Peerless Immortal God

Chapter 125- Did it hurt?

Chapter 125
Long feng's frown deepened.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
Li yu'er gathered her thoughts before replying.
"The demon entity has the soul seal of limitless blood. As long as we are in the same province, he would be able to sense me. I have been chased by him four times now and that is why I had to hide in this province. Going out with you two would put you at the risk of losing your lives if he happens to find me." She replied, choosing her words slowly.
Both Long feng and Yan Jian were unable to speak for a while before Long feng suddenly raised his brow curiously.
"You said he is a spirit realm master. How could you have ran away from him on four different occasions?" He asked. His doubts were not unfounded. Even a peak Yang realm master could never escape when being chased by a spirit realm master.
Li yu'er smiled faintly.
"I've already thought of that. He was probably not really chasing after me. He merely wanted to find out about something. Probably the demon entity he planted in me" she said.
"That means he won't harm you. And how can we be sure that he is in Blue sky province? He probably isn't there. The chances of running into him is slim" Long feng's eyes brightened.
Li yu'er sighed and shook her head.
"It is still a risk. I don't want to endanger my friends." She replied.
"It's alright. Besides, don't you want to take your revenge? Staying in one place wouldn't help. Cultivators should not try to run away from problems, instead, we should face them. If it is a blessing, then it is not a curse, and if it is a curse, it cannot be avoided. This is our decision" Long feng assured.
Li yu'er's red lips quivered beneath the veil before she sighed.
"I will prepare." She finally spoke.
"Don't worry, you won't have to do anything. If we encounter any trouble, old Jian and I will face it." Long feng stood up.
Yan Jian's face blackened.
"Who are you calling old? This young master is still in his prime!" He shouted.
Long feng ignored him and nodded at the unmoving Li yu'er.
"Your cultivation has already surpassed mine. I guess our spar isn't needed anymore" Li yu'er suddenly said.
Long feng merely smiled wryly and left, dragging Yan Jian with him.
After they left, Li yu'er remained seated for a while as some slight ripples passed through her calm eyes
"If it is a blessing then it is not a curse, and if it is a curse, it cannot be avoided." She mumbled before smiling brightly. A world destroying beauty appeared beneath her pure white veil and her smile made the surroundings look dull in comparison. Any man would probably be rooted to the spot, unable to move or even think upon seeing her smile.
After that, she walked into her pavilion.
…
Long feng and Yan Jian were halfway back to their pavilions when Long feng stopped abruptly, looking incredibly solemn.
Yan Jian frowned and stopped, thinking that Long feng had figured out something.
"Brother Yan" Long feng called out, his voice being just as solemn as his expression.
Yan Jian instinctively readied to hear some mind blogging news.
"What happened, brother feng?" He asked.
Long feng's voice sounded grave.
"I was thinking…" he began, making Yan Jian to peck up his ears. At that moment, Long feng's solemn look vanished, replaced by an unquestionably mischievous grin. "Did it hurt?" He asked.
Yan Jian was startled and asked instinctively.
"What?"
Long feng's grin deepened.
"Li yu'er's beating of course. What else? Tell me. Did it hurt? Was her fist painful? How did she hit you?" He asked.
Yan Jian's face reddened and he gritted his teeth.
"That cold witch! Her punches were worlds of difference from what a real woman should be able to do! For once, I even wondered whether her fists were made of metal or if she was a burly man disguised as a pretty woman!. I was confined to bed for a whole month after she beat me up like I stole her boyfriend and dug up her ancestral graves!" He instinctively rubbed his chin and left eye as he cursed endlessly.
"She was so brutal that you would think she was someone who had killed a million people! She forced me to beg her repeatedly and call her my great aunt… it was so humiliating… wait!" He turned to look at Long feng with slightly reddened eyes.
"Brother feng, are you… mocking me?" He asked.
Long feng almost went into another laughing spree.
"What! Me? Mock you? I would never." Long feng reached out and rubbed Yan Jian's chin. "Only that, was it really painful? How painful?" He asked.
Yan Jian looked aggrieved.
"You're mocking me!" He shouted in a pained voice. He looked unbelievably pathetic, like a child whose candy was stolen.
Long feng laughed.
"What do you think?" He asked.
Yan Jian snorted.
"Just you wait! Once we go to my blue sky province, I will lead you to a slaughterhouse so that you get dismembered into fifty pieces!" He shouted and stomped his foot, walking away.
Long feng hurriedly caught up.
"Brother Yan, how is it your blue sky province? Aren't you just an escapee? If I was the overlord of blue sky province, I would kick you out if you dared to return" he laughed.
"What do you know?" Yan Jian snorted.
"Quite right. Then tell me what I should know" Long feng replied.
Yan Jian hastened his pace,
"No comments!" He muttered dismissively.
Long feng continued pestering Yan Jian until they reached the latter's pavilion. After parting, Long feng returned to his pavilion and prepared to go to sleep.
…
One week passed without any issues. The whole sect was incomparably peaceful. Yan Jian and Long feng had nothing to do, so they spent their time either cultivating or chatting and arguing over a table of meal.
After one week, Long feng received a summon from Lord Yi Ming and he immediately went to the core court and to Lord Yi Ming's palace.
Lord Yi Ming was already waiting for him when he arrived.
Cupping his fist, Long feng saluted.
"Long feng greets master!"
Lord Yi Ming nodded.
"Have a seat." He ordered.
Long feng sat down on the floor facing Lord Yi Ming.
After a while, Lord Yi Ming finally cleared his throat.
"The sect master has accepted your offer. If you accept, your battle with Han Man would take place in seven days. But if you feel like giving up, the sect master also gave you a choice" he began.
Long feng lifted his brow.
"Although we both know that there is no way I'm giving up, it won't hurt to hear the choice." He replied.
Lord Yi Ming nodded.
"The first choice is that you cripple your cultivation as punishment and live the rest of your live in seclusion to reflect on yourself in the mountains" he said.
Long feng was quite surprised by the sect's ruthlessness. They literally had nothing to do with his cultivation. He attained his current strength by himself, but they were demanding that he crippled his cultivation? Even if Long feng was going to give up, he would never cripple his cultivation. How hard would it be for him to run away from the sect?
"And?" He asked.
"Or you go and protect the sect's Yang crystal mine lode for a hundred years" Lord Yi Ming added.
Long feng chuckled.
"Well, I'm not giving up on this battle" he replied.
Lord Yi Ming's face was still solemn.
"According to the sect master, if you refuse to draw back from the battle and end up losing, the punishment would still be one told the two choices I listed." He said.
Long feng was bewildered.
"And if I win?" He asked.
Lord Yi Ming sighed.
"If you win, Han Man and the sect would apologize to you and you get to clear your name, instantly becoming a core disciple!" He replied.
Long feng was silent for a minute before his expression turned grim.
"Who the hell do they think they are? If I lose, I have to either cripple my cultivation or surrender a hundred years of my life to them, and if I win, I only get some apologies? Is there any better deal in this world?" He shouted coldly. This was simply using strength to oppress the weak no matter how one looked at it. The sect were indirectly stating that he had no chance of defeating Han Man.
[Well I'll show them] Long feng gritted his teeth.
Lord Yi Ming sighed with some guilt.
"I couldn't do anymore for you." He said.
Long feng regained his calm and shook his head.
"Master must be joking. I'm sure you tried your best. I certainly won't let you down, I promise!" He hurriedly spoke.
Lord Yi Ming smiled.
"You've made a promise. Make this old master proud of taking you in as a disciple. Show the sect that they are wrong to favor that Han boy and oppress you!" He said.
Long feng stood up and cupped his fists.
"Don't worry master. This disciple would take his leave" he said.
"Don't be in such a hurry. I have not inquired about your progress in your soul cultivation path. Hope it is not lagging behind?" Lord Yi Ming asked.
Long feng scratched his head and said,
"This disciple will have to disappoint master. My progress isn't satisfactory" he paused to release his soul power. The calm and pure soul aura burst out of his body. Ancient runes swam through his soul power giving it a divine glow. It was clearly the soul power of a second order heaven realm!
Lord Yi Ming's jaw dropped and his eyes threatened to fall off. Compared to his speed, Long feng was tens of times faster.
It must be known that it took Lord Yi Ming a whole fifty years to attain the first order heaven realm and twenty years to reach the second order. How many months had it been since Long feng even awakened his soul power? Even if he began cultivating in his mother's womb, it shouldn't be so high already!
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Dragon Feng: Men! I feel sad for Yan Jian.