The Sexagenary Battle Arrives
That afternoon.
The Extreme Cold Mountain Manor then issued several notices.
First: The manor lord is in seclusion for several months due to health issues, and all matters have been handed over to the council of elders.
Second: The young master and his wife were unfair and mistreated their children, and were confined to their quarters for three years.
Third: Bing Qin, officially recorded in the family genealogy.
The news did not generate much controversy or discussion within the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.
Everyone thought this was perfectly reasonable; if someone made a mistake, they should be punished.
In the guest courtyard, Bing Yan looked at the three notices, a cold smile playing on her lips.
"These guys really know how to downplay the important points; it seems we didn't teach them enough of a lesson today."
Chu Feng smiled and said, "Madam, please don't be angry. This only shows that they haven't felt pain enough yet. When Qin'er truly grows up, they will know what pain really means."
Upon hearing this, Bing Yan turned her gaze to Bing Qin and asked, "What do you think we should do?"
Bing Qin respectfully replied, "This disciple will obey all of Master's orders."
The two had a private agreement that in front of outsiders they would address each other as master and apprentice, and only as aunt and niece when they were close friends.
Bing Yan patted her head and said with a smile, "Qin'er, I am not a member of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, and I will not force you to do anything. If you do not want to take back everything that belongs to you and avenge your mother, then you may spend the rest of your life at the Dao-Seeking Academy."
"I..."
Bing Qin is currently very confused and doesn't know what to choose.
Chu Feng saw through her thoughts and said with a smile, "Little girl, just do what you want. When you become stronger, you can do whatever you want."
"Thank you, Master."
Bing Qin nodded.
The apprenticeship ceremony at the martial arts training ground had a significant impact on the entire Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.
Even the upcoming Sexagenary Grand Competition has been affected. Now that the manor lord cannot attend, who will take his place is a big problem.
Logically, since the master of the manor is not here, the young master should take his place, but now the young master is under house arrest.
For a moment, they didn't know who should sit in that position.
After some discussion, the elders, swallowing their pride, went to the guest courtyard to visit Bing Yan.
"You mean you want me to sit in the manor lord's seat during the Sexagenary Grand Competition?"
After listening to the elders' words, Bing Yan calmly asked a question in return.
Ninth Uncle said, "That's right, after all, you are the legitimate daughter of the Manor Lord's lineage."
"Now you've finally remembered me, your legitimate daughter."
Bing Yan paused deliberately before continuing, "It's not impossible, but this time we want everything except the land."
"That's natural."
Uncle Jiu said with a pained expression.
The Sexagenary Battle was not only a war between various forces for territory, but also a contest for treasures.
Each of these treasures is a prized possession of various powerful factions.
"Alright, that's settled then. You can leave now."
After explaining what had happened, Bing Yan asked them to leave.
The elders breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."
After leaving the guest house, they all sighed with emotion.
"I never expected that before we even engaged in the Sexagenary Battle with foreign enemies, we would be in chaos internally."
"Yes, I don't know if this is good or bad for our Extreme Cold Mountain Manor."
"I don't know if it's good or bad, but I imagine our Extreme Cold Mountain Manor has already become a laughing stock among the other families."
"..."
Time flies, and the day of the Sexagenary Grand Competition has arrived.
Early that morning, Chu Feng was woken up by Bing Yan. After dressing up in their finest clothes, the two went to the courtyard.
They had just sat down when a loud voice came from outside.
"We respectfully invite Miss and Son-in-law."
No need for formalities.
Bing Yan responded calmly.
Chu Feng laughed and said, "I never thought that at my age, I would still hear people calling me 'son-in-law'."
The Great Sage Golden Wing, standing nearby, chuckled and joked, "Brother, you could find a few more Daoist partners who are hundreds of years older than you, then even more old men would call you 'son-in-law'."
Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Golden Wing immediately felt a murderous gaze fall upon him.
Chu Feng smiled without saying a word, and led Bing Yan out amidst a group of disciples.
Before long, the two saw the Bing Clan members gathered outside the courtyard gate.
"Miss, Master, please ascend the carriage."
Uncle Jiu said it with great familiarity.
Chu Feng followed his gaze and saw a carriage pulled by eight snow dragons parked in the distance.
The couple didn't stand on ceremony and walked directly towards the carriage.
After the two boarded the carriage, the Bing Clan members wanted to drive off, but were stopped by a glare from the Great Sage Golden Wing.
"You think you can sit on equal footing with this Great Sage, no matter what your status is?"
The elder of the Bing Clan, looking dejected, said respectfully, "Great Sage forgive me, Your Excellency; it was I who was rude."
Chu Feng and Bing Yan did not stop them; they simply sat quietly in the carriage, closing their eyes to rest.
Before long, the carriage left the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor and flew into the sky.
The carriage traveled through the clouds, and Chu Feng admired the cloud scenery through the window, muttering to himself, "It seems my style isn't enough; the Bing Clan's approach is exactly what I wanted."
Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Golden Wing smiled and asked, "Brother, do you also want to build an eight-dragon-pulled chariot?"
Chu Feng said, "Nine dragons pulling a carriage is more like it; eight dragons are too tasteless."
"Shall we go back and capture the nine True Dragon Great Sage from the Endless Sea?"
The Great Sage Golden Wing eagerly offered his opinion.
"You're always giving me terrible ideas."
After giving a reprimand, Chu Feng said calmly, "However, what you said makes sense, but we need to have a proper discussion with the Dragon Palace."
The two chatted idly as they flew westward on the clouds.
Half an hour later, a respectful voice came from the group.
"Great Sage Qiankun, we are almost at our destination."
Chu Feng said, "Okay, Golden Wing, you follow."
"Okay."
After responding, the Great Sage Golden Wing followed the group ahead and flew down into the clouds.
After a cup of tea, Chu Feng saw an endless desert, and the temperature in the air began to rise.
"I never imagined that this Sexagenary Battle would be held in the Loulan Desert."
Bing Yan, who hadn't spoken until now, Heaven Piercer and said, "The Sexagenary Battle has always been held here. Firstly, this is the border between several major forces, and secondly, there aren't many living beings here, so fighting here won't affect innocent lives."
Chu Feng remarked with admiration, "I never expected that the major powers would be so compassionate."
As the surrounding temperature dropped further, the team from the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor gradually descended into the desert.
"Stop!"
A loud shout came from the front of the group, and the Golden-Winged Eagle King used its majesty to intimidate the eight dragons, who landed in the desert, too afraid to move.
Chu Feng did not evade the questions, but simply sat quietly in the carriage waiting for the cultivators from the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor to come and report the situation.
Soon, the familiar voice of the uncle came from outside the carriage. "Miss, son-in-law, the venue for the Sexagenary Grand Competition is ten miles ahead. Where should we set up camp?"
Bing Yan said calmly, "You can decide who Ninth Uncle is."
"Promise."
Ninth Uncle responded, thinking to himself: Yan'er is still the same as before, indifferent to everything, but that's fine too.
He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, listen to my command: advance nine li and set up camp outside the Ancient City of Loulan!"
"Promise!"
The disciples of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor responded and continued their journey. After an incense stick had burned, the group stopped and set up camp.
Chu Feng stepped down from the carriage and saw a desolate city standing in the yellow sand in the distance.
He had read many records about the Ancient City of Loulan in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.
It is said that the Loulan Desert did not exist 100,000 years ago. Instead, it was because the city lord of the Ancient City of Loulan wanted to cultivate an evil art and sacrificed the entire city to summon Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, turning the city and its territory into yellow sand.
After the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon were destroyed, the Ancient City of Loulan became a dead city.
Aside from the occasional greedy cultivator venturing into the Ancient City of Loulan, there are almost no other cultivators in the Ancient City of Loulan.
However, the area around the Ancient City of Loulan was unusually lively. Chu Feng only needed to scan it with his divine sense to discover dozens of forces of varying sizes.
Before his consciousness could return, he sensed a group approaching.
Chu Feng subconsciously turned his divine sense toward the army and saw a massive army that blotted out the sky approaching the location of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.
No, there are other teams also approaching the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor camp, and more than one.
He glanced around and noticed that there were no Great Sage in the group, so they were probably affiliated forces of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.
Just then, a white figure descended from the sky and landed outside the camp of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, respectfully saying, "An envoy from the Northern Hunting Kingdom has come to pay his respects!"