Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  The mountain peak was completely smashed to a sorry extent, confirming that what happened was not a dream.

  However, Bei Feng did not think that this was real, either.

  "From the beginning, I was the only one unleashing those attacks. It's just that the illusion was too strong and I couldn't see through it!" Bei Feng muttered with some fear.

  "Is that the evil source energy's retaliation? How powerful! I almost fell to it."

  Bei Feng felt some lingering fear in heart. If not for a flash of inspiration, directly using the Golden Ebony Fishing Rod, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

  "If I were to really die just now, would I really be replaced by a shadow?"

  Bei Feng did not dare to confirm this thought. But one thing he was sure of was that if he had not broken the illusion earlier, he would definitely have died!

  Bei Feng shook his head, unwilling to linger on the thought. Only, he started to raise his guard in his heart.

  At this time, a red line finally appeared on the horizon as the sun rose over the mountains.

  "It felt like only a short moment had gone by, but an entire night had actually passed!"

  Bei Feng finally understood how terrifying the evil source energy was. Without knowing, one's consciousness would be dragged in by it, unable to extricate themselves!

  After evaluating his injuries, Bei Feng loosed a sigh of relief.

  His organs had shifted somewhat, and his blood and Qi energy had been overdrawn. But these would all recover with a few days rest.

  On a mountain a distance away, one could see all kinds of wild flowers blooming resplendently. The flowers grew in large patches and looked extremely dazzling.

  Bei Feng cast his gaze over the horizon for a moment before turning away. Mystic One and Mystic Three had remained at the same spot as last night, not moving away.

  High up another mountain peak, Bei Feng began to prepare breakfast.

  "Using the donkey meat to repress the evil source energy influence is not a long-term solution. If it was repressed for a long time, the rebound will be even stronger!"

  Bei Feng furrowed his brows with worry. Donkey meat by itself already had a mind-calming effect, not to mention this third level donkey Demonic Beast.

  But unfortunately, the evil source energy was not such a simple thing to deal with, either. That thing was the source of ten thousand evils!

  "Unfortunately, I can only depend on this to repress the evil source energy for now. To remove is better than to suppress. However, I really don't have any other solutions now."

  Bei Feng shook his head. Seeing that the meat in the pot had turned soft and the thick aroma of the broth was rising up, he began to eat immediately.

  Two days passed in the blink of an eye. The surrounding areas had all been visited by Bei Feng's group at least once during this time.

  Ultimately, Bei Feng realized that he still could not meld into this kind of environment. It was like he was just a visitor.

  The Northwestern Wang Clan was currently decorated with joyful colors. The servants were also up to their noses with work.

  "Patriach Ge! A rare guest, a rare guest indeed! I haven't expected that you would make the journey. Haha, come! This way please, this way please!"

  Wang Hong stood at the door receiving the guests with a suave smile on his face.

  "Haha, Wang family head is too courteous!"

  Ge Biao smiled jovially and followed Wang Hong into the inner halls. At this time, there were already quite a number of people in the inner hall.

  Wang Hong was the family head of the Wang Clan. Where would he have the energy to stand at the doorway all day long receiving guests? Only some esteemed guests would require him to come out to receive them personally.

  As for those small clans that did not even have a single Xiantian Lord, they were not even allowed into the inner hall.

  This was what it meant by making dishes for different types of people. Guests could be found everywhere in the mansion, but only powerful clans with at least a Xiantian Lord overseeing them would have the rights to enter the inner hall.

  The Wang Clan was considered a top-tier power in the northwest region. Furthermore, the marriage alliance between the Wang Clan and the Helan Tribes was something that affected everyone in the northwest region.

  "Wang family head has truly given birth to a good daughter!" an old man praised as he clasped his hands and laughed aloud. A few faint traces of mockery could be seen in his eyes.

  'That old bastard!'

  The smile on Wang Hong's face stiffened as he looked at the coarse laughter on the old man's face. Was that old bastard taking a roundabout manner to say that he was selling his own daughter?

  Another middle aged man stepped out and said, "Haha, by the way, doesn't Wang family head have another daughter? How about forming a marriage with my clan as well?"

  Wang Hong laughed loudly and said, "Haha, that will have to depend on what my daughter thinks. It's a liberal society we're living in, and us as elders cannot have too much of a say on whom the girl fancies. It's too old-fashioned to be talking about arranged marriage nowadays!"

  'Shameless! This old bastard is becoming more and more shameless by the day!'

  'Ai, why don't I have a pair of daughters like that in my own clan?'

  'The way he speaks is as if his daughter willingly chose to marry a forty-something-year-old man! Is she blind?'

  Everyone pursed their lips with disbelief. Wang Hong that old fellow did not even blink when speaking such outrageous lies!

  Still, everyone knew what Wang Hong meant. Unique items were naturally more valuable!

  The Wang Sisters were publicly acknowledged as the two most dazzling pearls in the northwest region. Their beauty and charm were known to be top tier.

  It was impossible to tell just how many young men in the northwest martial world had fallen in love with the two beauties. However, all of them were now sitting in the outer hall, drowning their sorrows in wine.

  Esteemed guests flowed in endlessly. Today was only the engagement day. There was still a period of time needed to prepare for the actual ceremony.

  Bei Feng's group of three also arrived outside the Wang Clan manor and handed over their invitation card. After that, they were respectfully led to the outer yard.

  His group occupied an entire table and as he looked at the colorful decorations around him, Bei Feng also felt some interest bloom in his heart.

  "Helan Tribe arrives!"

  A clear shout rang out from the gates.

  Following that, Wang Hong could be seen walking over with a large group of the Wang Clan's top executives following closely behind him.

  To the Wang Clan, the Helan Tribe was akin to a God of Fortune! The betrothal gift they'd prepared this time was worth three times as much as the Wang Clan's accumulation of over several hundred years!

  That was an extremely shocking number, signifying that the might of their clan would be able to soar greatly after that!

  Wang Yuyan and Wang Yudie was among the group, and their expressions were rather dark.

  A group of people dressed like cavemen walked in with huge crates of valuable resources being carried in behind them.

  These people were slightly taller than the average person, and they were mostly clothed in either beast skins or coarse sack clothes.

  The females had strange patterns on their faces, looking like tattooed runes yet like random drawings.

  The group directly proceeded into the inner hall. Only Wang Yuyan faltered in her steps, remaining outside.

  The group of youngsters outside looked up with delight at this. Although the elder sister was getting married, there was still the younger sister!

  Bei Feng took a sip from his cup of tea and instructed casually, "Mystic One, go and invite her over."

  "Understood."

  Mystic One had a strange look on her face. Could it be that the boss had taken a liking to this girl?

  'Hmph! Other than her chest being a little bigger, she doesn't seem superior to me in any other way!' Mystic One thought and pouted as she walked over. The way she looked at Wang Yuyan also turned a shade more unfriendly.

  "My boss wants to meet you. Come with me."

  Mystic One stepped out and raised her hand. Her hands were like a pair of fish, easily diving through the crowd and separating Wang Yuyan from the people surrounding her. Her face was expressionless, and her voice was cold and chilling.

  "You are?"

  Wang Yuyan widened her eyes slightly with surprise. From the way she looked, this girl didn't seem very friendly!

  Mystic One did not reply and directly led Wang Yuyan to Bei Feng's table.

  Since she was in the Wang Clan, Wang Yuyan did not fear anything.

  "Long time no see."

  Bei Feng smiled lightly as he looked at the girl before him. It'd been a few years since they last met. Seems like the girl had grown up a little.

  Bei Feng did not notice anything strange about his thoughts. It was as though he'd forgotten that he was also a young man under 30.

  Wang Yuyan looked a bit absentminded as she looked at Bei Feng. A moment passed before she finally remembered to ask, "May I know who Sir is?"

  "That year back at the Yarlung Zangbo grand canyon, you can be considered to have saved my life. This time, you're the one who sent me the invitation letter as well. How come you can't recognize me now?" Bei Feng replied with a chuckle.

  Wang Yuyan felt a little fuzziness in her brain as she sat across Bei Feng. Who would have thought that this person would have changed so much in the span of a few short years!