Chapter 271: Flying Roc Spreads Its Wings for the First Time

"Hmph, Zhang Zhiliang. Sooner or later, I will settle this score with you." A glint of ferocity and apprehension flashed in Ye Feipeng's eyes.

"This life has brought many variables; it might differ from my experiences in my previous life," the chubby young man secretly analyzed. "But I am certain Zhang Zhiliang will never give up the chance to hunt the Spirit of Heaven and Earth. After ascending to the God Transformation stage, with the power to officially compete, his desire for Dao Integration should be even stronger."

"In the previous life, he merely assisted as a formation master. But in this life, Zhang Zhiliang has become a primary combatant in the hunt," Ye Feipeng mused, his expression shifting. "Hmm... let me think. If possible, he might even secretly conceal his true strength, first watching as the God Transformation experts and Akajin battle each other. Then, when both sides are exhausted and wounded, he'll strike to reap the benefits, like a fisherman benefiting from two fighting clams. He might even save some strength, guarding against me, who escaped and vanished without a trace..."

To be honest, he was still somewhat hesitant about whether to participate in the upcoming grand event of the Blazing Inferno. After all, he had now awakened the Kunpeng legacy and possessed a dual Dao foundation: the Azure Sea Pearl and the Verdant Wind True Intent. This made him far stronger than most cultivators, and not much weaker than even some of the most gifted prodigies.

Even if he gave up the chance to integrate with Akajin and relied solely on his own cultivation, he had a high probability of reaching the Nascent Soul and God Transformation stages. Why should he take such a great risk, snatching food from the jaws of tigers—or rather, from a group of God Transformation experts? If it succeeded, all would be well, but if it failed... Ye Feipeng's face twitched.

"But... that's Dao Integration, after all," he couldn't help but think. "If I miss this chance, there might never be such a good opportunity again." The image of Zhang Haobo, after his Dao Integration in the previous life, dominating an entire province and looking down upon all living beings, reappeared before his eyes. Ye Feipeng inevitably felt a stir in his heart.

"Azure Sea Pearl..." The chubby young man instinctively touched his belly, his expression conflicted. "Let's see, let's see..." "First, I'll return to the desolate island to check on Xiao Heng and the others." Folding his wings back, Ye Feipeng quietly returned to where the people from the Li Realm were located.

When the chubby young man, who had been missing for six years, reappeared, Xiao Heng and the others were naturally overjoyed. After some questioning, they learned that the Myriad Immortals Alliance was indeed responsible, and everyone cursed them vehemently. Su Changyu, however, frowned and asked, "Feipeng, did you expose your status as a cultivator from the Revival Realm? Otherwise, why would anyone trouble a rogue cultivator like you without reason?"

Ye Feipeng paused for a moment, then immediately complained, "It's all because that formation master from the Myriad Immortals Alliance was too overbearing. I just glanced at his promotion ceremony from afar, and he immediately tried to kill me without a word. If I hadn't run fast, I would never have seen you all again." Su Changyu scrutinized the chubby young man, nodded, and said nothing more.

"It seems Senior Skull was right; the Myriad Immortals Alliance is truly arrogant and tyrannical. You can't even observe them from a distance," Xiao Heng thought. This explanation from the chubby young man perfectly matched Xiao Heng's impression of the Myriad Immortals Alliance, so he believed Ye Feipeng's words.

Su Xiaomei, who was small but shrewd, didn't have much affection for Ye Feipeng. She said with a chuckle, "It's alright, fatty. If you obediently call me 'Big Sister,' I'll avenge you later! You've been unconscious for so long, so you might not know that I've already reached the perfected Foundation Establishment stage and am about to form my Golden Core." Su Xiaomei stood with her hands on her hips, looking up at Ye Feipeng, brimming with confidence. The sisters Yin Yueting and Yin Yuzhen stood behind her, nodding repeatedly like devoted followers. Zhang Haobo, meanwhile, stood to the side, silently observing everyone, saying nothing.

"Big Sister?" Ye Feipeng scoffed. "Su Xiaomei, you don't actually think you're the only one who's made progress these past few years, do you? How about we spar a bit?"

Su Xiaomei, naturally quick-tempered, was instantly enraged by Ye Feipeng's disdainful attitude. "Fight then! Who's afraid of whom!" Before her words had even finished, her small yet explosive fist whistled through the air, aiming for Ye Feipeng's face.

*Thud!* To everyone's surprise, Ye Feipeng didn't dodge. He calmly extended his hands and steadily caught her fist. Seeing this, everyone was greatly astonished. Everyone's impression of Ye Feipeng was still from several years ago, when he relied on his speed to constantly maneuver and win. They never expected that in just a few years, he could now directly contend with Su Xiaomei!

With her attack easily blocked, Su Xiaomei became instantly furious. Her fists and feet moved like wind, continuously assaulting Ye Feipeng. Under the enhancement of her innate talent, as her anger continued to build, the power of each move steadily increased. Yet, paradoxically, her face remained calm as still water.

Meanwhile, Ye Feipeng, entangled in combat with Su Xiaomei, saw various humiliating memories flash through his mind. A sudden surge of rage ignited within him. Although he knew this was the effect of Su Xiaomei's cultivation technique, the Six Desires without Form, Ye Feipeng didn't mind at the moment. He intended to teach this young one a good lesson.

Amidst the exclamations of the Li Realm group, Ye Feipeng activated the Startling Kunpeng Transformation. Two brown wings suddenly unfurled, and his body instantly expanded. His speed and strength nearly doubled, catching Su Xiaomei off guard. She was sent flying by a punch and crashed hard into the sea.

"Xiaomei!" Xiao Heng cried out. However, before he could rush into the sea to find Su Xiaomei, a crimson flash of fire parted the water. In an instant, it struck Ye Feipeng again. An incredibly intense burst of energy erupted, scorching and distorting the very air. The Li Realm group involuntarily retreated.

"Xiaomei even used her Foundation Establishment spiritual artifact, the Spirit Rage Fire; it seems she's truly angry," Yin Yuzhen whispered, sticking out her tongue. Amidst the sky-filling flames, explosions continuously echoed. The onlookers could vaguely discern wisps of green light, blocking the crimson fire.

Their battle lasted for most of the day. Their cultivation levels were comparable. One was exceptionally gifted, growing stronger with every surge of anger, capable of an eightfold power burst, making her immensely formidable. The other had encountered numerous fortuitous events, possessing dual Dao foundations of Verdant Wind and Azure Sea, along with the Kunpeng bloodline legacy. When he unleashed his secret techniques, his speed and strength were no less than Su Xiaomei's.

For a time, the two fought to a stalemate. Even as night fell, no victor emerged. It was only after everyone's persuasion that they finally stopped fighting. Both remained unconvinced and agreed to fight again another day.

At this point, Xiao Heng approached, his face full of curiosity, asking Ye Feipeng what had happened and how he had suddenly become so powerful. Surrounded by everyone, who gazed at him with expressions of surprise or envy, Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel a little conceited. "Indeed, returning home without riches is like parading in fine clothes at night," he mused to himself. Since the manifestation of his bloodline power was so obvious, there was no need to hide it. He immediately revealed that he had awakened and inherited the Kunpeng's essence blood.