Chapter 462 Ye Qingqing feels a little confused!

Ice Feather Emperor was already accustomed to Leng Wuyan’s personality, but at this moment, looking at the place where Li Xuanfeng and Leng Senior disappeared, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

She felt as if she had missed something.

As the Sect Leader of Hanbing Valley, Leng Wuyan did not choose to reside in the Sect immediately upon her return, but instead chose to follow Li Xuanfeng. It was clear where her heart lay.

Her good friend Xin Ruyu had already fallen for Li Xuanfeng, and now even Leng Senior… For a moment, Ice Feather Emperor felt a strange melancholy, a myriad of emotions hard to describe.

If she had been like Xin Ruyu back then, firmly choosing to stand with Li Xuanfeng, would the outcome have been different?

How many women wouldn't be moved by this peerless Prodigy, whose growth rate was exaggerated to the extreme, and who possessed the confidence and charisma to calmly resolve all kinds of difficulties and desperate situations?

However, after missing the best opportunity, it would be too difficult to get close again. Perhaps Li Xuanfeng had little impression of her?

Given the disparity in their talents, strength, and status, the gap between them would only grow wider. Li Xuanfeng was as bright as the moon in the sky, while she was but a faint firefly in the night.

Ice Feather Emperor turned around, her expression somewhat dazed, and flew in the direction of Hanbing Valley.

The Barren Abyss Land remained calm.

It wasn't until Li Xuanfeng and the others had completely disappeared that the shock on the Cultivators' faces gradually faded.

Although the battle was very short, it was enough to leave everyone with a lifelong, unforgettable memory.

That dazzling, peerless sword light would forever be etched in their Soul memories. If their Comprehension Ability was sufficient, they could even benefit greatly from it, comprehending a move or two, and significantly enhancing their strength.

Li Xuanfeng's feat of instantly killing a Holy King (Mid-stage) and a Saint (Middle Stage) with a single sword was destined to be eternally sung about on Tianluo Continent.

Just witnessing the battle between a Holy King and a Saint was enough for many Cultivators present to boast about for a lifetime.

“The Clan Chief’s decision back then was correct.”

“But it’s a pity…”

The Mighty Barbarian Half-Saint gazed at the direction where Li Xuanfeng disappeared, muttering.

The Barbarian Tribe was the strongest force in the Southern Frontier, with overall strength not weaker than the Blood River Holy Land. The Barbarian Tribe Clan Chief's attitude was to befriend Li Xuanfeng, and even if they couldn't, to at least avoid becoming his enemy.

To draw closer to Li Xuanfeng, they were prepared to sacrifice Miao Emperor.

Miao Emperor was born with blue hair and blue eyes, the most beautiful woman of the Barbarian Tribe, and the foremost person in the Southern Frontier King Realm. Countless Prodigies admired her, and she had innumerable suitors.

If she could become Li Xuanfeng's woman, even as a maid, the Barbarian Tribe would surely profit as long as they could establish a good relationship with Li Xuanfeng.

However, as it currently stood, Li Xuanfeng did not lack beautiful women around him, and he seemed to have little interest in Miao Emperor.

Miao Emperor gazed in the direction of Hundred Sword Mountain, but unfortunately, the distance was too great. With her current strength, it was impossible for her to see that figure again.

Compared to Ice Feather Emperor, the disappointment in her eyes was even more apparent.

With Li Xuanfeng’s strength, he could instantly perceive every ant in the Barren Abyss Land, yet from beginning to end, he never once looked in Miao Emperor's direction.

Miao Emperor's beauty, talent, family background, and status, which she prided herself on in the Southern Frontier, seemed to be insignificant in Li Xuanfeng's eyes.

However, given his exceptional qualities, Miao Emperor, the so-called foremost person in the King Realm, was indeed not worth mentioning.

A hundred Barbarian Tribes couldn't compare to one Li Xuanfeng, let alone Miao Emperor, who had only grown to her current state by relying on the Barbarian Tribe's resources.

“When will you finally show even a sliver of interest in me…”

Miao Emperor felt the pain of unrequited love, loving but unable to attain.

She always remembered what Li Xuanfeng had said three years ago, and she had always been waiting for the day Li Xuanfeng would develop an interest in her… Hundred Dynasties Land.

Great Yan Dynasty.

Hundred Sword Mountain.

The figures of Li Xuanfeng, Ye Qingqing, Leng Wuyan, and An Ya appeared out of thin air.

Hundred Sword Mountain was hidden by Lian Yue Zhou within layers of space, making it extremely difficult for ordinary Cultivators to discover. The Hundred Sword Mountain seen with the naked eye was merely an illusory sight, a deception.

Three years ago, Li Xuanfeng couldn't perceive it, but with his current strength, he could see the true Hundred Sword Mountain through the complex multi-layered spatial blockade.

“Master actually hid Hundred Sword Mountain so well?”

Ye Qingqing casually swept her gaze and took in the Hundred Sword Mountain behind the multi-layered space.

“Because there are too many enemies,” Li Xuanfeng said.

Hundred Sword Mountain was merely a Sect within the Great Yan Dynasty. Without Lian Yue Zhou’s clone residing there, even a King Realm Cultivator could destroy it. Li Xuanfeng attracted enemies too quickly; if it hadn't been well hidden, it would have been annihilated long ago.

Super forces from the Holy City, like Heavenly Puppet Sect and Black Fire Sect, while unable to deal with Li Xuanfeng, had indeed considered attacking Hundred Sword Mountain. However, Lian Yue Zhou was well-prepared, which was why this small Sect remained safe and sound.

Ye Qingqing glanced at Li Xuanfeng, revealing an expression of “I understand.”

The so-called 'too many enemies' must all have been attracted by Li Xuanfeng.

Lian Yue Zhou's clone at Hundred Sword Mountain was the weakest of all her clones. For Hundred Sword Mountain to be hidden so well, a powerful clone must have descended here.

Li Xuanfeng flicked his finger, and a deep spatial passage opened.

With a shift in their figures, the group crossed through layers of space and appeared above the true Hundred Sword Mountain.

Buzz!

Power surged.

A phantom of a woman, dressed in a purple palace dress, exuding nobility, dignity, and elegance from head to toe, appeared.

Lian Yue Zhou was always so perfect, so perfect it was suffocating.

Of course, the prerequisite was that she could maintain this outwardly serious demeanor.

Li Xuanfeng couldn't help but think to himself.

“Master!”

Li Xuanfeng and Ye Qingqing simultaneously called out to Lian Yue Zhou.

“It seems you two have already met.”

Lian Yue Zhou’s Phoenix eyes swept over Li Xuanfeng and Ye Qingqing, and she smiled.

“Greetings, Senior!”

Leng Wuyan bowed to Lian Yue Zhou.

“Greetings, Senior!”

An Ya followed suit.

Back in the Star Realm, when Li Xuanfeng summoned Lian Yue Zhou's power to deal with the Holy King who was chasing Leng Wuyan, Lian Yue Zhou had even hugged An Ya.

“The Devouring Heaven Demon Body has awakened, good.”

Lian Yue Zhou's gaze fell upon her, and she nodded.

“Thanks to Xuanfeng Gege!”

An Ya quickly credited Li Xuanfeng, though it was indeed Li Xuanfeng’s doing.

Lian Yue Zhou smiled. The little one still knew how to be grateful and remember Li Xuanfeng's kindness.

“Li Lang!”

Just then, several joyful voices rang out simultaneously.

Xin Ruyu, Ming Yueqing, Mingyue Xue, and Xu Miaozhen flew out from Xiao Xuan Peak. They had sensed Li Xuanfeng when he crossed the spatial passage and Lian Yue Zhou's phantom condensed.

The four women flew forward, looking at Li Xuanfeng with eyes full of excitement. Three years had passed, and they missed him dearly.

If there hadn't been other people around, the four women would have already rushed into Li Xuanfeng's embrace.

“Master!”

Ming Yueqing and Mingyue Xue then quickly greeted Lian Yue Zhou.

Before the Blood River Saint appeared last time, Li Xuanfeng had brought them to Hundred Sword Mountain. The sisters had been saved by Lian Yue Zhou once before, and after their last encounter, they were taken in as disciples by Lian Yue Zhou.

Although Xu Miaozhen and Xin Ruyu had not yet formally joined her, it was only a matter of time.

“Greetings, Leng Senior!”

Xin Ruyu, Ming Yueqing, Mingyue Xue, and Xu Miaozhen then bowed to Leng Wuyan.

The latter merely nodded slightly, maintaining her silence.

Ye Qingqing looked at this scene with a strange expression. Her gaze circled around the four women, then shifted to Leng Wuyan, and finally she scrutinized her newly acquainted Junior Brother.

Only then did she turn her gaze and meet Lian Yue Zhou's eyes. She felt that the relationships among these people seemed a bit chaotic and difficult to sort out at once.