"Master!"
Seeing that the Fourth Elder was in high spirits, Qin Feng hurriedly said, "This disciple came to ask you for a thirty-year leave of absence!"
"Of course you can take leave. How ma—"
The delighted Fourth Elder agreed without a second thought.
But suddenly, the words sank in, and he let out a piercing shriek.
"Thank you, Master!"
Qin Feng hurriedly thanked him, then took off running.
"You little brat, get back here..."
The Fourth Elder was so furious his beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He wanted to drag Qin Feng back to work.
But after breaking through to Immortal Lord, Qin Feng had reached an unbelievable speed. He vanished in an instant, like a bolt of lightning. Even the Fourth Elder, who had a Quasi-Immortal Emperor cultivation, couldn't catch sight of him as he fled.
"What incredible speed!"
The Fourth Elder's heart jolted, stunned by Qin Feng's strength.
Although he had noticed Qin Feng's breakthrough to Immortal Lord when the boy first entered, he remembered the breakthrough record Qin Feng had set back then, so he hadn't been particularly surprised. He'd even thought Qin Feng had slowed down in his cultivation.
But after Qin Feng showed off just a little, he realized his disciple hadn't changed at all.
He was still that same number thirty-eight prodigy from back then—the one who had subdued the Solar True Fire, slapped Long Aotian flying, blasted his way to Immortal Emperor, and suppressed two Heavenly Prides with one hand.
But right after that, worry filled his heart. He wasn't worried about Qin Feng's safety while traveling; he was worried about the living beings of the myriad heavens and worlds.
He'd realized that every time Qin Feng went out, he stirred up a storm of blood and violence. The Immortal Realm had