The Lunatic Merciful person

After exiting the Hongtian Sect, Wei Yutian and Wei Tian continued to fly towards the southeast direction. On the way, Fu Donghao and Wei Tian continued to play like children.

"What's the matter with you?" Wei Yutian asked.

"It's nothing. Master, if you also leave me one day, will you come find me?" When he was young, he had always been at TongHui Tang. At that time, his master Fan Tianlang had always been obedient to him, playing around like he was just now, and taught him a lot of skills.

The master in front of him, although he did not teach him kung fu, had taught him not only to kill, but also to teach his entire country, and even let him obtain the entire set of Heavenly Wolf God Fist.

When Wei Yutian heard it, he also gradually became a little sad.

"Master, what's wrong with you now?" Seeing Wei Yutian like that, Fu Donghao quickly stopped feeling sad.

"I am looking for a spirit soul now. You said that you would take me to look for one." In Wei Yutian's current mind, Mu Lingling was the person closest to him, but he had already been away from Mu Lingling for close to five months, yet there was still no news about him.

Fu Donghao was speechless for a moment. He had indeed promised his master, and now that he had failed, what else could he say.

Without any clues, Fu Donghao was actually somewhat powerless. Back then, when he was shocked by Wei Yutian's power, he was still a little deceived with him. Now that he thought about it, Fu Donghao felt really guilty.

After a moment of silence, Wei Yutian said, "I will definitely find the spirit soul."

With that, his expression suddenly became clear, and those who held hopes in their hearts would probably always be as bright as he was.

Seeing Wei Yutian relax, Fu Donghao also let out a long sigh of relief. In his heart, he admired Wei Yutian's freedom even more.

The two flew for more than four hours, and since they were both hungry, they found a small town to stop.

"What would you like to eat, Master?" Fu Donghao asked.

"Delicious!" Wei Yutian had reached that level.

Fu Donghao was speechless, but he was also used to it. How could his master know what dishes to eat?

Just as the two were crazily eating without regard for anyone's eyes, Wei Yutian suddenly stopped.

"I heard someone saying 'spirit', I heard someone saying 'spirit'!" Wei Yutian was excited and excited at the same time.

Thus, he put down the food in his hands and suddenly flew out from the inn. His speed completely stunned the people in the inn.

After Fu Donghao placed a silver ingot down, he immediately chased after the shadow. He only saw the direction that the shadow disappeared in, and in his anxiousness, he flew towards the direction that the shadow disappeared to.

Wei Yutian immediately flew to an open-air hawker stand at the east side of town.

The hawker was cooking noodles at two or three tables with five or six customers. There were two customers with swords on their backs. One could tell that they were people of the martial arts world, and they were disciples of some big sects. From the way they were dressed, one could tell that they weren't that bad.

Wei Yutian's sudden appearance caused everyone to jump in fright. They thought that some demon or god had suddenly changed direction and fled in all directions due to fright. They even screamed in fear, but after escaping, they all quieted down, as they still did not know what would happen to Wei Yutian.

Since they appeared in front of the two martial artists, the two martial artists were so scared that they sat motionlessly on their seats, their bodies covered with cold sweat.

"You just said the spirit soul, where is the spirit soul?" Wei Yutian asked anxiously.

The two martial artists gradually calmed down. In broad daylight, there was no such demon.

"This, this, hero, you are from the Divine Phoenix Mountain Manor?" one of them asked.

Wei Yutian was completely focused on the word 'spirit', how could he hear anything else.

"Where are the spirits? I heard you say that she met with danger?" Wei Yutian asked once again.

The two martial artists looked at each other, then at Wei Yutian, their hearts were unsettled, and they even swallowed their saliva.

"Yes, yes!" "Yes," one of them said.

"Bring me there!" In his desperation, Wei Yutian actually didn't behave like a child.

The two did not dare delay, and immediately stood up and started walking towards the east. Wei Yutian felt that it was too slow, and immediately flew away with the two of them. Their speed was too fast, and it seemed as if they were about to scatter.

Just as he flew away, Fu Donghao caught up with the stall, but Wei Yutian was already nowhere to be seen.

After Wei Yutian left, the people around came out trembling in fear.

Fu Donghao quickly found the owner of the stall and asked, "Did an extremely handsome Young man appear just now? Where are they now?"

The stall owner looked at Fu Donghao awkwardly and said: "That man brought my two guests and disappeared towards the east."

Fu Donghao hurriedly turned around and flew towards the east as well. He hoped that he could catch up when Wei Yutian stopped.

"Oh my god, how dare he cause trouble for the demons in broad daylight."

"What monster? He really doesn't know anything. This is clearly a martial arts expert!"

After Wei Yutian and the others left, the people started a heated discussion.

"Great Hero, slow down. I can't determine the direction just because it's too fast."

The two of them had never seen an expert like Wei Yutian before.

Hearing others say this, Wei Yutian slowed down.

"Right on that mountain peak." The two of them did not expect their speed to be so fast, and in half an hour, they arrived at the mountain range where the Divine Phoenix Mountain Manor was.

After hearing the exact location of the spirit souls, Wei Yutian immediately placed the two of them on the ground using his internal energy before flying over alone. His eyes had already captured the sight of a manor towering over a tall mountain. Furthermore, there were two groups of people facing off against each other.

His ears were filled with information about their spirits.

How could Fu Donghao catch up? After chasing for a hundred miles, it was already completely difficult to determine where Wei Yutian's specific direction was.

"Master, you really did leave me. Will you come and find me?" Fu Donghao roared towards the sky, the endless grief in his heart rising. He felt that he was destined to be a lonely person, no matter who he was with, they would all leave him in the end.

from Fu Lianwei, Fan Tianlang, to his foster father, and now his master Si Mu, every single one of them were like this. He had lived for nearly thirty years, yet there was not a single person by his side, let alone a family.

"This damned chaotic world, just how are you going to torture me!"

Fu Donghao cried. He had cried twice before, but every time, his heart would be different.

The first time was the pain of losing his home, and the second time was because he felt that his fate was very rough. This time was because he hated war to the extreme, and he was even more anxious to return peace to the world.

However, his martial arts were not powerful enough to shake the world, and his power was all alone. How could he fulfill his own wish?

In a few breaths of time, Wei Yutian arrived at the Divine Phoenix Mountain Manor, standing on top of the two lines of people. He looked like a god, with his unperturbed gaze looking down, and felt deeply uneasy upon hearing's arrival.

"Where is the spirit soul?" Wei Yutian coldly asked while standing in the air.

The two groups stood in confrontation, one of them was dressed exactly the same as the two that Wei Yutian had grabbed earlier.

Hearing Wei Yutian's question, no one dared to answer, people who could stand in the air with their inner force must be cultivators, and they would not even know if Wei Yutian was an enemy or a friend, how could they dare to answer?

"Where is the spirit soul? I have to go save her." Seeing that no one replied, Wei Yutian asked loudly again, just that this time, the voice obviously contained a strong Qi.

Everyone quickly covered their ears with their Qi, but their minds were still disturbed by the Qi in Wei Yutian's voice.

When the sound faded away, other than a few experts in martial arts, the rest of them had already collapsed to the ground, seemingly at a loss of what to do.

One of the middle aged experts who looked kind and amiable, upon hearing Wei Yutian's words, seemed to be relieved, and thought to himself: "When did my spirit soul ever know of such a godlike existence, and how handsome is this person? If Zi Lai Palace knew that there is such a man in the spirit soul, how could he dare to come and snatch him away?"

Thinking about this, a friendly looking middle-aged man stepped forward and said: "I wonder what kind of relationship this master has with my spirit soul. Today, Zi Lai Palace has sent so many people to snatch it."

When the people of Zi Lai Palace heard this, they knew that the other party was trying to borrow the experts in front of them to stop them from taking away the woman that Young Lord had set their eyes on.

"I am not an expert, I am Si Mu, and my spirit soul is mine. No one can steal it away from me." How could Wei Yutian not know what the expert was referring to? When he heard that someone was trying to steal the spirit essences, how could he not be anxious?

When Wei Yutian said this, it caused a huge misunderstanding, making some people at the scene happy while others worried.

The good-looking middle-aged man was beaming with joy. The man in front of him, other than having a lax gaze, had an unfathomable cultivation base at such a young age. Moreover, he was dressed in embroidered luxurious clothes, was a rich man with peerless beauty, and spoke with such a domineering manner that he was simply an impeccable son-in-law.

Not only were they afraid of the man in front of them being powerful, they also afraid that if they went back, they would not be able to account for the Young Lord who was like a demon in a foreign land, and they would be punished by the staff.