The Wind Lightning Pavilion was further divided into four branches: East, West, South, and North. Among them, the East Pavilion served as the headquarters, overseen personally by the Lei Zunzhe.
The North Pavilion, closest to Tianbei City, was led by Fei Tian, the Pavilion Master of the North Pavilion, whose strength had reached the eight-star Dou Ancestor level.
"Who goes there?!"
Fei Tian, who had been secluded in meditation to comprehend the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body, suddenly paled as he stared at the figure that had appeared out of thin air in his chamber.
It had to be noted that the cultivation chamber Fei Tian occupied was protected by a spatial barrier personally set up by Lei Zunzhe.
Even a Dou Ancestor expert shouldn't have been able to silently bypass the spatial barrier and appear inside the chamber—unless the intruder was a legendary Dou Saint. However, Fei Tian refused to believe that an ant like him could attract the attention of a Dou Saint powerhouse.
Ignoring Fei Tian's horrified expression, Xiao Feng directly immobilized him with spatial energy before driving his fingers into Fei Tian's chest and injecting a trace of the Demon King's blood.
"Guh… Ugh…"
As the Demon King's blood took effect, veins bulged across Fei Tian's body, and he let out agonized groans. Fortunately, the excruciating pain came and went quickly. Soon, Fei Tian was completely corrupted by the Demon Kin's blood, transforming into a ghost.
After absorbing the Demon King's blood bestowed by Xiao Feng, Fei Tian's strength skyrocketed from eight-star Dou Ancestor to the peak of Dou Ancestor.
"I pay my respects to my master!"
Quickly grasping his new reality, Fei Tian immediately dropped to one knee and pledged his loyalty to Xiao Feng.
After subduing Fei Tian, Xiao Feng ordered him to gather all the experts in the North Pavilion who had reached the Dou Emperor level or above. One by one, Xiao Feng converted them into demons.
Thus, in complete secrecy, the entire Wind Lightning North Pavilion fell under Xiao Feng's control.
Following the same method, Xiao Feng proceeded to conquer the East, West, and South Pavilions of the Wind Lightning Pavilion.
Although the Lei Zunzhe was a three-star peak Dou Venerate powerhouse, in the face of a Dou Saint like Xiao Feng, he was nothing more than an ant.
Initially, after being forcibly suppressed by Xiao Feng, Lei Zunzhe harbored some resentment alongside his awe. However, after absorbing the Lei King's blood and smoothly breaking through to the four-star Dou Venerate level, all his grievances instantly vanished.
With the Lei Zunzhe's submission, the entire Wind Lightning Pavilion came entirely under Xiao Feng's dominion.
And since even the Wind Lightning Pavilion had been conquered, Feng Qing'er, the young mistress of the pavilion, naturally could not escape Xiao Feng's grasp.
It had to be said—though Feng Qing'er was exceedingly arrogant, she had the capital to back it up.
Her temperament and beauty were both top-tier. She possessed a flawless oval face, with amethyst-brown eyes that were both beautiful and saintly. Her short, rainbow-colored dress accentuated an aura of undeniable nobility.
Xiao Feng particularly enjoyed Feng Qing'er's haughty demeanor. The more arrogant she acted, the more satisfying it was to conquer her.
After several hours of rigorous "instruction," Feng Qing'er finally lowered her proud head and swallowed the thick, energy-rich "soy milk" obediently.
"Good girl~ Since you've been so well-behaved, consider these two treasures your reward."
Seeing the once-arrogant Feng Qing'er now thoroughly tamed, Xiao Feng smiled and gently stroked her cheek before producing a pair of palm-sized white bone wings and a radiant seven-colored sword.
The small white bone wings were a flight treasure Xiao Feng had previously refined from the skeletal wings of a Sky Demon Phoenix corpse. Originally, he had intended to use them himself, but before he could refine them, he had obtained the Goro Goro no Mi.
After consuming the fruit, Xiao Feng no longer needed flight treasures, so the wings had been left forgotten in his storage ring.
As for the seven-colored sword, it had been forged from the claws of the same Sky Demon Phoenix corpse. It was incomparably sharp, capable of effortlessly piercing through the defenses of a seventh-tier magical beast.
Sensing the familiar bloodline aura emanating from the two treasures, Feng Qing'er's eyes lit up.
Her true form was that of a Sky Demon Phoenix, allowing her to wield these treasures to their fullest potential.
Moreover, since Feng Qing'er was only a three-star Dou Emperor, these peak Dou Ancestor-level treasures were perfectly suited for her.
"Th-Thank you, Master."
After carefully storing the two Sky Demon Phoenix treasures, Feng Qing'er willingly expressed her gratitude.
"Qing'er, mere words aren't enough to show your sincerity. Why don't you repay me with actions instead?"
With that, Xiao Feng swept Feng Qing'er into his arms and carried her toward the nearby bed.
[50,000 words omitted…]
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Northwestern Region of the Central Plains, Flower Sect
A saying circulated throughout the Central Plains: "One Tower, One Hall, Two Sects, Three Valleys, Four Pavilions."
Among them, the "One Tower" referred to the Alchemist Tower, the "One Hall" to the Soul Hall, and the "Two Sects" to the Flower Sect and the Heavenly Nether Sect.
The sect masters of these two factions were both peak Dou Venerate powerhouses, and behind them lurked hidden elders with strength at the Half-Saint level.
Since the Alchemist Tower and the Soul Hall both had five-star Dou Saint experts guarding them—forces Xiao Feng couldn't yet afford to provoke—he could only start by targeting the "Two Sects."
Based on the original storyline, the current Flower Sect Master, Hua Yu, must have encountered cultivation issues. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up paralyzed years later, waiting for death in a mountain cave within the sect.
After all, if Hua Yu had been secretly sabotaged, she could have simply reported it to the sect's hidden elders and had them purge the traitors.
Thus, it was far more likely that Hua Yu's cultivation had gone awry, pushing her to the brink of death—which was why she later imparted her lifelong cultivation to Yun Yun before passing away.
"Rip—!"
A spatial rift suddenly tore open in the void, expanding into a passage several meters wide. A figure clad in black robes stepped out leisurely—it was Xiao Feng, arriving from the Wind Lightning Pavilion.
With a sharp gaze, Xiao Feng unleashed his immense spiritual perception, enveloping the entire Flower Sect. Soon, he pinpointed Hua Yu's location.
As expected, his conjecture was correct—Hua Yu's cultivation had indeed gone wrong.
Though she hid it well, appearing outwardly unharmed, Xiao Feng's senses easily pierced through the facade. She was on the verge of exhaustion.
The will to survive was instinctive for all living beings, and Hua Yu was no exception.
Upon learning that Xiao Feng could heal her, she agreed without much hesitation to his condition—submission.
As Xiao Feng infused a large amount of Demon king's blood into Hua Yu's body, she swiftly transformed into a ghost.
With the terrifying regenerative power that allowed severed limbs to regrow instantly, Hua Yu quickly healed her internal injuries, and her cultivation surged to the second-turn peak Dou Venerate level.
(End of Chapter)