Golden-Winged Eagle King: What Decent Person Visits at Midnight?

Night fell over the entire Linjiang City.

It was already very late at night, but many cultivators in the city were still awake all night.

The events of today's Dragon King Festival are still unforgettable for them. Everyone is talking about which powerful figure from the Dao-Seeking Academy that white-robed man is.

They discussed it for half the night, but still couldn't come to a conclusion.

After all, none of the renowned experts at the Dao-Seeking Academy are Confucian cultivators.

Words become law, a single word can subdue an enemy—this is the hallmark of Confucian cultivation. To be able to so easily suppress a Nirvana expert is at least the mark of a Half-Saint.

The courtyard of the inn was exceptionally quiet.

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A cold wind swept by.

A sweet smile appeared on Chen Qianqian's face as she dreamt of something happy.

Bing Yan and the Golden-Winged Eagle King, who were cultivating, opened their eyes at the same time and instantly enveloped the entire courtyard with their divine sense.

Chu Feng, who was lying on the couch, turned over and sat up abruptly when he noticed the noise coming from outside.

A moment later, an old voice came from outside the door.

"Little Dragon Bai Long requests an audience with my benefactor. I apologize for disturbing you so late at night."

Upon hearing the voice, Chu Feng looked puzzled. He then lit a lamp nearby, and Rocket Turtle immediately understood, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

"Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door slowly opened, revealing a pale-faced dragon standing in the doorway—or rather, a dragon's soul.

Unlike the Yao Qi unicorn dragon he had seen by the water during the day, this dragon soul exuded a sacred and benevolent aura.

"Thank you, my benefactor."

As Bai Long spoke, he bowed deeply to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng asked, "Could it be that you are the Linjiang River Dragon King?"

Bai Long nodded slightly. "I dare not accept the title of Dragon King. I am just a dragon and have not yet been King Conferment. Otherwise, I would not have been defeated by that Marquis One-Horn and my soul would not have been imprisoned by him."

"If it weren't for the benefactor's intervention that slew the one-horned dragon, the little dragon would probably have perished within three years."

After listening, Chu Feng said calmly, "So you came to me to repay a debt of gratitude?"

"Good."

Bai Long continued, "I know that you are one of the strongest people in the world, and you wouldn't be interested in ordinary gifts. That's why I've come to visit you late at night, hoping to invite you to the residence of the Water God of the Linjiang River. There is a relic left behind by a True God there, and it was with the treasures in that relic that I successfully transformed into a dragon."

"Oh."

Chu Feng's interest was piqued upon hearing this. "In that case, I'll accompany you to take a look."

"Please, my benefactor."

Bai Long gestured for Chu Feng to follow him out the door.

As soon as he stepped out, he encountered the Golden-Winged Eagle King and Bing Yan. When Bai Long saw the Golden-Winged Eagle King, his soul trembled slightly. Although the other party did not make things difficult for him, the innate sense of oppression made him powerless to resist.

"Young master, this dragon's origins are unknown; do not readily believe its words." Bing Yan spoke, her eyes were fixed on Bai Long, as if she could see right through him.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King chimed in, "Sister-in-law is right. What respectable person would leave to visit someone so late at night?"

Bai Long: "..."

I'm not human, just a spirit. I come out in broad daylight because I'm afraid of scaring children.

Chu Feng laughed and said, "Alright, you all don't need to worry. Tell me, if no Saint appears in this world, who can stop me?"

His tone was very calm, but to Bai Long it was like a Jinglei. How many people in the world would dare to say such a thing?

Bai Long cupped his hands and asked, "I do not know your name, my benefactor. Please tell me."

Chu Feng smiled slightly, "Ask Chu Feng."

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Bai Long gasped, then said, "So it was Half-Saint Chu in person. No wonder he could slay the evil dragon with a single word. I admire you, I admire you."

Chu Feng interrupted him, "Alright, let's go."

"Promise."

Bai Long then led Chu Feng away into the night.

After exchanging a glance, Bing Yan and the Golden-Winged Eagle King returned to their rooms to continue their cultivation.

In no time at all.

Chu Feng then followed Bai Long to the Linjiang River.

After the Bai Long landed, it casually waved its hand, and the Linjiang River water receded to both sides, making way for a path.

Chu Feng didn't say a word from beginning to end, simply following quietly behind Bai Long.

With each step they took, the river behind them returned to its original state.

After walking several hundred steps along the Linjiang River, the man and his soul finally arrived at the water palace in the river.

Outside the Water Mansion was a defensive formation. Bai Long quickly cast a spell at the formation.

A portal of light appeared on the array, and then the gate to the Water Palace opened.

"Your Half-Saint, we have arrived at the Water Palace. Please come in."

"Please."

As Chu Feng spoke, he followed Bai Long's steps. After entering the water mansion, a rich Spiritual Qi rushed towards them. Although it was not as sacred as a cultivation ground like the Dao-Seeking Academy, it was still a treasure land.

This water palace is like a small palace, with all kinds of exquisite decorations along the way, dazzling the eyes.

The only drawback was that the water palace was completely empty; there wasn't a single living creature, not even a ghost.

"Fellow Daoist, do you live alone in this water mansion?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Long's face showed an embarrassed expression. "To be honest, Your Half-Saint, there were originally several thousand shrimp soldiers and hundreds of fish generals in this water palace, but in my battle with that Marquis One-Horn, the elite of the water palace were all lost, and the remaining aquatic creatures also fled in all directions when disaster struck."

"I see. I wonder who this Marquis One-Horn is and why he suddenly appeared here?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

Bai Long slowly said, "That Marquis One-Horn is a demon marquis from the Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains. He is a sworn brother of the Thousand-Foot King. Hearing that the Thousand-Foot King is about to break through to the Half-Saint Realm, he specially sent his six sworn brothers to search for Incense-Faith Power to cleanse the Yao Qi from his body. Little Dragon has been stationed in the Linjiang River for hundreds of years and has collected a lot of Incense-Faith Power, so he naturally became their target."

"It's the Thousand-Foot King again."

Upon hearing the name of that Demon King, Chu Feng couldn't help but mutter aloud.

His reaction delighted Bai Long, who quickly asked, "Could it be that Thousand-Foot King has offended you, sir?"

Chu Feng laughed, "What level does he have to offend me? He just happened to run into his ignorant subordinates earlier."

"Too."

Bai Long felt a pang of regret; it would have been wonderful if this person had been willing to take action to suppress the Thousand-Foot King.

However, he had no right to demand that this person act in his favor; the fact that the other party had killed the Marquis One-Horn was already a great favor to him.

The human and the soul passed through many courtyards and finally arrived at an ancestral hall.

Bai Long stopped and said, "Your Highness, we've arrived. This is the entrance to the ruins."

Chu Feng laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby?"

Bai Long said, "A drop of kindness deserves a spring of gratitude, let alone the fact that I received my inheritance from these ruins. It is only natural for me to venerate that True God as my ancestor."

As he spoke, he opened the ancestral hall door, then walked to a statue of a deity, bowed three times, and then shouted with a powerful voice, "Open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entrance to a teleportation array appeared before Chu Feng's eyes...