Lord Sovereign

"This lunch was delicious." After a feast, Fei Hong sat lazily on the wooden chair. "Daxia, don't tell anyone about my cultivation base. I'm Fei Hong, and I'm still on the third stage of cultivation."

"Why?" Zhou Daxia was also a little puzzled. "It is a good thing to improve the cultivation base, why don't you want to let the people know?"

"Do you think I, a disciple who has been in the sect for less than a year, quietly progressed to the peak-stage of the Embryonic Realm, second only to the head, the three elders, and the uncle Xiao Jing in the sect cultivation, who wouldn't be suspicious?"

"That's true, to be honest, I doubt if you have any adventures." Zhou Daxia looked at Fei Hong with a smile, his eyes motionless.

"Hey." Fei Hong couldn't help being embarrassed. "What adventure can I have. You know the technique that I practiced. They are the kind that no one has practiced, and one want to practice. Who would have thought that it would be just right for me and make my advancement so fast..."

"Hehe, just kidding you, don't be guilty."

"Um... by the way, why are you back? I thought you would never return to the Sacred Gate again."

"I have been calmer recently, of course I want to come back." When Zhou Daxia said this, she felt a little helpless. 

Originally, because of Fei Hong, his father Bai Tang was determined not to let her go back to the Sacreds, but it was in her own soft grinding that he had agreed. Under the hard bubble, she escaped back.

"Then what happened to the broken spirit sword?"

"I heard from my father that some monks from the realm of comprehension have intervened in this matter. This is beyond our control now."

"Well, what are your plans next?"

Zhou Daxia was stunned by Fei Hong's question. "I've never thought about it carefully. Of course, it is everyone's dream to activate the bloodline inheritance. It's just that with my current cultivation base, I don't know when I can achieve it. What about you?"

"After my cultivation base is stable, I will retreat again." Fei Hong was now determined to activate his blood heritage, become stronger, avenge his grandfather, and protect his loved ones.

"Retreat again?." Zhou Daxia frowned slightly, "Do you think you can continuously attack the cultivation base and advance to the next stage in a short period of time?"

"Others may not be able to, but with my practice and physical advantages, I can really give it a try."

Zhou Daxia opened her mouth and said nothing. She didn't know that Fei Hong had two spirit pills in his hand, which could completely raise his cultivation base to a terrifying height.

The three chatted for a while before Zhou Daxia got up and left. And Fei Hong hurriedly entered the refining chamber, started the furnace with the black diamond, and poured it into the already prepared mold.

After he was ready, Fei Hong sent the mold into the furnace. Who knew it didn't take long to hear a "crack" sound. He hurriedly turned on the furnace, and was just about to take out the mold, when he saw that the mold had cracked. The black liquid which was too dark, poured directly into the stove...

Fei Hong patted his head abruptly. This black diamond is considered useless. No matter what the substrate is, the broken mold in the liquefied state poured into the burning furnace, and the result was a waste.

Seeing the black diamond that he had just acquired at the expense of his life, would soon become black particles, made him grimaced innpain.

At this time, there were only a few ice jelly stones left in his hands. But this ice jelly stone belonged to the spirit mine, and he couldn't refine it at all now.

"Hey..." Fei Hong sighed, feeling very depressed, and said to Li Ling, and then went out to Houshan.

The day was at the setting sun at this moment, and Fei Hong stepped in the dense forest of the back mountain, thinking about the next preparations. The newcomer competition a year later was the focus of his thoughts.

"Fei Hong?"

There was a surprise in the depths of the dense forest. Fei Hong hurriedly turned around to look, only to see Cao Wang walking out of the dense forest with a long sword in his hand. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Disciple Fei Hong, pay homage to Master Cao."

In Fei Hong's heart, this Cao Wang had no other negative impressions except for embarrassing him when he first started.

"Well, what are you doing here in Houshan?" Cao Wang asked, twisting his beard.

"Oh, the disciple had just left the seclusion, but his cultivation level has not been advanced for a long time, and his heart is upset, so he came here to relax."

"Cultivation is not a matter of overnight. Don't rush for quick success. This will easily lead to soul demons, which is not a good thing for cultivation." Cao Wang smiled and said, "If there is any bottleneck, you can come to me. Cao can explain your doubts."

"Thanks to Uncle Cao." Fei Hong hurriedly bowed.

"Okay, I'm leaving now." Cao Wang waved his hand and walked down the mountain with the long sword in his hand.

It wasn't until Cao Wang's figure disappeared that Fei Hong straightened up, thinking to himself that Cao Wang was actually a good person. Recalling the incident of the attack on him in Wushan, he suddenly became puzzled. Maybe he just got the horn of the horn, and the man in black was not a Sacred member at all.

Fei Hong was still thinking about it when a branch suddenly fell from a tree beside him. Fei Hong was startled, his neck felt cold, and his heart was shocked. Before he even thought about it, he took full control of the stepping clouds, and rushed out to check in the blink of an eye. 

Zhang Yuan.