Battle at the Demon Nest

Zhao Sheng watched the man depart without trying to stop him. Just as Huang Shi Gong had said, that punch had first been meant to "show him might," thoroughly cementing the other party's impression that Zhao Sheng was at the great perfection of the Return to Void Realm.

Second, it had naturally been to vent his anger. Huang Shi Gong had secretly spied on the true state of Hidden Dragon Valley, so he was already in the wrong. How could he truly take issue with Zhao Sheng over it?

Zhao Sheng turned to Feng Bo Jiexing not far away and said with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist Feng Bo, since you have the leisure to visit Hidden Dragon Valley, why not accompany this old man into the valley for a few days' stay?"

"That wouldn't be appropriate, would it?" Feng Bo Jiexing had wanted to refuse, but when he saw Zhao Sheng slowly raise his fist, his expression changed slightly. He immediately changed his tune and nodded in agreement.

Half a month later, Feng Bo Jiexing left Hidden Dragon Valley looking thoroughly disheveled, much to Zhao Jinmin and the others' regret. They sighed that this stroke of good fortune had truly been too brief!

During the days he remained in the valley, Feng Bo Jiexing had not even had time to rest, exchanging insights with Zhao Sheng for fifteen or sixteen days and nights straight.

Of course, Feng Bo Jiexing had mainly been the one expounding the Dao from the platform, while Zhao Sheng, Zhao Jinmin, and the others had chiefly listened.

Zhao Jinmin and the others listened as though intoxicated, every one of them feeling they had benefited immensely.

But to Zhao Sheng, it had merely brought a small gain.

The Feng Bo Clan possessed formidable strength, and its connections