War God Mountain

Lin Feng and his companion left the living room. As they walked, Hodan said, "Lin Feng, where are your two Saint Realm magical beasts? Call them over here too."

"No need, Mr. Hodan. I know your purpose in coming here is simply to persuade us to go to the Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes. I also know that Saint Realm experts are at the bottom there, so I plan to wait until my strength is higher before going. Their thoughts are the same as mine," Lin Feng said humbly.

"Oh?" Hodan looked at Lin Feng curiously and smiled, "It seems you know a lot about these things, Lin Feng. In that case, I won't force you."

"Mr. Hodan, I'm sorry to have troubled you," Lin Feng said humbly.

"In that case, I'll be going now." Hodan stood up. "Lin Feng, if you ever want to leave this material world, you can find me at the Arctic Icefield at the end of the North Sea. I live on the highest iceberg in that Arctic Ice Field."

Hodan then took to the air and flew directly north, quickly disappearing into the horizon.

"Once you go to the Infernal Realm, it's hard to come back," Lin Feng sighed inwardly. Although Lin Feng Lin Feng would definitely go to the Infernal Realm someday, it certainly wouldn't be now, and even if he did, he wouldn't bring all his Divine Clone with him. Although he didn't have a single Divine Clone at the moment.

As evening approached, the Count's Mansion's mansion emptied considerably, with most of the nobles having already departed. The engagement banquet was a luncheon, and those still remaining at the Count's Mansion at this time were all important guests.

"Wharton, where's your brother?" Yale, carrying two bottles of wine, walked up to Wharton and asked, "I haven't seen him all afternoon?"

"My brother left with that Mr. Hodan, and I don't know where they went," Wharton said, shaking his head.

"I'm going to find him. Knowing your older brother's personality, he might have gone to the Training Ground to practice." Yale left the living room, walked along the corridor for a while, and came directly to the outside of the Training Ground in the backyard.

"Tick-tock!" "Tick-tock!"

Water was slowly dripping from the artificial hill next to the Training Ground, the sound of which was very clear in the quiet Training Ground. Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the grass, motionless. If you looked closely, you could see that Lin Feng's muscles were rhythmically contracting and bulging, Lin Feng breeze naturally rose around his body.

The soul merges with the boundless nature, with the boundless wind.

Thump! Thump!

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

With his eyes closed, Lin Feng felt that only the invisible wind filled the world. After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng opened his eyes.

"The master said that no one is allowed to enter without his permission."

"Even I can't do it?" Yale seemed helpless.

"Yale, come in." Lin Feng smiled slightly and stood up. Yale then walked in, and seeing Lin Feng, he chuckled, "Third brother, I knew it, you were cultivating here again. I said, why are you working so hard? You're already at the peak of the Saint Realm, you're so powerful."

Lin Feng glanced at Yale and smiled.

In Yale's eyes, Lin Feng was already considered an absolute powerhouse in the Yulan, even the Imperial Capital of the O'Brien Empire treated Lin Feng with great courtesy. But Lin Feng's ambitions went far beyond that.

"Come on, have a couple of drinks with me. We haven't had much to drink together today." Yale placed the two bottles of wine he was carrying on the stone table. Lin Feng sat down and took out two wine glasses from his Space Ring.

"It's a pity that the fourth brother isn't here." Lin Feng shook his head and sighed. Reynolds had left the Imperial Capital last month when His Majesty Joanne announced who would be chosen as his son-in-law.

"There's nothing we can do. The army gave the order, and he has to go whether he wants to or not," Yale said helplessly. "Last time was just a coincidence that we three brothers got together on leave. The youngest is alright, but the second oldest has to go to the Yulan Empire to see him."

The Yulan Empire and the O'Brien Empire are still quite far apart.

"Third brother, I'll be leaving the Imperial Capital in a few days too," Yale sighed. "There's no way around it; I'm young now. There are many things I need to do in the Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, I won't be qualified to take charge later."

Lin Feng understood.

A business association of Dawson Chamber of Commerce's caliber would never be a simple father-to-son succession; otherwise, it probably wouldn't have grown to such a large size. Of course, the son of a business Dawson Chamber of Commerce will certainly have some advantages, but only if you have the ability and qualifications.

"You won't be able to see Olivier's fight against the Rock Sword Saint Hederson next month, will you?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Yeah," Yale chuckled nonchalantly. "I'm just a mage, after all. Even if I watched a battle between two Saint Warrior, how much could I possibly understand?"

Lin Feng suddenly put down his wine glass and looked towards the door. "Someone's here."

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"Who?" Yale asked, puzzled. "Is there anyone else who knows you're here?"

"The two from the War God Sect," Lin Feng said with a faint smile.

Saint Realm experts could already use their mental power to search, and the small Count's Mansion was easily and completely covered by their mental power, so they easily found Lin Feng. Therefore, they walked towards the backyard of the Count's Mansion. They were very surprised by their teacher's instructions to them.

"Lin Feng's strength is indeed good, but Teacher, there's no need for this," Lanke said, shaking his head. "I don't understand either," Cassrot said, also puzzled.

With their questions in mind, the two walked to the backyard gate. At this moment, the gatekeeper had already opened the gate, and Cassrot and Lanke exchanged a glance.

"Lin Feng already knows we're here."

Cassrot and Lanke immediately spotted Lin Feng sitting with Yale. Upon seeing Yale there, Cassrot and Lanco frowned.

Yale stood up at this moment. "Third brother, someone is looking for you. You talk to them first, I'll go to the lobby."

Lin Feng nodded.

After Yale left, Cassrot and Lanke sat down. Lin Feng asked knowingly, "Cassrot, Lanke, what brings you here?"

Cassrot laughed and said, "Lin Feng, my fellow disciple and I are here on behalf of our teacher to invite you to the War God Sect."

"The War God invited me to the War God Sect?" Lin Feng pretended to be incredulous, but inwardly he thought, "As expected."

Lanke, standing beside him, nodded and said, "Lin Feng, our teacher did indeed entrust us with sending you to the War God Sect. Moreover, this time, our teacher even instructed our senior brother to personally entertain you. Lin Feng, you should know that even when the Rock Sword Saint Hederson came to the War God Sect, our senior brother did not come out to greet him."

"Oh?" Lin Feng's heart stirred. In fact, the person Lin Feng liked the most in the War God Sect was not the high and War God, but Fain.

"Okay, when should I go?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"You can come to our War God Sect anytime. Here, this is my token. When you arrive at the War God Sect, just give this token to one of the disciples, and they will inform me." Cassrot flipped his hand and took out a small crimson plaque engraved with Cassrot's name.

Lin Feng accepted the token, smiling and nodding, "Don't worry, I will definitely go."

Cassrot and Lanke nodded and left.

There are numerous buildings on the main peak of War God Mountain. This is where the disciples of the War God Sect reside, and Kenyon, Cassrot, and Lanke also oversee the daily affairs of War God Mountain.

The mountain wind was strong, and many disciples of the War God Sect were cultivating.

"Drink!"

A massive boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds was kicked at Extreme Speed towards another person. That person casually kicked back two disciples of the War God Sect, effortlessly tossing the boulder back and forth. Most importantly, the boulder remained completely undamaged.

The use of strength and fighting spirit is indeed very ingenious.

At this moment, a fleeting figure, like a wisp of smoke, drifted along the mountain path of War God Mountain. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at the War God Sect's plaza.

"Huh?" A disciple of the War God Sect looked at the newcomer in surprise. He hadn't seen anyone before. Suddenly, the person appeared before him. "Are you Master Lin Feng?" The disciple recognized him; he had also gone to cheer for Blumer at the Martial Arena.

Lin Feng smiled and nodded, "Cassrot invited me here. This is his token. Go and inform him." Lin Feng casually tossed the token to the disciple.

The disciple replied, "I'll go and inform Master Lin Feng right away. Please rest here for a while."

Lin Feng nodded. Two days had passed since Wharton's engagement, and today, Lin Feng had come to the War God Sect alone to have a good look at it.

"That's Master Lin Feng. I heard he's only twenty-seven years old."

"Even Senior Brother Kenyon was defeated so easily."

"I was there that day. In just one move, Senior Brother Kenyon was far too weak compared to Master Lin Feng."

"Senior Brother Kenyon is the 25th disciple personally taught by our teacher, so it's understandable that he's a bit weaker. I think Senior Brother Cassrot is probably not much weaker than Master Lin Feng. If those senior brothers ranked in the teens or even the top ten were to step in, they would probably beat Lin Feng very easily."

Many of the nominal disciples of the War God Sect were whispering among themselves, occasionally glancing at Lin Feng. These disciples were all geniuses, each brimming with pride. But compared to Lin Feng, the gap between them was vast.