The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 237: Journey to the North

Zhong Wuyan watched a group of descendants retreat and sighed, "With your limited abilities, if Qian'er hadn't been doing this for my sake, she would have dealt with you all in a minute." Zhong Qiaoli walked out with Feng'er and said, "Aunt, are you just going to let them go? They are getting bolder and bolder." Zhong Wuyan said, "Go and deal with those gossipers first. Then inform the whole clan, if anyone can't control their mouths or servants, I'll take care of it!"

After Zhong Wuyan dealt with the family affairs, she went back to continue healing. After two days of travel, Pan Chengfeng and Qian'er also returned to the Zhong family. As soon as they entered the house, Qing'er reported the family affairs of the past few days to Pan Chengfeng and Qian'er. Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Aunt Zhong is still very capable. It only took a few days to deal with those people." Qian'er smiled and said, "In the past, the Zhong family relied on Aunt Zhong for support. Without some means, how could she manage such a large family." Pan Chengfeng thought about it and asked, "When will your family meeting start?" Qian'er said, "Next month, it will take more than ten days."

Pan Chengfeng said, "It's too late for me. I have to do things first. Can you handle it by yourself?" Qian'er laughed disdainfully, "As long as Aunt Zhong doesn't interfere, I can easily deal with those pieces of stuff." Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Yes, you have been in charge of the Zhong family for so many years, I'm just worrying about nothing. Let's go to Aunt Zhong to pay our respects and say goodbye to her. I have to go on a mission, and this mission is very important to me. I need sect points now~" Qian'er said reluctantly, "Can't you stay a few more days?" Looking at Qian'er's pretty face, Pan Chengfeng suddenly pinched her chin and kissed her.

After a long while, the two separated. Pan Chengfeng hugged Qian'er and said, "I also want to stay for a few more days, but time is running out. Senior Brother Mou has helped a lot, so it's not good to ask him to help again. It will take me a long time just to travel, and I have to leave tomorrow at the latest." Qian'er's pretty face flushed, and she said softly, "Then let's go find Aunt Zhong. I don't know how badly Aunt Zhong is injured. I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I'm worried." Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Unless Senior Brother Mou's Shuiyun Pill is fake, Aunt Zhong should be alive and kicking now." Qian'er said angrily, "What nonsense!"

The two came to Aunt Zhong's training room. Seeing the head of the family coming, Zhong Qiaoli hurriedly stood up and saluted, saying, "Greetings to the head of the family, Master Pan." Qian'er smiled and said, "Sister Qiaoli, no need to be polite. How is Aunt Zhong's injury?" Zhong Qiaoli saluted Pan Chengfeng and said, "Thanks to Master Pan's elixir, Aunt Zhong is fine. She has been regulating her breathing these days to prevent the injury from recurring." Qian'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. We want to see Aunt Zhong. You go and report it."

After a while, Aunt Zhong came out and saw that the two were unharmed. She said with relief, "It seems that everything went smoothly. Was the Seven Stars Academy destroyed?" Qian'er stepped forward and took Aunt Zhong's arm and said with a smile, "Well, there is no Seven Stars Academy now. There is only the Licheng branch of the White Egret Academy." Aunt Zhong smiled and said, "Good! The Seven Stars Academy has caused trouble for our Zhong family many times. This time it is completely resolved. I have to thank Chengfeng~" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Aunt Zhong~ We are a family and don't talk behind each other's backs. In fact, I should have destroyed the Seven Stars Academy long ago, so that Aunt Zhong would not be injured."

Qian'er also said shyly: "Aunt Zhong, you don't have to thank him, he had a great time. By the way, we also brought back ten outstanding teachers. We plan to open our own school in the family and select outstanding children in the family to enroll." Aunt Zhong's eyes lit up and said happily: "That's great, you are so thoughtful. In fact, I wanted to do this a long time ago, but the family didn't have the conditions at that time. Now I can finally get what I want. Does Qian'er have any specific ideas?" Qian'er said: "It's just some preliminary ideas, Aunt Zhong, are you willing to listen?"

Aunt Zhong patted Qian'er's hand and said, "Hurry up and tell me. I'm all ears." Qian'er said, "What I mean is that the school will temporarily set a quota of 500, and then allocate a certain number of quotas to each branch, allowing them to select outstanding foundation-building disciples to enroll every year. As for the main branch, it will be up to the head of each family to decide who will get the quota. The disciples who enroll will receive the best treatment, and the family will directly use them after graduation." Aunt Zhong nodded and said, "It's about the same as I expected. Let the people below decide the details, and we just need to keep an eye on it."

Pan Chengfeng bowed and said, "Aunt Zhong, I'm here to say goodbye. I still have a sect mission to complete." Aunt Zhong said in surprise, "In that case, I can't force you to stay. Sect matters are important. When are you leaving?" Pan Chengfeng glanced at Qian'er and whispered, "Leave tomorrow morning... Aunt Zhong, let Qian'er talk to me in the evening. I guess I won't be back for another year or two this time." Aunt Zhong looked at Qian'er, whose face was slightly red, and smiled, "Am I such an unkind person? Qian'er, go~" Seeing the two leave, Aunt Zhong thought to herself, "He's a good man. Qian'er is blessed~"

The next day, Pan Chengfeng said goodbye to the Zhong family and set off alone. Pan Chengfeng was flying in the sky with his sword, and suddenly stopped, looking in one direction and asked: "Brother, am I going directly to the North Country? Not to the Yue Country?" Brother Mou's figure gradually appeared, and he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother, can you tell me how you found me? Otherwise, I really think there is something wrong with my concealment spell." Pan Chengfeng said cheerfully: "I don't know how to explain it, brother, just know that my spiritual sense is special."

Mou Xuyou also knew that it was someone else's privacy, so it was not good to ask too much, so he replied: "Well, that person was in Yue Country before, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly ran to the North Country. You keep flying in this direction to the North Country, and I will tell you when you are close to the target." Pan Chengfeng asked doubtfully: "Did he feel that I was going to take his head in exchange for points, so he ran away in a hurry?" Mou Xuyou was also uncertain: "Some people have strong souls and are very sensitive to danger. They can sense the coming of danger in advance. But this person is practicing evil skills. Generally, people who practice evil skills have very ordinary qualifications."

Pan Chengfeng asked in confusion: "Strong soul?" Mou Xuyou said: "Yes, if the soul is strong, the spirit will also be strong. If the spirit is strong, the soul may not be strong. However, no matter which one it is, these people are all born with natural talents, and they are good seedlings that all major sects are vying for, because the soul and spirit can only be cultivated and strengthened when they reach the fusion realm. Therefore, it is unlikely that the evil cultivator sensed the danger in advance and ran away." Pan Chengfeng touched his chin and said: "If he didn't sense the danger in advance and ran away, then he had to run to the North Country for something?" Mou Xuyou smiled and said: "No matter what the situation, Junior Brother, you should go to the North Country first. At your speed, it will take at least ten days and half a month to get there. Don't let that guy run away again by then."

Pan Chengfeng thought about it and decided to follow him. Just as Pan Chengfeng was about to leave, Mou Xuyou suddenly said, "Brother, you'd better change into the sect's uniforms. It should save you a lot of trouble on the road. Otherwise, it will take a lot of time." Pan Chengfeng slapped his head and said, "That's right. Now that we've put on this tiger skin, who dares to ask questions?"

So Pan Chengfeng changed into the clothes of a direct disciple and put on his identity badge. He disappeared in a flash. Mou Xuyou shook his head and said, "This junior brother still needs to go out and gain more experience." Following Pan Chengfeng, Mou Xuyou continued to hide. Pan Chengfeng did not take a detour along the way. He flew past everyone he met with a very arrogant look. Even when he arrived at the gate of the mountain, he did not get off and walked, but flew past directly. Many people wanted to catch up with him and beat him up. How dare you be so arrogant! But when they saw that he was wearing the clothes of the Yu Lei Sect, they could only suppress their anger. The Yu Lei Sect is the number one sect in Dongzhou. Isn't it normal for them to walk sideways?

Mou Xuyou followed behind and wanted to remind Pan Chengfeng several times along the way, but then he thought better of it and just said to himself, "I really regret letting him change into the sect uniform." Originally, he wanted others to give face to the Yu Lei Sect and make it convenient. Now it has become "Yu Lei Sect is in charge, and idlers stay away." It's a bit arrogant. The Yu Lei Sect is truly the number one sect in Dongzhou, but disciples never bully others or act recklessly when they go out. The elders of the sect also often teach them to be humble and polite. Mou Xuyou just treats this junior brother as a new member who doesn't know the rules, and will teach him well later.

After more than ten days of traveling, Pan Chengfeng finally arrived in the North. The endless whiteness made Pan Chengfeng suddenly want to compose a poem, and he shouted: "The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, that, that, that... It seems that the following part is not suitable for the scene." Mu Xuyou heard the beginning and was still waiting for the next good sentence from his junior brother, but suddenly he only heard "that, that." He said disappointedly: "Junior brother, why is there nothing else next?" Pan Chengfeng scratched his head and said: "Poetic nature comes and goes as it pleases, and I can't stop it. Let's not talk about this. Senior brother, please quickly sense it, is that guy still in the North?"

Mou Xuyou said, "Yes, but not on this side of the border. We have to go north, and it is still some distance away from us." Pan Chengfeng asked, "Is he moving, or is he no longer moving?" Mou Xuyou said, "He has stayed in one place for several days without moving. Let's catch up with him and don't let him run away again." Pan Chengfeng nodded, not daring to delay, and continued on his journey.

In the Snow City of the Northern Kingdom, the Ou brothers bowed to Xin'er and said, "Uncle Master, our mission has been completed. Why do we have to keep chasing this evil cultivator? We will return to the sect and hand in the mission. Someone from the sect will naturally come to kill him." Xin'er's eyes were red, and she said stubbornly, "No! I must kill this beast with my own hands! The longer he lives, the more uncomfortable I will feel!" Xiao Wei rubbed his big head against Xin'er's face and whimpered, as if comforting or blaming himself. Xin'er touched Xiao Wei's big head and said, "Don't blame you! It was because my cultivation was not good enough that he ran away! This time I must kill him!" Xiao Wei whimpered a little weakly.