Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 731 - 729: Bing Ruolan’s Seven-Colored Mysterious Light

Chapter 731: Chapter 729: Bing Ruolan’s Seven-Colored Mysterious Light

Leaving the Cold Moon Marquis’s Mansion, Luo Feng didn’t return to the inn; instead, he directly left the Imperial City.

As he exited the Imperial City, Luo Feng released his Soul Power. After ensuring nobody was following him, he immediately employed the Sky Cloud Step to hasten his journey.

After flying several dozen miles, Luo Feng stopped before a perilous peak, lush with greenery and grandeur.

The dangerous peak stood over a thousand zhang tall, like a sword piercing the sky, seemingly carved by axe and chisel, incredibly formidable.

Gazing at the mountain for a moment, Luo Feng nodded. This place is good; it’s ideal for me to practice the Sky Cloud Step.

With only one day left, breaking through his realm was unlikely. Luo Feng decided to take this opportunity to devote himself fully to practicing the Sky Cloud Step.

During his recent travels, he felt that the Sky Cloud Step was on the verge of another breakthrough. If he could reach the third level, he could execute the Step of Sky-Burning Monarch.

This way, he would acquire another Earth-rank close-combat martial art. Even if he were to face a Horizontal Practice Martial Artist in close-quarters combat, he would not need to fear them.

WHOOSH!

With a tap of his foot on the ground, Luo Feng’s figure shot up like an arrow, soaring into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the flowing clouds.

「Azure Sky City.」

Inside a top-tier room of an inn.

CRACK! SMASH!

Amidst sharp cries, continuous sounds of things breaking emanated from the room, causing passersby to glance sideways, wondering what was happening inside.

Inside the room, a young girl with delicate features, dressed in a red skirt, a hint of imperiousness glinting in her eyes and brows, was in a furious rage.

BOOM!

With a single palm strike, she shattered the table. The red-skirted girl glared at the other five people in the room, her face livid with anger as she said, "A bunch of good-for-nothings! You knew that fellow was in Azure Sky City, yet you’ve searched for a whole day and found nothing! When we return, I’ll have my father punish you all."

Across from her stood four individuals, all dressed in identical red armor. Golden fire emblems on their chests pulsed like distant flames. They were the Martial Artists of the Dali Dynasty whom Luo Feng had encountered in the desert.

THUD!

Facing the enraged girl, the faces of the four Red Armor Guards changed dramatically, and they all knelt.

"Princess..."

"Hmph?" The red-skirted girl’s willow-like eyebrows shot up, her sharp gaze sweeping over the four.

The four knew they had misspoken and quickly corrected themselves, "Miss, spare our lives! We did hear of an inn where those two might be staying, but by the time we got there, they were long gone..."

"Miss, please have mercy..."

The white-robed elderly man standing to the side stepped forward. "Miss," he said to the red-skirted girl, "you can’t entirely blame them for this. Azure Sky City has tens of millions of citizens; finding two people is like searching for a needle in a haystack. They’ve done their best."

"Steward Zhao, are you actually defending them?"

The red-skirted girl frowned. The image of the young, saber-bearing man surfaced in her mind. She couldn’t help but purse her lips, her face full of indignation as she said, "Are we just going to let that fellow go? He actually dared... He actually dared..."

Recalling what happened in Flame Rock Canyon, the red-skirted girl trembled slightly with anger.

Ever since she was a child, she was the one who bullied others; no one had ever dared to bully her!

"I will not let him go! Even if I have to dig three feet under Azure Sky City, I’ll find that fellow!"

The red-skirted girl bit her lip, a chill glinted in her eyes as she continued, "And that little wench! She dared to defy her master’s wishes and escape on her own. Capture her, and I’ll gouge out her eyes! Let’s see if she dares to run again!"

Turning to face the old man in the white robe, the red-skirted girl said, "Steward Zhao, I’ll leave this matter to you. No matter how many Yuan Stones it costs, you must find those two." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Miss, do not worry. That young man traveled thousands of miles to the Imperial City; he’s likely here for the life-or-death duel between Yi Tian and Luo Feng tomorrow. I’ll be sure to keep an extra eye out then."

The white-robed old man’s brow furrowed, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. To let a Martial Artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm escape right under his nose... if word of this got out, what face would he have left?

"Good."

The red-skirted girl nodded in satisfaction and waved her hand. "You may all rise."

"Thank you, Miss!"

The four Red Armor Guards wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and stood up, trembling.

WHOOSH!

Just then, an azure-green light shot through the window.

Steward Zhao reacted quickest. With a flicker of his figure, he grasped the light in his hand. It was a cyan Spirit Mirror, shrouded by layers of blue mist.

"Miss, it’s a Spirit Mirror from the young master of the Nangong family of the North Sea Waters."

Hearing this, the red-skirted girl took the Spirit Mirror. The furrow in her brow immediately relaxed. Clenching her fist, she laughed sweetly and said, "That fellow Nangong is finally here! As the young master of the Nangong family, he ought to have some tricks up his sleeve. I’ll go ask him to help find that guy!"

Putting away the Spirit Mirror, the red-skirted girl ordered, "Follow me."

"Yes..."

Passing by a window, the red-skirted girl casually glanced out and spotted a petite figure in a gray cloak hurrying down the street. She frowned and snorted, "To think that even in the majestic Imperial City, right under the Emperor’s nose, there are beggars. This Canglang Dynasty is nothing compared to our Dali Dynasty. I really don’t understand why Royal Father places so much importance on the Canglang Dynasty..."

Shaking her head, the red-skirted girl said dismissively, "Let’s go."

「On the street.」

A petite figure draped in a gray cloak wound her way through the crowd, her steps hurried. She only stopped when she reached a street corner.

A few strands of blue hair escaped from beneath the gray cloak, shimmering with a captivating luster in the sunlight.

The figure slightly raised her head. Under the gray cloak, an exquisite face was revealed. Her translucent pupils, enchanting as sapphires, reflected an arc of light. It was Bing Ruolan, who had come to the Imperial City alone.

The glow just now... it must be the Spirit Mirror of the Nangong family. Could it be that someone from the Nangong family is also in the Imperial City?

Gazing at an open window of a distant inn, a serious look flickered in Bing Ruolan’s eyes. She gently pursed her lips and murmured, "I hope it’s not him..."

Worried about being discovered, Bing Ruolan didn’t linger. She turned and melted back into the crowd, moving forward.

Following the flow of people across several stone bridges, the surrounding pedestrians gradually thinned. Bing Ruolan arrived at a clear riverbank, found a clean rock, and sat down.

WHOOSH...

A sudden gust of wind blew past, whipping open Bing Ruolan’s hood. Instantly, a head of neat, short blue hair cascaded down. The face beneath it was exquisite and flawless, as pure and clear as jade.

With a helpless pout of her red lips, Bing Ruolan quickly pulled the hood back up, leaving only a small part of her face visible.

Hugging her knees, Bing Ruolan gazed at the distant buildings with her translucent eyes, a trace of hidden worry within them, as she mumbled to herself, "Tomorrow is the day of the duel. I wonder if Luo Feng has arrived in the Imperial City... and what level his cultivation has reached..."

At the mention of Luo Feng’s name, a shy smile touched Bing Ruolan’s lips. Gazing at her reflection in the water, her Daimei arched slightly.

HUM!

Suddenly, the water surface before Bing Ruolan rippled, shimmering with layers of colorful light.

In Bing Ruolan’s clear pupils, a faint Seven-Colored Mysterious Light now radiated.

Staring at her own pupils, Bing Ruolan gently pursed her lips and murmured as if to herself, "I wonder if he’ll be surprised when he sees me..."

A moment later, Bing Ruolan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if speaking to someone. "You say he won’t be surprised? Why?"

Pouting her red lips in dissatisfaction, Bing Ruolan looked at the water’s surface and let out a light hmph from her delicate nose. "Fine, don’t tell me. After tomorrow’s duel is over, I’ll ask him myself."

SPLASH!

As if angry with someone, Bing Ruolan’s small, fair, and slender hand forcefully slapped the water’s surface.

Once the water calmed, Bing Ruolan sighed softly, gazing absently at its surface as she muttered, "Yi Tian is an expert from the New Dragon List. In tomorrow’s duel, can Luo Feng actually win?"

After a moment, Bing Ruolan’s Daimei furrowed slightly. She addressed the water, "Of course I believe in him, but... this time it’s different... It’s a life-or-death battle. Once on the arena, life and death are one’s own responsibility. Yi Tian is also the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion, and his father, the Azure Cloud Marquis, is a master of the True Yuan Realm. It’s all Big Brother’s fault! I begged him so much, but he still refused to help me..."

"You can help me?"

A hint of surprised inquiry appeared on Bing Ruolan’s small face. She frowned and said, "Besides helping me cultivate, what else can you do?"

SPLASH!

The calm river, over ten meters wide, suddenly surged. Waves dozens of feet high formed into a beautiful mermaid with hair like a waterfall of black silk. With the roar of the tide, it lunged at Bing Ruolan.

A look of shock filled Bing Ruolan’s eyes. She hastily cried out, "I believe you! I believe you! Don’t be angry anymore..."

The moment she spoke, the massive wave crashed back into the river, and everything returned to tranquility.

Bing Ruolan breathed a small sigh of relief. Suddenly, she noticed a finger-long fish at her feet, flopping about, trying to get back into the river.

A touch of pity in her eyes, Bing Ruolan reached out to return the small fish to the river. Her delicate body suddenly stiffened. Looking at the small fish on the ground, she said, "You want me to use your power on this fish?"

Frowning, Bing Ruolan hesitated for a moment. Calming her breath, she extended a slender forefinger and gently touched the small fish.

At that instant, a strange transformation occurred.

HUM!

A seven-colored ripple burst from Bing Ruolan’s fingertip, enveloping the small fish.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

Before Bing Ruolan’s disbelieving eyes, the finger-long small fish rapidly swelled, instantly becoming the size of a person.

The enormous fish lay prone on the ground. Its head resembled that of a fierce tiger, and its jet-black scales gleamed, scraping against each other with metallic clangs, like a multitude of sharp blades.

"A Level One Demon Beast, the Tiger Head Iron Scale Fish!"

Bing Ruolan took a deep breath, her exquisite little face filled with utter shock.

「...」

One kilometer from Azure Sky City lay a small town called Hu Quan Town.

Hu Quan Town was on the main thoroughfare from the Six Southern Domains to the Imperial City, so Martial Artists often passed through.

South of the town, in the main hall of an inn, a peerless beauty was dining.

The peerless beauty had hair like a cascade of black silk and an enchanting figure. She wore a pale green long dress that trailed on the ground yet remained unstained by dust, giving her an ethereal aura. Beside her table rested a black iron box, as tall as a person and two palms wide.

The black iron box was placed casually, yet it had pressed deep cracks into the ground beneath it, clearly possessing immense weight.

In the inn’s spacious hall, numerous figures from the martial world were eating, drinking, and conversing. From time to time, their frivolous gazes would land on the peerless beauty, and as they looked away, their eyes would invariably, whether intentionally or not, drift to the black iron box beside her.

The peerless beauty paid these people no mind. After finishing her meal, she glanced at the black iron box beside her. A resigned smile touched her lips as she shook her head and murmured, "South Moon really treats that kid too well..."

CLATTER!

Just then, the inn erupted. The glint of sabers and the flicker of swords became a blur as dozens of figures surrounded the dining table.