C9

"Aiyo …"

After suffering from severe internal injuries, the peak couldn't help but groan as it fell to the ground. The masked woman turned around and saw that his face was pale and his breath was weak. Clenching the sword in his hand, he spat out one word at the handsome youth, "Scram!"

Even though some of the opponents were also injured, his side had lost two of their most powerful generals. If they continued to fight, not only would they not gain any advantage, they might even be completely annihilated.

Chu Feng didn't say anything and only smiled faintly. He was just an orphan who had been abandoned by others. Not being eaten by magical beasts was already the luckiest thing in the world. Wasn't he daydreaming to have a father that he could use as much resources as he could?

When he thought about his own background, his face darkened.

The masked girl thought she had stabbed him in his heart, so she quickly changed the topic and said, "Half a month later, it'll be the day the Southern Profound Region's largest sect, the Clear River Palace, takes in disciples once every three years. Go and try it."

The test was also a waste. If one's potential wasn't high enough and they couldn't receive any major training, they would basically become the cannon fodder of the various sects. Zephyr did not want to be such a victim.

The masked woman thought that he was afraid that her innate ability was insufficient and that the Clear River Brothel wouldn't accept him as a disciple. She quickly explained, "The requirements for the Clear River Palace to accept disciples aren't high, as long as they awaken their martial spirits, they can become a disciple of the Clear River Palace. Once they become a disciple, they will distribute cultivation resources and be groomed. "Besides, floating alone in the martial arts world is not an option either."

"Let me think about it."

Chu Feng smiled and nodded. Before this, he had always been on his own and had never considered joining any sect. However, after encountering a few people today, there were still many benefits to joining a sect. At the very least, there would be a few helpers when fighting with others. If only he had a few more helpers today, his injuries would not be this severe.

The masked woman was very happy that she had thought it through. However, when she saw the broken sword not far away, the smile on her face abruptly stopped. Guiltily, she said, "Sorry, your sword is broken. How about I give it to you?"

After all, the sword in her hand was a gift from her mother. How could such an important thing be given to a stranger?

"No need." "I'm not good at using swords. If it's broken, it's broken. Don't worry, this is just a form of transportation that I'm using."

Sword riding was the most important means of transportation in the Black Tortoise Continent, but because of the many taboos, many people no longer used it as a travel tool. Instead, they used some powerful magical beasts as transportation.

Magical beasts could be used as a means of transportation, or they could fight enemies alone. As long as they planted a slave seal on the magical beasts, they would unconditionally carry out their master's orders, even at the cost of their own lives.

In the Black Tortoise Continent, there were various magical beasts at rank 1 to 9, all of which were similar to humans. Class 1 Magical Beasts corresponded to Fighter realm, Class 2 Magical Beasts to Fighter realm, and so on. Their fighting capabilities were basically the same, and they couldn't jump ranks to challenge other magical beasts, unless they were powerful mutated beasts. Thus, ordinary humans could only control magical beasts of the same rank.

The masked woman thought that Chu Feng had lost his means of transportation, so she made a bold decision. She summoned two small magical beasts from her soul space and said to Chu Feng, "This is a mutated Yunque without a limit to its realm. You are my savior. I'll give one to you, right?"

It may seem very docile, but it is also extremely noble and high, making it difficult for ordinary people to tame. However, if it were to follow you and acknowledge you as its master, it would be very loyal to you, even if it had to throw itself at the fire like a moth.

Only, were these two little fellows that looked like peacocks but not peacocks, sparrows and not sparrows in front of him? Were they really ancient descendants of legends?

Regardless of whether they were ancient descendants or not, it would be too embarrassing for Feng Feng Feng to accept them. Hence, he waved his hand and politely said: "There's no need …"

"Why are you so hypocritical? I'm giving it to you for free, and you still don't want it? Don't tell me you want me to owe you a favor for my entire life?"

The masked woman glared at him, clearly angry.

Chu Feng was momentarily at a loss for words. He stammered, "I … I didn't mean that. "

The masked woman stared at Chu Feng with her beautiful eyes as she teasingly asked, "Then what do you mean by that? Do you want me to repay you with my body?"

"No, no, no …" Feng Feiyun was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He was sweating profusely and didn't dare to look at the masked woman directly.

"You think I'm ugly?" the masked woman asked aggressively.

"No." Afraid of irritating this temperamental little witch, Feng Feiyun hurriedly explained, "We just met by chance."

"That's more like it."

"Is there any reason for me to lie to you?" The masked woman unhappily rolled her eyes and then intimately said to the two little guys, "My two little dears, little brother is questioning your identity. Can you show me how strong you are, please?"