The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

At this time, everyone finally realised that Feng Ting wanted to leave the carriage at the inn. This was also normal. Even if it was a normal mountain peak, a carriage would still not be able to move, not to mention a Wilderness. Just that without the carriage, Xin Han was going to suffer.

Soon, through the carriage's window, everyone saw a large courtyard. Under the dark sky, this courtyard was also dark, with no lights at all.

In Wilderness, right under the nose of the Demonic Beast, lighting was an additional risk.

As the distance between them shortened, everyone discovered that this courtyard was far larger than it looked. The courtyard had a radius of at least thirty Li, and there were even some small courtyards.

"Squeak, squeak."

The two golden scale horse s pulling the carriage suddenly cried out in alarm, raising their front hooves, no longer moving forward.

Hu Gaoxuan said in shock: "Such a big inn is actually protected by a formation?"

"Without the formation, it would have been flattened by the Demonic Beast long ago." Feng Ting said.

"The owner of this inn is so powerful to set up a formation with a radius of thirty li!" Hu Gaoxuan exclaimed.

Duan Ping also exclaimed: "Such a large array, then how many treasures would it take, and how many incomparably strong Spiritual Strength to support it? What realm is the boss of this inn at?"

Feng Ting said solemnly: "More importantly, this inn has existed for a long time."

"Who's the boss of this inn?" Duan Ping asked.

"No one seems to know." Feng Ting laughed.

Just at this moment, two gray clothed Spirit Cultivator s came out of the courtyard and arrived in front of the carriage.

"Do you want to stay here?" one of them asked.

Feng Ting jumped down from the carriage, looked at the two and replied: "We want to store the carriage here."

"One hundred taels of amethyst per day, pay in two months' worth of money first. "If you do not return within three months, we will sell the carriage."

"Alright." Feng Ting said as he took out a amethyst card and threw it at a Spirit Cultivator.

At this time, the others also got out of the car. Each of them carried a bag on their back, which they had prepared for themselves.

A Spirit Cultivator came over and drove the carriage through the array, towards the courtyard.

Everyone looked at the horse carriage as it moved into the courtyard. They all felt astonished.

Feng Ting looked at the crowd and said, "After entering the huge mountain, regardless of whether or not it is dangerous or not, you cannot fly too high. To us, the demon birds in the sky are actually more dangerous than the Demonic Beast. "

"Got it …"

At this point, everyone understood that although the strength and close combat capabilities of the demon birds could not be compared to the Demonic Beast. However, the demon birds were faster than Demonic Beast and their vision was also higher than Demonic Beast's. If the demon birds were to discover them, the danger would naturally be greater.

"Also, no matter what, we cannot be separated." Feng Ting continued.

"Got it …" Everyone agreed.

Feng Ting continued: "When we encounter the Demonic Beast that aren't too strong, we can use the thirteen sword formation."

"Understood …"

On the way, Feng Ting had already told everyone the main point of this set of sword formation, they had all practiced this set of sword formation before. Ever since Feng Ting changed their names, everyone knew that this was a defensive array, and was extremely suitable to deal with Demonic Beast s.

Feng Ting paused for a bit, before continuing, "Also, you have to listen to me when things go wrong."

"Yes …"

No one had any objections, Feng Ting was not only their leader, but also their spiritual pillar.

"Also, do not forget to cultivate after entering the mountain. Any little bit of power can save your life. " Feng Ting said solemnly.

"Got it …"

Other than Xin Han, everyone was looking at Feng Ting with gratitude. This was because they had all eaten the Spirit Pill that Feng Ting had bestowed upon them. Even though they did not train as hard as Hong Ben on the journey here, they still had obvious improvements in their cultivation, and could advance at any time.

Feng Ting's eyes swept across the crowd and laughed: "If I die in the Demon Region, I will immediately return without any stops."

Hearing this, everyone had a complicated expression on their faces and no one agreed.

"Did you hear that?" Feng Ting asked.

"Yes."

The first person to answer was Hu Gaoxuan. Amongst everyone present, he was the one who once held the highest status, and was also the most mature person.

"I heard …"

The others also helplessly agreed, but they did not think that Feng Ting would be alright.

In the end, Feng Ting turned his gaze towards Li Yue and said: "Li Yue, tell me, do you know the place where your sister and your parents went?

"I... It should work. " Li Yue's bright eyes flashed with a little unease.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ting asked.

"This is my first time leading the way, I feel a little …"

"We all believe in you. Even if we are wrong, it doesn't matter." Feng Ting interrupted Li Yue's self-doubt.

Li Yue's cute face revealed a smile: "Big Brother Feng, thank you."

Feng Ting's gaze landed on Xin Han's face in the end, and she said: "Senior Sister Xin, I'll carry you."

When Xin Han heard this, a little shyness appeared on her quiet and beautiful face. Her eyelids drooped slightly as she answered: "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Ding Chundong casually handed over a soft and wide belt to Feng Ting.

Feng Ting's body slowly crouched down as he floated behind Feng Ting and lightly pressed down on him. Feng Ting then used the wide belt to tie Xin Han onto his body, and then stood up.

When Chu Zhongqiu saw how intimate Feng Ting and Xin Han were, she frowned and revealed an unhappy expression. But when she saw Li Yue's envious gaze, her frowning brows relaxed.

"Let's go."

Feng Ting said as his figure flashed, flying towards the north.

The others immediately followed and jumped into the embrace of the mountain.

Other than Feng Ting, Hong Ben and Xin Han, the rest were all Spirit Cultivator s who could fly. Although they couldn't fly high, flying low was also very labor-saving. Originally, they shouldn't have let Feng Ting, who couldn't fly, carry Xin Han, but no one objected.

Regardless of whether it was Hu Gaoxuan, who was the strongest, or Chu Zhongqiu, who was a woman, everyone felt that it was safest for Feng Ting to be carrying Xin Han on his back.

In order to hide from others, Feng Ting was unable to display his ability to fly. After flying for dozens of meters or even hundreds of meters, he used his flying strength to make others feel that he was not flying, but jumping lightly.

This was not the first time Feng Ting carried Xin Han. When they were at Heavenly Book City, he had carried Xin Han to the Evil House Du Residence. He had already felt Xin Han's softness before, but it still felt quite comfortable when he felt it again. It turned out that even the thin Xin Ceng Nu could feel her chest moving up and down. And that sweet smell of her body. To a man, it was a very comfortable feeling.

It was just that Xin Ceng Nu's body was a little cold, and this was of course because of the cold energy and pressure of the Demon Area, causing her to suffer greatly.

If they truly entered the mountains, the chilling cold would be even heavier, and the pressure would be even greater.

But because they had already felt this cold energy and pressure for a very long time, other than Xin Han, the other people had not suffered any more. Hu Gaoxuan, from the nether cave, still felt the intensity of the suffering decrease.

Although Li Yue was leading the way, the mountain was simply too big. At the start, there wasn't even a correct path, as long as they could find the right direction, that would be enough. Therefore, everyone's speed was very fast.

Four hours later, the sun finally hung high in the sky, and the temperature of the mountain dropped slightly.

Although he was not tired, but in order to let everyone not feel too much pressure, Feng Ting still ordered them to rest.

Thus, they stopped beside a huge rock.

Feng Ting also put Xin Han down from his back, allowing her to stretch her muscles.

Chu Zhongqiu originally wanted to help Xin Han sit down, but he was rejected by him with a wave of his hand. She stood up straight and worked hard to persevere.

"Junior Sister Xin, you should wear that heart protection silk mail." Chu Zhongqiu said.

"Let's wait a little longer." Xin Han said with a weak smile.

Chu Zhongqiu was helpless.

Ding Chundong took out some dried meat and gave it to Xin Han.

Seeing Xin Han eating, Hong Ben smiled and asked, "Feng Ting, should we also get some game to try?"

"Are you hungry now?" Feng Ting asked.

"I'm not too hungry, I just want to have a taste of the Desolate Demon Region's wild game." Hong Ben laughed.

Feng Ting glanced at the pale Xin Han and said, "Alright, don't make too much of a fuss."

"Catch a wild game, it won't cause too much of a commotion." Hong Ben said confidently.

"I'll go help Young Master Hong." Duan Ping said.

"Yes." Feng Ting agreed. Duan Ping's way of doing things was safer than Hong Ben's.

Because they were in the Demon Region, Hong Ben did not refuse.

Thus, the two entered the forest in front of them to hunt for game.

Before long, the two came back with a bountiful harvest as they hunted two rabbits and a flower deer.

Hong Ben wanted to start a fire to roast meat, but he was stopped by Feng Ting. If he lit up a fire, it would not be a joke, he would just release spirit energy to roast meat. Spirit energy alone was not enough to roast meat, and in the spirit energy, there was heat released from pill flame and Healing Flame.

Although everyone knew that there were some arts that could cause Spiritual Strength to burn like fire or freeze like ice. But that was a technique that only the Spirit Cultivator of Fen Cheng's realm could cultivate, and Feng Ting was not even a Spirit Cultivator, how could he roast his spirit energy?

However, when the color of the meat changed and the aroma of the meat came out, everyone was stunned. He felt that everything in front of him was inconceivable.

"Feng Ting, your Qi is hot, what cultivation technique is that?" Hong Ben looked at Feng Ting with his mouth wide open.

"It's not a cultivation technique, it's just a little hot." Feng Ting casually replied.

"It's already hot enough to roast meat, that's all." Hong Ben said with his eyes wide open.

Feng Ting did not want to continue this topic, so he continued to roast some meat.

Seeing that Feng Ting did not want to explain, Hong Ben did not ask anymore, but he started to ponder. Although he was not a Spirit Cultivator, he knew that only Spirit Cultivator in Fen Cheng's realm would be able to cultivate those skills that could make Spiritual Strength such as flames or ice. Feng Ting was the same as him, they were both martial cultivator, how could he use spirit energy to roast meat?

Could it be that this is another extremely mysterious Martial Techniques and Cultivation Methods!?

Hong Ben unknowingly turned his gaze towards Xin Han, wanting to know more about him. Xin Han smiled and shook her head, he could only give up.

The others were also suspicious, but they were not as curious as Hong Ben.

Even Li Yue wanted to speak up several times, but she held herself back.