Feng Luan's Enduring Charm; How Dare a Mere Nascent Soul Early Stage Make Noise!

The War God Temple was the largest sect in the Huofen Kingdom, naturally occupying the finest Spirit Veins.

Within the endless mountain range stood a massive peak that soared into the clouds.

Its summit was wreathed in spiritual mist, lush with thriving trees and adorned with pavilions, towers, and carved railings, appearing like a pure land established by an Immortal in the mortal world.

In one corner of the peak, a unique and elegant courtyard had been constructed.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of Flowing Light descended, and Zhou Zihong and Qin Hao landed before the courtyard.

"Greetings, Young Miss!"

Seeing Zhou Zihong, the War God Temple disciples guarding the courtyard gate hurriedly bowed in salute.

As the personal attendants to the Nascent Soul Ancestor, they were naturally aware of Zhou Zihong's identity.

Zhou Zihong asked, "Is my mother inside?"

Suddenly, a gentle female voice drifted out from within the courtyard.

"Hong'er, come in!"

The voice was mellow and pleasant, extremely melodious to the ear.

"Senior, let's go!"

Zhou Zihong led Qin Hao into the courtyard.

Qin Hao saw a charming and beautiful woman standing there.

The woman wore a bright yellow palace dress and a peacock hair ornament; the hem of her dress was layered with triangular jade-colored fabric, making her look like a Peacock Princess—graceful, luxurious, and possessing the natural majesty of someone in a position of power.

She was incredibly alluring, and even without makeup, her complexion was as radiant as morning clouds reflecting on snow, her skin as smooth as Congealed Fat, and her face as beautiful as a flower.

Is she Feng Luan?

Qin Hao had already recognized her identity.

She was Zhou Zihong's mother, the only female Nascent Soul Ancestor of the War God Temple, possessing a cultivation at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

"Mother!"

Having not seen her for a long time, Zhou Zihong could not help but fly forward and throw herself into Feng Luan's embrace.

"Hong'er, you've finally returned. You had me so worried!"

Feng Luan gently stroked Zhou Zihong's hair, a warm and gentle smile appearing on her face.

She had been deeply anxious ever since her daughter left for the Outer Realm Battlefield.

As a Nascent Soul Ancestor, Feng Luan naturally understood the perils of the Outer Realm Battlefield.

Because of this, she had even come to resent her own Husband, Yang Sen.

It was Yang Sen who had originally agreed to let their daughter enter the Outer Realm Battlefield.

"Mother, this is Senior Qin Hao!"

Zhou Zihong introduced him to Feng Luan, "When the Outer Realm Battlefield collapsed, many bizarre creatures appeared. If it weren't for this Senior, your daughter might not have made it back."

Hearing this, Feng Luan broke out in a cold sweat.

She hurriedly bowed to Qin Hao, "Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Qin for saving my daughter!"

Feng Luan could naturally sense that Qin Hao was unfathomable.

The feeling he gave her was just like Senior Brother Song; she assumed he was also an Expert at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection level.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need for such formalities!"

Qin Hao said with a smile, "I have come to the War God Temple this time with the intention of viewing your sect's Divine Dao Art!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Luan's expression changed drastically.

The Divine Dao Art was the highest-level technique of the War God Temple.

Even though the original version had long since been taken away by the Level 4 Cultivation Nation, the Tiangang Kingdom, it was still not something just anyone could learn.

That was the case even within the War God Temple, let alone for an outsider.

However, since he had saved her daughter, she felt she had to at least try to negotiate for him.

Qin Hao flipped his palm, took out a Jade Bottle, and tossed it to her, saying, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, This Seat will not view it for free. This is an Infant-Establishing Pill!"

"An Infant-Establishing Pill?"

Feng Luan's eyes lit up.

This was a medicinal pill capable of increasing the success rate of Core Formation, and it was extremely rare in a Third-rank Cultivation Nation.

Their entire Huofen Kingdom did not possess one; only the nearby Yuntian Sect of the Chu Kingdom could produce a few each year.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. I will go consult with the others!"

As Feng Luan spoke, she immediately sent out several transmissions to the other Nascent Soul experts of the War God Temple.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The next moment, four streaks of light flew in from the distance, manifesting into four figures.

These four were all men.

Leading them was an Elder with a youthful face and crane-white hair, his entire body radiating the fluctuations of a Nascent Soul Great Perfection.

The second was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, wearing a square cap and a long robe, resembling a scholarly literatus; he possessed a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation.

The remaining two were a red-faced Elder and a Strong Man, both of whom were at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

The leading Elder asked with a chuckle, "Junior Sister Feng Luan, what important matter has caused you to summon us?"

As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at Qin Hao standing beside her.

When the Elder sensed Qin Hao's cultivation, his pupils suddenly constricted.

He could feel that the person before him possessed the same cultivation as himself: the False God realm of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection.

"Senior Brother Song!"

Feng Luan said to the white-haired Elder, "This is Fellow Daoist Qin. He once saved my daughter's life on the Outer Realm Battlefield!"

"Furthermore, he wishes to use an Infant-Establishing Pill in exchange for the opportunity to view our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art!"

As she spoke, Feng Luan displayed the pill in her hand.

Upon hearing this, Yang Sen was the first to step forward in support: "Although our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art is profound, it only increases the success rate of Core Formation by a small margin—a success rate that doesn't even compare to an Infant-Establishing Pill!"

"Moreover, since Fellow Daoist Qin saved my daughter's life, I believe we should allow him to view the Divine Dao Art!"

The red-faced Elder, however, frowned and said, "Senior Brother Yang, that is incorrect. The profundity of our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art is enough to move even a Level 4 Cultivation Nation. How could a single Infant-Establishing Pill compare to it? It should be at least three!"

After speaking, the red-faced Elder did not forget to wink at the Strong Man beside him.

Although he had already formed his Core, he still had his own descendants.

If it were only one Infant-Establishing Pill, there would be no chance for his descendants to receive it, but if they demanded a few more, it would be a different story.

As for the fact that the man had saved the daughter of Yang Sen and Feng Luan, what did that have to do with them?

Seeing this, a flash of greed appeared in the Strong Man's eyes as he said, "That's right, the value of one Infant-Establishing Pill is indeed insufficient!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, you all..."

Feng Luan frowned and looked toward Senior Brother Song.

Senior Brother Song shifted his gaze to Qin Hao and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, I wonder if you have any other Infant-Establishing Pills? Our War God Temple is willing to purchase them at market price."

"As long as you sell one or two more to our War God Temple, we will permit you to view the Divine Dao Art!"

Seeing that the other party dared to make such an exorbitant demand, Qin Hao's expression turned cold. "Apologies, this is the only one!"

The red-faced Elder, Zhou Jin, spoke indifferently, "Since there are no others, then don't even think about seeing our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art!"

"Noisy!"

Qin Hao snorted coldly. "This Seat is speaking to your Senior Brother; where does a Nascent Soul Early Stage like you get the right to interrupt?"

"This is my War God Temple. Do I need your permission to speak however I like?"

Zhou Jin wore a look of disdain.

The other party was not an incarnation-level expert!

They had five Nascent Soul cultivators on the scene; were they really supposed to be afraid of one man?

"Who do you think you're talking to? You're courting death!"

Qin Hao's gaze was icy. He pointed a finger sharply at the man and hissed, "Die!"

"Zzzzt!"

In an instant, a bolt of Blood Lightning flew out from his eyes.

This was none other than the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense.

The Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, it had already submerged into the red-faced Elder's body.

He felt instantly that a destructive force was obliterating his spiritual sense and soul.

Facing this power, he had absolutely no ability to resist.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the red-faced Elder's head exploded, and even his Nascent Soul perished in an instant.

Until his death, he never even knew what kind of method the other party had used.