Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Three Sects
Hearing this, Zhong You curiously asked, "Could it be a disciple from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Qiu Jin shook her head, "No, it’s a disciple from the Divine Wind Camp. Have you two heard of it?"
Divine Wind Camp?
Both exchanged glances, revealing expressions of surprise. The Divine Wind Camp was different from their Three Sects but belonged to Iron Spear Divine Marquis, someone they were all well aware of. Even the sect masters of the Three Sects were only Heavenly Martial Masters.
Although the scale of the Divine Wind Camp was not as large as theirs, it was said to follow the path of well-trained and powerful soldiers, not to be underestimated.
"In that case, let’s wait for a while; I am quite curious about this Divine Wind Camp," Ye Feng said, and Zhong You had no objections either.
Eventually, an hour had passed, and it was nearly noon, the time they had agreed upon.
Their tea had been changed several times already.
"What a grand presence, still not showing up until now," Zhong You became somewhat impatient.
"Sorry everyone, I got lost on the way, just arrived, haven’t I been late yet?"
Just then, a hearty voice rang from outside; Lin Feng, who had been hurrying slowly, finally arrived at the Qiu Family on the agreed day.
Hearing this, Qiu Jin’s eyebrows relaxed, and she immediately stood up to greet him, "Is it Mr. Lin from the Divine Wind Camp?"
"Miss Qiu is too polite. It is indeed me, please spare me any inconvenience."
Lin Feng walked into the conference hall, saw several people, and greeted Qiu Jin with a fist-palm salute.
Qiu Jin immediately returned the salute: "Mr. Lin is too polite. You are not late; it’s just the right time."
Lin Feng nodded, finding Qiu Jin quite easy to communicate with. He glanced at the other two people then took a seat on the side.
"Hmph, a disciple from the Divine Wind Camp?" Ye Feng snorted coldly.
Lin Feng looked at him, about to say something.
"Miss Qiu, are you telling us we’ve been waiting for half a day just for this kind of person? Just a mere Martial Master Seventh Layer?"
Ye Feng said disdainfully, he himself being a Martial Master Ninth Layer Peak, could easily discern Lin Feng’s strength.
Hearing this, Qiu Jin’s eyebrows furrowed. No matter if it was Lin Feng or someone else, their cultivation and status were higher than hers. She looked at Lin Feng and explained, "Mr. Ye, this mission does not mandatorily require a Great Martial Master, as long as one is a high-rank martial master, they can participate."
Hearing this, Zhong You sneered, "Since the rules are such, Brother Ye and I naturally have nothing to say. But this person is too weak, he might hold us back. I think, Miss Qiu, it would be better to ask him to leave; so that he won’t be a burden later during the mission, it’s better to avoid ruining the mission with our strength alone, enough to handle Chou Dong."
"Exactly, I think Brother Zhong’s words are correct. What’s more about Divine Wind Camp? Just a Martial Master Seventh Layer. We cannot be concerned about his life or death, but if it affects us, then it concerns us greatly. Miss Qiu, surely you don’t want to see this mission fail and then Chou Dong retaliate against your Qiu Family?"
With these words, Qiu Jin’s eyebrows were practically knotted together, finding herself truly between a rock and a hard place.
Lin Feng took a sip of tea and immediately felt his throat much more comfortable. Seeing the two mocking him, he calmly said, "You two are perhaps meddling too much. Attend to your tasks, and I’ll do mine. Why bother so much? Besides, the Qiu Family is the employer for this mission. Aren’t you overstepping your roles by acting this way?"
At this statement, Zhong You and Ye Feng found themselves speechless.
Qiu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Since that is the case, we should set off immediately."
Zhong You and Ye Feng’s eyes flashed strangely upon hearing this, but they did not speak again. Time was pressing, so the group immediately mounted their horses and rushed towards Wolf Fang Mountain, where Qiu Jin took out a map.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this map was used by my second uncle before his death. Chou Dong is a naturally proud man and I guess the map is still valuable. We will follow this map to find their lair. Then, I’ll have to rely on you," Qiu Jin solemnly said.
This was critical for her future. The Qiu Family had already spent much manpower and resources on this matter, and the remaining finances could only cover this one mission. If they failed this time, then her fate would be utterly tragic.
"Don’t worry."
Ye Feng assured confidently, his expression nonchalant. The two martial masters at the Ninth Layer Peak couldn’t believe they wouldn’t be able to handle a bandit at the same tier.
"Right, when the time comes, Divine Wind Camp’s expert, you can take Chou Dong’s underlings. Brother Zhong and I will personally deal with Chou Dong,"
Ye Feng mentioned the term ’expert’ with a hint of sarcasm.
Lin Feng, hearing this, couldn’t be bothered to waste words.
"Brother Lin, don’t feel humiliated. Chou Dong is not just anyone. Not to mention someone at the Martial Master Seventh Layer like you, even those at the Ninth Layer Peak—there have been over a dozen who’ve died by his hand. Such an expert can only be dealt with by experts like us. As for a genius like you, it would be better to fight hundreds of rounds against those dozens of minions. Just be careful not to get surrounded and killed by them,"
Zhong You also spoke sarcastically. Even though Lin Feng wasn’t late, waiting for someone not at their level had already frustrated them deeply.
Being able to mock Lin Feng now, they spared no effort.
They both laughed heartily as they led the way, followed by Qiu Jin and twenty Qiu Family guards, with Lin Feng behind.
"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"
Qiu Jin suddenly walked to the back of the group to speak with Lin Feng, worrying that he might harbor resentment.
Naturally, Lin Feng was aware of her thoughts and gently smiled, "Don’t worry. If a situation arises, I will give my all. Miss Qiu needn’t worry too much."
Qiu Jin looked at Lin Feng somewhat unexpectedly. Despite being younger, geniuses like Lin Feng were usually incredibly proud. Disrespect like this would normally upset anyone, yet Lin Feng seemed quite indifferent.
"Mr. Lin truly possesses a broad heart,"
Qiu Jin commented admiringly, not out of flattery. Lin Feng just smiled without speaking. It wasn’t that he was extraordinarily broad-hearted, but rather he didn’t care much.
Chou Dong from Golden Saber, a notorious villain who drifted over from the Northern Territory, was said to have been the leader of a small squad under the infamous Blood Saber, one of the notorious top ten villains. Blood Saber’s notoriety was widespread, and his strength was even that of an Earth Martial Master.
At his peak, he commanded a force of five thousand, ruling territories and leading a life no one dared provoke. Even the Three Sects didn’t truly want to provoke such a man back then—not because they couldn’t defeat him, for the Three Sects had Heavenly Martial Masters, but because the environment in the Northern Territory was too harsh; mountainous, swampy, forested, where once inside, no one could find another.
Furthermore, Blood Saber had set numerous traps in those mountain burrows. Aside from a Heavenly Martial Master taking action personally, sending more men would simply be offering up heads.
Thus, after suffering a few setbacks, the Three Sects chose to remain silent. This only emboldened Blood Saber, who became like the sun at its zenith in the Northern Territory, earning the title of the bandit king, the epitome of evil.