Chapter 584 - 351: "Communication" Between Poison Cultivators
Hearing the voice, Zou Feng turned to see a rather attractive beauty with large, spirited eyes standing behind him.
"You’re... Qin Fengwu?"
After a moment of thought, Zou Feng recalled that this woman had been his temporary teammate during the monthly exams when he was in the Outer Sect.
Back then, it was thanks to her acting as bait that he had been able to slay more King-rank members of the Alien Race and earn points.
Later, Qin Fengwu had sent him messages via her Token several times, offering to share his bed.
But at the time, Zou Feng was treated like the hottest rising star in the Outer Sect. Every day, female disciples skilled in the Dual Cultivation Skill, or who had special physiques and were eager to advance, would give him all sorts of hints, both subtle and obvious.
He found it all rather troublesome, so he simply ignored them.
After his promotion to the Inner Sect, aside from one time an Outer Sect Elder asked if he knew Qin Fengwu, he’d had no further contact with her.
Now, meeting her again, it was clear that Qin Fengwu had broken through to the Spiritual Energy Realm and become an Inner Sect Disciple.
"Brother Zou, you... you still remember me!?" Hearing Zou Feng say her name, Qin Fengwu was so thrilled she almost leaped into the air.
This was no exaggeration. After all, to an ordinary disciple like Qin Fengwu, Zou Feng was an unattainable figure, someone who truly stood "above the heavens."
This was especially true since she had made a fortune by blindly betting on Zou Feng during his previous duels.
"Were you conscripted for this trip to the Northern Domain?" Zou Feng asked casually, not bothering to put on airs.
Qin Fengwu immediately shook her head. "No! I heard Brother Zou was coming, so I volunteered!"
"...Guarding the Northern Domain is no easy task..."
"If I follow Brother Zou, I’m sure to profit!" Qin Fengwu said with a naive grin.
She wasn’t just flattering him. Ever since that one time she was Zou Feng’s temporary teammate, her cultivation path had undergone a heaven-and-earth-shattering transformation.
Not only had she escaped the Outer Sect, where she could have easily languished for a decade, but she was now an Inner Sect Disciple with potential. In the future, regardless of what kind of Dao Foundation she formed, Foundation Establishment was at least within reach.
"Once we get to the Northern Domain, we could just as easily end up as meat on someone else’s table. You shouldn’t treat this so lightly."
"Yes, I will heed Brother Zou’s teachings!" Qin Fengwu seized the opportunity to perform another deep bow.
Just as he was about to end the awkward conversation, a series of gasps and admiring sighs came from nearby.
He turned his head and saw several more female disciples who admired him, watching from nearby with adoring expressions.
Each of them looked like she wanted to come over and pay her respects, but was too tense and worried about receiving the cold shoulder.
Zou Feng, however, was long accustomed to this sort of thing.
There was nothing to be done. With his Top Grade Celestial Tier Dao Foundation, his guaranteed status as a future True Inheritor, and a cool, slicked-back hairstyle blessed by his "Hair Gel Hand," he was the center of attention wherever he went. He wanted to keep a low profile, but other people wouldn’t let him.
The sight made Leng Jing incredibly envious.
After all, these swooning girls weren’t ordinary women. They were Female Cultivators whose strength was comparable to his own, some even surpassing it. In the eyes of mortals, they were "Fairies."
In that moment, Leng Jing seemed to rediscover his motivation to fight. His previous timid, lay-flat-and-give-up attitude vanished without a trace.
"Brother Zou, on our way to the Northern Domain, if you wouldn’t mind, how about letting me take care of your daily needs?" Seeing that the surrounding vixens were about to close in, Qin Fengwu decided to throw caution to the wind.
Before Zou Feng could respond, a barefoot woman with a profoundly different aura floated over, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.
"We’ll see."
With that, Zou Feng gave a slight wave of his hand, bringing his reunion with Qin Fengwu to a close.
Qin Fengwu took the hint. Knowing that someone truly important had arrived, she immediately bowed and retreated.
He looked at the barefoot woman who had suddenly floated before him—who else could it be but Su Qingyu?
"Not bad taste. Refining this little wench would be a great supplement."
When Su Qingyu said this, she showed no trace of jealousy. Rather, she was offering a very earnest evaluation.
True to her style, when she looked at those beneath her, she mostly just distinguished between who was a supplement and who wasn’t.
"We’re all from the same sect. Palace Master, please don’t joke..."
’Come to think of it, it really has been a long time since I’ve seen Su Qingyu.’
’Meeting her again now, she seems a bit different than before, probably because she’s also established her Dao Foundation.’
Su Qingyu’s hair and sleeves billowed constantly without any wind, exuding an ethereal air. Upon closer inspection, however, it gave off a demonic feeling.
Her pupils would also flicker from time to time, revealing eerie double pupils.
Such an anomaly was likely the result of fusing with some special Foundation Establishment Treasure during her Foundation Establishment.
Furthermore, the scent emanating from her bare feet was much fresher than before, not as cloyingly sweet as it used to be.
However, although Su Qingyu was speaking to Zou Feng, she was floating high enough that he was actually face-to-face with her feet.
"A joke?" Su Qingyu chuckled. "You’re keeping five cultivation cauldrons at home, and you’re going to talk to me about sect camaraderie?"
Zou Feng shook his head in resignation. "They’re not cauldrons. They’re my Dao Companions. Our feelings are genuine!"
"By the way, Palace Master, doesn’t it get tiring talking like that?"
Since Su Qingyu was floating above him, Zou Feng couldn’t look up while they talked, lest he commit a breach of propriety. If he did, he’d likely be staring into the abyss.
But looking straight ahead felt like he was having a conversation with a pair of feet, which was just as awkward.
Hearing this, Su Qingyu arched an elegant eyebrow. "Oh-ho, listen to you. You used to play with them so fondly you couldn’t put them down, and now you’re finding them disagreeable?"
Leng Jing, standing to the side, suddenly felt that if he listened any longer, he would likely offend both Su Qingyu and Zou Feng. He quickly coughed and said, "Younger Brother Zou, I just remembered my Spirit Pet is about to go into labor back in my room. I must take my leave!"