"Who is that? So beautiful!"
"Are you from out of town? You don't even know Miss Murong Qiuyue?"
"Murong Qiuyue? You mean the Murong Qiuyue whose beauty is renowned throughout Qinghe Commandery?"
"Who else could it be?"
"So beautiful! I didn't believe the rumors about her beauty surpassing Qinghe before, but now that I see her, it's true! Who are the two men beside her? They seem quite close to her!"
"One is Murong Qiufeng, Murong Qiuyue's younger brother. As for the other... I don't recognize him. Could he be a newly acquainted young prodigy of Murong Qiuyue?"
"This guy looks weak, just handsome. Why does he have Murong Qiuyue's favor? You know, in the past, no one could get close to Murong Qiuyue!"
"..."
Unknowingly, many young men's gazes towards Yang Feilong were filled with jealousy, dissatisfaction, and even killing intent!
This wasn't the first time Yang Feilong had felt such an atmosphere. Back in the mortal world, when he accompanied his girlfriend shopping, he often encountered similar looks – jealousy, envy, even dissatisfaction. But back then, there was no pressure. Now, Yang Feilong suddenly felt his scalp tingle!
In the mortal world, his strength was not at the absolute peak, and there weren't many who could surpass him. But in this Spiritual Realm, even bandits were at the Revered Martial Realm (Ninth Level of Qi Refining), or even Foundation Establishment realm. After entering Yong'an City, Yang Feilong felt his own strength was severely lacking!
He sensed that many young people's auras were stronger than his, and he might not be able to defeat them!
And some people who looked to be in their forties or fifties put immense pressure on him!
Indeed!
This was the Spiritual Realm, where Foundation Establishment cultivators roamed freely, and even Core Formation cultivators were only just beginning to escape the category of the weak.
"I'm really finding it hard to adapt!" Yang Feilong sighed inwardly. At this moment, he finally understood the holographic image left by his mother, Li Xiuying: do not enter the Spiritual Realm before reaching the Core Formation realm. She hadn't even mentioned saving her at all, because she knew the vast difference between the Spiritual Realm and the mortal world!
"Mother was at the Foundation Establishment realm at seventeen or eighteen. I thought her talent was incredible then. Now it seems, while very outstanding, there are probably not a few such existences!" Yang Feilong mused.
Before, in the mortal world, he had always been known for his exceptional talent. Now, it seemed his talent was not worth mentioning.
Of course, the reality wasn't that exaggerated, but it had still hit him hard. His pride had completely vanished. Yes, Yang Feilong also had his own pride. In his heart, even in the Spiritual Realm, his talent should be outstanding. Now, sensing the presence of figures far more formidable than himself, his heart settled.
Since his strength was currently low, he would be steady!
Slowly accumulate his own power, and grow stronger in obscurity!
Now, all three of his cultivation systems were on the verge of breakthrough. His overall strength was comparable to a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator. But if all three systems could break through to the second realm, perhaps he wouldn't be invincible in the Foundation Establishment realm, but his overall strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds!
Moreover, his current cultivation bottleneck had loosened. Ancient martial arts were subtly approaching the feeling of "Heaven and Man as One," and Qi Refining was subtly hinting at the idea of Foundation Establishment. Of course, he had no immediate plans for his abilities.
No rush with his abilities. He would focus on breaking through his Qi Refining and Ancient Martial Arts cultivation first.
...
The Murong family had two Nascent Soul realm ancestors, but they usually didn't get involved in mundane affairs. In the absence of major issues, they remained in seclusion, cultivating to further their realms.
Apart from the two Nascent Soul realm ancestors, the Murong family had a full nine Core Formation realm cultivators. Foundation Establishment realm? No need to even mention it; there were well over a hundred.
The current patriarch of the Murong family, Murong Haotian, was a Core Formation realm cultivator, and he was at the peak of the Core Formation realm. He was also very young, not yet a hundred years old, only ninety-six!
Core Formation before a hundred years old was indeed astonishingly young. It was equivalent to a mortal in the mortal world being less than twenty years old. High-lifespan mortals in the mortal world didn't live past a hundred, while Core Formation cultivators could live for five hundred years. Not even a fifth of their lifespan had passed, so it was indeed equivalent to a common mortal in the mortal world not yet being twenty years old.
However, the step from peak Core Formation to Nascent Soul realm, though seemingly just one step away, was a barrier that trapped countless individuals. Among the nine Core Formation cultivators in the Murong family, three were at peak Core Formation, all just one step away from breakthrough. The oldest among them was over four hundred and sixty years old, nearing the end of his lifespan.
The lifespan limit for Foundation Establishment realm cultivators was three hundred years, for Core Formation realm it was five hundred years, and for Nascent Soul realm, it was even longer, with a lifespan limit of one thousand years.
Murong Family Hall.
"Nephew, are you the benefactor who saved my son and daughter?" Murong Haotian looked at Yang Feilong, his face beaming with a smile of relief.
To be honest, although he was almost a hundred years old, he had few children. In his youth, he had only focused on cultivation. When his cultivation reached a certain level, he thought about procreation. However, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it was to have offspring. To this day, he only had three children.
His eldest son, thirty-six years old, sixth level of Foundation Establishment, was out adventuring.
Murong Qiuyue and Murong Qiufeng were twins, a dragon and phoenix pair. Murong Qiuyue, born a quarter of an hour earlier, was the elder sister. Murong Qiufeng, born a quarter of an hour later, was the younger brother. They were only twenty-one years old this year, just a year older than Yang Feilong.
Of course, while the siblings couldn't be considered exceptionally gifted, they were considered geniuses in Yong'an City!
"Benefactor is too kind. Before I saved Miss Qiuyue and Brother Qiufeng, they saved my life!" Yang Feilong replied politely.
"Oh? Is that so?" Murong Haotian was extremely surprised. He then looked at Murong Qiuyue and Murong Qiufeng.
"Yes, but when we saved Young Master Yang, we only gave him a pill. Perhaps without that pill, Young Master Yang could have survived!" Murong Qiuyue said with a giggle.
"We can't say that. Without that pill, I fear I truly wouldn't have woken up. If I hadn't woken up, and encountered demons, or bandits, or other cultivators, I would have surely died!" Yang Feilong shook his head and said earnestly, "Besides, even without me, you two might have escaped."
Through this conversation, Murong Haotian had a general understanding of the situation. Yang Feilong was likely injured and fell into a coma due to cultivation or a fight, nearing death, and was saved by his children. After Yang Feilong recovered, he happened to encounter his son and daughter in distress, and being a grateful person, he rescued his daughter in turn.
Thinking of this, Murong Haotian felt a surge of emotion. This was precisely what his grandfather had taught him since childhood: this was the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution was inevitable!
Good deeds are rewarded, evil deeds are punished. If his children hadn't saved Yang Feilong, perhaps when they were in trouble, no one would have saved them!