Chapter 47: Upper Stairway Heaven Level - Crazy Wind Rolls Dragon Slash

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  In the blink of an eye, Feng Gu's waist flashed with a hint of age, but he had already become so excited that he forgot about the pain. As the old ancestor of the Wind Heaven Sect, in front of everyone's eyes, he took a few slow steps and knelt down on one knee before the mysterious person. That familiar aura, he would never forget, only now it was even more mysterious than before.

  "Snowman!"

  This loud and powerful three-worded voice shouted out Feng Gu's excitement, Xue Fei would forever exist in his heart like a divine being. Back then, Xue Fei was the second person on the continent.

  In the face of the terrifying demon tribe, the god in human hearts did not stand up, but rather Kingsfield and his fellow disciples led the millions-strong army of the three great empires to repel the demon tribe. However, both Kingsfield and the army fell in the final battle, and when sweeping the battlefield, humans confirmed that not a single saint-level powerhouse survived. But due to the massive explosion, humans believed that all bodies were blown to pieces, unaware that severely injured Schnee took the still-breathing Kingsfield away with her.

  "Gu Yu, I didn't expect you to become the Ancestor of Feng Tian Sect. Under your leadership, Feng Tian Sect has developed quite well!" Facing her old comrade-in-arms, Xue Fei wasn't as stern.

  "Snow Lord, it's great that you didn't ascend to heaven, with your leadership, humans have nothing to fear from any other race!"

  Feng Gu was helped up by Xue Fei, "Lord Snow, please rest inside the temple, I'll immediately order someone to prepare your favorite Chilled Jade Cake."

  Xue Fei has been idle lately, so she might as well go and have some fun.

  "Sir, look over here! This is the Wind God Tree, it's a sapling that Lord Kinzfield gave us back then."

  As the eye travels, a lush and thriving ancient tree comes into view, with dense branches and leaves that are all emerald green sickle-shaped, and a large amount of wind elements swirling and dancing above.

  "This tree species is 'Shen Feng' given by Master, sent to Kingsfield, didn't expect it's now with you."

  Fengtian Sect is located in a spiritual place, with the addition of ancient trees of the Wind God, the whole mountain is evergreen all year round, the environment is beautiful and elegant, it's a great place to hide.

  Upon entering the grand hall, Snowy naturally sat in the center. Although none of the Feng Tian Sect's strong practitioners and disciples knew who this mysterious person was, even their respected Domain Elder showed such respect towards him, addressing him as "Sir". This person must be extraordinary, with an extremely powerful and demonic talent that made everyone think of the strong practitioner from 500 years ago.

  In the grand hall, Xue Fei and Feng Gu exchanged a few words of warmth and coldness, and Xue Fei made a light gesture with her hand.

  "Feng Gu, you don't understand. These are ancient hand gestures. 'Xiao Tian, Hun, Hua, all of you retreat! And order all disciples and outsiders not to approach the main hall within 50 meters. Those who disobey, kill them directly!'"

  "Yes!"

  "She's staying!" Xue Fei said lightly, her voice icy but without any chill.

  "Sister, are you talking about me?" On the way back with the crowd, Feng Xinyao looked around and saw that there was only one woman.

  Feng Gu's face suddenly turned thunderous with rage, as if he was shouting: "Xin Yao, get over here and kneel down!"

  The ancient domain's magic used the magic of the wind, and with a grab of anger, Feng Xinyao was pulled down by an adult, kneeling on the ground, her hair disheveled, her green silk clothes torn apart, revealing her tender skin.

  "Ah" Feng Xiyao couldn't help but let out a sound, and a few drops of fresh blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. This was the difference in strength between a magic guide and a swordmaster, one move could be fatal.

  The other disciples saw such a terrifying scene, closed the door and ran away with their legs, fearing that they would be affected by it.

  "Xiao Tian, our daughter didn't do anything wrong, why..." Lu Xiao Yu leaned against Feng Xiao Tian's side, the two of them sat a hundred meters away, she had no idea what her daughter did wrong to make Leng Lao so furious.

  Consoling his wife, Feng Xiao didn't show much on the surface, but he was also worried in his heart. Xinyao was their precious daughter.

  The lush ancient trees are connected in a piece, under which numerous disciples gather.

  "Miss Xuan is done for this time, look at Gu Yu's expression! This...this...must have torn her apart."

  "It must be Xuan Yao who offended him, that mysterious person with super strong powers."

  "You just didn't see it, that mysterious person is so powerful, one move settled all the top masters in our sect!"

  "Really?!"

  "That's at least a Saint-level expert!"

  "Xianyao Shijie is done for this time..."

  Everyone in the great hall was discussing it, and it seemed that Feng Xinyao had already been sentenced to death. Many of the disciples from various sects were secretly heartbroken, their goddess, the companion of their dreams at night, was gone...

  "Old territory!"

  Xue Fei waved her hand, and Gu Yu instantly lost all his magical abilities, just like an ordinary person.

  She picked up the injured Feng Xiyao, and her maid was still trembling slightly. She didn't know what she had done wrong to make Old Ancestor so angry.

  "Gu Yu, who told you to punish her! I liked her so I let you stay!" Xue Fei brushed off the dust on Feng Xinyao's body and looked at Feng Xinyao's pale face with a hint of gentleness. The small tear in the corner of her eye had not yet rolled down.

  "Snow Lord, I thought Xuan Yao had offended you!"

  Xue Fei ignored the ancient domain's wind, removed her bamboo hat, revealing her exquisite and unparalleled beauty, with raven-black hair falling down to her waist.

  "Is your name Feng Xinyao?"

  "Yes, sister."

  "Damn it! Snow-sama, you dare to call me that!" Luckily, Feng Gu's magic was sealed, or he would have torn apart the lovely girl.

  "Old territory!"

  "Adult," facing Snowy, Feng Guoyuan became a chameleon, revealing an enthusiastic face and taking in that ferocity.

  "I allow Xuan Yao to call me like this, but you, old man, get out of here."

  Feng Gu Yu was ignored once again, and he could only force a smile.

  "Sister, I... I'll still call you Snow-sama!" said Xuan Yao, who then tried to kneel down again. Her own ancestor had been like this, and she reacted quickly, vaguely recalling some of the senior figures from the legendary great war of old.

  Xue Wu Jian Sheng Xue Fei, a 9th-tier peak genius sword saint, the second person in the world and also a woman.

  His hand rested on Xinyao's shoulder, a faint white-golden energy passing through her body, astonishingly she felt gentle and soothing energy filling her body, the pain disappearing instantly.

  "Snowy."

  "Call me sister, or I'll get angry!"

  Looking at that seemingly pale blue face, because Snowy's cultivation of the Frost Ice Fighting Spirit had gone awry once, her face had a faintly discernible bluish tint, but this only made her even more alluring. Five hundred years ago, she also had a resounding title - the Continent's Number One Beauty, the Frost Goddess Snowy.

  "Big sister." Feng Xinyao called out sweetly, and Xuefei was delighted. Xinyao was not only elegant and clever, but also brave and intelligent, and she looked just like her deceased junior sister back then.

  "Here, a gift for you from me." Xue Fei took out a scroll from her spatial ring, glanced at it and nodded before handing it over to Feng Xuan Yao.

  "You can't be serious!" The old man of Gu Yu seemed to have become a miser, but Feng Xinyao was his great-great-granddaughter.

  "You go on your way, and let your sister take it, don't be disdainful."

  "Sister, I don't want it," Feng Xiyao looked at the scroll, and suddenly had a greedy desire in her heart. She had never had such a desire before. Although the Wind Heaven Sect didn't have any good fighting skills, the only one was that she had already learned the lower-level Tian-class fighting skill, and the most powerful one she knew was the middle-level Xuan-class.

  "If you don't take it away, it's a waste!" Xue Fei hadn't been so adorable in a long time, curling up her red lips and pretending to be angry.

  With trembling hands, Feng Xinyao took over the scroll and looked at Gu Yuanchang, seeking his approval.

  "Take it away, don't make the adults angry."

  "Thank you, sister!" Feng Xinyao excitedly hugged the scroll, her face flushed with excitement. Something given by such a powerful master must be at least an upper-stage mystic-level battle technique.

  "Xuan Yao, sister, wait a bit and I'll help you with your protection after I'm done talking to Gu Yu. The advanced heavenly-level battle skill 'Crazy Wind Dragon Slash' isn't something that even Sword Master's protection can guarantee safety against." Xue Fei said calmly, but the listener...

  The century-old teacup in Feng Gu's hand shattered on the ground with a "crash".

  Feng Xinyao's body went limp and she sat on the ground, stunned, muttering "Upper stage... Upper stage of Tianjie... Crazy wind rolls dragon slash..."