Zhou Hongxi's face was filled with malice.
"There's no need to be so angry. It's not worth it for you to be so angry over two pieces of trash." A gentle voice rang out. A light green figure walked in and advised.
He received news that on the mountain behind Qinghe Academy, her dao companion had been beaten half to death by that purple cultivator. Everyone knew about this.
This figure was Zhou Hongxi's Dao companion, who was from a top thirty continent. He was known as the "Little War King", Lu Zhong.
He knew that Zhou Hongxi had been very shocked when she was defeated. However, he did not place Wu Feng in his eyes.
This was because he came from a world ranked among the top 30 continents. His status was incomparably noble, and a piece of trash wasn't worthy of being his opponent.
Zhou Hongxi was overjoyed when she saw who it was. She struggled to sit up and said, "Husband, you must uphold justice for me. That slut Li Yu and that smelly beggar, I want to make them suffer a horrible death!"
"That purple talent cultivator? He's just a piece of trash from an unranked world. Don't worry about him. He won't be able to jump around for more than a few days." Lu Zhong looked like he had everything under control. A breeze blew past and his green clothes fluttered, making him look more handsome.
"As for you, your strength has increased too quickly in the past two years. Your state of mind has always been unstable. Now that you've received a setback, it's time for you to settle down," Lu Zhong patiently advised Zhou Hongxi. He did not pay any attention to Wu Feng.
"Then, am I going to let them bully me like this?" Zhou Hongxi's voice carried a trace of sobbing.
"Of course, we can't just let it go like this." Lu Zhong still had that indifferent expression on his face, but his eyes turned sharp.
"We can just send people to kill off this piece of trash from an unranked world. How could a mere academy control me?"
"Really?" Zhou Hongxi sobbed.
"He's just a piece of trash. We can easily get rid of him!"
Zhou Hongxi slowly stopped sobbing. However, she still said while twitching, "And that Li Yu. I want both of them dead."
"Alright, alright. I'll do as you say," said Lu Zhong dotingly. Then, he clapped his hands and a figure emerged from the shadows behind him. His entire body was shrouded in darkness. As the shadow appeared, the room was filled with coldness.
"Did you hear that? Within ten days, I want to see the heads of those two pieces of trash." Lu Zhong didn't turn around, directly ordering the shadow.
The shadow did not reply and slowly disappeared into the darkness. As the shadow disappeared, the temperature in the room returned to normal.
"Your main task now is to recuperate well and prepare for the next assessment of the Second Immortal Sect. This assessment seems to be in a mystic realm."
"It is said that there are many opportunities within this mystic realm. It is said that even some of the geniuses of the Second Immortal Sect will enter this mystic realm."
"The geniuses of the Second Immortal Sect are the real geniuses. Even they are tempted by the mystic realm. One can imagine how tempting the opportunities inside are."
"Take advantage of these few days to recuperate and prepare yourself. Don't let those two pieces of trash distract you and delay your opportunity. It's not worth it."
"Mn, I'll listen to your arrangements…" Zhou Hongxi had already stopped crying. However, she still had a wronged expression on her face.
"Alright, you rest well first. I still have some matters to attend to." After saying that, Lu Zhong helped Zhou Hongxi lie down and left.
After Lu Zhong left, Zhou Hongxi got off the bed.
It was true that Zhou Hongxi had been beaten miserably by Wu Feng. However, no matter how powerful Wu Feng was, he could only use simple punches and kicks. He could not use any Daoist techniques. At most, he would beat Zhou Hongxi until she lost her ability to move. He would not be able to cause any substantial harm to her, who had been a Black Realm cultivator for many years.
After Zhou Hongxi returned to the family clan, she only needed to meditate for two hours before recovering to her peak state. Her weak state was completely a show for Little War King Lu Zhong.
On the other side, Wu Feng could be said to be: "When one sits at home, trouble comes from the sky."
In a bamboo house halfway up the mountain behind Qinghe Academy, Wu Feng and Li Yu were eating. Those brats had already finished eating and were playing in the open space in the courtyard.
"Are you saying that I can still return to Earth?"
"Yes. Because of the special rules of the Xuanyuan Continent, after all the summoned are summoned for the first time, they will establish a connection with this continent. From then on, they will be able to freely travel between the two worlds. Because of this, the Xuanyuan Continent absorbed the essence of the various continents."
"I see. Then I'll return to Earth first. If you encounter any trouble, you can summon me at any time. I'll be back as soon as possible." Wu Feng suddenly thought of the famous mountains and great rivers on Earth. Mount Longhu, known as the ancestral court of Taoism, and Kunlun, where the immortals lived. After coming into contact with cultivation, Wu Feng vaguely felt that those legends might not be fabricated.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to return."
"Crack!"
The sound of glass shattering resounded in the silent room. A crack appeared out of thin air. Strangely, the crack did not have any carrier. The crack continued to expand and then began to spin, forming a vortex. A figure slowly appeared in the vortex.
Perhaps only an instant had passed, or perhaps a thousand years had passed. In the passage, Wu Feng saw countless star domains and endless galaxies. However, before he could see clearly, he only saw a flash of light before he appeared in his own room.
Wu Feng, who had returned to Earth, carefully comprehended. There seemed to be a vague feeling that as long as he wanted to, he could casually open the crack and return to the Xuanyuan Continent.
Wu Feng laughed happily, but not long after, he was stunned. Was this his home? Why was it no different from a pigsty?
There were instant noodles and takeaway boxes all over the floor, and dirty clothes were strewn everywhere. A pair of pants hung alone in the corner of the sofa.
Thinking of Li Yu's bamboo house, Wu Feng felt ashamed. Fortunately, Li Yu was not here yet, otherwise, where would he put his face?