Faced with Shui Linglong’s inquiry, Luo Feng had already thought of his response. He touched his nose and said:

"I don’t know either, maybe it’s because of the Minor Achievement of Great Trend."

"Minor Achievement of Great Trend?"

Shui Linglong showed a thoughtful expression, then nodded slightly and said:

"It should be like that. The Great Momentum can enhance martial arts power. Perhaps when you were cultivating the Sky Fire King Fist, some changes occurred due to the Grand Momentum."

Nanxuan’s rosy lips slightly parted, her eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed:

"Senior Brother Luo Feng’s Sky Fire King Fist has reached the second tier, already capable of condensing eight Sky Fire King’s Arms. If cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm, wouldn’t it be possible to condense sixteen Sky Fire King’s Arms!"

"It’s probably like that."

Shui Linglong nodded, glanced at Luo Feng, and a slight bitter smile curved her lips.

She also cultivated the Sky Fire King Fist, and it took half a year to reach the third tier.

Luo Feng obtained the Sky Fire King Fist Secret Manual in Lingxiao Pavilion, and until now, it’s been less than a month. Even reaching the second tier was already remarkable, and the two couldn’t be compared at all.

Ga!

At this moment, a sharp, piercing cry sounded from above Ming Dang Mountain, carrying a fierce and violent aura.

Luo Feng squinted his eyes, looking up into the sky.

In the azure sky, a massive shadow swooped past, covering the sun, it was a gigantic, blood-red, dazzling bat.

"It’s Zhuang Fei and them."

Xia Yunjing glanced over and said to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded slightly. With his sight, he could vaguely see the figures standing on the Blood Jade Demon Bat, including Zhuang Fei and Lu Yun.

Whoosh...

The Blood Jade Demon Bat moved extremely fast, flapping its wings, a gust of wind swept by, and it whooshed over their heads, disappearing without a trace in no time.

Luo Feng slightly frowned and asked, "Where are they going?"

"There are two more assembly points a hundred miles away, they probably aren’t gathering at Ming Dang Mountain."

Shui Linglong explained, seeing that Luo Feng and others had an unusual expression, she asked, "What’s wrong?"

Luo Feng didn’t intend to mention what happened in Mixed City, shaking his head, "Nothing."

Shui Linglong didn’t ask further, glancing at everyone, she spoke seriously:

"Tomorrow is the start of the hunting tournament. The Misty Swamp has a complex environment with demon beasts everywhere. In short, anything could happen there, so remember to be cautious and don’t put your life at risk."

"Yes."

Luo Feng and the group nodded.

Shui Linglong nodded, "After a long journey, you must be tired. Rest early today to keep yourself in peak condition."

After giving some advice, Shui Linglong turned and left. Luo Feng and Xia Yunjing, along with the group of five, found a flat place to camp and rest.

In the sky, streams of light continued to appear as many disciples of the Golden Palace hurried from all directions, some of them visibly bloodstained, evidently having experienced fierce battles on their way.

Luo Feng observed the people in the valley and found that only the disciples from Linglong Hall, Sky Sword Pavilion, Yuan Gang Hall, and Purple Extreme Palace were present among the four Golden Palaces. Some among them had eyes gleaming like lightning, showcasing remarkable strength.

Xia Yunjing was also observing the others and said, "It seems that elite disciples from the Twelve Golden Palaces are all participating in this hunting tournament."

Nanxuan turned to ask, "Senior Sister Xia Yunjing, you participated in the last New Dragon Ranking tournament, do you recognize any of these New Dragon Ranking experts among them?"

Xia Yunjing nodded, "I recognize most of them. These people will be our competitors, let me introduce them to you. It’s best to be cautious when encountering them."

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng also looked over.

Xia Yunjing looked up, her eyes glancing towards the sky.

From the south, a tall figure approached stepping on a sword, moving as fast as lightning, reaching the sky over the valley in the blink of an eye.

From the north, a mass of purple clouds drifted slowly, on top stood a pretty woman in a purple uniform. The purple cloud seemed slow but was no slower than the previous figure and arrived simultaneously over the valley.

"Humph!"

The young man walking on the sword glanced coldly at the woman in purple clothes, then his figure shot down like a great eagle from a thousand meters high.

The woman in purple lightly pursed her red lips, unconcerned, stepping on the void, descended into the valley calmly.

Xia Yunjing looked at the young swordsman, her eyebrows slightly knitted, a hint of disgust in her eyes as she introduced:

"Wei Nanye, an inner sect disciple of Sky Sword Pavilion. He ranked thirty-first in the last New Dragon Ranking tournament. Known as the Absolute Eagle Swordsman, he reached the seventh level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm three months ago, his strength now must be even more formidable. His swordsmanship is swift and ruthless, and once he strikes, he always draws blood. However, this person has a poor character, being overly fond of women."

Looking at the woman in purple, Xia Yujing said:

"Xue Ziyi, an inner sect disciple of Purple Extreme Palace, ranked twenty-seventh in the last New Dragon Ranking tournament. Her palm techniques and Qinggong skills are unmatched, known as the Jade Hand Fairy, when she performs her palm techniques to the extreme, one can hear her but not see her. Last time during the New Dragon Ranking tournament, Wei Nanye made an inappropriate remark towards a female disciple of Purple Extreme Palace and was slapped thirty-six times in public by Xue Ziyi."

"Pfft, thirty-six slaps in a row? That must have made Wei Nanye utterly ashamed," Nanxuan chuckled.

Luo Feng’s face also revealed a trace of a smile, no wonder Wei Nanye looked so displeased when he saw Xue Ziyi earlier.

Xia Yunjing smiled gracefully, her beautiful eyes scanning the group as she continued the introductions:

"Lu Zhao, an inner sect disciple of Sky Sword Pavilion, was ranked fortieth in the last New Dragon Ranking. Renowned for his extremely lethal Sword-Drawing Technique, his victims have lost their heads before they even realize they’re under attack. He’s called the Bloodless Sword. If you encounter him, be wary of his Sword-Drawing Technique!"

"Ye Huan, an inner sect disciple of Purple Extreme Palace, ranked forty-eighth in the last New Dragon Ranking. Known as Thousand Jin Legs for his remarkable leg skills, with just one kick, he can shatter a small mountain. Those whose cultivation is inferior to his will be defeated in a single move without any chance to resist."

"Lin Hongyi, an inner sect disciple of Yuangang Hall, ranked twenty-fifth in the last New Dragon Ranking. Don’t be fooled by her seemingly delicate frame. Her fighting style is incredibly fierce and domineering. She has reached the Spirit and Flesh Unity realm in body tempering, with each punch and kick carrying tremendous power, earning her the nickname Red-dusted Vajra."

...

Xia Yunjing introduced nearly ten top contenders from the New Dragon Ranking within the valley before pausing.

Luo Feng remarked, "Sky Sword Pavilion has many experts on the New Dragon Ranking."

Xia Yunjing nodded, "Among the hundred people on the New Dragon Ranking from the Six Southern Domains, Sky Sword Pavilion claims thirty percent, followed by Purple Extreme Palace with twenty percent. Our Linglong Hall has fewer, only ten percent."

Nanxuan commented, "Luckily, Senior Sister Yan Feihua is among the top ten on the New Dragon Ranking, or we would surely be looked down upon by other Golden Palaces."

Xia Yunjing suddenly gazed at Luo Feng, "The Second Hall Master insisted on including you in the Golden Palace, probably for this reason. In recent years, young experts have emerged one after another; this is arguably the pinnacle period for our century-old territory. The competition at the next New Dragon Ranking conference will undoubtedly be more intense."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, "I will do my best."

The sun set in the west, and night fell.

Although the day had been sunlit, the night in Misty Swamp was extremely cold, with the thin mist turning into fine snow, blown by the wind, cutting into people’s faces like knives.

"This dreadful place, I wish the hunting convention would end soon."

Although Martial Artists in the Spiritual Rotation Realm can use Gang Qi to shield themselves from the cold, they cannot do so all night. Many Golden Palace disciples cursed as they gathered dry wood and lit campfires.

Having cultivated Divine Dragon Nine Changes, Luo Feng’s physique now reached the Spirit and Flesh Unity realm, with powerful blood Qi, he was completely unafraid of the cold. The warmth from his body even made the few meters around him cozy.

Although Xia Yunjing and others said nothing, they tacitly sat near Luo Feng to cultivate. This scene made many male disciples from other Golden Palaces jealous, their eyes turning green with envy.

Unaware of others’ thoughts, Luo Feng started meditating to cultivate after eating something as night fell.

His Yuan Qi cultivation had far surpassed when he first entered the middle stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s sixth level, with one foot already stepping into the late stage of the sixth level. If he accumulated a few more days, Luo Feng was confident he could break through the realm.

Experiencing signs of breakthrough within half a month of breaking through the realm, even Luo Feng felt amazed by his cultivation speed.

However, it’s not surprising. During this period, Luo Feng drank Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor every day while cultivating, a treasure comparable to sixth-grade Spirit Pills. The spirit effect could hardly be simple. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Moreover, Divine Dragon Nine Changes played a significant role, with noticeable breakthroughs in Yuan Qi cultivation speed each time Luo Feng practiced Blood Soul Transformation.

With such precious cultivation techniques and Spiritual Medicines, if his cultivation speed doesn’t surpass others, it would be strange.

The only regret was that the Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor had already been mostly consumed, and could only support him for another half month.

Luo Feng considered going to Azure Sky City to find the South Mountain restaurant shopkeeper to purchase more Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor but dismissed the idea.

The wealth he carried amounted to nearly 150,000 second-grade Yuan Stones.

Even for Golden Palace disciples, it’s a massive fortune, but insufficient to purchase sixth-grade Spiritual Medicines.

One fifth-grade Spiritual Medicine costs several thousand second-grade Yuan Stones, sixth-grade Spiritual Medicines start at a value of tens of thousands.

Rare treasures like Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor can be auctioned, sometimes even doubling its value.

"Better focus on cultivating Divine Dragon Nine Changes first... "

Clearing his chaotic thoughts, Luo Feng concentrated, practicing Chi block, staying focused on cultivation.

A silent night passed.

The next day, as the eastern sky began to show a hint of light.

Disciples from various Golden Palaces had already arrived, besides those from Linglong Hall, there were disciples from Sky Sword Pavilion, Purple Extreme Palace, and Yuangang Hall.

Swoosh!

A breaking sound arose, three figures simultaneously rose to the sky. On the left, an elegant figure in a water-blue gown, with unparalleled grace, was Shui Linglong.

Beside her was Purple Extreme Palace Elder Zimei Wanderer, and on the far left was Sky Sword Pavilion Elder Zhu Liehuo, a middle-aged Martial Artist with a unibrow clad in a red robe.

Buzz!

Looking down, Zhu Liehuo waved his right hand, emitting a circle of red ripples expanding like water waves, sweeping across the entire valley.

All the Golden Palace disciples still cultivating simultaneously opened their eyes, looking up at the three figures in mid-air.

Luo Feng also opened his eyes, glanced around, spotting Hengmu and Zhou Jian amongst the crowd.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng stood up, dusted off his clothes, his gaze turned sharp.

All was ready, only waiting for the hunting convention to begin.