Chapter 273: The Initial Flap of the Kunpeng

"Hmph, Zhang Zhiliang. I will settle the score with you sooner or later," a hint of fierceness and jealousy flashed in Ye Feipeng's eyes.

"This world has many variables, and there may be some differences from my experiences in the previous life."

"But I'm sure Zhang Zhiliang will never give up the opportunity to hunt for the essence of heaven and earth after reaching the Nascent Soul stage. After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage and gaining the strength to formally participate in the competition, his desire for enlightenment should be even stronger."

The chubby man analyzed to himself.

"If in the previous life he was just assisting as a master of formations."

"Now, in this life, Zhang Zhiliang has become the main force in the hunt."

"Well... let me think. If possible, he might even secretly hide his strength. Observing the battle between the Nascent Soul cultivators and the Scarlet Flame, he will wait until both sides are heavily injured before taking action to reap the benefits. He might even reserve some strength to guard against me if I escape without a trace..."

Ye Feipeng's expression fluctuated.

To be honest, he still hesitated about whether to participate in the upcoming major event of the Scarlet Flame Sea.

After all, now that he has awakened the Kunpeng inheritance, coupled with the assistance of the Canghai Pearl and the dual cultivation of the Green Wind True Intent, he is much stronger than the majority of cultivators. Even compared to some outstanding talents, he won't be much weaker.

Even if he gives up the opportunity to use the Scarlet Flame for enlightenment, relying on his own cultivation, there is a high probability of reaching the Nascent Soul or even Nascent Divinity stage.

Why take such a big risk and choose to compete among a group of Nascent Soul cultivators?

If it succeeds, that's good, but if it fails...

Ye Feipeng's face twitched.

"But... this is enlightenment."

"If I miss this opportunity, I may never have such a good chance again in the future."

He couldn't help but think like this.

In his memory from the previous life, after Zhang Haobo's enlightenment, the scene of overlooking all beings with oppressive might appeared before him again.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Canghai Pearl..."

Subconsciously touching his stomach, the chubby man's face became entangled.

"Let me think about it a little more..."

"Let's go back to the deserted island first and see how Xiao Heng and the others are doing."

Retracting the wings behind him, Ye Feipeng quietly returned to the location where the others were in the Void Realm.

The chubby man, missing for several years, appeared again, and Xiao Heng and the others were naturally overjoyed.

After some inquiries, they learned that it was indeed the work of the Wanxian Alliance, and everyone cursed vehemently.

Su Changyu, on the other hand, frowned and asked, "Feipeng, did you expose your identity as a 'Resurrected Immortal'? Otherwise, for no reason, why would others make things difficult for you as a rogue cultivator?"

Ye Feipeng was initially stunned, then immediately complained, "It's all because that Wanxian Alliance formation master was too overbearing. I just took a distant look at his promotion scene, and without saying a word, he wanted to kill me."

"If I hadn't run fast, I wouldn't have seen you all again."

Su Changyu looked at the chubby man, nodded, and didn't say much.

"It seems that Senior Skull was right. The Wanxian Alliance is indeed arrogant and overbearing. Even looking from a distance is not allowed." The chubby man's words were in line with Xiao Heng's impression of the Wanxian Alliance. He believed Ye Feipeng's words.

Su Xiaomei, a small person with a big heart, had no good feelings toward Ye Feipeng. She joked, "It's okay, fatty. You obediently call me big sister, and I will avenge you in the future!"

"You slept for so long; you might not know that I have already reached the Foundation Establishment Perfection, and I am about to form my Nascent Soul."

Su Xiaomei put her hands on her hips and looked up at Ye Feipeng, full of pride.

The two sisters, Yin Yuetin and Yin Yuzhen, stood behind her, nodding continuously, as if they were loyal followers.

And Zhang Haobo stood aside, silently watching everyone without speaking.

"Big sister?"

Ye Feipeng sneered, "Su Xiaomei, don't you think that you are the only one who has made progress these years, right?"

"Otherwise, how about we compare?"

Su Xiaomei, who had a bad temper, was instantly provoked by Ye Feipeng's disdainful attitude.

"Let's fight! Who's afraid of who!"

As the words fell, the petite but explosively powerful fist whistled, about to smash into Ye Feipeng's face.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Feipeng didn't dodge or avoid, calmly extending his left and right hands to steadily catch the fist.

Everyone was surprised to see this.

Their impression of Ye Feipeng was still from several years ago when he relied on speed and constant movement to win.

They couldn't believe that in just a few short years, he could now go head-to-head with Su Xiaomei!

The attack was easily intercepted, and Su Xiaomei instantly erupted in anger.

Fists and feet were like the wind, continuously attacking Ye Feipeng.

Enhanced by her innate talent, as her accumulated anger grew, the power of each move continued to rise.

However, her face remained unusually calm.

On the other hand, as Ye Feipeng fought with Su Xiaomei, various images of past humiliations flashed through his mind.

His inner anger suddenly surged.

Although he knew this was the effect of Su Xiaomei's cultivation technique, "Six Desires without Form," Ye Feipeng didn't mind at this moment.

He intended to teach this little one a lesson.

Amidst the exclamations of the onlookers, Ye Feipeng activated "Startling Transformation of the Kunpeng."

Two brown wings suddenly unfolded, and his body instantly expanded. His speed and strength nearly doubled. Su Xiaomei, caught off guard, was punched and sent flying, crashing heavily into the sea.

"Little sister!"

Xiao Heng exclaimed.

However, before he could rush into the sea to find Su Xiaomei...

A red flame separated the seawater.

In an instant, it struck Ye Feipeng again.

The extremely hot energy erupted, distorting even the air with its intense heat.

The onlookers involuntarily stepped back.

"Little sister even used the Foundation Establishment miraculous item, 'Spirit Wrathful Fire.' It seems she is really angry." Yin Yuzhen stuck out her tongue and whispered.

Explosions continued to echo amid the sea of flames.

Faintly, one could see strands of green light blocking the red flames.

The battle between the two lasted for a long time.

Similar cultivation bases.

One had extraordinary talent, becoming stronger as her anger intensified, reaching a formidable eight times power at its peak.

The other had numerous fortuitous encounters, possessing both the Green Wind and Canghai dual Dao Foundations. With the Kunpeng bloodline inheritance and the eruption of secret techniques, his speed and strength were not inferior to Su Xiaomei.

For a time, the two of them fought fiercely, and even as night fell, there was no clear winner.

It was only under the persuasion of the onlookers that the fight came to a stop.

Both of them were dissatisfied, agreeing to continue the battle another day.

Xiao Heng also approached, full of curiosity, asking Ye Feipeng what had happened and how he suddenly became so strong.

Surrounded by everyone, Ye Feipeng couldn't help feeling a bit elated.

"Indeed, returning home with wealth is like going out in brocade."

He thought to himself.

The manifestation of the bloodline power was so obvious that there was nothing to hide.

So, he immediately shared the fact that he had awakened and inherited the essence of the Kunpeng's blood.

(End of this chapter)