Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

As the number one fortress of the Great Wei, on the direct battlefield with the Barbarian Clan... The army of the Profound Gate Pass had already gained a lot of advantages. However, Zhou Fengmiao, as the commander, seemed somewhat uneasy. He kept looking in a certain direction from time to time.    

Beside him, Zhou Fengmiao's deputy saw that the general was frowning and worried. Of course, he knew what the marshal was worried about at the moment, but there was nothing he could do.    

At this moment, a soldier rushed in from outside the door.    

"Reporting to the general, Marquis of Lo Capital is back. He said he wants to see you."    

The soldier respectfully said to Zhou Fengmiao, the man who guarded Profound Gate Pass like a god of war. He was the god in the hearts of all the soldiers in Profound Gate Pass. Even though Zhou Fengmiao was just sitting there calmly, in the eyes of the soldiers, Zhou Fengmiao's body was still shining brightly.    

This Military God used his own actions to gain the support of the entire Profound Gate Pass army. They had no other thoughts except respect for Zhou Fengmiao. To a True God like Zhou Fengmiao, they couldn't even feel jealous.    

Zhou Fengmiao, who was frowning, suddenly felt as if he had heard some great news. The expression on his face instantly turned radiant.    

He said to the soldier excitedly, "Really? Then what are we waiting for? Quickly let him in!"    

The soldier was stunned. This was the first time he had seen Zhou Fengmiao so emotionally unstable. As the commander of the Profound Gate Pass's army, Zhou Fengmiao had always been famous for not showing his emotions. No matter what kind of news came from the front, Zhou Fengmiao was very calm most of the time.    

But this time, because of Marquis of Lo Capital's arrival, Zhou Fengmiao was actually so strange. This also caused the name of Marquis of Lo Capital, Yang Xuan, to add a layer of mystery to the soldier's heart.    

Very soon, a young man who was worn out by the journey walked in from the outside of the tent and came in front of Zhou Fengmiao.    

"Greetings General. Yang Xuan did not fail the mission and completed the mission successfully."    

Zhou Fengmiao looked at Yang Xuan with a smile and raised his hand. "Get up and talk!"    

"Yes, thank you, General."    

Yang Xuan said and sat down beside the tent.    

After a night of running, Yang Xuan's short hair became messy under the strong wind. His clothes were also covered in dirt, making him look dirty and dirty.    

However, Zhou Fengmiao did not mind these things at all. He took another chair and came in front of Yang Xuan.    

Yang Xuan told him everything he had seen and heard in the black market, including the last part of the battle of wits and courage with Black Market Owner.    

"In other words, that red-robed man was killed by you?"    

Zhou Fengmiao was frightened after listening to Yang Xuan's narration. Although Yang Xuan's face was calm, he could still hear what kind of crisis Yang Xuan was in when he was facing Black Market Owner.    

"That's right. Although I didn't get the name list, I have already killed that man in red robe. I don't need to worry about someone stabbing me in the back in Profound Gate Pass."    

Yang Xuan said calmly, not feeling proud of his contribution at all.    

Zhou Fengmiao rubbed his chin with his fingers. After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and said, "I didn't expect this black market to be so dangerous. Not only is there a Fourth Stage from the Barbarian Clan trading with the black market. That Black Market Owner is actually a Sixth Stage warrior. You really got beaten up in a tiger's den! "    

"General, you flatter me. This is just what Yang Xuan should do."    

Being praised like this, Yang Xuan could not help but feel a little embarrassed.    

"Alright, I won't say any more polite words. Go and pack up first! When the celebration banquet is later, we will continue to discuss and reward. Oh right, Qingcheng that lass has been looking forward to your return every day during this period of time. Quickly go and see her!"    

Zhou Fengmiao teased, causing Yang Xuan's face to heat up. This young man, regardless of his temperament or talent, was a genius in the present world. Zhou Fengmiao could only tease him on matters of feelings.    

"Where is Qingcheng now? I will go and find her now."    

Ignoring Zhou Fengmiao's mockery, Yang Xuan impatiently asked. Although Yang Xuan still felt embarrassed about his children, he had never hidden his affection for Yuh Qingcheng.    

Zhou Fengmiao also laughed, although Yang Xuan's embarrassed look was indeed very interesting. After exiting the tent, there was a small hill on the west side of the road. Qingcheng ran out early this morning to wait for you. If you can't find the way... "    

Before Zhou Fengmiao could finish, Yang Xuan had already stood up and left the tent. The sun had just risen outside, and he recalled what Zhou Fengmiao had just said. Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. At the last moment of breaking through to the Fifth Stage, Yuh Qingcheng had appeared in his sea of consciousness. It made him not lose himself in the end.    

During this trip to the black market, Yang Xuan was physically and mentally exhausted. But even so, he still had a feeling that he wanted to rush in front of Yuh Qingcheng immediately. He sat down and talked for three days and three nights, telling Yuh Qingcheng everything.    

"Qingcheng, I'm here!"    

Yang Xuan shouted and ran in the direction Zhou Fengmiao had told him.    

In the tent, when Zhou Fengmiao heard Yang Xuan shouting, he could not help but laugh. He shook his head and sighed. "It is good to be young."    

Yang Xuan's actions made the surrounding soldiers look at him, but Yang Xuan did not care about those gazes at all. With Yang Xuan's current cultivation level, the distance of two miles could be reached in an instant.    

Two miles away, just as Zhou Fengmiao had said, there was a small hill.    

"Qingcheng should be up there!"    

Yang Xuan paused and calmed himself down. He tidied his hair and walked to the top of the hill.    

However, he did not see Yuh Qingcheng anywhere from the foot of the mountain to the top.    

Just as he was burning with anxiety, a yellow scarf appeared in Yang Xuan's sight.    

Yang Xuan hurriedly ran over and picked up the scarf. There was a faint fragrance on the scarf, which allowed Yang Xuan to confirm that the owner of the scarf was Yuh Qingcheng.    

Around the scarf, Yang Xuan keenly noticed many broken branches, which seemed to be traces of a fight.    

Yang Xuan picked up a branch and carefully observed it. The broken branches were irregular, even starting from the middle. It was obvious that this wasn't broken by humans, but by the Spiritual Force that scattered in all directions when cultivators fought.    

A strong stench came from the tree branches, causing Yang Xuan to be stunned. He had only smelled this kind of unique smell on a person before.    

"Ghost cultivator!"