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A month of time quickly passed by, during this time, other than the necessary time for the assembly and meeting with the Joy the Great, Syrika spent most of his time on cultivation.

He was born with 100 meridians all connected, which was his advantage, even more so than when Lan Feng trained in martial arts. There was no longer a problem of cleansing the muscles and meridians. All the acupoints had been cleared since birth, and even the time limit of training two types of true qi on a daily basis had disappeared.

Back then, Lan Feng could train all day and all night because of the tenacity of his meridians due to battle qi, but he could only cultivate to the third stage at a terrifying speed. But Syrika was different, as long as he was still cultivating in the realm of martial arts, he could continue to cultivate like this without any limitations. The only thing that could not be compared to Lan Feng was that his meridians were not wide enough, and the rate at which he absorbed spirit energy was far slower than Lan Feng's.

However, this point, with Lan Feng by his side, would not be a problem.

Using his Innate Qi to forcefully expand his meridians was like this every day. On the other hand, Syrika had to endure the abusive expansion of his meridians for two hours every day. It was not possible to use brute force to widen the originally minute meridians, as that would directly shatter them into pieces, and Syrika would immediately become crippled or even die on the spot. Therefore, he could only use gentle force, bit by bit, slowly and with extreme care, just like what he needed to do every day.

This kind of gentle force was only relative. No matter how one put it, using true qi to expand and condense one's meridians was enough to cause an ordinary person to be half dead from pain. But, Syrika endured through it all, other than his drenched clothes and pale face, he did not even make a sound!

Cultivating, madly cultivating, she was at least a hundred times more diligent than Lan Feng!

As long as a person put in effort, they would be able to reap rewards. The amount of rewards they reaped was usually proportional to the amount of sweat and blood they had to put in, at least for cultivation purposes.

In a month's time, under Syrika's crazy training, while Lan Feng helped him expand his meridians and used his own vital energy to help him condense the Yin and Yang energies, his Nine Yin True Qi had actually reached the middle stage of the second stage and his Nine Yang True Qi had also reached the early stage of the second stage. Back then, Lan Feng took a month to break through the first stage, but he was clearly faster than Lan Feng by quite a bit!

Of course, this did not mean that he was stronger than Lan Feng. Simply in terms of talent in martial arts, he was inferior to Lan Feng. To be able to improve so quickly, on one hand, it was because his Innate 100 meridians were open and on the other hand, it was supported by Lan Feng, who used his fourth stage strength of Innate True Origin to help him refine and expand his meridians. If it still had no effect, then it would be better for Syrika to just crash his head against the wall and die. If Lan Feng had had such luck back then, it probably would have taken even less time.

During this time, Lan Feng also used his existing identity to investigate secretly, but unfortunately, the matter regarding the Concealed Alliance did not progress at all.

He also tried to hide his identity and infiltrate into an assassin group, then find an opportunity to follow those captains who went to accept missions. But what surprised him was that even they were unable to contact the higher ups of the Concealed Alliance. Only after going through a series of complicated transitions did the mission get published. He didn't even know how the news spread out and how it got back to him. He didn't know the answer to this.

Today, December 30th, year 2931 of the mainland's calendar year, was the last day of the year.

This day was a joyous occasion for the entire continent. At the end of the year, it symbolized a good harvest. Even those who were on the frontlines of the war, no one was going to send troops to fight today. No general would be so foolish as to let soldiers spend all their time fighting the enemy, unless the general wanted to incite a mutiny and go home to farm.

Even the commoners thought of this day as the biggest holiday of the year, not to mention the Royal Family.

Early in the morning, the Joy the Great sent a group of royal family members into the palace. First, they drank morning tea to enjoy the plum blossoms, and then came a meal that could not be considered as a grand lunch. As for the most important thing, it was that all the relatives of the royal family and the citizens of the world held a banquet together, which was the symbol of the time that passed. Usually, there would be the sound of firecrackers, flames filling the sky, and even the kings of a country would ascend to the city walls to enjoy with the citizens.

As soon as the lunch was over, the crowd dispersed. Only Lan Feng and Syrika were left behind by the Joy the Great, they personally led the way into the royal study.

Opening the door, entering, Lan Feng was instantly stunned. Someone was actually already waiting inside the imperial study. He had been participating in the assembly all this time, so he knew most of the nobles. However, the person in front of him was not one of them, as for him being a low level noble, how could Joy the Great leave him alone in the study room?

That person looked to be in his early thirties. He was very handsome, so handsome that it could even be described as beautiful. It was obvious that a man was far too handsome with just his beauty alone, but Lan Feng could feel something was different. It was not because of his own six senses, but a kind of inexplicable feeling.

This feeling told him that the man was strange, and that he had seen him somewhere before, but could not remember where.

Joy the Great nodded to the handsome man, then turned to Lan Feng and Syrika and smiled: "Come! Let me introduce him to you. This is Mr. Audur, whom I just met. He is a very capable person. Mn, Mr. Ao Du, this is my fifth son, Syrika. He is also my most beloved child. As for this person, he is the direct disciple of Senior Madman, Delent, whom I mentioned to you before.

"Hello, Mr. O'Daw!" Syrika bowed in greeting.

Ao Du did not pay attention to Syrika's actions. Instead, he seemed to be very interested in Lan Feng, and revealed an elegant smile. "I've heard of it before. On this continent, its strength is pretty good. However …"

Although Lan Feng did not know Xi Yun, and was only using his name to flaunt and deceive people, he could not let a supreme expert of his generation be humiliated.

"Hehe, little boy, I am not looking down on your master. I am only speaking the truth. Do you really think that his strength is the strongest?"

"Isn't it?" Lan Feng laughed coldly, "At the very least, in my opinion, no one can surpass my master, can you?"

"Me?" Ao Du shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Of course, but it is not convenient for us to help now. You must know that it is the new year."

As he spoke, he raised his hand. Suddenly, an extremely pure energy burst forth from his palm, a blood-red color. Then it began to transform, turning green, then purple, then black, but it did not radiate any extreme heat. It only warmed the bodies of the three people around them. However, the three of them understood in their hearts that the high temperature of the flames before them had already surpassed the scope of what Blue Stage Expert could reach. Even a fire attribute Magician at the peak of the Blue Stage would not be able to release flames of this level.

Without a doubt, he had definitely reached the Purple Stage!

"My master is a Late Stage of Purple Stage, and what you displayed was at most at the early stage of the Purple Stage.

Lan Feng argued unwillingly. Actually, his heart had long ago drifted to another place.

Relying on his strong perception of certain special things in the Nine Yang True Qi, he finally understood how that premonition came about. The person in front of him seemed to be using a fire-attribute ability. In fact, when his strength reached a certain point, he could rely on his formidable ability to imitate other types of energy. Because the distance between the two was too close, the Nine Yang True Qi, which was known as the bane of all poisons, reacted. Lan Feng knew that this strand of aura was Darkness!

Different from the Dark Tribal Alliance's dark qi and magic, this was a darkness that originated from the main body, and was not caused by cultivation. Then, the identity of Ao Du would be revealed. He might very well be that Demon World Ghost that once harmed His Majesty Marder!

Thinking up to here, Lan Feng became even more certain in his heart: "This guy was heavily injured by Tantai and Bitina together, and was also extremely reluctant to part with Bitina, how could he still dare to use too much energy? Compared to the fact that his injuries haven't fully healed yet, the reason he hid here was to recuperate and display his abilities in front of the Joy the Great. After receiving his recognition, he would be able to plan something out. That must be it! "

"Little child, I won't argue with you. Sooner or later, you will know which one is stronger between your master and I. En, tell me the truth. I said that there was a problem with my cultivation and that I was injured. If I am not injured, I can release divine flames that are not inferior to those possessed by gods. " Ao Du's face was filled with pride.

"Bullsh * t!" Lan Feng curled his lips, his face full of disdain: "Why don't I have a spar with my master?"

"No matter what, I need two to three months to recover from my injuries. If you want to compete, that's fine too. After three months, ask your master to come over. I'll let him fight a big battle with me!"

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

"Um …" Joy the Great hurriedly waved his hand, "Both of you are important guests of the Empire, so don't hurt our relationship. With Mister Ao Du's peerless strength, if he were to fight against Senior Kuang Shen, wouldn't that cause a disaster?"

Ao Du quickly smiled, "Your Majesty is right. I just want to let this child know that there is always someone stronger than you. We will talk about it in the future. From today onwards, I will become friends with His Majesty, and this will definitely allow Tian Luo Duchy to expand and expand! "

The Joy the Great was overjoyed as he thanked his repeatedly. However, Lan Feng was no longer in the mood to stay in the palace as he wanted to pass the news back to his in the shortest amount of time. The Demon Envoys definitely could not get involved with the military and political affairs of the Tian Luo Duchy. Otherwise, who knew what kind of huge matter they would get into?