C1 Ling Family Ling Feng

The harmonious wind blew past and the setting sun hung slightly, facing a young man lying on the mountain slope, the young man was dressed in white, his long hair hanging down on his shoulders, with a white smile on his face and a pair of sharp eyes. At this time, the young man was looking at a few small black dots in the sky, a level three Demon Beast, Dark Eagles. I, Ling Feng, will one day be like them, able to break free from the shackles of the earth and roam the four directions. The entire Yumo Continent will not be able to restrain me, I will lead the Ling family to glory, and this young man is one of the Four Great Clans, Ling Feng, one of the Four Great Clans, in the Western barbarian region of Yumo Continent.

It was only now that he could see his whole appearance. He was about 1.5 meters tall, had a very thin and weak build, and at the age of 13 or 14 years old, his entire body was covered with a pair of particularly attractive eyes. Ling Feng raised his head again to look at the Dark Eagles in the sky, and then walked down the path on the mountain.

Ling Feng walked along a wide road, accompanying a group of pedestrians as they walked forward. This was the style of construction of most of the cities with Yumo Continent. In Yumo Continent, there were many strong Demon Beast s, and they normally did not want to conflict with the people of the Yumo Continent, so they lived in the forest with Yumo Continent and many people did not dare to go to the dangerous forbidden grounds. Therefore, this kind of city could prevent the attacks of Demon Beast s, but it could prevent ordinary Demon Beast s, and there were powerful Demon Beast s that could move across mountains and seas. In terms of Yumo Continent, a dynasty is not the true ruler, because this is a cultivation world, and many powerful families and sects are the true rulers of this world.

Ling Feng looked at the city in front of him and saw the words Yuemo City on top of the city gate. As Ling Feng looked at the city gate in this way, he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. All sorts of people were busy within the city. Ling Feng walked along the streets of the town until he arrived at the entrance of a castle that took up hundreds of acres of land. The castle's architecture was already built with silver-gray stone, but the color of the castle was clearly thicker than the color of the city walls, meaning that the owner of the city definitely had a high position in the city. Ling Feng walked to the entrance, and the guards standing at the entrance hurriedly greeted him. Young Master Feng and Ling Feng glanced at them. She smiled and nodded at them. The few servants were all muscles that were full of explosive power, which meant that they were all cultivator. Ling Feng nodded to them, then walked into the castle. He knew that these were all cultivator who cultivated with fighting strength, but because they did not have good cultivation methods or talent, it was difficult for them to break through again in their lives, so they came to Ling family to become servants. On one hand, they could obtain the resources of the Ling family, and on the other, they could obtain the protection of large clans.

Even he himself didn't know what exactly he liked bamboo, but as long as he looked at bamboo, he would feel particularly comfortable. He liked to play the zither and play the flute under the bamboo, watch the bamboo leaves fall, and as the bamboo slowly grew out of the ground, perhaps he felt that this was life, so his grandfather, the Patriarch of Ling family, Ling Ba, had intentionally given this bamboo filled courtyard to Ling Feng. Ling Feng had never had any parents since he was young, and his father had never returned when he went out when he was five years old. For all these years, it had been his grandfather who had taken care of him, and he was the only man in the clan who did not have the power to cultivate. Although he had requested his grandfather to teach him the power of cultivation countless of times, his grandfather had never taught him how to cultivate, and Ling Feng hoped that he could become a strong person like his grandfather and father. His grandfather was the one who had the right to fight against the king of Yuemo City, and the other one was the Patriarch of the Shi family of another clan, Shi Qianhao. He had come back five years later and brought back Ling Feng's mother, Sima Xiaoyi, back with him. Sima Xiaoyi had also broken through to the Battle-King, but at the same time, she discovered that his body was severely injured, making it impossible for her to break through to the next level in her lifetime. Afterwards, they had found Ling Feng, but after giving birth to Ling Feng, his mother went missing, and Ling Feng's mother only left him with a crescent-shaped pendant.

All these years, Ling Feng had dreamed of his parents countless times. Although Ling Feng was very strong, he was still a child after all, so he needed his parents' care.

The night passed, and with the arrival of dawn. Ling Feng was still lying on his bed when he heard a bell-like shout coming from outside: "Mr Feng, Mr Feng … Ling Feng got up and smiled. He knew Hsing'er had called him. "

If he was too young, his meridians would not be able to withstand the impact, which would affect his cultivation ability, so when they were eight years old, he would teach them the cultivation method. Since Ling Feng was already fourteen years old, his grandfather did not teach him the cultivation method, and for the sake of his safety, his grandfather declared that he was a Muggle that could not be cultivated. There were two types of people in the Yumo Continent, one of which was called Muggle, and those that could not cultivate were called cultivator. In this world, where strength reigns supreme, there was clearly no status for Ling Feng to be unable to cultivate at all these years. No one would be willing to socialize with a Muggle. And the girl who called him that day was the girl who had been with him for so many years. She was one year younger than him, the girl his grandfather had picked up from the outside. The girl's name was Hsing'er.

When Ling Feng walked out of the room, he saw a girl dressed in purple standing in his doorway. She had long hair, a small, white face, and eyes that sparkled like black jewels, which made one want to love her. When she saw Ling Feng coming out, the girl immediately ran to him with a smile and grabbed his hand.

Ling Feng smiled and pinched her nose, saying, "Alright, let's go quickly. If we don't leave soon, we won't have the moon rabbit anymore."

The girl immediately grabbed his hand and ran outside. In Yumo Continent, people usually split Demon Beast into eleven levels. However, Ling Feng had heard that there were still a lot of powerful Demon Beast at the eleventh level, and some of them could be compared to the strong ones, but Ling Feng had only read or heard about them from books, so he didn't really know whether or not Ling Feng actually had it or not. Ling Feng and Hsing'er both came to the street together and walked towards the Demon Beast Market Street.

In the past, the two of them had always lived in peace with each other with Shi family. And after Ling Feng's father Ling Chuan inexplicably disappeared, the Shi family gradually wanted to dominate the Yuemo City, and on the surface, it seemed that Ling family and Shi family were very peaceful. But Ling Feng knew that in the past few years, the two families had always been secretly engaged in various conflicts, and the place that he and Hsing'er were going to today was a territory controlled by Shi family.

They saw all kinds of Demon Beast locked in cages. Hsing'er pulled Ling Feng along as they walked towards a cage with pure white colored animals, and inside the cage was the Jade Rabbit that they were going to buy today. The Jade Rabbit had pure white fur like the moonlight, and it had two big red eyes, looking very cute.

Ling Feng walked in front of the caged Moon Rabbit and looked at the owner. The Moon Rabbit was sold by a middle-aged man. Ling Feng looked at him and asked, "Boss, how much is this Moon Rabbit?"

The boss replied with a smile. Lil 'Big Bro, this Moon Rabbit only has one low-grade soul stone.

Yumo Continent were divided into four groups using soul stones as currency: low rank, middle rank, high rank, and top rank. As for the hundred low rank Yumo Continent, they were divided into four groups: A hundred mid-grade soul stones were equivalent to a high-grade soul stones, and a top-grade soul stone was considerably precious. This was because a soul stone could not only be used as a currency, but it could also be used as an item to attract the cultivator's attention in cultivation.

Ling Feng asked, "Why is this Moon Rabbit not a Level 1 Demon Beast so expensive?"

Little brother, you don't know that even though this moon rabbit is only a level one Demon Beast and does not have much attack power, it's especially hard to catch because they run really fast, the boss replied.

Ling Feng looked at the few moon rabbits in the cage, turned around to Hsing'er and asked. Hsing'er, look which one do you want?

Hsing'er looked at the cages and pointed at a bigger rabbit at the side, "Mr Feng, which rabbit do I want?"

The boss looked at the moon rabbit Hsing'er was pointing at and said with a smile, "Lady, you have good eyes. It's not just the new rabbit we've caught. No matter its hair or body, it's still better than the others."

Ling Feng looked at the rabbit that Hsing'er had chosen, and felt that it was pretty good, so he told the old man. Then we'll just have to do it, he said as he opened his own purse and counted out eighty spirit stones for the old man. The so-called spirit stone was actually nothing special. He was a bit like jade, and on the surface, he looked very smooth and smooth.

There were more than a hundred low rank soul stones in Ling Feng's bag that he had saved up over the years. There were storage ring s in the Yumo Continent, but they were very expensive. According to Ling Feng, his grandfather only had one of them, and everyone else had one. What he used to store the Spirit Stone was a spatial bag, it was not as useful as the storage ring.

The owner kept the spirit stone that Ling Feng gave him with a smile, then handed the Moon Rabbit in the cage over to Hsing'er: "Hsing'er happily received the Moon Rabbit, and prepared to return to Ling family with Ling Feng while carrying it."