The people froze in total shock for a long time before returning to normal.

But they didn’t dare to look at her in the eye because of her curvy body.

Wu Xiaomei and Feng ZiLing took it better than the others, but they still felt overshadowed when Mu Tian was significantly more feminine than both of them.

Feng Ziling had to disguise himself since everyone was familiar with his face. People would know what was going on when they saw Feng Ziling’s face. Murong Xue made the most changes, so she wanted to go out alone as she was the last one people would recognize, and it would make things a lot easier.

However, they would not allow her to do it despite her insistence. Murong Xue's cultivation level was purple-level, which was known to them, so she wondered why they behaved like this. But they shook their heads without saying anything.

In fact, they were just unable to confess that a beautiful man like Mu Tian would be in the crosshairs once he was alone and the only reason they withheld it from him was to protect a man's dignity.

In the end, Murong Xue picked a mask from the armory for Feng Ziling and Feng Ziling’s face under the mask was also a disguise. Changing into befitting clothes, Feng Ziling dressed like a middle-aged man with a large crescent-like sword instead of his former sword before, all of which made him look more masculine.

Now the two seemed just like Beauty and the Beast.

When they appeared in the cave, they walked out of the cave.

Murong Xue felt sulky as Feng Ziling ignored all her questions about Longyu College by looking up to the sky, "Feng Ziling, I'm talking to you! What are you looking at?"

"I'm listening. You go ahead." Feng Ziling could not tell Mu Tian that he felt a stir inside himself when he looked at Mu Tian’s curvy body after disguise.

Murong Xue pouted dissatisfiedly, "You're weird. You should look at me when we are talking." Her sudden coquetry chilled him and he got goose bumps.

Murong Xue's voice was not that delicate. It was rather clean and cool, instead. Nevertheless, when Feng Ziling heard her voice, he could not help feeling that Mu Tian was a woman. He felt restless when they got a little closer and he could only blame the charming makeup on Mu Tian’s face now.

Looking up, Feng Ziling kept avoiding Murong Xue's eyes.

One was angry and the other played it cool. They kept moving and most people along the way did not mess up with them as there were two of them.

But still a few people wanted to take advantage of Murong Xue. Murong Xue leveled down to be at yellow-level. Feng Ziling remained his real cultivation level at the ninth stage of blue-level since it was not rare. Now the man who stopped them was also at the ninth stage of blue-level.

The man was about 25 years old and had a plain-looking face. Staring at Murong Xue’s curvy body, he eyed her up and down in a creepy way.

Feng Ziling's face went dark. He stepped forward to block the creepy man's sight, and the point of his sword hit the ground with a threatening sound.

"Please make way." Feng Ziling's voice was cold.

"Make way? A beauty always goes with the stronger one. It's such a waste to let an old man like you have her. You leave and she stays."

In the Fengyun Continent, beautiful women at a low level could only be reduced to rewards for men's competition.

Judging from Feng Ziling's appearance, the man assumed that Murong Xue was robbed from others by him. Besides, Feng Ziling seemed to be much older than him, so he thought that he was the talented one who had a better shot of winning since they two were at the same level.

Feng Ziling's eyes shone cold. He said to Mu Tian in a low voice, "Wait aside. I'll solve him. Then we continue…"

"Ha-ha. You speak boldly. Let’s see who will be solved." After saying this, the man drew his sword, "Beauty, wait for me to take you home and have fun." He turned to give Murong Xue a frivolous smile. For many cultivators, beauties at a low level were just toys.

Murong Xue saw it and her charming face went cold. She wanted to take the man down herself, but she decided to let Feng Ziling have his moment when she saw his competitive look. The way cultivators did things across the Fengyun Continent made her feel disgusted and she would never agree that the strong could bully the weak as they wanted.

Feng Ziling won the nickname "Lunatic" because of his fighting style. His moves were so crazy that his opponents would be freaked out after the first play.

The man lost his faith and became frightened after only a dozen moves.

The fight attracted a lot of attention as people enjoyed watching the battle between cultivators at the high level. With luck, cultivators at the low level could be inspired and gain certain insight.

"Who are fighting?"

"I don't know the guy with a mask, but the other one is Wu Gui, a wanderer in the Death Forest. Wu Gui is a celebrity. He is 25-year-old but at blue-level. Remarkable achievements!"

"You can't say that for sure. One hundred years ago, someone managed to be at the ninth stage of blue-level when he was 20, but he failed to reach purple-level his whole life. His name was Fang Zheng. What a pity."

"Why the two are fighting?"

"Huh, do you see the beauty over there? For her."

"Oh, no wonder they have to fight. No one can refuse such a woman."

"If my level were higher, I would have a try myself."

"Forget it. Don't you see the two fighting are both at the high level?"

Standing there, Murong Xue ignored all the eye-checking and whispering and seemed to be detached from the rest of the audience. With her eyes fixed on the two fighting each other, she already knew that Feng Ziling would win.

However, as she enjoyed the good fight, a pair of hands reached for her breast. Sensing that, she drew the sword and cut off the hands with cold eyes.

"Ouch! It hurts!" A creepy man held his broken hands, howling.

Murong Xue looked at him coldly, the killing desire flashing in her eyes.

The creepy man stopped the bleeding with his spiritual power and he shouted with cold eyes, "D*mn you! A woman at yellow-level dared to hurt me."

Seeing that the creepy man was at green-level, Murong Xue gave him a disdainful look.

It infuriated the creepy man. He flew into a rage and his broken hands dispelled all his feelings for her. He attacked Murong Xue with all his spiritual power.

"Such a loss!"

"The pretty face will be gone."

"The fight isn't over yet, and the man couldn't wait."

"Huh, he is well-known for his lechery, so people call him Wanton Qi. He is bold, trying to assault the woman of a master at blue-level."

Everyone around was pitying her, but what Murong Xue did next just blew their mind.

With a cold smile on her face, Murong Xue seemed to be unbothered by the attack. Only those who were at a higher level than blue-level could make their spiritual power visible, but Wanton Qi was at green-level. For Murong Xue, his attack was as harmless as a piece of snowflake flying in the air.

She reached out and pushed the spiritual power back to its owner.

Wanton Qi did not have enough time to know what had happened before he was hit by his own attack. He failed to give out a cry and was reduced to ashes.

All of a sudden, there was only dead silence.

Then an uproar broke out.

"Oh my, what is she?"

"Can we push back the spiritual power like that? Oh my, am I having an illusion?"

"I don't think I'm thinking clearly."

"You idiots. This woman made us believe that she was weak. Wanton Qi was at green-level. She must be at least a level higher than that."

"Wow, a woman is at a higher level than me. I'm ashamed…"

"I want to worship her. She is my goddess..."

"Go away. People like you should stay out of her sight."

This was the Fengyun Continent, a place where the strong were worshiped by people. As long as one was powerful enough, he would have lots of followers. They had only thought that Murong Xue had a pretty face, but now no one dared to look down upon her after this move.

Murong Xue ignored people around her and turned to look at Feng Ziling who had finished his fight. As for Wu Gui, he was lying on the ground now.

Feng Ziling took a cold look at those who were whispering about Murong Xue and people felt absolutely terrified and lowered their heads.

Seeing that, he felt satisfied and turned back to Mu Tian. However, Mu Tian’s fascinating look made him frown.