The thought that he might one day even overturn the lofty Five Great Holy Clans made Huo Feng's heart pound violently.
"No rush, I can't be impulsive. I need to calm down now."
Huo Feng took a deep breath.
He felt it was better to be a little cautious.
If this Planting Demon Heart Sutra were to accidentally leak out, it would undoubtedly bring disaster to his Huo family, and even the entire Limitless City.
Because this Cultivation Technique was too Heaven-Defying!
And this was all a gift from that God of Fate and Creation.
"I can't rush. I need to proceed step by step. Later, when I have the chance, I'll first give this Cultivation Technique to someone I trust."
"Then it will spread throughout the Huo family, then control Limitless City, and finally expand into the Northern Wilderness Region."
It could be said that although Huo Feng had been mediocre for so many years, it had tempered his calm nature.
"And right now, the most important thing is the scheduled battle a month from now."
"Floating Tu Yan, just you wait. I'll let you know that a so-called Holy Clan Prodigy is nothing special!"
Flames burned in Huo Feng's eyes.
He flashed and left directly.
And just moments after Huo Feng left, a White-robed Young Master appeared in the mountain forest, holding an orange cat.
Looking at the direction Huo Feng left, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said, "Not bad. He has ambition and desire, but he's not impulsive. He's a good candidate for getting things done."
Jun Xiaoyao was quite satisfied with this chess piece he had chosen.
The golden seed Huo Feng obtained was naturally a sub-seed separated from Jun Xiaoyao's Primal Demon Seed.
And that God-like figure was Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Spirit Dharma Body.
Although it hadn't recovered its power yet, its appearance was quite intimidating.
Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao had bestowed one-thousandth of his talent upon Huo Feng.
Huo Feng had said before that if he could obtain one-thousandth of the talent of an Outer Realm killing god, he would even offer his Soul.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao had fulfilled his wish.
However, what Huo Feng paid was not only himself and his Soul, but also the Huo family, Limitless City, and even the entire Northern Wilderness Region.
"What exactly do you want to do?" The Little White Tiger, being kneaded in Jun Xiaoyao's hand, was very confused.
She didn't understand what Jun Xiaoyao's actions meant.
Of course, she naturally didn't know how powerful and terrifying the Planting Demon Heart Sutra, which Jun Xiaoyao had fused, truly was.
It could be said that if the Demonic Lord's Married Clothes Magic Skill was feared by all beings in the Outer Realm, then Jun Xiaoyao's Planting Demon Heart Sutra was definitely an even more terrifying and Heaven-Defying existence.
If other forces in the Outer Realm knew about it, they would definitely be extremely wary.
And right now, Jun Xiaoyao was using the Northern Wilderness Region of the Xuanhuang Universe as a testing ground for the Planting Demon Heart Sutra.
It was just to test how Heaven-Defying this Cultivation Technique of his truly was.
"Next, in a month, there will be a good show to watch, though there's no suspense," Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
With the Immortal Material he bestowed, plus the Planting Demon Heart Sutra, and most importantly, Huo Feng also received one-thousandth of Jun Xiaoyao's Cultivation talent.
This was one-thousandth of Jun Xiaoyao's talent after cultivating a new life, which was much more powerful than the talent he had given the missionary Tuoba Yu before.
If he still couldn't defeat Floating Tu Yan of the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan, then Jun Xiaoyao would directly erase this chess piece.
One month's time, for a Cultivator, was basically a blink of an eye.
And in Limitless City, in a bustling, crowded square, countless people had already gathered.
Everyone was looking forward to seeing a battle.
Although it was a battle with not much suspense.
A Young man with a resolute face had already stood in the square, his expression restrained.
Facing various gazes of pity or mockery, he remained unmoved.
However, his gaze turned to a pavilion by the edge of the square.
In the pavilion, a woman in colorful clothes, elegant and graceful in the wind, was looking at him with sorrowful eyes.
It was his younger sister, Huo Ling, whose beauty was widely known in the Northern Wilderness Region.
At this moment, from the starry sky, nine divine flying beasts containing the Bloodline of the Divine Phoenix pulled an incredibly luxurious carriage, soaring through the air.
An old man and a Young man descended.
One of them, a Young man in luxurious brocade robes, had a pale face and slightly sunken eye sockets, giving off a gloomy feeling.
Beside the Young man was an old man in black.
"Greetings, Young Master Yan..."
The people from several prominent families in Limitless City all cupped their hands.
This gloomy Young man was naturally Floating Tu Yan of the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan.
At this moment, Floating Tu Yan's mood was not very pleasant.
Because one of his cousins, Fu Tu Hong, had been killed in the most humiliating way, in just two moves.
This not only damaged the prestige of the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan but also caused his lineage to be suppressed within the Clan.
Floating Tu Yan was already feeling down, and then Huo Feng appeared, obstructing him from getting the beautiful woman.
Naturally, Floating Tu Yan had no good expression towards Huo Feng.
"Heh... a declining Young Lord of Limitless City dares to defy this Young Master's orders."
"However, your sibling affection is quite touching."
"Given that, I will cherish your younger sister even more then."
Floating Tu Yan revealed a gloomy smile.
"Come fight." Huo Feng's face was cold, and he said nothing more.
"Heh..." Floating Tu Yan sneered.
What courage did a mediocre Young Lord from a declining force have to challenge him, a Holy Clan Prodigy?
Although he wasn't a top-tier Prodigy in the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan, he wasn't someone like this who could be provoked.
The scheduled battle was about to begin.
And in the pavilion by the square, Huo Ling, in her colorful dress, looked sorrowful.
Her features were captivatingly beautiful, and her skin was luminous, as if shimmering with pearl light, no wonder she was widely renowned for her beauty in the Northern Wilderness Region.
"Presumably, Young Miss, you must be the Young Miss of the Huo family."
Just then, a gentle voice came.
Huo Ling turned her eyes and saw, at some unknown point, a peerlessly elegant White-robed Young Master, like an Immortal banished from heaven, leisurely sitting by the window.
He held a teacup in one hand and stroked an orange cat with the other.
Huo Ling was momentarily lost in thought.
She had never seen a Young man of such outstanding demeanor in her life.
Or rather, in a place like the Northern Wilderness Region, it was simply impossible for such a person to appear.
"I am Huo Ling," Huo Ling said.
"It seems you are worried about your brother." Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea.
At the mention of this, Huo Ling's eyes dimmed, and she gave a self-deprecating smile, saying, "If possible, I'd rather not have my looks, so I wouldn't implicate my brother and the entire Family."
"Do you think your brother will lose?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
For some reason, seeing the White-robed Young Master's smile, Huo Ling's sorrowful mood seemed to be soothed quite a bit.
"Although I really want my brother to win, but..."
Huo Ling shook her head.
The facts were laid out; it was impossible.
However, the White-robed Young Master in front of her murmured, "Within ten moves, no, I think three moves should be enough."
"Young Master, what are you saying?" Huo Ling was momentarily puzzled.
And just then, a thunderous clamor suddenly erupted from the square.
"Heavens, am I seeing things? In just three moves, only three moves, Young Master Yan of the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan was defeated!"
"Has Young Lord Huo Feng been hiding his true strength all along? His talent and strength are even stronger than his sister's, aren't they?"
Seeing this scene, Huo Ling's mind went blank.
Her gaze suddenly turned to the side.
But she found that the White-robed Young Master was no longer there.
Only half a cup of tea remained, still slightly warm.
Huo Ling was somewhat dazed, her delicate hand picking up the teacup.
"Who exactly was that Young Master?"