Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 665 - 663: Insensitive to Romance

"Feng Luo."

Qiu Ying gracefully walked over to Luo Feng and elegantly took a seat beside him.

At this moment, the two of them were no more than half a foot apart. Luo Feng could keenly sense Qiu Ying’s faint, delicate fragrance, her breathing, and the warmth radiating from her body.

Luo Feng turned his gaze to Qiu Ying, his eyes flickering for a moment before he regained his composure and smiled. "Qiu Ying, your timing is perfect. I have a question for you."

Observing Luo Feng’s demeanor, Qiu Ying’s eyes flickered; his composure surprised her somewhat.

With a charming smile, her enchanting eyes gazed at Luo Feng as she asked, "What is it? I promise to be completely open and honest."

Luo Feng replied, "As Red Valley City Martial Artists, you surely know more about the Red Dragon Mountain Range."

Qiu Ying hadn’t expected Luo Feng to ask about this. Pursing her rosy lips, her beautiful eyes gazed toward the towering, faintly visible mountain range in the distance.

"The Red Dragon Mountain Range didn’t always exist. A thousand years ago, the sky boiled for miles, and a huge fiery meteor, accompanied by a dragon’s roar, fell from the heavens, landing here. Rumor has it that what fell was a flaming red divine dragon beast, which is why this mountain range is called the Red Dragon Mountain Range."

With a light chuckle, Qiu Ying glanced sideways at Luo Feng and said, "It’s precisely because of this rumor that a large number of Martial Artists venture into the Red Dragon Mountain Range each year, hoping for a fortuitous encounter."

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng was suddenly reminded of the crimson fire dragon he had seen in the mysterious jade bead. I wonder if the two are related?

While Luo Feng was lost in thought, Qiu Ying giggled beside him.

"But, these are all just rumors. Dragon beasts are legendary divine creatures; how could they appear here? However, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this mountain range is quite peculiar, nurturing many Spiritual Treasures. Most Martial Artists who come adventuring here are after these Spiritual Treasures."

Luo Feng nodded slightly and began to inquire about the conditions within the Red Dragon Mountain Range.

These questions weren’t secrets, so Qiu Ying didn’t hide anything and told him everything frankly.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Luo Feng inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. This trip wasn’t in vain. With this information, it will be safer when I venture deeper into the Red Dragon Mountain Range.

"Are you planning to enter the depths of the Red Dragon Mountain Range alone?" Qiu Ying noticed Luo Feng’s thoughtful expression and asked with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Luo Feng nodded slightly. "Yes, I’m planning to check it out."

An unusual glint flashed through Qiu Ying’s eyes. Leaning forward slightly, her captivating body almost brushed against Luo Feng’s as she spoke with a smile, "Feng Luo, the periphery of the Red Dragon Mountain Range is relatively safe. But deeper in, there are even high-level Demon Beasts, Level Six and above, making it extremely dangerous. Your Cultivation is only at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, isn’t it? I strongly advise you not to enter rashly."

Luo Feng found it a bit strange. They were mere acquaintances, yet Qiu Ying’s attitude seemed overly familiar.

"Mm. However, as they say, ’nothing ventured, nothing gained.’ Since I’m already here, I can’t just go back empty-handed."

Luo Feng remained outwardly calm, but a sliver of caution rose in his heart. Although he didn’t take these four seriously, it was always better to be careful.

"I have to travel early tomorrow morning, so I’ll go rest now."

Standing up, Luo Feng walked over to a nearby boulder, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate with his eyes closed.

Watching Luo Feng’s figure, Qiu Ying inwardly cursed. His reaction made her doubt her own charm for the first time.

"Qiu Ying, how did it go?" The middle-aged man sitting on the other side, surprised to see Luo Feng leave Qiu Ying and walk off alone, asked via voice transmission.

"That guy is a complete block of wood." Qiu Ying’s pretty face, flushed red by the campfire, showed a hint of vexation.

The middle-aged man exhaled. "That’s not what I was asking."

Her face flushing slightly, Qiu Ying finally replied via voice transmission, "I found out. His Cultivation is indeed at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. However, it seems he plans to head deeper into the Red Dragon Mountain Range early tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly. "Early tomorrow morning? That person probably can’t get here that quickly. Can you stall him?"

"Well..." Qiu Ying glanced at Luo Feng and shook her head helplessly.

In Red Valley City, she was a renowned beauty. Countless somewhat famous Martial Artists had fallen for her charms. The close contact they had just shared was something many would dream of.

Yet this young man remained indifferent to her advances from beginning to end. This filled her with a sense of powerlessness.

The middle-aged man nodded silently, a cold glint like a knife flashing in his eyes before vanishing into the night.

「The night deepened.」

Each preoccupied with their own thoughts, they all began to cultivate.

Late at night, a streak of azure light shot up into the sky and disappeared into the vast darkness.

「The night passed quickly.」

As dawn broke, Luo Feng exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes before vanishing.

Could it be an illusion? Since entering the Red Dragon Mountain Range, I feel like my cultivation speed has increased considerably. Even the crimson Yuan Qi cluster in my body, which has been dormant, is starting to stir restlessly.

It seems my guess was correct.

Feeling the changes within his body, Luo Feng was inwardly ecstatic.

This is just the periphery of the Red Dragon Mountain Range. If I venture further in, I might be able to break through my current bottleneck and step into the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm!

Standing up, Luo Feng was about to bid farewell to Qiu Ying and the others when he noticed, to his surprise, that all four of them were also awake.

Qiu Ying giggled. "Feng Luo, we were just about to call you." Seeing Luo Feng, she approached with a smile and said, "We’re also heading into the Red Dragon Mountain Range to find a certain Spiritual Medicine. We can go together; it’s perfect timing."

"There’s no need. Let’s part ways here. Thank you for your hospitality last night." Luo Feng shook his head, declining the offer. He cupped his hands in thanks and prepared to leave.

Now that I have the information I wanted, there’s no need to stay with these people any longer.

Qiu Ying was startled for a moment, then smiled softly. "Feng Luo, we’re more familiar with the environment in the Red Dragon Mountain Range than you are. If we travel together, we can look out for each other."

Luo Feng shook his head. "I appreciate your kind intentions, but I’m used to traveling alone. Farewell."

WHOOSH!

Just as he took a step to leave, an arrow shot towards him.

BANG!

The arrow landed three steps in front of Luo Feng, blasting a large crater in the ground, its feathered tail still quivering.

Luo Feng stopped, his gaze sweeping over the skinny young man nearby holding a bow, and asked coldly, "What is the meaning of this?"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, his stern gaze fixed on Luo Feng. "Since things have come to this, I won’t hide it from you any longer. Someone is offering a large amount of Spirit Stones to find you."

"Someone’s spending a large amount of Spirit Stones to find me?"

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed, a thousand thoughts racing through his mind in an instant. It’s most likely people from Qingyun Mansion. To think they’d track me all the way here.

"If you know what’s good for you, come with us quietly to spare yourself some physical suffering. That person said that as long as we don’t kill you, we can do whatever we want with you."

The smile vanished from the middle-aged man’s face, replaced by an endless chill.

Luo Feng shook his head and said indifferently, "I have matters to attend to. I’m afraid I can’t go with you."

"Feng Luo, I advise you not to put up a pointless struggle. With your strength, you’re no match for us at all. If you insist on resisting, I’ll have no choice but to cut off your hands." Qiu Ying stood nearby, a faint, cold smile on her red lips, her icy gaze as sinister as a poisonous snake.

Luo Feng looked at Qiu Ying and said slowly, "Cut off my hands? I hope you won’t regret saying that in a moment."

"Hehe, no need to bluff. You might be a genius, but the martial world isn’t as simple as you think. With your third-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Cultivation, what can you possibly do?" Qiu Ying giggled coquettishly, covering her lips. But at that very moment, something unexpected happened.

BANG!

The earth trembled. Luo Feng, who had been calm and composed just moments before, suddenly moved.

He moved as swiftly as an escaping rabbit, as fast as lightning. In an instant, he was upon the skinny man holding the bow.

"Qingmu, be careful!"

The middle-aged man’s expression changed slightly.

The skinny young man was startled too, but having been through countless battles, he was experienced and quickly calmed down.

A ferocious expression appeared on his face as he circulated the Yuan Qi throughout his body. His fingers flicked rapidly, and three thick Yuan Gang arrows shot through the air, locking onto Luo Feng’s hands and right leg.

Luo Feng’s gaze was like lightning, a cold smile playing on his lips. His fist moved with his body as he threw a direct punch.

BANG!

The crimson Qi Force in his fist, containing boundless explosive power, instantly shattered the Yuan Gang arrows.

"AHH!"

The skinny young man only had time for a wretched scream before his entire body’s Gang Qi shattered. He spurted blood wildly as his body flew backward, forcefully snapping over a dozen large trees behind him before landing on the ground, no longer resembling a human form.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Only after the skinny young man was dead did the remaining three come to their senses. Qiu Ying watched Luo Feng, her red lips pressed tightly together, an inexplicable unease stirring in the depths of her heart.

Luo Feng dusted off his hands, his eyes brimming with sharp intent, swept over the remaining three as he said, "You can all come at me together."

"You dare kill Qingmu! Die!" The sturdy man closest to Luo Feng roared, his eyes filled with a savage light and overflowing with killing intent. The Green Dragon Halberd in his hand transformed into a massive, vicious flood dragon, descending with a howling, evil wind, trying to crush Luo Feng with overwhelming power. The ferocious aura caused the leaves on trees within a hundred meters to rustle wildly.

"Don’t kill him!" Seeing Luo Feng about to be swallowed by the vicious flood dragon, and remembering the five thousand Yuan Stone reward, the middle-aged man shouted hastily.

However, the sturdy man could no longer stop his attack.

"You brought this upon yourself." Luo Feng’s expression didn’t change as he faced the ferocious, raging flood dragon. With a light tap of his foot on the ground, ten Qi Dragons instantly roared around him. His figure darted past the raging flood dragon’s Gang Qi. The skin of his entire right arm turned crimson as he punched directly at the sturdy man.

The sturdy man hadn’t expected Luo Feng to be so fast. His face turned ashen; surging with all his Yuan Qi, he also threw a punch.

The two fists met in mid-air. A powerful Qi Force erupted like a hurricane, sweeping through the area. All trees within a hundred meters instantly exploded, and a layer of the ground was scraped away.

BANG!

With another deafening roar, the sturdy man’s entire left arm was blown off. He crashed heavily to the ground, his face a deathly ash, and stared fixedly at Luo Feng as he breathed his last.

With two of his subordinates killed in quick succession, the middle-aged man was both shocked and furious. Though his voice was stern, there was a hint of fear as he said, "Qiu Ying, this man is no ordinary expert! Let’s attack together!"

As his words fell, the middle-aged man thrust out his palm. The space nearby suddenly collapsed, and a house-sized, pitch-black Palm Gang pressed down towards Luo Feng.

Qiu Ying’s dark brows furrowed slightly. After a moment’s hesitation, she flicked her wrist.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Her Silver Snow Thin Sword pierced through the air. Countless Sword Shadows appeared, like innumerable venomous snakes coiling to strike, accompanied by faint, cold, and merciless hissing sounds...