The Golden-Winged Eagle King Becomes a Half-Saint

After forty-nine lightning tribulations.

The thunderclouds in the sky disappeared.

This also foreshadowed that the Golden-Winged Eagle King had successfully survived the tribulation of lightning, and a beam of holy light shot straight into the sky from the cave.

At the same time, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky: auspicious clouds came from the east, stretching for thousands of miles, with hundreds of birds paying homage and all kinds of beasts coming to offer their congratulations.

The Spiritual Qi within a radius of a hundred miles also became denser.

Looking at the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky, Chen Qianqian said excitedly, "Master, those clouds are so beautiful!"

Chu Feng patted her little head. "Do you like it?"

Chen Qianqian nodded. "I like it."

Chu Feng: "Then cultivate diligently, so you can see it when you break through in the future."

Chen Qianqian clenched her fists, her face resolute. "I will do my best."

"It just so happens that your martial uncle broke through to the Half-Saint today, and a celestial phenomenon appeared. I will take this opportunity to impart a Daoist scripture to you. Listen carefully."

As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, a spiritual rain began to fall within a radius of a hundred miles.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every bird, and every beast was bathed in the spiritual rain.

Bing Yan also sat cross-legged and began to comprehend her cultivation.

Chu Feng then spoke slowly and deliberately, "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs..."

One day later.

As the rain subsided, Chu Feng's chanting also ended. Chen Qianqian opened her eyes, and a copy of the Dao De Jing had already entered her mind.

She also gained some insight into her master's way of chess.

"The Golden-Winged Eagle King has gained two points of True Essence of the Buddhist Dao through comprehending Sanskrit, rewarding the host with +20 points of True Essence of the Great Dao."

"Chen Qianqian has entered the realm of chess; reward: Host, the True Essence of the Great Dao +1."

Chu Feng heard two system notifications in succession, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. He felt comfortable with the True Essence of the Great Dao at level 93.

He cupped his hands towards the cave and said, "Congratulations, Brother Eagle, on becoming Half-Saint."

"Hahaha..."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King's hearty laughter echoed from the cave, followed by a handsome young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, adorned with golden wings, who emerged from the cave.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Chen Qianqian couldn't help but ask, "Are you Martial Uncle Golden Wing?"

"That's right, I am Martial Uncle Golden Wing."

The handsome young man spoke with a smile, then turned his gaze to Chu Feng.

He only glanced at Chu Feng, but he felt as if the man in front of him stood there like a towering mountain.

"Holy shit!"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King suddenly took half a step back, looking at Chu Feng with astonishment. "Brother, I thought you were just bragging before, but I didn't expect you to really be so close to the Saint Realm."

Chu Feng rolled his eyes at him. "Don't look at what you shouldn't."

"I won't watch it again, lest my Dao heart collapse."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked dejected. He had thought that by becoming Half-Saint, the gap between him and Chu Feng would have narrowed, but he discovered that the gap between them was not small at all.

Chu Feng asked curiously, "How's your understanding of the Divine Foot?"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King, "Now, with a single turn, we can fly fifty-four thousand li."

Chu Feng gave him a thumbs up. "Not bad, a tiny bit better than before."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King said with an arrogant expression, "That's right, after all, I am the son of Saint."

Chu Feng said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that the dean will say something like, 'I want to eat an eagle'?"

Golden-Winged Eagle King: "..."

As the two were talking, a figure descended from the sky.

The newcomer was none other than the previously mentioned Daoist Master Yellow Brow. He bowed slightly to the Golden-Winged Eagle King and said, "This humble Daoist, Yellow Brow, has come to congratulate Your Excellency on becoming Great Sage."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked at the Daoist priest in front of him with a puzzled expression. "Who are you?"

"I passed by Bright Moon Gorge on Dao Path and saw the Great Sage's breakthrough. I stopped to observe and gained some insights, so I came here to express my gratitude," said Daoist Master Yellow Brow respectfully.

"I see."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King, abandoning his usual nonchalant and arrogant demeanor, said calmly, "Alright, you've finished your congratulations. You can leave now."

"Promise."

Daoist Master Yellow Brow originally wanted to establish some connection with this newly promoted Half-Saint.

Unfortunately, this Half-Saint didn't give him any chance at all, so he had no choice but to leave.

Seeing that Daoist Master Yellow Brow had left, Chu Feng said to the Golden-Winged Eagle King, "Brother Eagle, let's have a drink to celebrate becoming Half-Saint today."

"One cup isn't enough, at least three cups, and they have to be your sacred wine."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King became more and more excited as he spoke.

Chu Feng agreed without hesitation, "No problem."

The banquet lasted until midnight, and the group set off again early the next morning.

Six months later.

The carriage carrying Chu Feng and his group finally arrived at Peace Town outside Myriad Demon Mountain.

Myriad Demon Mountain, also known as Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains, occupies two-thirds of the territory of the Southern Wilds lands of the Profound Continent. Legend has it that a hundred thousand Demon King rule over this vast territory.

Here, the Demon Race is revered, and cultivators of all other races are subordinate to the demons.

As soon as the carriage entered Peace Town, Demon Race cultivators could be seen everywhere.

These Demon Race cultivators all have demon heads and human bodies; occasionally, there are demon bodies with human heads, but they are mostly in the minority.

Holding the reins, the Golden-Winged Eagle King looked at the scenery along the way and turned to ask, "Brother, should we go straight into the Myriad Demon Mountain, or rest in this Peace Town for a few days?"

Chu Feng said, "Let's find a lively inn to rest for a few days, and while we're at it, inquire about the situation at Myriad Demon Mountain."

Although he had read about the Myriad Demon Mountain in the library of the Dao-Seeking Academy, the Dao-Seeking Academy mainly recorded the top forces in the Myriad Demon Mountain. The Dao-Seeking Academy did not record the smaller forces.

With three great Demon Saint guarding the Ten Thousand Myriad Demon Mountain Myriad Demon Mountain, Chu Feng naturally wouldn't rashly enter its territory.

"Okay."

After responding, the Golden-Winged Eagle King began searching for an inn along the roadside.

A moment later, the carriage stopped in front of the Peace Inn.

Although he had restrained his imposing aura and presence, his noble bearing and innate bloodline were undeniable.

As soon as the Golden-Winged Eagle King got off the car, a waiter with a pig's head on his head came to greet him.

"Distinguished guests, how many of you are there?"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked down at us and said, "There are four of you in total. Prepare three superior rooms for us, and also feed my horse plenty of spirit herbs."

"Yes."

The waiter responded and led Chu Feng and his group into the inn.

The waiter barely glanced at Chu Feng and his companions, spending the entire time hovering around the Golden-Winged Eagle King.

He could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the other person, as if they were in a superior position.

"Distinguished guests, would you like to dine in your room or in the lobby on the first floor?"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King did not speak, but instead turned his gaze to Chu Feng, who was standing to the side.

Chu Feng said, "Prepare the finest food and wine for us in the lobby on the first floor."

"Okay."

The waiter responded and then turned to leave.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King turned and asked, "Brother, you usually prefer quiet, so why did you choose to eat in that chaotic hall today?"

Chu Feng explained casually, "Naturally, I'm just trying to find out some news, see if I can find anything amusing or useful information."

Golden-Winged Eagle King: "..."

After resting for a while, everyone went to the lobby on the first floor and found a seat by the window.

The inn is filled with all sorts of cultivators.

Chu Feng sipped the ordinary spirit wine from the inn, listening to the idle chatter of the other cultivators.

"Have you heard? The Thousand-Foot King of Hundred Poisons Valley is going to take action against those arrogant bald monks from Namo Temple."

These words immediately caused a huge uproar...