NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 230: Tonight
Feng Fan could feel a powerful energy radiating from the man. 'He's at least at the peak of the Body Integration Realm. Is Body Cultivation common in the Black Turtle Sect?'
His gaze shifted to the other elders, and he quickly noticed that nearly half of them didn't cultivate qi. Like the elder at the front, they focused on strengthening their bodies instead.
"Dong Yun, I've brought the candidates for the selection. When do we start?" Long Liu asked, her voice calm and emotionless.
Dong Yun laughed. His laugh was strong, and shook the ground below him. "Straight to the point as always, I like that about you. The selection will begin in three days. Why don't we let everyone rest first? I'm sure the trip must have been tiring."
Elder Long nodded. "Lead the way." Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire
The travelers disembarked and were guided into the Black Turtle Sect.
"Elder Ye," Dong Yun said, turning to one of the elders beside him. "Take everyone to the Seventh Peak. If there isn't enough space, send the rest to the Sixth Peak."
Elder Ye cupped his hands respectfully. "Understood, Elder Dong."
It was clear who held authority here.
As Feng Fan followed the crowd toward the Seventh Peak, he felt a sharp gaze land on him.
Dong Yun's eyes lingered on him, eyebrows rising in surprise. 'Oh? This one has an unusually strong body.'
Most cultivators from the Dao Seeking School's territory focused entirely on qi cultivation. Body Cultivation was rare among them.
But Feng Fan's physique… It was different. Even among the elite fighters of the Dong family, few could compare.
A grin formed on Dong Yun's lips. "Looks like this selection will be full of surprises."
What he didn't know was that Feng Fan cultivated both body and qi!
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Feng Fan found himself in a spacious room with the rest of the White Crow Sect. It wasn't luxurious, but it was large enough to accommodate everyone with plenty of space to spare.
After they settled in, Xue Qiang was the first to approach him. "Fanfan, since we have three days until the selection starts, why don't we explore a nearby city? We could go… on a date."
Although she didn't know the area, she was sure there would be a city close by. After all, immortal sects like the Black Turtle Sect needed fresh blood, and mortal cities were one of their main sources of new disciples.
Su Xiaoli and Huang Xue, who were nearby, overheard her and were about to join in, but before they could, Feng Fan shook his head.
"Sorry, Qinqin, maybe next time. I have something to take care of."
Without another word, he left the room, leaving the three girls visibly disappointed.
Outside, Feng Fan spotted a disciple from the Black Turtle Sect and stopped him.
"Excuse me, Brother," he said, cupping his hands respectfully. "I came with the Dao Seeking School. Have you, by any chance, seen any disciples wearing an emblem of a monkey holding a polearm? I need to speak with them urgently."
The disciple eyed him with mild suspicion but didn't think too much of it. "Yeah, I was the one who arranged their room. They're staying in this same building, fourth floor, room 404."
"Thank you, Brother."
With that, Feng Fan headed straight for room 404.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, he glanced around. The hallway was empty. Without wasting any time, he silently cast an illusion array and a perception distortion array on himself.
Though it wouldn't make him invisible, it would cause anyone nearby to subconsciously ignore him, unless he released his aura or attacked.
Once the arrays were in place, he stepped beside the door of room 404. A soundproof array had been set up, likely to keep conversations private.
Feng Fan smirked. 'Amateurs.'
With ease, he tampered with the array around the room, redirecting the sound inside to himself. This allowed him to eavesdrop the conversation inside.
"Wan Fang, are we meeting with the others now? How are the plans against Feng Fan and the White Crow Sect progressing?"
"Xiong Jinhai…"
Feng Fan's eyes narrowed. He recognized the voice, it was the elder from the Heavenly Sword Sect he had seen on the flying vessel. Now, the man was an elder of the Monkey King Sect.
Or at least, he was pretending to be one.
"Don't be impatient," Wan Fang said. "That man's plan is already in motion. He'll create a diversion for the Dao Seeking School. If everything goes as expected, we'll have no trouble killing Feng Fan."
Xiong Jinhai clicked his tongue. "Why hasn't he told us exactly what he's planning? Why keep us in the dark?"
"Calm down," Wan Fang replied. "We'll meet him tonight in a small nearby city. According to what I was told, Green Root, a small city a few hundred kilometers from here, has already been taken over by him. Everyone involved in the plan will be gathering there, and we'll finally learn the details."
Xiong Jinhai sighed. "Alright… but what about the Monkey King Sect's disciples?"
"We'll bring them with us. Kong Song said we should avoid letting them die."
With that, both Wan Fang and Xiong Jinhai left the room.
Feng Fan, already knowing they had little information about the plan, didn't bother following them. Instead, he made up his mind—tonight, he would track them to Green Root City.
'That man this, that man that… Why can't these people just say his damn name already?' he thought, frowning in annoyance.
'It is also clear that the Monkey King Sect had gotten involved in this scheme. But why? I don't remember offending them…'
He tried to think of a reason, but no matter how much he considered it, he couldn't figure out why they would risk angering the Dao Seeking School just to kill him.
Eventually, he shook his head. 'It doesn't matter. Since they dare to plot against me…'
A cold smile formed on his lips.
'…they shouldn't mind me returning the favor.'