Chapter 1436: Chapter 1436

A group of cultivators drank and feasted, spending half the day flattering Ji Haotian.

The cultivators who came from the sea grew anxious, and Daoist Yuan Zhen first asked, "Crown Prince, with such a grand mobilization, have you found the whereabouts of that Long Fei?"

Ji Haotian smiled smugly, "Of course. That little thief Long Fei is cunning and elusive. It’s said that he hasn’t shown himself since he left Mount Tai. But I’ve thought of a way to lure him out, guaranteeing he’ll reveal himself to find us."

Everyone raised their eyebrows, looking at him with curiosity.

The four with Long Fei were also quite intrigued.

Ji Haotian said, "Gentlemen, you may not know, but this guy has a sweetheart named Wang Xiaoya. This Wang Xiaoya is the saintess of the Mystic Yin Sect, currently cultivating at Mount Hua, northeast of our Chang’an City. We’ll go trouble the Mystic Yin Sect; no need to climb the mountain, just surround it from below, and this thief will definitely come to the rescue."

"Scoundrel, truly shameless!"

Wang Xiaoya’s heart stirred. She glared at Ji Haotian, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes.

Long Fei’s fists also tightened. He had truly underestimated Ji Haotian’s lack of ethics.

To achieve his goals, this bastard would do anything.

A cultivator stood up excitedly, "I know the Mystic Yin Sect, the sect is full of beauties, and the sect master seems to have been away for a while. The sect is currently empty. Why don’t we take this opportunity to infiltrate it? Then each of us can take a bride home."

"Right, since we’re going to war, let’s do it thoroughly and wipe out the Mystic Yin Sect. We can’t let Long Fei sneak in and join forces with them after all."

"The sweetheart of the demon Long Fei, how can she be a good person? These witches all deserve to die; if they are killed, so be it."

The five overseas cultivators, led by Yuan Zhen, wore expressions of excitement.

With news of Long Fei, they were naturally thrilled.

Yuan Zhen deliberately eyed Long Fei and said, "Brother Aotian, you look a bit unhappy?"

Yuan Li joined in, "This Miss Bai Feng also doesn’t seem pleased."

Yuan Zhen and Yuan Li played off each other, "Could it be that you are friends with that demon Long Fei?"

They grasped onto this opportunity, jointly exerting pressure, aiming to use the Crown Prince’s hand to deal with them to avenge Long Fei’s earlier provocations.

Ji Haotian stared at Long Fei, also finding it somewhat peculiar.

He mentioned besieging the Mystic Yin Sect, yet these two looked sullen?

He clasped his fist at Long Fei and asked, "Brother Aotian, do you have objections to my plan?"

Long Fei solemnly said, "Avenge the wrongs, but there’s no need to trouble women. Doing so would ruin our reputation, wouldn’t it?"

Ji Haotian sighed with relief, thinking Long Fei was a former ally of the Mystic Yin Sect, but it turned out he just cherished his reputation.

He reassured, "Brother Aotian, it’s merely a tactic, not truly about troubling women. I assure you, once we’re there, we’ll just wait for Long Fei to come to us."

Yuan Zhen didn’t expect Ji Haotian to be so patient.

For a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, it was astonishing for Ji Haotian to accommodate him.

Yuan Zhen eyed Long Fei coldly, "If you’re afraid of ruining your reputation, feel free to abstain. With your cultivation level, what difference does it make whether you participate or not?"

Long Fei’s face darkened, not expecting Yuan Zhen’s repeated provocations.

His trip to the Capital City was to find Yao Grass, and he didn’t want to expose his identity unless necessary.

But not teaching Yuan Zhen a lesson was hard to stomach.

He deliberately said, "If I make no difference by going, do you make a difference by going?"

"Presumptuous!" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽

The five of Yuan Zhen immediately changed their expressions, shocked that Long Fei dared to confront them.

Pointing at Long Fei, Yuan Zhen stood up angrily, "Old man sees your dissatisfaction; do you dare to fight?"

He exuded a fierce aura, swirling up dust around him.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Long Fei equally fierce, stood calmly, pointing at Yuan Heng and Yuan Li, "If it’s a fight, you brothers come together! So I won’t be accused of bullying the old with the few, which would tarnish my name of Ao Tian!"

The cultivators present burst into laughter, thinking this Aotian was truly foolish.

Challenging someone with an early Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level was one thing, but taking on all three at once?

Chang Xi and Taida though, sipped their wine with a faint smile, confident in Long Fei.

Wang Xiaoya frowned with some worry, knowing that Long Fei couldn’t use his magical treasure openly, putting him at a disadvantage.

Her man, she was naturally the only one who cared.

Yuan Heng, Yuan Li, and Yuan Zhen were thoroughly infuriated, never expecting this junior Long Fei to be so audacious.

Yuan Heng stood up, taking a deep breath, "Fine, since you seek death, I will oblige."

Ji Haotian’s heart was excited, finally having a drama to watch.

The more they fought, the more it benefited him.

Feigning mediation, he said, "Gentlemen, cease your anger. Over such a trivial matter, why be so?"

Yuan Zhen cursed, "This matters to the honor of Fire Mulberry Island; we can’t let this thief go unpunished."

Yuan Li sneered, "Unless this thief kowtows three times before us and apologizes, today he won’t leave here alive."

The two had fire in their eyes, confident they would deal with Long Fei.

Long Fei calmly replied to Ji Haotian, "Crown Prince, words are pointless, only action speaks the truth. My junior sister and I roam land and sea; when have we ever feared anyone?"

Ji Haotian coughed, feigning helplessness, "If that’s the case, I will no longer dissuade. Fists and kicks have no eyes, gentlemen, show restraint and preserve harmony!"

He excitedly summoned his men to prepare the Martial Arts Field immediately.

In this world, each mansion has its Martial Arts Field.

The fields are crafted by array masters, usually protected by formation pillars, allowing for fierce battles within a certain power limit without affecting the outside.

The ordinary cultivators, eager for drama, excitedly followed Ji Haotian’s summons to the Martial Arts Field.

Yuan Zhen coldly warned Long Fei, "Regret now while you still can!"

Long Fei smiled and reminded, "I’ll send this phrase back to the three of you. You’re already half in the grave, if you regret now, you could still live a few more years."

Yuan Heng and the others were taken aback, completely speechless with Long Fei.

Together with Long Fei, they entered the Martial Arts Field, standing across a vast kilometer-wide arena.

The ground was covered with special tiles, inscribed with mystic patterns to prevent sinking power.

Though it was still uneven, clearly used frequently by elites for practice.

The prestigious Prince’s Mansion naturally has protectors, though none showed up now.

Long Fei scrutinized the area, with one hand behind his back, exuding the air of an elegant nobleman, watching the three before him.

From afar, Ji Haotian intentionally shouted, "Gentlemen, remember to hold back!"

Yuan Zhen loudly replied, "With invisible blades, how could we hold back!"

He secretly signaled his two brothers to stop.

He intended to fight Long Fei alone, fearing an undeserved win would be a laughingstock.