After sending Qin Shuang and her companions back to the academy, Luo Feng headed straight to Qingfeng Town.

It was already nearing dusk, but the streets of Qingfeng Town were still bustling with people, mostly students from various academies. There were also many powerfully-built Martial Artists in martial attire, some of whom Luo Feng couldn't gauge, who were likely in the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

Luo Feng followed his memory, confidently moving towards the Medicine Ding Store.

Upon reaching the street where the Medicine Ding Store was located, Luo Feng frowned.

The store was packed full of people, and there was even a line forming outside.

So many people…

Luo Feng found it somewhat strange. The Medicine Ding Store's business had always been good, but it had never been this exaggerated.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng went to the end of the line and waited his turn.

Just then, three young men walked up and lined up behind Luo Feng. One of them looked at the long line, frowned, and said, "There are so many people."

A young man dressed in blue clothes beside him laughed and said, "June is coming, which leaves only three months until the Twelve Golden Palaces' examination period. Everyone probably wants to give it their last shot."

Listening to their conversation, Luo Feng's expression flickered slightly as he suddenly understood why there were so many Martial Artists buying Spiritual Medicines.

It was already March, and the Twelve Golden Palaces examination was on the first of June, leaving less than three months.

Such an important matter, and I actually forgot.

Luo Feng inwardly chuckled bitterly. Recently, he had been preoccupied with thoughts of seeking revenge against the Duanmu Family and had neglected everything else.

Suddenly, the young man standing behind Luo Feng asked, "Does anyone know what the content of this year's Twelve Golden Palaces examination will be?"

The young man in blue shook his head. "The content of the Twelve Golden Palaces examination changes every year. Guessing is of no use. However, the number of new disciples the Twelve Golden Palaces recruit each year is limited, and there are so many outstanding young talents this year. It will probably be even more difficult to get in."

"There are only three months left; I've decided to go into secluded cultivation. This year, I must enter the Twelve Golden Palaces!" the young man standing behind Luo Feng declared, determination shining in his eyes.

The first young man who had spoken laughed. "Brother Li, your cultivation is already at the peak of the Seventh Stage Essence Storage Realm. Entering the Twelve Golden Palaces should be a cakewalk for you, right?"

The young man standing behind Luo Feng frowned and shook his head. "We can't be overconfident. The Twelve Golden Palaces' examination isn't that simple. Martial Artists of even the Eighth Stage Hell Realm and Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm might get eliminated. Two years ago, the Dark Cloud Sword Wu Shan from Red Maple Ridge, despite being at the peak of the Eighth Stage Hell Realm and a recognized young master-level talent, was eliminated in the exam."

Luo Feng listened to their conversation, nodded slightly, and recalled what he knew about the Dark Cloud Sword Wu Shan.

Dark Cloud Sword Wu Shan, sixteen years old, was a famous sword master from Red Maple Ridge. His Fast Sword technique could instantaneously split a single raindrop into eighteen parts. Two years ago, everyone thought he would pass the Twelve Golden Palaces examination with ease. However, it was a shock to everyone when he was eliminated; his cultivation was crippled, and he became an invalid.

This incident had caused quite a sensation, and Luo Feng had heard about it.

It seems that after settling the Duanmu Family matter, I must also start preparing for the Twelve Golden Palaces examination.

Luo Feng thought to himself. Although his cultivation was already in the mid-stage of the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm, it was rumored that the Twelve Golden Palaces examination would involve actual combat. Therefore, anything could happen, and it would be wise to be cautious.

"My young master wants to enter the Medicine Ding Store! All of you, get out of the way!"

As Luo Feng was contemplating the Twelve Golden Palaces examination, a shout suddenly bellowed from the street behind him.

Many people turned to look. From down the street, a group of tall Martial Artists escorting two young men was approaching with an imposing air. The faces of the surrounding pedestrians showed fear.

"These people are too arrogant! Not only do they refuse to queue, but they're also so overbearing," the young man standing behind Luo Feng saw the two young men surrounded by their retinue and frowned slightly as he muttered.

The young man in blue's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly warned, "Keep your voice down! See those two up front? The one in blue clothes is the Fang Family's young master, Fang Lin, and the one in green clothes beside him is the Li Family's young master, Li Lu. Both the Fang and Li Families are major clans within a hundred li of Qingfeng Town, and both of these young men have cultivation at the Eighth Stage Hell Realm. Don't offend them."

The young man who had spoken initially showed a hint of alarm on his face but muttered defiantly, "I just can't stand their arrogance."

Hearing the commotion, Luo Feng also glanced back. His gaze fell on the two young men who were surrounded by their entourage like the moon surrounded by stars. His eyebrows twitched slightly; the young man on the left was Fang Lin, whom he had encountered previously.

Fang Lin walked at the front of their group, his gaze arrogant and his expression disdainful, showing no signs of his earlier panicked escape.

The group headed straight towards the Medicine Ding Store, swaggering arrogantly.

Although those queuing were extremely unwilling, they feared the power of the two families and could only reluctantly make way.

"Cutting the line! Do people from large families think they're so special?!" a young Martial Artist, forced to step aside, couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

The young man in green clothes leading the group suddenly stopped. "Hm?" His hawk-like, sharp eyes fixed on the young man who had spoken, exuding a murderous aura as he asked coldly, "What did you say? Say it again!"

Enveloped by the green-clothed young man's gaze, the young Martial Artist's body trembled. He hurriedly shook his head. "I-I didn't say anything."

A savage grin touched the corner of the green-clothed young man's mouth. "Is that so?"

BOOM!

Just as the young Martial Artist breathed a sigh of relief, the youth in green, without any warning, abruptly struck out with his palm.

The young Martial Artist, caught completely off guard, was viciously struck by the Palm Gang. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying over ten meters, fainting instantly.

The pupils of the onlookers contracted, and they all sucked in a sharp breath. This youth in green was truly ruthless, grievously injuring someone over a single disagreement!

The young man standing behind Luo Feng said indignantly, "That's outrageous! How could he injure someone without reason!"

The youth in blue, knowing his companion's straightforward nature, gave a bitter smile. "Just bear with it. Might makes right in this case. We can't contend with him."

The youth in green glanced at the unconscious young man on the ground, then swept his gaze over the crowd and sneered, "I, Li Lu, am cutting the line. So what? What can any of you do about it? If anyone has an objection, feel free to step forward!"

Fang Lin, standing beside him, also wore a cold smirk.

As Li Lu's gaze swept across the crowd, anyone who met his eyes showed fear and dared not look back at him.

The three young Martial Artists in front of Luo Feng were filled with indignation, their faces somewhat pale with suppressed anger, but they managed to restrain themselves and remained silent.

The Li Family was a prominent clan within a hundred li of Qingfeng Town, and Li Lu was an expert at the late-stage Eighth Stage Hell Realm. Stepping out now would be asking for trouble.

"A bunch of trash!"

Li Lu scanned the crowd. Seeing no one dared to step forward, he gave a cold, sinister smile and started walking towards the Medicine Ding Store. The queue of people immediately parted to let him through.

In a moment, Li Lu and his group reached Luo Feng. The three people in front of Luo Feng gritted their teeth and also stepped aside. Only Luo Feng remained standing in place, not moving an inch.

"Hm?"

The people on the street immediately noticed this unexpected scene. All eyes turned to Luo Feng in astonishment. After witnessing what happened to the young Martial Artist who had complained, someone still dared not to make way for Li Lu!

Li Lu's eyebrows knitted together tightly. In front of so many people, someone actually dared to disrespect him!

A chilling glint filled his eyes. Li Lu stared coldly at Luo Feng, his body exuding killing intent, and said in a low voice, "Kid, I'll give you one chance. Kneel, apologize, and then get out of my sight! If you do, I'll spare you today!"

The Li Family Martial Artists beside him revealed savage grins, eying Luo Feng with malicious interest.

"Kid, quickly kneel and apologize to our young master, and he might spare your worthless life!"

"That's right! Daring to block our young master's path? You're courting death!"

Several Li Family Martial Artists sneered coldly.

The bystanders watching Luo Feng secretly shook their heads. They admired his courage, but such reckless behavior—like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—made them sigh in pity for him.

In stark contrast to the Li Family Martial Artists, the few Fang Family guards present had extremely grim expressions from the moment they saw Luo Feng; a deep apprehension was even visible in their eyes.

It's him…

Fang Lin looked at Luo Feng and swallowed hard. He was about to advise Li Lu, but then he recalled his own previous humiliation. A sense of imbalance surged in his heart, so he closed his mouth and stood quietly to the side.

Luo Feng's expression was cold and indifferent as he swept a casual glance over Li Lu.

"Scram."

HISS!

A sharp intake of breath echoed through the street. The crowd stared at Luo Feng, shocked beyond belief.

This person not only refused to make way for Li Lu but had even dared to tell him to scram!

The crowd could hardly believe their ears.

"Who is this person, daring to speak to Li Lu like that? Could he have some powerful backing?" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"He's completely enraged Li Lu now. I'm afraid this won't end well for him."

"Indeed. Li Lu may be arrogant, but he has the capital to be so. Not yet eighteen, he's already an expert at the late-stage Eighth Stage Hell Realm—truly outstanding. This young man is extraordinarily brave, but he has offended someone he shouldn't have."

Gazing at Luo Feng, the crowd murmured in low voices, shaking their heads with expressions of pity.

Li Lu's eyes were shot with thick, bloodshot veins. He stared fixedly at Luo Feng, his expression grim. "You're arrogant, kid! Let's see just how capable you really are!"

BOOM!

As his words fell, Li Lu's face contorted with savagery, and he launched a palm strike through the air.

A cold wind suddenly gusted through the entire street. Within a hundred paces, sand and stones were whipped into the air. His Palm Gang transformed into a green tornado, sweeping towards Luo Feng and gouging a terrifying scar into the street.

This was the Qing Xuan Palm, the Martial Art Li Lu cultivated. It was an Inferior Profound Level skill. Once executed, the Gang Qi would form a cyclone, cutting like a myriad of blades. If it struck a person, it could instantly shred them to pieces. It was not to be underestimated.

WHOOSH!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the green tornado, nearly two men tall, reached Luo Feng in the blink of an eye. The sand and stones flying within the whirlwind produced sharp clanging sounds, like the clash of swords and halberds, its might immense.

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