Feng Yong Chang was in conversation with his son, Feng Yun, regarding the upcoming attack on the Voidless Empire.
"Father, don't worry. Your son will definitely return in triumph." Feng Yun was brimming with confidence. His first general seemed to be emerging, and once he acquired a high-ranking general, he would be like a god on the battlefield, sweeping away all opposition! If he drew a character like Daji, it would be even more impressive. [Daji, also known as Da Ji, is a figure from Chinese mythology. She is often portrayed as a malicious and cunning nine-tailed fox spirit who served as a consort to King Zhou of Shang, a historical figure. In Chinese folklore, Daji is associated with cruelty, manipulation, and bringing about the downfall of the Shang Dynasty.]
Feng Yong Chang had high expectations for his fourth son. He patted his son's shoulder. "Yun'er, your father is looking forward to your triumphant return. When the time comes, the entire imperial city will celebrate together!"
"I won't let Father down!"
"Good, but according to the information from our spies, the city walls of the Voidless Empire are quite tall. Will a hundred thousand soldiers be enough? Should we send more?" Feng Yong Chang also had some concerns. After all, this would be his fourth son's first battle. If he failed, he would become a laughingstock. Therefore, they couldn't afford to lose this time – they had to win!
They could only win!
Feng Yun cupped his hands and said, "Father, rest assured. A hundred thousand soldiers are sufficient. I will personally present the head of the Voidless Empire's emperor to you when I return!"
"Excellent! Father is looking forward to it!"
After a pause, Feng Yong Chang continued, "If you encounter people from the Supreme Spirit Sect, be cautious."
"Father, I understand."
"Good. Now go and make preparations. We'll depart tomorrow!"
"Yes!"
After bowing respectfully, Feng Yun retreated and left the study. His face was filled with an enigmatic confidence. Crushing the Voidless Empire was the first step in conquering the entire Sapphire Continent!
And it had to be done magnificently.
At this time, outside the Divine Steppes, tens of thousands of troops had already begun to assemble. A sea of people pressed together, determination visible on every face. The momentum was extraordinary!
Regarding the mighty Divine Steppes, this was only one-tenth of their forces. Feng Yong Chang was letting his son gain some experience.
As for whether they could all return alive, that depended on their own abilities.
On the other side, Yun Ting, who was hastily fleeing, turned pale with fear. She wondered why they hadn't chased her down to silence her.
Though he was puzzled, Yun Ting didn't think too much about it. Right now, she needed to hurry to the Supreme Spirit Sect and report this matter to her master and the sect leader!
This Voidless Empire was terrifying! Even the gatekeepers were Grandmasters! How terrifying!
Forced to sustain flight using battle energy for a whole day, Yun Ting finally saw the Supreme Spirit Sect. At that moment, the immense pressure she'd been feeling disappeared, as if she'd glimpsed her mother.
She collapsed weakly at the foot of the Supreme Spirit Sect's mountain!
The entire Supreme Spirit Sect was situated atop a towering peak. The size of this mountain was immense, and it seemed to harbour some form of life within. Numerous structures were built around the mountain peak, with occasional figures seen moving around.
Yun Ting's master was also an elder in the Supreme Spirit Sect, a significant figure. News of Yun Ting's collapse at the foot of the mountain quickly spread.
"Have you heard? Junior Sister Yun collapsed at the foot of the mountain today, and a passing junior brother found her body."
"Of course I heard. The whole Supreme Spirit Sect knows about it."
"But Junior Sister Yun is so strong. Why would she faint outright? And Senior Brother Tai hasn't returned. Could something have happened?"
"It's possible. Otherwise, Junior Sister Yun wouldn't rush back like this. There must be something she needs to report."
"Now that you mention it, I feel like something big is about to happen."
"Alas, maybe, but what I find strange is, who in this Northern Chill region would dare provoke our Supreme Spirit Sect? They're practically courting death."
"Indeed, some people just live recklessly, seeking excitement."
Inside Yun Ting's room stood three individuals: two men and a woman.
Among them, the white-haired man was the sect master of the Supreme Spirit Sect, Lan Gu!
This man had silver hair, wore a blue robe, and had no visible ornaments on him. But the aged appearance of his face exuded a strong aura, deterring any recklessness.
Standing on either side were two middle-aged men and a woman.
The man named Ma Zhi was an elder.
The woman was Mu Ran's master, named Fang Meiying. Despite being middle-aged, she still exuded charm.
"Sect Master, Yun Ting merely fainted due to the depletion of her battle energy. She should be fine," Fang Meiying whispered softly.
Lan Gu furrowed his brows slightly, his chin lifting subtly. "I want to know why."
Ma Zhi nodded, injecting a stream of battle energy into Yun Ting's body. The colour of Yun Ting's face turned slightly reddish as she lay on the bed, as if she had come back to life.
"I had them go down the mountain to find Mu Ran. How did it turn out like this? And why hasn't Tai Hongguang returned?" Fang Meiying said gently, her gaze showing concern as she looked at Yun Ting on the bed.
"Ask Yun Ting later, and we'll know what happened!" Ma Zhi on the side softly said, his face showing puzzlement.
Lan Gu took a deep breath. "Judging from this situation, they must have been ambushed. I'm afraid Tai Hongguang is in grave danger, and Yun Ting ran back to report the news, exhausted and devoid of battle energy."
"But when we look at the entire Northern Chill region, who would dare provoke our disciples from the Supreme Spirit Sect, Sect Master! This person is too arrogant! We must take action!" Ma Zhi was quite indignant, even spitting out saliva as he spoke, showing his agitation.