Faced with a True Venerable's pressure, Feng Jun did not think he was being driven away.
Although Yi Jue and he shared the same aspirations and got along exceptionally well, she had ultimately come from the Spirit Plant Path. Without rules, there could be no order. An outsider like him could not stand guard while all her fellow disciples stood by doing nothing—otherwise, the Spirit Plant Path would become a laughingstock.
So he raised a hand in salute toward the direction where Yi Jue was in seclusion, then vanished in a flash.
"That young friend from the Lower Realm..." The Spirit-Release Venerable's thought came to an abrupt halt. After quite a while, he gave an irritated snort. "That fellow runs awfully fast."
Though he had never met Feng Jun, he knew that Yi Jue had such a confidant. At first, he had felt that a Peak Nascent Soul elder being so close to an externally appointed Golden Core cultivator was rather improper, but he could hardly reprimand one of his own sect's promising Soul Emergence cultivators over it.
After Feng Jun rose to fame, he felt that Yi Jue truly possessed remarkable fortune, so he naturally interfered even less.
This time, he had originally intended to take the opportunity to make contact with the man. Who would have thought that Feng Jun would turn around and leave, as fast as lightning?
Feng Jun left the Spirit Plant Path not merely because he was worried about Gu Jiahui. More than a month had passed, and there were other matters he needed to handle as well.
The General Armament Department workshop on Pacify Arms Mountain had gradually gotten on track. After checking on it, he returned to the Insectoid World to seek out the Rebel Army member named Fan Xing...
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