The Prodigies War-Novel

Yuncang Mountain.

There were green pines and verdant cypresses, waterfalls and springs, and purple aeth qi flowing down cliffs like waterfalls or resembled purple dragons hanging upside down.

This was a top blessed paradise, just like a dwelling of immortals.

But an air of gloom hung over Yuncang Mountain.

Li Duxing had returned in a terribly wounded state and fell unconscious the moment he reached the camp.

As a cultivator at the eighth longevity tribulation stage, he was one of the top experts of the empire camp. Within two years, he was believed to break through to the ninth longevity tribulation stage.

If nothing unexpected happened, in two years time, Li Duxing would represent the empire camp to participate in the contest on Dao Observation Mountain.

But an accident happened today!

“This is a premeditated attack!”

“It must be the doing of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races. Everyone knows that Li Duxing is a key character on our side for the Dao Observation Mountain contest that will happen in two years.”

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Lin Xun and Ye Xiaoqi were faced with this scene the moment they returned.

Li Duxing was wounded!

Lin Xun couldn’t help frowning.

Ye Xiaoqi fumed, “Needless to say, it is the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races playing dirty tricks. On our way back, weren’t we also ambushed by bastards from the Winged Spirit Clan?”

Ye Hongxue and the others nodded.

“Let’s not talk about that now and quickly check on Li Duxing,” urged Lin Xun.

“Alright.” Ye Xiaoqi nodded.

……

Halfway up Yuncang Mountain, the mountainside was lined with rows of buildings, all of which were made of huge solid rocks.

The outside of one of the buildings was crowded with people, male and female. They all looked very young, but exuded frightening auras

The weakest possessed a cultivation of the second longevity tribulation stage!

In the empire, they would be a terrifying figure that could induce fear in many people, but they were a common sight in Blood Kill Battlefield.

“Brother Qin, what happened to Li Duxing? Has he regained consciousness?”

“Brother Qin, did he say who the attacker was?”

Everyone broke into a clamor. Their faces were all crossed with different expressions, including anger, gloom, worry, and anxiousness.

All gazes were shifted onto one person.

The man standing at the front. He was clad in a golden robe, and a tall hat that framed his handsome face. He looked calm and composed, and he was accompanied by several men, making him look even more outstanding.

The man was Qin Feiyu.

In the Yuncang Mountain camp, he was not only one of the strongest but also well-respected.

Qin Feiyu answered in a loud and clear voice, “Everyone, no need to worry. If I find out anything, then I will inform you as soon as possible.”

“Can we go in and see Fellow Cultivator Li?” someone asked.

Qin Feiyu shook his head and said in a serious voice, “At this critical juncture, Li Duxing really needs to rest and recuperate, and cannot have people visiting him. You all should go back.”

“Hmph, Zhao Jinglin and the others went in, so why can’t we?” someone questioned coldly.

Qin Feiyu raised his eyes and saw that it was Ning Meng, the grandson of Steel-Blood King Ning Bugui. He immediately wrinkled his brows and said in a displeased tone, “They are here to tend to Li Duxing’s injuries. Ning Meng, you better not cause any trouble.”

Ning Meng snapped, “Did you say that I’m causing trouble? You are the one causing trouble. Who doesn’t know that Li Duxing hates seeing you guys the most? Yet you took control of this place and are pretending to check on him. You clearly have ulterior motives!”

The crowd became restless, and many people smiled wryly.

Ning Meng was known for his fiery temper, and everyone knew that he and Qin Feiyu and the others were not on friendly terms.

Over the years, they had fought openly and covertly countless times. Who did not know that Ning Meng and Qin Feiyu could not stand each other?

“Ning Meng, how can you still mess around at such a time?!”

Qin Feiyu’s face darkened and his eyes shone coldly. “I would have tolerated you at other times, but if you want to cause trouble now, then forgive me for being rude!”

Ning Meng suddenly stepped forward, his tall and built figure made the others feel an oppressive aura bearing down on them. He uttered coldly, “You want to be rude? Then come on! Let’s see what you can do! I’ll tell you now that whoever dares to stop me today is my enemy!” He strode forward as he spoke.

Qin Feiyu’s face turned even darker. He gestured with a wave and said, “Let’s throw out this rude and barbaric guy together!”

The group of men and women beside him stood forward with hostile expressions on their faces.

“Together? You really think highly of me, but these pieces of trash won’t be enough!” Ning Meng snorted disdainfully, his bearing growing stronger and more threatening.

“What if I join too?” Qin Feiyu said coldly.

“You’re also not good enough,” Ning Meng remarked without hesitation.

“Hmph! Ning Meng, the others might be afraid of you, but I’m not. Get out of here!”

Suddenly, a figure roared out of the building with a burst of destructive aura like a blood-colored thunderbolt. A palm strike was launched directly at Ning Meng.

It was a scarlet red-robed youngster with a violent aura and a menacing expression. The fact that he used violence right away showed his domineering nature.

Gasps and exclamations arose from the crowd as they dispersed.

Seventh Prince Zhao Jingfeng!

Ning Meng narrowed his eyes and swung his palm to fight back.

Ning Meng stumbled back a few steps, his face alternating between anger and surprise.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jingfeng floated down to the ground and threatened sternly, “Are you going to get out of here, or do you want me to continue?”

There was a long hush.

Many people’s faces twitched with fear. Zhao Jingfeng was the most violent and ruthless among the princes of the empire. He was also extremely powerful in combat.

“Quickly get lost!”

“You don’t know what’s good for you. Do you want the seventh prince to take action? You are just embarrassing yourself.”

Qin Feiyu and the others sneered, smiling mockingly.

Ning Meng’s face was livid. “I already said that whoever dares to stop me today is my enemy!”

He took a deep breath, and his eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

It was true that he was no match for Zhao Jingfeng, but he had to come because Li Duxing was a good brother to him!

Currently, Shi Yu, Gong Ming and Ye Xiaoqi had yet to return to Yuncang Mountain. He was the only one left, so he could not back down.

“If you refuse to get lost as I requested, then kneel down here and repent!”

Zhao Jingfeng’s eyes flashed with a chilling fierceness, and his body erupted with an oppressive and violent aura, like an enraged beast.

As he spoke, he charged forward without any wavering. A blood-red thunderbolt roared around him as his imposing bearing soared. He aimed another palm strike at Ning Meng.

The power of that palm strike was fierce, domineering, and imbued with dao laws. It felt like a blood-colored thunderbolt striking down from the above.

Some people could not help but move away, worried about being swept into the tremendous oppressive force.

Meanwhile, Ning Meng also was under frightening pressure, but he did not flinch or shrink back at all. Instead, his face bore a look of unprecedented determination.

He must not retreat!

He did not trust Qin Feiyu and his group of people. He did not believe that they would be so kind as to treat Li Duxing’s injuries.

He even suspected that Qin Feiyu and the others only took control of this place because they were scheming to do something to the wounded and unconscious Li Duxing!

As his brother, how could he retreat?

The space rippled violently, producing a deafening rumble.

The power of Zhao Jingfeng’s palm rushed aggressively towards Ning Meng. Just when Ning Meng gathered all his strength, ready to strike back, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then, an extremely loud and clear slap echoed. Everyone heard it very clearly.

Immediately, everyone saw the violent and cruel Zhao Jingfeng fly across the air before slamming and rolling in front of the steps of the building like a gourd. Even the ground quaked from the impact, and the steps split apart with cracks.

One could easily imagine the power of that slap!

Blood was trickling down Zhao Jingfeng’s mouth and nostrils, and his cheeks were bruised and swollen. He looked very tragic, especially with his disheveled hair.

It fell dead silent.

Everyone’s expressions changed. Who would be so bold as to slap the seventh prince? And the slap was so strong too…

The mocking smiles froze on Qin Feiyu’s and the others’ faces. They could not believe what they were seeing.

All eyes shifted onto the uninvited guest.

It was a youngster dressed in a moon-white robe. His tall and graceful figure stood in front of Ning Meng.

Many people were dumbstruck for a good while because this was the first time they saw an unfamiliar face in the camp in over ten years.

Some people found the youngster familiar-looking and quickly recognized him, but they opened their eyes wide as if they couldn’t believe it.

Ning Meng was also struck dumb. Staring at the back of the youngster, he blurted out, “Brother, you should not get involved in this matter, you’d better leave quickly.”

“Idiot! Look at who he is!” Ye Xiaoqi appeared out of nowhere and slapped Ning Meng on the shoulder.

Ning Meng looked at him blankly.

At that moment, Lin Xun turned around and said with a smile, “If I leave, who is going to stand up for you?”

“You…you…”

Ning Meng’s eyes almost rolled out of their sockets. “It’s you! How is that possible?! How can you suddenly appear here?!” he screamed with excitement.

The surprise came so unexpectedly that he almost jumped up!

“You talk as much nonsense as you did back then.” Lin Xun couldn’t help laughing.

Meanwhile, Qin Feiyu and the others had bewildered looks on their faces. They did not recognize Lin Xun, but they could all tell that the relationship between Lin Xun and Ning Meng was beyond good.

As for Zhao Jingfeng, who was getting up from the ground, his face was frighteningly livid, and his eyes were like a wildly blazing fire.

“How dare you sneak up on me...I want you dead!” He gnashed his teeth in anger and charged forward once again, circulating all the strength of the seventh longevity tribulation stage.

At a glance, he resembled a bolt of blood-red lightning, unleashing destruction upon the world.

Everyone knew that the seventh prince was truly enraged, and that was his most terrifying state!

“Be careful...” Ning Meng’s heart tensed up and he was about to remind Lin Xun, who had his back facing Zhao Jingfeng.

But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by another loud and clear slap.