"What is it that you even had to tell me specially?"

Seeing the seriousness on Luo Feng’s face, a hint of curiosity flashed in Yang Wanyi’s bright eyes as she teased.

"I’m planning to give the Blood Saber Demon General’s head to Lin Hongyi," Luo Feng said. This was a decision he had made two days ago.

If not for Lin Hongyi, he and Yang Wanyi would probably have already died under the Blood Saber Demon General’s blade, and wouldn’t possibly be alive now.

Yang Wanyi understood why Luo Feng wanted to do this. Her eyes flickered, and she asked as if casually:

"Why are you asking me?"

Luo Feng said, "A Demon General–level head is no small matter. Since this head was given to me by my father-in-law, you should naturally be informed."

The corners of Yang Wanyi’s lips lifted slightly, a bright light flashing in her eyes. After thinking for a moment, she said:

"Lin Hongyi saved our lives. Compared to that, a Demon General–level head really isn’t much. However, Cultivation Techniques are more important to a Martial Artist than life itself. Father said that for you to be cultivating a Profound Level Cultivation Technique is a waste of your potential. Otherwise, I’ll give you the Blood Poison Demonic General’s head."

Yang Wanyi stopped, and took out a storage ring, inside of which lay the Blood Poison Demonic General’s head.

Luo Feng was slightly stunned. He knew the importance of Cultivation Techniques all too well, but the Divine Dragon Nine Changes he cultivated very likely exceeded ordinary Earth-level Cultivation Techniques in grade, so he hadn’t cared much. He had not expected Yang Wanyi to so straightforwardly take out the Blood Poison Demonic General’s head and offer it to him.

"No need."

Letting out a breath, Luo Feng shook his head and smiled:

"On Mount Heimang I was lucky enough to slay a half-step great Asura, so I already qualify for a spot in the top ten of the Hunting Conference’s individual rankings. The Daluo Golden Flame Skill you’re cultivating now is only a top-grade Profound Level Cultivation Technique. This Blood Poison Demonic General’s head is just enough for you to exchange it for an Earth-level Cultivation Technique. This year heroes from all the Golden Palaces will gather; in the New Dragon List Conference half a year from now, the competition will definitely be incomparably fierce. You also have to prepare well."

Hearing that Luo Feng had slain a half-step great Asura, Yang Wanyi was greatly astonished. After listening to the rest of his words, she pursed her tempting red lips, put the storage ring away, and laughed:

"I was planning to pay you back for accompanying me to Big Market City. Since you don’t need it, then forget it."

Her temperament had always been forthright; in her speech there was not the slightest coyness.

"Let’s go."

Luo Feng was just about to leave.

At this moment, Yang Wanyi raised her eyes to size him up, then suddenly said, "Wait, your clothes are messy."

As she spoke, Yang Wanyi walked gracefully up to him, lifted her fair wrist, and carefully straightened Luo Feng’s somewhat disheveled lapels.

In that instant, the two were almost within arm’s reach.

The faint feminine fragrance on Yang Wanyi’s body, and that slightly warm breath, Luo Feng could clearly feel them both.

Looking down, he saw Yang Wanyi’s gaze serious, her beautiful brows knitted slightly together as if in mild vexation. This expression combined with that charming and exquisite face contained endless allure, making Luo Feng involuntarily daze for a split second.

"Eh, look, that’s the young lady, and Young Master Luo Feng."

"Ah! The young lady... what are the young lady and Young Master Luo Feng doing?"

A few Dayang Mansion maids happened to pass by from a distance and, upon spotting the two, their eyes immediately lit up. From their angle, Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi looked as though they were embracing, intimately close. A thirteen- or fourteen-year-old maid’s face flushed crimson. She at once used her small hands to cover her eyes, yet couldn’t help peeking through her fingers.

One of the maids in a green dress smiled and said:

"I heard from the guards in the mansion that in this Demon Sect Disciples’ siege on Dayang City, the one who shone the brightest was Young Master Luo Feng."

"Mm, I’ve heard that too. These past two days I’ve invited him to the dining hall for meals. He isn’t the least bit arrogant, and is courteous and refined. Compared to those so-called geniuses who’ve come to the mansion before, he’s much, much better."

"Hehe, Young Master Luo Feng is a very good person, and his strength is great as well. No wonder the young lady looks at him differently."

"Come on, let’s go and stop the others. Don’t let them come disturb the young lady and Young Master Luo Feng."

"Disturb them doing what?" the youngest maid asked curiously.

The several girls beside her all revealed shy looks, smiling without saying a word, but their steps sped up noticeably.

"All right, let’s go."

A moment later, Yang Wanyi stepped back, sized Luo Feng up, a trace of satisfied smile at the corner of her lips, her expression natural. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Luo Feng watched Yang Wanyi’s departing back, his gaze flickering slightly. He couldn’t fathom what went on in this eccentric woman’s heart; even with powerful Soul Power, he still could not see through human hearts.

The two walked side by side.

As the residence of the City Lord Mansion of Dayang City, the layout of Dayang Mansion could be described as grand and imposing. It occupied a thousand mu, with pavilions and towers, bridges and flowing water—almost everything one could imagine—like a miniature of Dayang City itself.

All along the way, Yang Wanyi introduced to Luo Feng the various buildings within Dayang Mansion; it was not dull at all.

Bang!

The two had not walked far when a loud sound suddenly came from ahead, the very ground trembling slightly with it. Within the sound, a clear shout could be heard, the voice condensed and forceful, brimming with explosive power.

Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi stopped at the same time and exchanged a glance, each catching a hint of surprise in the other’s eyes.

"That’s Lin Hongyi’s voice," Luo Feng said.

Yang Wanyi nodded slightly and said, "The drill ground is up ahead. Let’s go have a look."

The two headed toward the drill ground. In the corridor, figures were hurrying past one after another.

"What’s going on?"

Yang Wanyi stopped a guard and asked.

"Miss!"

The middle‑aged guard was startled when he saw Yang Wanyi, and hurriedly replied, "The Red-dusted Vajra Lin Hongyi from Yuangang Hall and the various Stewards in the mansion are going to spar in the training field. Everyone wants to go watch the fun."

"Oh?"

Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes lit up. She turned back to Luo Feng and smiled faintly. "Let’s go, looks like there’s a good show."

Luo Feng gave a wry smile. "She just recovered and is already making such a big scene, that’s a bit much."

"Hehe, Lin Hongyi is a notorious cultivation madman in Yuangang Hall." Yang Wanyi knew a little about the disciples of each Golden Palace and said with a smile.

As they talked, the two crossed several stone bridges and passed through a corridor, and soon saw the vast training field of Dayang Mansion.

The training field was already extremely lively, with over a thousand people gathered. Besides the guards of Dayang Mansion, there were many maids and juniors of the mansion, all rushing over, eyes wide, faces full of excitement as they stared at the center of the field.

Many of them had not seen the scene of the Blood Corpses attacking the city. They all wanted to see just how strong the rumored New Dragon List expert really was.

"Greetings, Miss."

"Greetings, Young Master Luo Feng."

Someone nearby recognized Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi and immediately greeted them respectfully.

Yang Wanyi nodded slightly and asked, "What exactly is going on?"

A maid replied, "After Lin Hongyi woke up, she came to the training field to cultivate. The young experts in the mansion heard that she is the Red-dusted Vajra Lin Hongyi from Yuangang Hall, and all wanted to spar with her. But everyone who went up was defeated by a single punch from her. The others were naturally unconvinced, and went up one after another to challenge her."

Yang Wanyi smiled. "And the result?"

The pretty maid glanced at Lin Hongyi, a hint of worship in her eyes, and said,

"In the end, even when Lin Hongyi suppressed her cultivation to the same realm, no one could withstand a single punch from her. She has already defeated over a hundred people in the mansion in a row. Now even the elders and Stewards in the mansion have been alarmed."

Luo Feng smiled faintly and looked toward the training field.

Right now the place was boiling. At the edge of the square, hundreds of Dayang Mansion guards sat to the side, faces full of shame.

Lin Hongyi stood in the center of the field. Her figure was slender and thin, and she looked weak and delicate, yet just by standing there casually she exuded a domineering, storm-commanding presence that swept across the entire square, impossible to ignore.

Opposite Lin Hongyi stood ten figures.

The aura of these ten was extremely strong; all of them were Martial Artists in the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and two of them were even at the seventh layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Luo Feng also spotted Steward Li among them.

"Little girl, you just defeated my disciple with one punch?"

A burly, black‑faced man looked at Lin Hongyi and asked. His voice was full of force, making the entire training field buzz and tremble.

Lin Hongyi said indifferently,

"Too many people have lost to me. I don’t know who your disciple is."

"Since that’s the case, I, Thunder Bear Tian Kui, will have a bout with you. You don’t need to suppress your cultivation, let’s just compare fists and kicks. Don’t worry, you’re an honored guest of our City Lord Mansion, I’ll go easy on you."

The black‑faced man leapt into the air and landed in front of Lin Hongyi. He clenched his fists, his bones crackling like thunder, and grinned broadly.

Luo Feng sized up the black‑faced man. This person was at the mid‑seventh layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and the faint aura he released was extremely astonishing. His muscles were like steel; he must also have cultivated some Horizontal Practice Martial Arts. No wonder he was so confident.

When the black‑faced man appeared, the entire field instantly boiled over.

"Steward Tian finally couldn’t hold back."

"He’s also a Tempering Body Martial Artist. I wonder which of them will come out on top. This match will definitely be exciting."

"Tempering Body Martial Artists rely on the accumulation of years in their cultivation. It’s like refined steel—the longer it’s forged, the harder it becomes. In this aspect, Steward Tian has the advantage."

"Even so, Lin Hongyi is ranked twenty‑fifth on the New Dragon List. Her strength is definitely not simple."

In the battle when the Blood Corpses attacked the city, the battlefield stretched for dozens of Baili. The vast majority of people hadn’t seen Lin Hongyi fight, so they weren’t clear on how strong she really was.

"Luo Feng, what do you think the outcome of this match will be?" Yang Wanyi withdrew her gaze and asked.

Luo Feng glanced at the expressionless Lin Hongyi and said,

"It’ll definitely be Lin Hongyi’s victory, and she’ll win very easily. Their strength isn’t even on the same level."

Last time, Lin Hongyi had single‑handedly evaded a slash from the Blood Saber Demon General. Although the intent realm of that slash had been shattered by Luo Feng and its power weakened, it was still no small thing, enough to show how terrifying her strength was.

Moreover, Luo Feng had noticed that after that great battle, Lin Hongyi’s strength seemed to have improved. Her aura had become deeper and more restrained, hidden yet not released, with a piercing sharpness she hadn’t had before.

At this moment, Lin Hongyi spoke.

Her bright eyes swept over the ten people in the field, and Lin Hongyi said calmly,

"All of you come at me together. If any of you can withstand a single punch from me, I’ll count it as my loss."