Elder Feng

"Yes, yes, yes" Xing Jue shouted without hesitation, immediately taking the purple letter from the old man's hand. Looking at the purple letter in his hand, Xing Jue was practically drooling.

"My god, is this really an Inner Sect entry letter?" Xing Jue blinked his big eyes, staring at the purple letter as if a beggar who had found a gold ingot.

The Yu Feng Sect was divided into the Main Sect, Inner Sect, and Outer Sect. The one who injured Xing Jue, Feng Ji zi, was just an Outer Sect elder. Lu Zhan was naturally also an Outer Sect disciple. When an Outer Sect disciple's cultivation reached a certain level, one could take part in the Inner Sect entry exam. By passing the exam, one would become an Inner Sect disciple, enjoying superior resources and treatment within the Inner Sect.

But at the same time, the entry requirements for the Inner Sect were very strict, so, one could say that the Inner Sect entry letter was truly priceless, this could be seen from how precious even just an Outer Sect's entry letter was. That's why Xing Jue was so excited.

"Of course it's real, would I, this old man, give you a fake?" The mysterious old man replied with some displeasure.

"Hehe, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. With Master's status, an Inner Sect entry letter is nothing, maybe you even have an entry letter for the Main Sect." Xing Jue hurriedly flattered, as if he knew the old man's status very well.

"Bah, you're thinking too simply, do you think the Main Sect is something you can just enter? It's not about connections if you want to enter the Main Sect, you need at least the strength of a Martial Lord first." The old man glared at Xing Jue and explained on purpose.

"Martial Lord? Even an ordinary disciple needs to have the strength of a Martial Lord level to enter the Main Sect? As expected of the core force of the Yu Feng Sect, truly powerful." Hearing the old man's words, Xing Jue couldn't help but admire the strength of the Yu Feng Sect. What kind of strength was a Martial Lord? In the entire Cloud Sect City, the strongest were only those from the three great families, and even then, their cultivation was merely at the Mid-rank Martial King level. A Martial Lord, as the name suggests, anyone that reached that level was a grandmaster-level expert. Even within the entire Yu Feng Empire, they were considered extremely formidable existences.

"Okay kid, stop sighing, this continent is vast, and there are a lot of experts. Don't think that just because the Yu Feng Sect is so strong in the Yu Feng Empire, that they're anything special within the whole continent. They're only a mid-tier power." The old man laughed as he saw Xing Jue's expression, like he was looking at a frog in a well.

"A mid-tier power? Hehe…" Xing Jue could only give a bitter laugh after hearing the old man's words. His dream was to become a peak expert in this vast continent, but now it seems that the going will be tough.

"Alright kid, with your talent, entering the Main Sect wouldn't be too hard. But before that, focus on your cultivation. This old man has some business to attend to and won't be accompanying you any longer. I'll drop by the Yu Feng Sect when I have the chance." The old man said to Xing Jue, his body becoming blurry, before disappearing.

"Master, Master, at least tell me your name before leaving." Xing Jue was helpless seeing his master leave without a word, and quickly shouted towards the sky. His master's strength was extremely powerful, and must've been at the top in the entire Yu Feng Empire, perhaps by using his master's name in the future, he could receive special treatment in the Yu Feng Sect.

"Old Feng" an old voice echoed through the sky.

"Old Feng? That's it?" After hearing the old man's words, Xing Jue almost spat out blood, he knew that his master was just brushing him off. Who would be familiar with someone called Old Feng? There was no response from his master in the sky, he knew his master had already left.

"Oh well, looks like I have to rely on myself." Xing Jue tucked the purple letter into his chest, then patted it with a smile before turning towards the Cloud Sect City's post station. The road from Cloud Sect City to the Yu Feng Sect was extremely far, and he didn't want to walk there.

A hundred miles away from the Yu Feng Sect's territory, there was a mountain range. Due to its dangerous terrain and the large number of dangerous magical beasts that inhabited it, it was known as the Death Mountain Range. This Death Mountain Range was a necessary path to reach the Yu Feng Sect.

Located at the outskirts of the Death Mountain Range, was a small town called "Gathering Town." A large number of caravans and mercenary groups gathered in this town. If you wanted to pass through the mountain range without sufficient strength, then this was your best bet. The mercenaries in town could escort you through the Death Mountain Range, but it would cost you.

"Wow, it's so lively." Outside Gathering Town, a black-clad youth got off the carriage and exclaimed excitedly. It was Xing Jue. After months of continuous rushing, he finally arrived.

"There are so many experts here." Xing Jue expanded his soul power a little and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He could sense that in this small Gathering Town, there was an abundance of Martial Master auras. They were most likely mercenaries from the town.

Xing Jue had also heard about the dangers of Death Mountain Range, and since he was unfamiliar with the place, he had planned to hire a small team of mercenaries to guide him. With a sigh, Xing Jue followed the directions and arrived at the mercenary guild's employment office.

"What? No mercenaries?" Inside the employment office, Xing Jue exclaimed with surprise.

"I'm really sorry, but recently there's been a strange occurrence in the Death Mountain Range. A lot of people who entered never came back out, so a lot of independent mercenaries don't dare enter anymore. The more reputable mercenary groups are currently hired, I'm afraid it'll be a few days before they return. Why don't you wait for a few days?" The staff member at the employment office explained to Xing Jue.

"So that's why there are so many people in town." After hearing the staff member's words, Xing Jue finally understood the current situation. Helpless, he left the employment office. Just as he was about to find a place to stay, he was attracted by a commotion in the distance.

Xing Jue looked up. A group of people had gathered a hundred meters from where he stood. There seemed to be some conflict between them. Intrigued, Xing Jue decided to go over for a look.

"Damn it, it was just a spar, why did you have to use such a heavy hand? " In the middle of the crowd, a middle-aged man said angrily while carrying a severely injured man in his arms. Both were low-rank Martial Masters.

"Too weak to join us, get lost." There were about ten men sitting in the middle of the crowd. One of them, a burly man with a black beard, glanced disdainfully at the middle-aged man. After hearing the black-bearded man's words, fear flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he stopped talking and rushed out of the crowd, carrying the injured man.

"A high-rank Martial Master, how impressive." Xing Jue mumbled as he realized the black-bearded man's strength.

At that moment, Xing Jue noticed a sign next to the group of ten men. The sign read: "Recruiting skilled mercenaries, trash stay away". Seeing this sign, Xing Jue's eyes lit up. "Heaven helps those who help themselves," he thought to himself.