Chapter 75

Although he had repelled the female knight, Baicang Dong also felt the inadequacy of his martial skills. The Wind Spirit was indeed a very useful martial skill, but it was more inclined towards harassment and control. It was very difficult to kill with the Wind Spirit.

"Is your relationship with Yan Mengyun unusual?" Baicang Dong returned to the courtyard, and Fengxian had been waiting for him.

"We both spent some time in the Daolun Society, and our relationship is quite good," Baicang Dong replied.

"Does she know you are the Masked Viscount?" Fengxian asked again.

Baicang Dong shook his head slightly: "She doesn't know."

Fengxian's frown eased, and a smile appeared on her face: "What are your plans? Are you staying in Fenghua City, or leaving now?"

"I want to go to the bottom of the Abyss. You will take me there, right?" Baicang Dong smiled.

"You and Yan Mengyun have such a good relationship, let her take you." Fengxian rolled her eyes and turned to leave.

Baicang Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head, pulling a chair to sit down, but he didn't know what to do. He was somewhat hesitant to continue cultivating the "Baiye Sutra." It was truly a sinister "Elixir of Immortality." When he used the white life-bound divine light against Huo Qianwu and the others, it did not trigger the boundless murderous intent.

"Could it be that the murderous intent triggered by the 'Baiye Sutra' only works when I kill the Undead?" Baicang Dong speculated.

In the Viscount's residence, Fenghua Viscount's expression was not good. The failure of Huo Qianwu and Ling Bo to intercept the Masked Viscount, and her personal pursuit, resulted in her not even seeing the Masked Viscount's shadow, and she returned empty-handed.

"Who is that Baicang Dong?" Fenghua Viscount was painting, and whenever she painted, it meant her mood was very bad.

The female knight standing behind Fenghua Viscount replied: "He is a friend Miss met in the Daolun Society, and he is now the president of the Daolun Society."

"These past few years, I have neglected too many things, even not noticing that the president of the Daolun Society has changed." Fenghua sighed and continued to ask: "Is he the Masked Viscount?"

The female knight replied: "I also have my doubts, so I tested him once. His life-bound divine light has already reached over twenty levels, while the Masked Viscount has less than ten. No one can improve their life-bound divine light by so many levels in such a short time."

"So, he should not be the Masked Viscount." Fenghua Viscount also did not believe that someone could improve their life-bound divine light by more than ten levels in such a short time.

"His Excellency will make the decision."

"Go, protect Mengyun well. I don't want her to be disturbed."

"Yes." The female knight bowed and left.

Baicang Dong lived in the courtyard, deeply feeling the decline of the Feng family, especially after Fenghua Viscount withdrew the Wind Legion. The once-first family of Fenghua City had completely declined.

"I may not be able to take you to the bottom of the Abyss. You should go find Yan Mengyun and think of a way." Fengxian came to the courtyard, her expression very poor.

"What happened?" Baicang Dong asked.

"Previously, the Feng family could allocate the Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearl because of the Wind Legion. Now that the Feng family no longer controls the Wind Legion, that portion of the Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearl will no longer be allocated to us." Fengxian's face revealed a hint of anger.

"I remember that the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord did not get killed when it appeared at the Undead Altar last time," Baicang Dong suddenly said.

"No, but because of the Undead Altar, the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord left the Greenstone Plateau. After the Undead Altar returned to the void, it did not return to the Greenstone Plateau. The Knights have searched several times but have not found the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord."

"I will go to the Abyss and look for it. If I'm lucky, maybe I can find it." Baicang Dong wanted to go to the Abyss, not just for the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord.

He was currently very short of viscount-level martial skills, so he wanted to hunt viscount-level Undead and see if the sword box would absorb the equipment, giving him new martial skills to learn.

Of course, finding the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord would be even better.

"The Knights couldn't find it, what use is it for you to go alone?" Fengxian rolled her eyes. She never placed her hopes on something as intangible as luck: "I have a way to find the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord, but killing it is a troublesome matter. You know my current situation, and you can't reveal your identity. We need to carefully plan how to kill the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord."

"You can find the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord?" Baicang Dong's eyes lit up. He didn't really have much hope of finding it.

"Not me, but a very special person. He can definitely find the trail of the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord."

"What kind of person is so capable?"

"You'll know when you go."

When they went, Baicang Dong really knew who Fengxian was talking about, as he had already met the person before.

The owner of the "Seven Strings" armory, from whom Baicang Dong bought his messy equipment.

"Uncle Seven." Fengxian called sweetly.

"Seeing you, this girl, means there's no good news." The owner sighed.

"Uncle Seven, how can you say such things about your cute and beautiful niece?" Fengxian pouted.

"I know your character, just like your dead father. No profit, no early rise. Speak, what do you need from me?" The owner's words were harsh, but his eyes showed affection, clearly not really disliking Fengxian.

"Uncle Seven, you should have heard about the current situation of the Feng family." Fengxian sighed.

"It's better that the Wind Legion is gone. It's no longer our Feng family's Wind Legion. In the past, the members of the Wind Legion were all our Feng family's soldiers. Look at the Wind Legion now; how many are still surnamed Feng? None. The Feng family has only you left in this generation. As long as you are safe, the rest can be left alone." The owner paused, looking at Fengxian with pain: "Unfortunately, your life plate is damaged, and I am powerless. Uncle Seven is useless."

"Uncle Seven, I have long accepted it. Even if my life plate wasn't damaged, I wouldn't have much chance of advancing to Viscount." Fengxian was very calm.

"Xiaoxian, speak, what do you need my help with?"

"The Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord that was resurrected last time has not been hunted. The Knights have searched several times but have not found its whereabouts. I want to ask Uncle Seven to help us find that Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord."

The owner frowned slightly: "Why are you looking for the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord? It's not easy to kill it, and the probability of the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord's equipment appearing is very low. At most, you can get a few Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearls."

"We want the Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearls." Fengxian said.

"The Viscount didn't allocate the Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearls to our Feng family?" The owner was furious: "After generations of our Feng family's hard work, even without merit, there is effort. She is so decisive."

"Our Feng family's share was originally allocated to the Wind Legion. Now that the Wind Legion no longer belongs to us, it is normal not to allocate the Eight-Eyed Celestial Pearls to us."

"Hmph, that woman's life is almost over, and her heart is getting more and more vicious. Such a woman, the sooner she dies, the better, to avoid harming more people." The owner cursed a few times and then said to Fengxian: "Go back and prepare. I will accompany you into the Abyss to hunt the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord tomorrow. Since that woman won't give it to us, we will take it ourselves."

After leaving the armory, Baicang Dong looked at Fengxian curiously: "Is that owner really your uncle? Why isn't he in the Feng family, but running such a small armory?"

"My Uncle Seven was once the most talented and gifted person of my father's generation. Unfortunately, he was deeply affected by an incident, his will completely sank, and he abandoned the path of advancing to Viscount. He no longer cared about the Feng family's affairs and opened a small armory to live, which was a kind of liberation. If not for necessity, I really wouldn't want to disturb him."

"What happened that made a powerful Viscount abandon the path of advancement and be content to wait for death in a small armory?"

"I'm not very clear. Father and Uncle Seven rarely mentioned it. I can only guess that it is related to the deaths of my Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and Sixth Uncle."

Baicang Dong seemed to understand and did not ask further. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "What is your Uncle Seven's name?"

"Feng Xian, his title is the name of the armory." Fengxian replied.

The next morning, when Baicang Dong and Fengxian arrived at the agreed location outside the city, Feng Xian was already waiting there. He was dressed in green armor, with two bronze broadswords hanging from his waist and a round shield on his back. His posture was straight and upright, with a touch of a bloodthirsty warrior's style.

Seeing Feng Xian's shield, Baicang Dong remembered the large shield he had extorted from Huo Qianwu. It was indeed a good thing, but unfortunately, he didn't know how to use it, so it had never been put to use.

"Follow me." Feng Xian led the way into the Abyss, his nose constantly sniffing around, guiding the direction of their advance.

Baicang Dong's expression was somewhat strange. It was the first time he had seen someone use their nose to find Undead.

"Uncle Seven's sense of smell is naturally different from ordinary people. He can distinguish the smell left by Undead in the air and on objects. As long as he has enough time, there is no Undead in the world that Uncle Seven cannot find."

"Don't exaggerate for me, Xiaoxian. I can only distinguish the smell left by Undead within three days. If I can't find the area where the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord has been active within three days, then I definitely won't find it."

Feng Xian sniffed left and right, not only to find the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord but also to help them avoid the harassment of other Undead. They quickly delved deep into the Abyss.

"It's here. No wonder the Knights couldn't find the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord. It actually entered the Ancient Demon Cave." Feng Xian stopped in front of a cave, a smile appearing on his face.

"It's in the Ancient Demon Cave. With our three people's strength, it will be difficult to rush in and kill the Eight-Eyed Celestial Lord." Fengxian frowned.

Only Baicang Dong didn't know what the Ancient Demon Cave was, looking at Fengxian and Feng Xian with a puzzled expression.