NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 227: Oh, You Like Docile?
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Inside a forest, a man in a hoodie clenched his fists and punched a thick tree, his face hidden under the fabric. His eyes glowed with anger behind the shadow of his hoodie.
"That bastard Feng Fan…" The voice belonged to none other than Qian Niu, the former Qian Emperor. "It's all his fault."
Ren Xiu, his first wife and the only person who had escaped with him, gently placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Husband, we still have a chance. We can still kill him!"
Qian Niu turned to look at her. The anger in his eyes softened slightly, but he shook his head. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire
"Impossible. How could we even get close to him? The Dao Seeking School is watching the White Crow Sect. If anyone tries to attack them, they'll face the wrath of a Transcending Tribulation expert."
"Oh, but what if there's a way?"
A voice interrupted their conversation, cutting through the air.
"Who's there?!" Qian Niu spun around, his eyes narrowing.
Standing before him was a sharp-featured man with short blonde hair, his cold smile sending a chill down Qian Niu's spine. Beside him stood a captivating woman, her red eyes glowing ominously.
Qian Niu tensed. Even though he had escaped the Qian Empire, he was still within the Dao Seeking School's territory. If they caught him, death would be his only fate.
"What if there's a way… to take Feng Fan's life?" the man continued. "Would you be willing to join me? I believe we share the same enemies."
Qian Niu stared at the man with distrust, his face making it clear he didn't trust him. But the man didn't seem bothered.
"Who are you?" Qian Niu demanded.
The man smirked. "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Mao Hu, the last Mao Emperor."
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Sitting cross-legged inside a tier 6 qi-gathering array he had built himself, Feng Fan cultivated in silence. A year had already passed since the war between the Dao Seeking School and the Bloodsucker Demon Sect ended.
During that year, Feng Fan had cultivated like a madman, spending all the rewards the Dao Seeking School had given him, and even some of the resources his good friends had willingly shared.
A kind-hearted person like Feng Fan is loved by many, and people are always eager to give him gifts.
But these resources were well spent; the results spoke for themselves. He had broken through to the 4th stage of both the Nascent Soul and Marrow Cleansing realms.
Soon, Feng Fan opened his eyes, a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Cultivating in peace is the best. I don't get those protagonists who keep making enemies everywhere. Seclusion and peaceful cultivation until you're the strongest and can slap enemies to death, that's the way to go!"
A smug smile spread across his face as he left his quarters to enjoy the new day. He glanced at his master's empty house nearby.
"Master's got it good. He managed to win over a rich lady and now lives off her…"
"Who's living off who?" a stern voice came from behind him. It was Su Xiaoli, the rich lady's daughter.
Feng Fan's smile widened when he saw her. "Good morning, Xiao'er. You're as beautiful as ever today."
Su Xiaoli narrowed her eyes. "If I'm so beautiful, why have you been avoiding me these past few weeks?"
Cold sweat dripped down Feng Fan's forehead. "Xiao'er, don't misunderstand! I'm not avoiding you. I've just been cultivating in seclusion. I need to get stronger to live up to my Dao partner!"
Su Xiaoli rolled her eyes but didn't press further. "Let's go. Elder Jiang is calling us to the main peak. He said it's something important, but because of the array around your place, he couldn't send you a qi message. He asked me to come get you."
Feng Fan frowned, looking mildly surprised. "Elder Jiang? That old man avoids me like I'm a snake. What could he possibly want?"
"Can you blame him? Every word out of your mouth has the magical power of annoying people. If he keeps seeing you, you might cut his lifespan in half."
Feng Fan looked at her with an innocent expression. "Xiao'er… what are you saying? I—"
Su Xiaoli waved her hand in front of him. "Save your excuses for someone who believes you. Let's go."
She grabbed Feng Fan's hand and dragged him toward the White Crow Sect's main peak. Feng Fan felt her cold, delicate hand gripping his, and a faint smile tugged at his lips.
Instead of letting her drag him, he suddenly pulled her into his embrace.
"Kya!"
Feng Fan gave her a quick kiss on the lips before taking off. Su Xiaoli blushed but stayed silent, letting him carry her.
"You're so adorable when you're being docile, Xiao'er!"
A vein throbbed on Su Xiaoli's forehead. "Oh, you like docile? Good. I'll whip you until you're docile today!"
Feng Fan pretended not to hear her and kept flying, feigning ignorance.
When Feng Fan and Su Xiaoli arrived at the meeting spot, they found Elder Jiang waiting—along with many familiar faces from the White Crow Sect. Tan Wei, Huang Xue, Xue Qiang, Gong Long, Cao Zhu, and even Feng Fan's teacher, Yi Qiuyue, were there.
But that wasn't all. Standing beside Elder Jiang were three more people Feng Fan knew well.
"Long Liu, Luo Rong, Brother Mao! It's been a while. What brings you here?" Feng Fan walked up to Mao Shun with a smile and gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"Brother Feng, it's good to see you're doing well," Mao Shun replied politely, clasping his hands in respect.
Before Feng Fan could keep the conversation going, Elder Jiang cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention.
"This is Long Liu," he said, gesturing to the loli elder from the Dao Seeking School. "Some of you may already know her. She's here to discuss a very important matter. You all… may need to make a trip soon."
When Elder Jiang mentioned the trip, his eyes lingered on Feng Fan, clearly worried about the consequences of him leaving the sect.