Chapter 93

"Old Uncle Fu, have you noticed that the further up we go, the more concentrated the spiritual energy seems to become?" Lin Chaofeng inhaled the mountain air, feeling a sense of refreshment and comfort as if his lungs were being cleansed by the spiritual energy.

"Second Young Master is right. The concentration of spiritual energy on this Qingfeng Mountain is indeed unusual, perhaps even comparable to the Wen Dao Academy," Old Uncle Fu said. He had visited the holy land in his early years and had a deep impression of the abundant spiritual energy there.

As they spoke, the ancient and simple buildings of Piaohua Palace gradually became visible through the mist surrounding the mountaintop.

"The concentration of spiritual energy here actually surpasses the Wen Dao Academy!" Old Uncle Fu took a deep breath, his face showing shock.

"It's simply a paradise on earth." Lin Chaofeng, who had never been to the holy land, was not particularly surprised but was filled with envy. "Just staying here for a moment, the speed of the spiritual energy circulation in my body has noticeably increased. If I were to live here, I might be able to break through to the Earth Wheel realm in just a few days."

As they spoke, the main gate of the courtyard, which bore the words "Piaohua Palace," appeared before them.

At the gate, a graceful girl in a yellow robe, about thirteen or fourteen years old, was climbing a tree, continuously throwing fruits down.

Below the tree stood a little girl, about eight or nine years old, with a delicate and adorable appearance. She held a cloth bag with the opening wide open, skillfully moving her feet to catch the fruits thrown down by the girl in the tree.

Lin Chaofeng and Old Uncle Fu exchanged a glance, hesitating whether to approach and start a conversation. Suddenly, a beautiful girl in a white robe, exuding a cold and distant aura, appeared from around the corner of the building.

"Xiaowan, Xiaodie, it's time for lunch!" The girl in the white robe called out to the girl in the yellow robe and the little girl, her voice clear and pleasant.

"Senior Sister." The girl in the yellow robe jumped down from the tree and ran to the side of the girl in the white robe with the little girl.

Seeing the three girls about to enter the courtyard, Lin Chaofeng knew he couldn't delay any longer and hurriedly called out, "Three young ladies!"

The girl in the white robe turned around, saw Lin Chaofeng's handsome face, frowned, and even showed a hint of disgust.

Indeed, these three girls were Yin Ning'er, Shen Xiaowan, and Lin Xiaodie.

Since the last time she delivered a message for Nangong Lin, causing Shangguan Junyi to be heartbroken, Yin Ning'er had developed a psychological shadow and had become more averse to unfamiliar men coming up the mountain.

"Is there a disciple named 'Lin Zhiyun' in your sect?" Lin Chaofeng, seeing Yin Ning'er's displeased expression, quickly explained his purpose, thinking she was upset by his abrupt approach.

"Why are you looking for my master?" Yin Ning'er, hearing that he was looking for someone, immediately became wary, her tone taking on a questioning edge, similar to the situation with Nangong Lin.

"So you are her disciple." Lin Chaofeng smiled warmly. "In that case, we are family. I am Lin Chaofeng, and Lin Zhiyun is my elder sister."

"Is that so?" Yin Ning'er scrutinized Lin Chaofeng for a while, her tone softening. "My master is currently in seclusion to break through to a higher realm and cannot see visitors. Since you are her family, please follow me."

She remembered the instructions of her senior sister, Nangong Ling, to say that Lin Zhiyun was "in seclusion."

"Thank you, young lady." Lin Chaofeng, though not as smooth as his younger brother Lin Chaoge, was still a young man and couldn't help but try to show his gentlemanly side when he saw the beautiful Yin Ning'er.

As they entered the courtyard, they saw two beautiful girls, about seventeen or eighteen years old, practicing with a knife and a sword in the center of the courtyard.

The girl with the sword wore a red robe, with a fair and delicate appearance, her features finely drawn. Her long, white legs were dazzling, and her sword moved skillfully, surrounded by colorful sword lights, making the scene dazzling and disorienting.

The girl with the knife wore a green outfit, also with bright eyes and a charming appearance. Her willow-leaf knife was wielded with great momentum, each swing creating a wave-like aura, giving a strong sense of pressure.

What a pair of beautiful girls!

Lin Chaofeng inwardly praised.

"These two girls are so young, yet they have already reached the Earth Wheel realm," Old Uncle Fu marveled at their strength.

"There are no cultivators below the Earth Wheel realm on this Qingfeng Mountain," Yin Ning'er said coolly.

"Could it be that even this little girl has reached the Earth Wheel realm?" Lin Chaofeng, looking at the little girl, was shocked.

"Uncle, Xiaodie is already at the fifth level of the Earth Wheel," the little girl said proudly, releasing an aura of the Earth Wheel level.

Lin Chaofeng's face turned red at being called "uncle." His cultivation at the twelfth level of the Human Wheel was considered average among the young nobles in the capital, but here on Qingfeng Mountain, he was far inferior to a girl not even ten years old.

A ten-year-old at the fifth level of the Earth Wheel!

Old Uncle Fu felt a shock at the little girl's aura, his face showing a serious expression. "Even the disciples of the young lady are at the Earth Wheel realm. Could it be that she is breaking through to the Heaven Wheel realm?"

"My master has long been a Heaven Wheel expert," a gentle and melodious female voice came from the other end of the courtyard. "She is currently in seclusion to break through to the Spirit Venerable realm."

"What!" Old Uncle Fu and Lin Chaofeng exclaimed in unison.

"It turns out to be the son of Minister Lin." The newcomer was beautiful and well-figured, her eyes filled with charm. She was Nangong Ling, the eldest disciple of Piaohua Palace.

"Nangong Miss, why are you here?" Lin Chaofeng, familiar with the well-known noble lady of the capital, was curious.

"Piaohua Palace is my sect," Nangong Ling smiled. "I heard that your master is the daughter of Minister Lin, so you are a generation senior to me."

"Nangong Miss, from what I see, there are no men in Piaohua Palace?" Lin Chaofeng's focus was different from Old Uncle Fu's.

"Our sect indeed only accepts female disciples," Nangong Ling nodded. "On Qingfeng Mountain, there is only one cook, and no other men."

"A cook?" Lin Chaofeng was slightly surprised, imagining a fat, middle-aged, greasy man.

"Lunch is ready!" A loud male voice came from the hall.

"Since you and your master are family, you are not considered outsiders," Nangong Ling said softly, addressing only Lin Chaofeng and ignoring Old Uncle Fu. "You must be tired from the journey. Why don't you have lunch here on the mountain?"

"Thank you, Nangong Miss!" Lin Chaofeng, smelling the delicious aroma from the hall, was already hungry and readily agreed.

"Please follow me."

Following Nangong Ling into the hall, they saw a young woman, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, sitting at a rectangular dining table. She had fair skin like a lotus flower, eyes like autumn water, and a gentle smile, making her appear warm and charming, like a neighbor's big sister.

"Shangguan Miss?" Old Uncle Fu was surprised.

The two were well-known Heaven Wheel experts and had met several times in the capital.

"It's Old Uncle Fu," Shangguan Junyi was slightly taken aback but quickly recovered, smiling at Lin Chaofeng. "Since you are here, this must be the son of Minister Lin, right?"

"Chaofeng greets Aunt Shangguan." Lin Chaofeng, feeling a bit flustered by her charming gaze, quickly composed himself and respectfully greeted her.

"Oh, I must be getting old," Shangguan Junyi feigned sadness, lightly touching her cheek and sighing.

Lin Chaofeng: "......"

Even a casual joke from a Heaven Wheel expert brought him immense pressure, leaving him unsure how to react.

"Is Shangguan Miss also a disciple of Piaohua Palace?" Old Uncle Fu was unfamiliar with her sect.

"Junyi is currently an elder of the 'Enforcement Hall' of Piaohua Palace," Shangguan Junyi smiled, repeating the lines given by Zhong Wen. "The 'Enforcement Hall' is a fictional creation."

Old Uncle Fu's expression became even more serious. If the disciples he had met earlier were only potential talents, then this Heaven Wheel peak expert before him completely shattered his perception of Piaohua Palace as a weak sect.

If negotiations fail, it would be impossible to forcibly take the young lady away.

He felt for the first time that the task assigned by Minister Lin was challenging.

At this moment, a figure in orange appeared in the hall, carrying a tall steamer. It wasn't until she placed the steamer on the table that Lin Chaofeng saw her face. She was a young woman with a bright and beautiful appearance, slightly chubby cheeks, a light yellow sash around her waist, and an orange robe that couldn't hide her impressive figure.

"Wufang, come sit here and let the little rascal work alone," Shangguan Junyi warmly held the hand of the orange-robed girl and pulled her to the seat beside her.

Old Uncle Fu sensed a faint pressure from the orange-robed girl, feeling another shock. He looked her up and down, marveling at such a young Heaven Wheel expert, something he had never heard of before.

The hall was filled with beautiful women of all ages, their beauty and charm overwhelming. Lin Chaofeng, a noble son who had seen many beautiful women, found this gathering of numerous beauties a completely new and exciting experience, his eyes darting around, unable to take it all in.

It was truly a paradise on earth. The cook on this Qingfeng Mountain must be incredibly happy!

Such thoughts involuntarily crossed his mind.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, the back door of the hall opened, and a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, entered.

He wore a simple white robe and carried a large basin with a whole lamb. Seeing Lin Chaofeng and Old Uncle Fu, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, we have guests?"