Chapter 1785: Chapter 1785: Marquis of Purple Bamboo

The person in front of him was very young, wearing a blue robe with the front open, and his long hair flowed with an indescribable grace.

At this moment, the other party had pinched Li Feng’s sword with two fingers. To know, Li Feng’s raw strength alone was equivalent to the Nine Tripods Power, yet someone could grab his sword with just two fingers and remain unmoving, making it clear the opponent’s strength.

Upon hearing Li Feng’s question, the man slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It’s been a long time since anyone has asked my name."

"I am the master of this place."

The master of this place.

Li Feng instantly remembered the rumors Ran Yue mentioned to him in Beizhu Town: "You are the Purple Bamboo Duke?"

In Ancestor Dragon City, titles like dukes and princes are merely a recognition of merit, without actual authority.

However, those who can be granted such titles are undoubtedly strong achievers. The dukes and earls granted by Ancestor Dragon City over the generations are not carelessly awarded. On the contrary, those who received such titles have participated in major battles against the Demon Alliance and external expeditions.

It can be said that they are awarded based on merit, and the titles are not passed to descendants; they only exist as long as the person is alive.

Despite not having special privileges, the title is enough to command respect throughout Ancestor Dragon City, even from aristocratic families, because this title is recognized by the whole city.

The Purple Bamboo Duke is an old relic from the previous major battle, at least two hundred years old, even if not as prominent as the military god from Nine Layers Mountain, he is almost from the same era.

"Ha, you still recognize me."

"Senior is too modest, your remarkable achievements, and the renown of the Purple Bamboo Duke are still well known and could never be easily forgotten." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Facing this seasoned expert of over two hundred years, Li Feng couldn’t help but flatter him, since Li Feng was not a stubborn fool driven solely by impulse.

The Purple Bamboo Duke heard this, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Feng: "You just burned my bamboo forest, that audacious and domineering attitude isn’t like this."

"Senior, I was forced into such a desperate move, it wasn’t intentional to destroy the forest."

Li Feng felt pressure from the opponent, yet still explained.

"If I have disturbed your peace, I apologize, with your generosity, you certainly wouldn’t trouble a junior who has just joined Nine Layers Mountain."

Li Feng lowered his head but invoked the name of Nine Layers Mountain, not without reason, since the titles themselves are awarded by the military, and the military’s relationship with Nine Layers Mountain is inseparable.

It’s not wrong to say Nine Layers Mountain is a preparatory military school.

Therefore, he could always connect in some way, and he had no enmity with this Purple Bamboo Duke, as long as the Duke wasn’t the eccentric type, there shouldn’t be any trouble.

"Oh, you are a disciple of Nine Layers Mountain?"

The Purple Bamboo Duke, smilingly, glanced at Li Feng who was pulling connections, finding it interesting.

"Yes." Li Feng quickly took out the Vermilion Bird Flag Master Token, the Purple Bamboo Duke gave it a glance: "Tsk, actually a Flag Master of a camp."

"But that’s not a reason to burn my Purple Bamboo Forest."

The Purple Bamboo Duke released his fingers, then flicked towards Li Feng’s King Sword, Li Feng felt the sword in his hand becoming unstable before it was directly taken by the Purple Bamboo Duke.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living punishment must endure. Take a sword from me, if you don’t die, I’ll let you go. How about that?"

The Purple Bamboo Duke smilingly looked at Li Feng, but Li Feng felt a chill down his spine, wondering what kind of joke this was, as the person in front of him certainly wasn’t like Zeng Xingtian who just entered the Golden Core Late Stage.

This was a renowned lineage master from two hundred years ago, a survivor of human-demon wars.

Even if he couldn’t break through to Nascent Soul, he definitely reached the pinnacle of Golden Core, meaning without Nascent Soul, he was the strongest.

His sword, even casually wielded, Li Feng didn’t think he could withstand, even without the intent to take his life, was more than enough to critically injure him.

The issue is, Li Feng doesn’t have time to be delayed, he needs to go to the Vermilion Bird Holy Temple, merely the journey will take one to two months, despite Li Feng being directed by the Vermilion Bird, spending some time at the temple is unavoidable.

To return to Ancestor Dragon City in three months was already challenging.

Moreover, if seriously injured, how could he continue his journey? He didn’t believe those chasing him consisted of only two groups.

Even Zeng Xingtian targeted his Vermilion Bird Bloodline, likely, he wouldn’t be the only one with such intentions. Within Ancestor Dragon City, it’s inconvenient for many to act, but once Li Feng left the city, he gave them an opportunity.

"Senior." Li Feng immediately cupped his fists.

"What, scared?"

"If you’re scared, it’s okay, if you kneel and apologize, begging me to spare you, I can let you off."

"How about it?"

The Purple Bamboo Duke raised his eyes to look at Li Feng, a playful smile appeared.

Li Feng naturally noticed the playfulness in the Purple Bamboo Duke’s smile; instead of bowing down, he straightened up.

"Senior, one may be slain but not humiliated. My respect for you stems from your being a hero of Ancestor Dragon City, and the name Purple Bamboo Duke represents a life of merit worthy of our reverence."

"Since you insist, I’ll accept it."

"Even if I die beneath your blade." Li Feng said, filled with fighting spirit, domineering aura exuding, his eyes locked onto the Purple Bamboo Duke.

The Purple Bamboo Duke watched Li Feng with inward murmurs of surprise, thinking this kid is indeed cunning: "Speak, what were you about to say?"

"Of course, if you don’t want to say, that’s fine, my sword won’t hold back, even if you are smooth-tongued."

The Purple Bamboo Duke was not easily swayed, having lived over two hundred years, he’s encountered all sorts of people.

Li Feng took a deep breath: "With my current strength, even if you didn’t hold back, I would suffer severe injuries, taking a year or more to recover. But I have an urgent mission."

"Oh?"

"I need to go to the Vermilion Bird Sacred Land, which was advised by the mountain elder. I must go there to find the Vermilion Bird. First, to gain the Vermilion Bird’s inheritance, secondly, to inform the Vermilion Bird Holy Beast that the Demon Alliance and Ten Demon Hall have been increasingly active, possibly leading to war again."

Li Feng explained.

"Thus, I hope you could postpone this sword, after returning from the Vermilion Bird Holy Temple in three months, I will come back to Purple Bamboo Forest to accept your sword."

The Purple Bamboo Duke looked at Li Feng, who lowered his head and cupped his fists, smiling slightly: "You won’t run away and never return, will you?"

"Senior, even if I ran, how could I escape your grasp? You overestimate me."

Li Feng wasn’t flattering; being targeted by a pinnacle Golden Core master would undoubtedly be the worst, leaving him no standing place in Ancestor Dragon City.

"Ha, it’s best you understand, three months it is."

"After three months, come accept this sword yourself, if you dare not, you best pray you run far enough, otherwise if I find you, I will still give you a sword."

"Be gone."

The Purple Bamboo Duke waved his sleeve; immediately the man drifted away like the wind, Li Feng lifted his gaze and saw the Purple Bamboo Duke had disappeared, only the lingering sound echoed in his ears.