The Almighty Asura

Chapter 67: Spring Lantern Festival

Looking at the panacea inside the jade bottle, Mu Feng was touched beyond words.

No matter how cold and cruel the world is, Mu Feng knew that he was not alone.
There were people who still loved him deeply.

None of us lacked family love.
In fact, this kind of affection had made us feel touched all the time.
However, it is also this affection that is the most easily ignored by us.
This is because family love is always there, and we seem to have taken it for granted.

“A level six panacea! You don’t usually see one of these in small places like Nan Ling kingdom.
How could your sister have one?”

Xi Yue was stunned and said to Mu Feng telepathically.

Mu Feng shook his head as he also didn’t know why Mu Linger had something so precious.

A level six panacea was such a valuable treasure that even the Mu family can’t afford to have.

Although he didn’t know why Mu Linger have something like this, he guessed that she must have made a huge sacrifice.

After keeping the letter and the bottle back inside the wooden box, Mu Feng kept all of them in his Qian Kun ring with a solemn expression.

Although he didn’t need the panacea anymore, he still valued it deeply because it was his sister’s love for him.

Don’t you worry about me, sister… Little Feng has not been beaten down.
I’m still the genius that you once called me.
I will make you proud by studying at the Royal Wudo Academy.
I promise!

Mu Feng clenched his fist and looked up at the sky while making a silent vow.

After that, he immediately wrote two letters.
He then put two level three Blood Pills and six level two Blood Pills into two jade bottles and handed it to the Mu disciple.
He then ordered the disciple to send it to the Royal Wudo Academy.

The two letters were for Yun Qingwan and Mu Linger, as well as the two bottles of Blood Pills.

After that, Mu Feng walked out of his courtyard and went over to Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue’s courtyard.

Two figures were fighting in the courtyard and the sound of their weapons clashing was clearly heard.

One of them was dressed in black robes and had a muscular physique.
He had short hair and wore a black-colored headband across his forehead.
His weapon was a snow-white knife and he was continuously striking it down at his opponent.

The other guy was dressed in snow-white robes and had a slender physique.
He was quite good-looking and held a long sword in his hands.
His strikes were fast like the wind and silent like phantoms.

A beautiful girl dressed in green sat on a nearby bench and was quietly watching the fight.

These three people were Mu Kuang, Bai Ziyue and Mu Lan.

Mu Feng was greatly surprised when he found out that Bai Ziyue had reached Zi Fu First Sky.
Although it was only the First Sky of Zi Fu, his rate of cultivation was astonishing.

Mu Kuang had also reached Zi Fu First Sky.
Due to his Ti Xiu cultivation, his strength was also amazing.

Both of them kept charging at each other and were locked in a serious battle.
The clashing of their weapons even stirred up the snow on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Mu Feng laughed and grabbed his knife.
He then stepped forward and sprung out, charging forward into the fight as well.

“Tiger Release!”

Mu Feng struck down heavily at Mu Kuang’s knife, causing Mu Kuang to take a few steps back due to the tremendous explosive force.

“Concentric Finger Poke!”

With a flick of his finger, a golden flash of force slammed at Bai Ziyue’s sword, causing Bai Ziyue to fall back a few steps as well.

“Awesome!”

Upon seeing this scene, Mu Lan cheered and clapped her hands.

Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue exchanged a glance and charged at Mu Feng at the same time, turning it into a lively two-on-one fight.

After 50 moves or so, Mu Feng flicked off Bai Ziyue’s sword with his finger and kicked him in his abdomen.
Bai Ziyue was instantly sent flying around five meters away and fell on the ground with a loud thud.

Mu Feng then moved about swiftly like the wind and dodged Mu Kuang’s punch.
While grabbing Mu Kuang’s arm, Mu Feng twisted his body and sent an elbow punch straight at his armpit, causing Mu Kuang to fall on the ground as well.

Mu Feng then stood up straight and looked at the two of them with a satisfied smile on his face, his long black hair swaying in the wind.

“That’s awesome, Little Lord!”

Mu Lan cheered with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Both of them got up, clasped hands and greeted Mu Feng with a bitter smile: “Brother Feng!”

“Well, that’s a pretty good fight.
I see that you guys have improved quite a lot over the month, keep it up.
Ziyue, you’ve cultivated your Phantom Sword Skill up to the Xiao Cheng level, right? Oh, your cultivation has also reached Zi Fu First Sky, that’s quite amazing.”

Mu Feng said to the both of them with a smile on his face while doing a thumbs-up.

“Hehe, it’s all thanks to the panacea that Brother Feng gave us!”

Both of them laughed embarassingly.

“However, we still can’t beat Brother Feng in a match, haih…”

Bai Ziyue sighed deeply and said.
“Haha, I’ve spent so many years in the army after all.
Of course you guys can’t beat me that easily yet.”

Mu Feng laughed and said.
It was obvious that he had much more fighting experience compared to them.

“Little Lord, tomorrow is the start of the New Year festivals, and tonight is the Spring Lantern Festival.
I’m sure there will be many exciting activities going on in An Nan city tonight.
Shall we go and have a look?”

At this moment, Mu Lan approached them and said.

“Hmm, yeah, I think we should.
After cultivating for so long, it’s time that we take a rest and relax.”

Mu Feng replied with a smile.
Mu Lan was delighted to hear his reply and beamed in happiness.
She then took Mu Kuang’s and Mu Feng’s hand and starting walking out of the courtyard with Bai Ziyue following behind them.

The streets of An Nan city were crowded with people.
Everybody had smiles on their faces and every household was decorated with beautiful lanterns and lights.
The atmosphere was very lively.

The New Year festivals, also called as Spring Festivals, are festivals to welcome good luck and leave behind any ill-fortune.

After tomorrow, Mu Feng will officially turn 16 years old.

With a large stick of Tanghulu in their hands, the four of them walked down the streets of An Nan city and stopped by some roadside stalls every now and then.

Mu Feng took a bite of Tanghulu and looked at Mu Lan and the others with a warm smile on his face.

It had been such a long time since he felt so relaxed.

He had been living in tension for the past few months, and sometimes he even felt slightly out of breath.

His hatred and sadness for the death of his father and the 200,000 Mu soldiers had been pressing on his heart all this time, so he just couldn’t bother to take a rest and relax himself.
At the same time, Mu Feng missed his big uncle and Wan Er deeply, because they were the ones who celebrated the festivals with him back then.

When he was in the army, the only time he could accompany Wan Er was the two months time during the New Year festivals.
The rest of his time was spent in the barracks with a group of old soldiers.

“Phew, check this out.
A hot babe.”

When Mu Feng was thinking about the good memories, he suddenly heard a voice from afar.

Four muscular men stood in front of Mu Lan and looked at her with an evil smile on their faces.

They reeked of alcohol, so it was obvious that they had been drinking a lot.

“Hey, little girl, let me touch and see if you’re well developed… Hehe…”

One of them reached out their hand towards Mu Lan.

“You wanton man!”

A trace of coldness flashed across Mu Feng’s eyes.
He then grabbed the man’s arm and twisted it.

Kachakk!

“Ah…!”

The man’s arm was broken and one could clearly hear the sound of his bones cracking.
He then fell on the ground and howled in pain.

Upon hearing their partner’s scream, the other three men managed to regain a certain level of consciousness.
They flew into a rage when they saw that their partner’s arm was broken.
They then pulled out their knives that were strapped at their waists and viciously charged towards Mu Feng.