Chapter 28: The Perilous Gale

  The cold wind brought Su Qingchen to the riverbank, and as soon as he landed, he swung his hand and threw Su Qingchen into the river. Feeling something was off, Su Qingchen's body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and with a swift rotation of his soul, he suppressed his soul power, flipped his body in mid-air, and landed steadily on the riverbank.

  Leng Feng nodded in satisfaction and looked at Su Qingchen, saying slowly: "How did you feel after arriving at school?"

  Su Qingchen curled up her mouth and said casually, "It's okay, I gained a lot from the Newborn Competition, but I feel like I didn't learn any real skills in school. Except for making some friends and getting some soul techniques, there's nothing else."

  The cold wind quietly looked at Su Qingchen, and inexplicably felt a strange sensation in his heart. He asked incomprehensibly: "What is the real skill for you? The theoretical knowledge of Stan School is renowned throughout the continent and is recognized as the most suitable for primary soul masters to learn from. How can it become worthless when it comes to you?"

  Su Qingchen smiled and shook his head: "What dogshit theoretical knowledge, no matter how good something is, it must be suitable for oneself, everyone is different, only the things that one has explored by oneself are the most practical, relying solely on others will never stand at the peak of the mainland in this life."

  When he heard these words from Su Qingchen's mouth, Leng Feng's calm heart was moved. He really didn't dare to believe that these words were spoken by a twelve-year-old boy. If someone else had said this, Leng Feng would have thought him arrogant and self-aggrandizing. But coming from Su Qingchen's mouth, it only made Leng Feng more determined to cultivate Su Qingchen with all his might.

  The cold wind patted his hand, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth and said, "I hope you can not only talk but also do better. Today I brought you here to tell you two things. The first thing is that after you return to the college, please take a few days off and go with me to a place."

  Looking at the cold wind who had stopped and didn't speak again, Su Qingchen asked in puzzlement: "What's another thing?"

  "In a few days, we will go out once. Today, the swift soldiers have gone to receive their mission. After receiving the next mission in seven days, they will set off. This mission is perilous and there may be casualties, but as long as it's completed, the Swift Wind Mercenary Group will be saved." As he spoke, Cold Wind gazed into the distant sky, a hint of worry flashing across his eyes.

  Su Qingchen furrowed her brow slightly, looking puzzled as she asked: "Leng Feng Uncle, I just went to the team and felt it was very quiet. Where did all the team members go? Why are only you and Hei Shu here?"

  Leng Feng turned around and said faintly, "Recently, the mercenary groups in Yu Luo City have been disbanding one after another. Some were disbanded, some were destroyed, and some merged with others. Not long after you started school, only Skull and Distant Wind were left. Recently, the Mercenary Guild received over a hundred tasks at once, and many members took on multiple tasks and went out. Now, there are only four people left in the group: me, Distant Soldier, Hei Zi, and Lao Gao."

  Su Qingchen heard Leng Feng's words and was stunned for a moment before responding, "Not bad, making a small fortune." After speaking, he felt that something was off and fell into deep thought.

  "You also think something is off, right? I previously told them not to go out, but the people in the group just wouldn't listen because they were too eager to make money. And with Skull's words, many of the team members already have the idea of making some more money and leaving. So, the task from the main hall came at a really convenient time." Cold Wind said calmly, his tone mixed with a hint of helplessness.

  "I think the task was issued by the Skull Mercenary Group, and it's possible that they'll try to recruit members from our group while doing the task. If they can't, they might just kill us directly." Su Qingchen said, stroking his chin in analysis.

  A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately returned to normal. He opened his mouth with a hint of helplessness: "I also know, but they won't listen, and I couldn't say it too clearly. If I pushed them too hard, the Dīc Fēng Mercenary Corps would disband even without needing the Skull."

  "This group of scum is really sinister, this move is too vicious. Damn it, one day I'll dismantle their bones and feed them to the dogs, see if they're still arrogant." As she spoke, Su Qingchen made a dismantling motion with her hands, her facial expression extremely ferocious.

  The cold wind did not speak, but only swept Su Qingchen with a glance, and that stern face gave people an inexplicable melancholy.

  "Cold Wind Uncle, what task are you going to complete? I just heard you say there will be casualties? There are only four of you left, can't you not go? Is the Skull really that scary? Three months later, it's no big deal to leave Feather Fall City and come back to destroy them when your strength is greater than theirs. I'll stay in the city as an internal response, keeping an eye on the Skull's development at all times." Su Qingchen said seriously, looking at Cold Wind.

  Leng Feng shook his head, he knew that a real man should be able to yield and adapt, but his own proud personality wouldn't allow him to admit defeat voluntarily, even if it meant death. He and his brothers had fought hard to carve out their own territory in Yu Luo City, and just as they were getting started, he couldn't bear the thought of losing it all now, especially since there was no way to retreat this time.

  Leng Feng walked up to Su Qingchen and wrapped his arms around him, opening his mouth in a light tone: "Two days ago, the Iron Gun Mercenary Group, also known as Ji Feng, moved out of Yu Luo City. Yesterday, news arrived that they were completely annihilated on their way." As he spoke, Leng Feng's face revealed a hint of worry.

  The cold wind patted Su Qingchen's shoulder and immediately opened his mouth in confusion. "Tell me, how did you win the new book competition championship? I remember that when you just went to school, you were only a third-level spiritual master. It's impossible to defeat Guo Xiang and Lu Fei of the Spiritual Realm."

  Su Qingchen was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "I'm now a sixth-level spiritual master. What's the big deal about a small spirit? Didn't you see that I even made Da Lingshi's Heizi uncle bleed earlier?" As he spoke, Su Qingchen looked up at the sky with a hint of pride on his face, paused for a moment, and then asked again, "Leng Feng uncle, how do you know Guo Xiang and Lu Fei?"

  "There are many celebrities in your generation, Guo Xiang, the grandson of the Dean of Stan Academy, Lu Fei, the youngest son of the Imperial Chancellor, and Zhang Long, the son of the Iron Tyrant of the Empire. Each of them is a renowned figure in Featherfall City. You actually managed to defeat them and win the competition, it's really beyond my expectations." Cold Wind's tone was laced with a hint of surprise.

  "It turned out that the broken pot Xiang was the grandson of the dean, no wonder his skills were as smooth as using white paper, with just a flick of his wrist, it was like magic to everyone watching, and he had such an awesome grandfather, unfortunately, he's a softie, can't help but laugh." Su Qingchen said with a smile.

  Leng Feng glared at Su Qingchen and said, "You're smiling like that, but you can't be too proud or too humble no matter what achievements you get. Have you forgotten what I told you before about not showing emotions on your face?"