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Light of Returning Darkness

Reincarnated with a mission, where failure means total annihilation. Young Emperor Feng Luotian faces an impending catastrophe that threatens to engulf the universe in darkness. With no one left strong enough to combat the evil, Feng Luotian and his father perform a daring ritual to travel back in time, aiming to stop the disaster before it begins. Can they change the course of history and save the future? Embark on an epic journey with the reincarnated Young Emperor as he conquers the universe to protect all life within it. Witness his struggles and triumphs as he battles formidable foes, forms powerful alliances, and masters incredible abilities. Follow Feng Luotian in his relentless quest to avert total destruction and forge a destiny filled with hope, strength, and unwavering determination. This is a story of courage, redemption, and the fight to save the universe from ultimate doom.

Malpharyx · Ost
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272 Chs

Mei Hongli (1)

Upon reaching the city wall, city guards were alerted by the appearance of the group of three.

All three of them were covered in bloodstained and tattered clothes while one of them appeared unconscious.

Especially the unconscious one, she was none other than the city lord's beloved daughter.

The city guards received the three of them and urgently informed their captain.

Once the city guard captain was aware of this matter, he directly brought them to where the city lord resided: Peacock Pavilion.

But before heading to Peacock Pavilion, one had to pass through Peacock School first because Peacock Pavilion was situated within Peacock School's territory.

The school covered a square area that spanned for dozens of kilometers. Its wall was as tall and as thick as a giant.

Normal cultivators would have a very hard time climbing or penetrating the wall if they ever wanted to raid the place.

Of course, like in any other martial universe, cultivators could fly in the air when they had become strong enough.

And that was at Wing Realm.

Wing Realm was one realm above Talon Realm and two realms above Fang Realm.

Fang Realm was a realm where cultivators learned how to use their Theríon and train their bloodline using it to fight in the battle. In other words, they had to learn how to grow and bear their "fangs" at the enemies. Fang Realm was divided into ten ranks and had the title [Fighter], so everyone in Fang Realm would be between One Fang Fighter to Ten Fangs Fighter.

Talon Realm was a realm where cultivators began to borrow the natural energy from the earth, transformed it to Theríon, and used it in battle. In other words, they had to learn how to use their "talons" to grab and absorb energies from the earth. Talon Realm was divided into four ranks and had the title [Warrior], so everyone in Talon Realm would be between One Talon Warrior to Four Talons Warrior.

Wing Realm was a realm where cultivators used their Theríon to communicate with the air around them, which allowed them to walk, float, and fly in the air as if they had "wings." Wing Realm was divided into eight ranks and had the title [Master], so everyone in Wing Realm would be between One Wing Master to Eight Wings Master.

Climbing each rank required experience, hard work, comprehension, talent, and determination. Lacking one would result in stagnation in their cultivation, making them advance slower than others.

Alas, in any place, money could buy a shortcut to anything.

A cultivator with a richer background could very well do better than those without because they had the support of cultivation resources from their family. As a result, these sects or clans had more potential to produce Talon Warriors or even Wing Masters.

As for those normal families, they would have little to no hope of producing one Talon Warrior in even ten or more generations. That was why even though Divine Bird City's population numbered up to hundreds of thousands, the amount of Wing Masters within the city could be counted by one's fingers.

Thus, the school wall was considered impregnable to most. For commoners and normal cultivators in this city, the only way in and out of Peacock School was at the school gate.

But before anyone could enter, there would be a tight screen at the gate where everyone had to be thoroughly checked.

Currently, the city guard captain and his men who were transporting Mei Yue'er on an emergency stretcher along with Feng Luotian and Sun Wuji were at the school gate.

Fortunately, with their status, authority, and familiarity of each member in the group, there was no need to get in line for screening. Particularly when the leading staff at the gate saw the girl on the stretcher, he quickly gave a pass to their entries.

Peacock School was run by Mei Clan.

Mei Yue'er's father was the clan's current chief, which meant that her father was also the headmaster of the school. Therefore, there was no need for them to do any check as they obviously entered the school on Mei Clan's matter.

They entered the school and directly headed towards Alchemy Center, which was located two alleys before Peacock Pavilion.

Alchemy Center was one of the school's facilities where cultivators were specifically proficient in medical knowledge and making pills. Here was where they sold various pills for cultivators and cured the patients of any disease or injury. It could literally be considered a hospital for Peacock School.

When they were about to enter Alchemy Center, a group of people was walking out of the place.

Once the leader of the group noticed Feng Luotian, he jabbed: "Oh? Isn't this an almighty God's Cripple Son? How may I be of service today?"

The leader gave out a smirk after he delivered what he thought would be the most sarcastic remark of all. His men also followed suit and laughed at Feng Luotian disdainfully.

The leader was a chubby youth. His overall appearance gave off an air of a young master from an extremely rich family: fine clothes, shining accessories, along with an exquisite sword hanging on his waist whilst emitting a powerful aura.

After the leader spotted a beauty on the stretcher, he changed his expression and moved to her side: "Hmm? Yue'er? What happened? Why is my Yue'er unconscious? Feng Luotian, did you do this to her?!"

Actually, this chubby youth already knew that there was nothing serious about her well-being, but he wanted to put the blame on Feng Luotian, so he overly acted out a bit.

"Your Yue'er? When did she become one of yours, Mei Hongli?" Sun Wuji commented.

The chubby group leader's name was Mei Hongli. He was a son of Mei Clan's Second Elder, two years older than Mei Yue'er, and also one of her pursuers.

Currently, Mei Hongli was a Seven Fangs Fighter, but not that he was talented nor hardworking. This was one of those cultivators who cultivated using nothing but money.

Alchemy Center was managed by the so-called Second Elder. Every cultivator needed pills and medication to survive and advance in their cultivations. So, the money went through here was even more than the city lord's office. As a son of this Alchemy Center's manager, Mei Hongli indeed had more gold in his pocket than others.

Feng Luotian completely ignored Mei Hongli's taunt and cupped his hands to the city guard captain and his men: "Captain Wen, please go ahead and tend to Yue'er. After we finish here, we will go to Peacock Pavilion and report the incident to Uncle Mei."

"Alright, but will you be alright?" The city guard captain gave a side glance to Mei Hongli, then back to Feng Luotian.

"Thank you for worrying about me. It will be just a small dispute. Everything will be fine." Feng Luotian smilingly gave another salute of clasping hands.

The city guard captain nodded: "Since you said it, we will be on our way." After that, the city guards took off, carrying Mei Yue'er into the building.

Mei Hongli became a little irritated when he was ignored. And when his men noticed that their leader's mood had been stirred, one of them shouted out: "Feng Luotian!! Young Master Hongli asked if you were the one who hurt Goddess Mei. Just speak the truth and admit it!!"

Now that Mei Yue'er had been taken care of, Feng Luotian turned his attention to their group. He sympathetically let out a sigh: "I really pity all of you for having no brains."

"What did you just say?!"

"Yeah, what do you mean by that?!"

"Yeah, I dare you say that again!!"

The one who shouted earlier instantly became angry with Feng Luotian's words, then other Mei Hongli's men asked in a wave, like an echo.

Feng Luotian calmly answered with a hidden mockery in his words: "What? Do I have to explain that to you all? Okay, kids, listen to my question carefully. How could I, a cripple, be able to hurt Yue'er, someone who was a mid-stage Fang Fighter? Please enlighten me with a reasonable and sound answer."

"…" Mei Hongli's men only gave each other a glance, but no answer was coming out.

"See? If there is no way, then I did not do it." Feng Luotian concluded.

"No!! She was hurt because she is together with you. That's the cause behind all of this. You are nothing more than bad luck to her." Mei Hongli could not think of any way to put the blame on Feng Luotian either, so he barked out whatever came first from his brain.

Sun Wuji rolled his eyes: "Brother Feng being bad luck? That's your reasonable answer? Did you even use your brain before you speak?"

"You!! Anyway, Feng Luotian, you should stay away from Yue'er, so she won't be hurt anymore!!" Mei Hongli felt offended, then retorted.

"And why would I do as you say, Mei Hongli? I think you should mind your own business. You failed Peacock School's entrance exam for two years, giving your father two slaps to his face. If you fail again this year, I imagine your father will no longer have any face to continue being the school's elder." Feng Luotian advised.