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In a mere two years since his breakthrough, Chen Fei had progressed as if he had experienced twenty years.

“Wait for me,” Chen Fei said as he flashed toward Ning Yongfei. Since he had already killed Dong Xiuzhi, he couldn’t let Ning Yongfei escape either. Only by doing so could they ultimately shift the blame onto the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.

Watching Chen Fei’s retreating figure, Feng Xiupu considered giving a word of caution but quickly dismissed the idea. After witnessing Chen Fei’s combat prowess, he knew that Chen Fei didn’t need to be cautious when facing someone like Ning Yongfei, who was far inferior to Dong Xiuzhi.

It was Ning Yongfei who needed to be cautious.

Ning Yongfei stood on a boulder, his graceful figure swaying as he suddenly sensed something. He looked ahead and spotted a figure rapidly approaching.

Ning Yongfei furrowed his brows as he looked closer and realized it was Chen Fei from the Primordial Sword Sect. Dong Xiuzhi had been pursuing Chen Fei and his companions, so why was Chen Fei charging at him alone?

Dong Xiuzhi must have encountered an unexpected situation. Could it be that disciples from other sects had appeared nearby? Were the fluctuations he sensed moments ago indicative of a battle between them?

Ning Yongfei involuntarily halted his movements. If indeed disciples from other sects, even those from the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, had shown up, things could get complicated. Chen Fei’s intention to engage him seemed to be an attempt to keep him occupied while awaiting reinforcements from other sects.

With this thought in mind, Ning Yongfei abruptly stopped in his tracks, planted his right foot firmly on the ground, reversed his direction, and hurried back. He needed to inform Wu Yongzhao of the situation here to prepare for any retaliation from the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect later.

As for Dong Xiuzhi, Ning Yongfei believed that as long as it wasn’t Liao Hanqin personally coming after him, Dong Xiuzhi could definitely save his own life without his help. He didn’t need to worry too much about that.

Ning Yongfei had only covered a short distance when his expression turned ugly. Chen Fei had caught up to him. Just moments ago, the two of them were still quite far apart.

Without the hindrance of Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao, Chen Fei’s display of speed had truly astonished Ning Yongfei. This level of talent in cultivation techniques was simply inconceivable.

In just a few breaths, Chen Fei’s presence had already caught up to him from behind. Ning Yongfei’s entire body surged with elemental energy, and like a whirling spear, he flipped his body and thrust his long sword.

A stunning sword technique burst forth, concentrating elemental energy at a single point.

“Get lost!”

Ning Yongfei shouted explosively as the sharp intent of his sword bore down on Chen Fei’s spiritual consciousness. He wanted to make Chen Fei understand that trying to hold him back and waiting for others to join and surround him would come at a cost.

Chen Fei remained expressionless as the sword intent from Ning Yongfei struck him, having no effect on him whatsoever.

The black light on the Qianyuan Sword surged, and the sixty sword pearls resonated with each other. Amidst the roaring of the dragon and elephant, Chen Fei brought down his sword. Ning Yongfei’s face instantly paled, and he tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

With a resounding “boom,” the sound echoed throughout the surroundings, accompanied by a strong scent of blood.

Over a mile away, Wei Yantao was filled with excitement, unable to calm himself down. On the other hand, Feng Xiupu, who was sitting next to him, had already crossed his legs on the ground, taking medicine to heal the injuries in his body.

Wei Yantao heard faint movements coming from a distance and widened his eyes as he looked ahead. However, in the darkness of the night and the distance separating them, he couldn’t see anything.

“How did your disciple cultivate like this?” Wei Yantao finally couldn’t bear it and sat down across from Feng Xiupu, asking in a low voice.

Although Feng Xiupu had been surprised earlier, he had already anticipated part of it. Unlike Wei Yantao, who was left speechless by Chen Fei’s strength.

“He has natural talent, so he cultivates faster,” Feng Xiupu replied with a slight smile. Regardless of how Chen Fei’s strength changed, there was one thing that remained constant: Chen Fei was his disciple.

When Chen Fei broke through the Aperture Tempering realm back then, it had already left others envious and filled many with admiration.

And now, after two years have passed, Chen Fei has surpassed his predecessors. As Chen Fei’s master, Feng Xiupu can only feel prouder and prouder.

Upon hearing Feng Xiupu’s words, Wei Yantao rolled his eyes. This answer was essentially no answer at all. Wei Yantao certainly understood that having good talent meant faster progress in cultivation, but the speed of progress seemed a bit too fast.

Back when they were at the Long Rainbow Sect’s gate, Wei Yantao had witnessed Chen Fei’s competition with Shen Tucang. At the time, he thought that Chen Fei’s talent was exceptional, surpassing even Shen Tucang.

Now, looking back, it was clear that Chen Fei had held back during that competition. If Chen Fei had truly gone all out, defeating Shen Tucang would have been child’s play.

“Chen Fei is back,” Feng Xiupu suddenly said as he turned to look. Indeed, a figure was returning at an incredible speed, and it was Chen Fei.

“Did you kill him?” Wei Yantao asked as he sensed a hint of blood on Chen Fei.

“I did,” Chen Fei nodded. Not only did he kill him, but he also obtained a few things. It wasn’t much – some elemental stones, a few elixirs, and the spiritual sword from Ning Yongfei.

“Good, well done!” Wei Yantao couldn’t help but grin.

Chen Fei turned to look at Dong Xiuzhi’s lifeless body, searched it briefly, and found some elemental stones and elixirs. Their quantities were not significant. However, the real treasures were a pearl-shaped spiritual tool from Dong Xiuzhi’s possession and the mid-grade spiritual sword.

This mid-grade spiritual sword had suffered some damage in the hands of Dong Xiuzhi, but due to the short duration of use, it still maintained its status as a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

Just this sword alone, if put up for sale, would require a significant number of elemental stones to acquire.

However, spiritual weapons from the Divine Flame Sect were probably not something anyone dared to sell within Immortal Cloud City, as it would surely invite trouble.

“I’ll hide these items in a safe place, just give me a moment,” Chen Fei said, glancing back at Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao before disappearing from sight. He sprinted for over a mile and then found shelter in a thicket.

After a brief moment, Chen Fei emerged, having stashed all the spoils in his spatial storage.

Chen Fei had no intention of selling either Ning Yongfei’s low-grade spiritual sword or Dong Xiuzhi’s mid-grade spiritual sword. The deaths of these two individuals should not be traced back to Chen Fei or the Primordial Sword Sect, or else they would incur the wrath of the Divine Flame Sect.

“The blame for the deaths of these two individuals must be shifted onto the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect,” Chen Fei stated as he returned to the two men, Feng Xiupu looking at him with a solemn expression.

“Blame it on Liao Hanqin, and the members of the Divine Flame Sect won’t believe you killed Dong Xiuzhi,” Wei Yantao added.

Chen Fei nodded. With Dong Xiuzhi and Ning Yongfei both dead, there were no witnesses. Most outsiders would find it hard to believe that Chen Fei, who had only recently broken through two years ago, could have taken on and killed two individuals. This was a hidden move and also a mindset.

“I encountered Liao Hanqin during the day, not far from here. Let’s try to find him now!”

Chen Fei briefly explained the daytime situation, and the three of them quickly reached a consensus.

They decided to take advantage of the information gap between the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect and the Divine Flame Sect, making the Divine Flame Sect believe that Dong Xiuzhi was killed by members of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.

Wu Yongzhao couldn’t confront Liao Hanqin directly because there was no trust between the two parties. Anything they said would be considered false by the other side. Moreover, they might not even talk before resorting to violence.

Erasing the traces at the scene, Chen Fei led Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao to the location where he had encountered Liao Hanqin during the day.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Chen Fei arrived at the location where he had sensed the sword intent during the day but found no one. The three of them discussed briefly and decided to split up and search in three different directions.

It didn’t take long for Chen Fei to sense a sharp aura resonating in mid-air. Surprisingly, Liao Hanqin had revealed his location, drawing the attention of those who sensed it.

Chen Fei turned back, retrieved Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao, and the three of them found Liao Hanqin.

“People from the Divine Flame Sect have appeared in the mystic realm?” Liao Hanqin stood up abruptly, and his spirit sword at his waist trembled with his emotions, sending a chilling aura throughout the cave.

The other members of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect in the cave also had serious expressions.

“We were the ones who were injured by the Divine Flame Sect members. Fortunately, we managed to escape quickly, or we would have been trapped there,” Wei Yantao sighed, speaking with sincerity. If it weren’t for Chen Fei pulling them away, they might have been stranded there forever.

“Tell me in detail about everything you encountered with the Divine Flame Sect,” Liao Hanqin ordered while sensing the weakened auras of Feng Xiupu and Wei Yantao.

‘At that time, it seemed like the Divine Flame Sect members were still besieging others. Should we go and check?” Feng Xiupu suggested in a low voice.

Liao Hanqin’s expression changed slightly, thinking about the fellow sect members they hadn’t encountered during the day. If you were to ask who the Divine Flame Sect would most want to kill upon entering the mystic realm, it would undoubtedly be the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.

“Lead the way!” Liao Hanqin commanded in a hushed tone.

Several dozen miles away, Dong Xiuzhi and Ning Yongfei had not returned, making the four members of the Divine Flame Sect, who were cleaning up the scene, realize that something was amiss.

Following the direction Dong Xiuzhi had left earlier, the four of them searched outward. However, after searching for a while, their pace slowed down.

After all, more than twenty miles away, Chen Fei had deliberately taken a detour and did not run in a straight line.

After spending a considerable amount of time, the four of them finally reached the two battle sites.

“The duration of the battles was very short, and it wasn’t an ambush,” Wu Yongzhao observed as he looked at the scene. He furrowed his brow, and a faint scent of blood hung in the air. It was likely that Dong Xiuzhi and Ning Yongfei were already dead.

The first person who came to Wu Yongzhao’s mind as the one capable of killing Dong Xiuzhi in such a short time was Liao Hanqin.

Suddenly, Wu Yongzhao turned his gaze to the east, where several auras of the

Aperture Tempering realm had appeared and were heading their way..