The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Grand Elder Feng stood on the steps of the Treasure Pavilion, holding a pitch-black spear.

The aura of a late Nascent Soul cultivator spread out, giving him the air of a lone warrior holding back a tide of enemies.

At this moment, Grand Elder Feng’s white beard and hair danced in the wind.

His gaze was cold as he stared at the numerous cultivators approaching the Treasure Pavilion.

The killing intent within him was already boiling over.

For Elder Feng, the most important thing at this moment was to guard the passage leading into the Treasure Pavilion.

But he knew he could no longer stand idly by.

Earlier, with a single sweep of his spear, he had sent a wave of lethal energy that struck down over a hundred cultivators.

More than ten had died instantly, serving as a brief deterrent.

Things had reached a point where the survival of the Feng family hung in the balance.

If the Treasure Pavilion were to be breached by these people before him, the Feng family would be utterly destroyed in Yunmeng City, and within the entire Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

Grand Elder Feng’s gaze swept across the crowd, but he couldn’t find Feng Baozhao and his faction.

Even Second Elder Feng Li was nowhere to be seen.

The absence of these pillars of strength sent a chill down his spine.

At this moment, Grand Elder Feng sensed a whiff of conspiracy.

But he had no time, no opportunity to investigate further.

Regardless of what Feng Baozhao and his faction were planning, at least for now, as long as Feng Lie was alive, he would not allow these outsiders to enter the Feng family’s Treasure Pavilion.

To him, the treasures within the Treasure Pavilion were secondary.

He still held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping that Su Jingzhen and the others could awaken the Feng family’s ancestor.

As long as the ancestor emerged from seclusion, all these problems would be solved effortlessly.

Perhaps only Feng Lie, among the entire Feng family, truly believed in the ancestor’s power.

On the surface, the Feng family had only four or five Nascent Soul cultivators.

Elder Feng Lie was a late Nascent Soul, while Second Elder Feng Li was a mid Nascent Soul.

Feng Baozhao was an early Nascent Soul, and the Third Elder Feng Yunsheng and Sixth Elder Feng Hua, who were still kneeling in the ancestral hall, unaware of the unfolding events outside, were also Nascent Soul cultivators.

The others, such as Feng Qingya’s protector, Elder Mu, and a few other guest cultivators from different surnames who had reached the early Nascent Soul stage, were all absent.

At this moment, only Grand Elder Feng stood alone guarding the Treasure Pavilion.

Elder Mu lingered at the back of the crowd, his expression complex.

He was still uncertain of Feng Qingya’s stance on this matter.

Within the entire Feng family, he only took orders from Feng Qingya.

Even Grand Elder Feng Lie couldn’t command him.

As he observed the situation, he was waiting for Feng Qingya’s instructions. Whether to intervene or not depended entirely on her.

“Feng Lie!

Even at this point, you still want to act so recklessly.

Does the Feng family intend to eliminate all the forces in Yunmeng City and rule it alone?”

A nameless Golden Core elder sneered at Feng Lie.

He immediately slapped a heavy accusation on Elder Feng.

“Hehe, the Feng family has detained those four young cultivators, and now the Elder stands here brazenly killing people.

This attitude is already quite clear.”

“Everyone, since it’s come to this, there’s no need to be polite to the Feng family anymore.

Kill all Feng family disciples without mercy!”

“……”

The voices calling for violence weren’t from the three major powers, but from those who thrived on chaos and discord.

These words immediately pushed the Feng family onto the defensive, stripping them of any moral high ground.

Grand Elder Feng glanced in the direction of the voice, a sneer curling his lips.

To him, everyone outside the Flowing Wind Sword Sect and the other two major powers were nothing but clowns.

At that moment, Sikong Tingyun and the others approached Grand Elder Feng.

Although only three Nascent Soul cultivators were openly present from the three major powers, everyone knew that other Nascent Soul cultivators from those factions were likely hidden nearby, ready to strike at a crucial moment.

After all, during the Spirit Sound Inn incident, Grandma Yinhua from Spirit Sound Valley and another Nascent Soul cultivator had appeared in Yunmeng City.

Currently, the four dominant forces in Yunmeng City were, in terms of raw power, Lingxiu Pavilion being the strongest, with the other three being roughly equal.

Of course, this assessment didn’t factor in the Feng family’s ancestor, a figure who hadn’t made a move in many years and whose current whereabouts were unknown.

Therefore, if Spirit Sound Valley and the other three major powers were determined to destroy the Feng family at this moment, they could likely succeed.

Sikong Tingyun looked at Elder Feng.

“Elder Feng, why must you be so stubborn? You’ve always been someone I, Sikong Tingyun, admired.

I truly don’t want to clash with you directly, but the Feng family’s actions today are truly disheartening.”

As he spoke, Sikong Tingyun’s tone was filled with regret.

At the same time, the two Nascent Soul cultivators from Flowing Wind Sword Sect and Lingxiu Pavilion beside him had already locked onto Elder Feng.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from Flowing Wind Sword Sect pointed his sword directly at Elder Feng.

“Today, it seems Elder Feng has made his choice.

Let me see the power of the Soul-Chasing Spear!”

The Nascent Soul cultivator from Lingxiu Pavilion didn’t say much, but her aura became sharp and intense.

Her stance spoke volumes.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators had Elder Feng completely surrounded.

Behind them, the cultivators from the three major powers and various smaller families and factions in Yunmeng City, both Golden Core and Foundation Establishment, were restless and ready to move.

Their eyes burned with anticipation, fixed on the grand doors of the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as Elder Feng and Sikong Tingyun clashed, these opportunists would undoubtedly make a beeline for the Treasure Pavilion.

At that moment, a tall figure suddenly emerged from the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion.

It was Feng Qingya!

A purple sash encircled her waist, and her aura was sharp and commanding.

She stood firmly behind Elder Feng.

Seeing Feng Qingya arrive, Elder Feng’s heart stirred with a mixture of surprise and relief.

He never expected that in this final hour, the one who would stand by his side would be Feng Qingya, whom he had once stripped of everything.

This filled Grand Elder Feng with guilt and gratitude that he hadn’t forced Feng Qingya away that day.

He suddenly remembered what Elder Mu had said to him on Wind Bell Square.

He had chosen to ignore the potential for revival within his own family.

But as he thought about it, a bitter taste filled Grand Elder Feng’s mouth.

He wondered if his repentance at this moment was too late.

As Feng Qingya appeared, Elder Mu swiftly arrived on his sword, standing beside her.

His Nascent Soul early-stage aura erupted, showing his unwavering support for Feng Qingya’s decision.

Seeing Elder Mu stand firmly by Feng Qingya’s side, Sikong Tingyun’s brow furrowed.

Feng Qingya’s sudden appearance surprised him.

He had been chatting amicably with Elder Mu just moments ago.

Sikong Tingyun immediately turned to the ten Golden Core protectors from Spirit Sound Valley behind him.

“As for Feng Qingya, I leave her to your care. Remember, do not harm her, nor allow anyone else to harm her!”

Strategically, Spirit Sound Valley had to align with Flowing Wind Sword Sect and Lingxiu Pavilion to bring down the Feng family.

But on a personal level, Sikong Tingyun wanted to protect Feng Qingya.

After all, if the Feng family truly fell today, or in the future, he hoped to bring Feng Qingya back to Spirit Sound Valley. Through Feng Qingya, he might indirectly gain access to Su Jingzhen and Xuening.

“As you command, Valley Master!”

With the order given, Sikong Tingyun and his companions wasted no time.

They locked onto Grand Elder Feng with their combined might and launched their attacks.

A barrage of pre-meditated attacks, carefully concealed until this moment, surged towards Grand Elder Feng.