Chapter 256 The Sword That Cannot Be Unsheathed

Wang Feng, after returning from Ice Spirit, did indeed seem to have undergone a transformation. At the very least, he finally took the initiative to handle various tasks for the President of the Autonomous Association.

In the past, his mind was set on leaving, but now he had made the Rose his home, and his attitude was naturally different.

The affairs of the Autonomous Association were actually numerous, such as organizing various teaching activities and entertainment events, posting announcements for mentors, or handling disputes among disciples. There were endless tasks every day. While these trivial matters would be too much for an ordinary person, they were all easy for Old Wang.

The Rose, which had been somewhat chaotic, quickly returned to normal under Old Wang's decisive actions over the past few days.

To be honest, Karida was somewhat impressed. In terms of management, Wang Feng was a genius.

"Wang Feng has a knack for it," said Blue Sky. "He is loyal to his people, ruthless to outsiders, and doesn't put on airs. As for Lin Yuxiang, he always thinks he is above everyone else, acting as if everything he does is justified."

"This guy is really strange," Karida said with a smile. "In this world, everyone takes class hierarchy for granted, but Wang Feng doesn't play by the rules. Sometimes I wonder, the Nine Gods should be the place where class hierarchy is most emphasized on this continent, yet how did someone like Wang Feng end up there..."

"I was just about to report on the matter of the Nine Gods," Blue Sky paused. "Luo Lan has returned, reverting to his original name Long Luo. He is now a special envoy of the Nine Gods, dispatched to the Holy City Council on official business."

Karida smiled slightly. "Not planning to visit the Rose?"

"Hard to say."

"Have someone keep an eye on him," Karida said calmly. "Also, pay more attention to Wang Feng. This special envoy Long Luo has ulterior motives. Don't let anyone take advantage of the situation."

"Yes."

...

It was a Hell Dragon, its massive flesh riddled with large patches of decay, exposing the white bones and rotten-stone-like innards beneath. Fiery flames burned fiercely on its body, and its deep blue eyes glowed like ghostly fires. Its huge, tattered wings spread wide, the holes doing nothing to hinder its agile flight. Its massive mouth opened and closed, spewing black Hellfire like a flamethrower, instantly igniting half of the Rose.

The attacks from the Gun Institute Academy and Wizard Academy disciples hit its body as if they were mere tickles; the soul beasts of the Soul Beast Academy disciples and the brave figures of the Martial Dao Courtyard disciples were like ants in front of it, their efforts futile. With one sweep, a large number of figures were sent flying into the air like dust.

Not to mention the disciples, even Da Ge and Blue Sky, despite unleashing their dazzling ultimate moves, were still swept away by the Demon Dragon in mere moments.

This Demon Dragon was too powerful; everyone in the Rose was in despair. Mo Tong was wailing in terror, Winnie gritted her teeth, Yin Fu closed her eyes waiting for death, and even Lucky Heaven's beautiful face behind the mask showed panic. The Rose was finished!

But Karida had not given up hope. She shouted desperately, "Wang Feng! Save me!"

"Coming, coming!"

A myriad of rays of light flashed in the sky as Old Wang struck a pose, standing on a rainbow cloud, descending like a god from the horizon!

The blinding radiance and divine aura emanating from Old Wang, as he exuded his overwhelming presence, frightened the Hell Demon Dragon so much that it wet itself, kneeling down and banging its head on the ground frantically.

Old Wang stood aloft with pride, basking in the adoring gazes of Da Ge, Yin Fu, Winnie, Kela, Su Yue, and Lucky Heaven.

Ax, Mo Tong, Hei Wukai, and others all cheered, "It's Wang Feng! Wang Feng has saved us again!"

"Wang Feng, I want you!" Karida declared boldly.

"We want you too!" Yin Fu and the other women said coyly.

"Though there are thousands of rivers, I will only take one cup," Old Wang said calmly, placing his foot on the trembling head of the Demon Dragon, throwing a handsome profile to the crowd below, then reaching out to grasp Da Ge's waist. With a casual wave, a portal to the void opened: "Even an ugly daughter-in-law must meet her in-laws. Little Da, I'm taking you back to my hometown!"

"We want to go too!"

Yin Fu, Su Yue, Clara, Winnie, Lucky Heaven... numerous women rushed forward, vying to squeeze through the narrow void portal. Old Wang was alarmed: "This door is only big enough for two people!"

He hurried to stop them, but it was too late; all the women had already squeezed in.

The void portal bulged like a overstuffed sack, and Old Wang felt the energy becoming unstable, growing both shocked and anxious—was this going to end in disaster?

Boom!

The void gate exploded, and the intense blast sent everyone flying. In his panic, Old Wang grabbed onto a small hand.

Pulling it closer, he saw it was Winnie. Enraged, he started cursing, "Winnie Lee! I told you, told you we couldn’t fit through, but you wouldn’t listen to the captain! What’s wrong with you, getting involved in things that don’t concern you at your age? What were you thinking! I’m your brother, do you want me to spank you?"

"I’m more like your mother! Do you want me to slap you?" A tiny fist quickly loomed before Old Wang’s eyes.

Then came the sharp pain.

"Ouch!" Old Wang clutched his eye and suddenly woke up, only to find himself holding Winnie’s hand.

The little girl’s face was full of black lines. She had come over early in the morning to see this guy sleeping in his underwear, having kicked the blanket aside. She had intended to cover him up, but instead, he grabbed her and threatened to spank her... What a nightmare.

With her fiery temper, Winnie naturally punched him in the face, and one punch wasn’t enough; she wanted another!

Fortunately, Old Wang reacted quickly and dodged, or else the other eye would have swollen as well.

"Just a dream! It was just a dream!" Old Wang regained his senses quickly, mainly out of fear of her murderous aura. He hurriedly explained, "Winnie, in the dream, many bad guys were chasing you. As the captain, I naturally had to protect you, so I held your hand!"

"Ha! Then why did you want to spank me?" Winnie didn’t believe him, "Are you lusting after my beauty, trying to take advantage of me?"

"Cough, cough..." Old Wang nearly choked, "With your flat chest, what kind of advantage could I possibly take?"

Winnie’s face darkened, as if she had read Old Wang’s thoughts.

"Hold on!" Old Wang quickly intervened, his expression serious, "It’s because you refused to run. You’re brave and fearless, insisting on turning back to fight those guys. I had no choice, couldn’t stop you, so I had to resort to that..."

"Oh?" Winnie pouted, her anger dissipating as she found his explanation quite acceptable, "Duh! Do I look like someone who runs away when trouble comes? Who dares to chase me? Of course, I’d face them head-on. Only a useless captain like you would run away!"

"Hehe..." Old Wang chuckled and wiped a large amount of cold sweat from his forehead. Thank goodness for his quick reflexes; otherwise, he might have had to change beds again. He couldn't let Winnie catch on now, so he quickly changed the subject: "So, what brings you to my dorm so early in the morning?"

Winnie finally remembered her purpose, her previous annoyance vanishing as she became animated: "I've got some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news!"

"The good news is about Lin Yuxiang!" Winnie kicked the box beside her, which was quite heavy. Despite her strength, it only moved a few centimeters, and the contents inside jingled. She laughed heartily: "This morning, that guy returned all the money he had taken from Axi Ba. It's over ten thousand lireo! My goodness, I didn't even know there was this much. I thought he'd come asking for medicine after getting beaten up, but instead, he brought us the money. Isn't that like seeing the sun rise in the west?"

Hehe...

Voices from the doorway caught their attention—Fantasy and Wu Di were carrying another box, filled with over ten thousand lireo coins. They placed it in front of Old Wang. Fantasy, hearing Winnie's words, chuckled: "I think that guy has something up his sleeve. We didn't even ask for the money, and he just handed it over. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Who knows what kind of scheme he's cooking up."

Old Wang sprang out of bed with renewed energy, flipped open the two boxes, and saw the gleaming silver lireo inside.

Seeing the money, Old Wang's mood instantly brightened: "Who cares about his schemes! With Da Ge watching my back and the Eight Divisions following me, hmpf, is there anything Hei Wukai can't solve with a single sword strike?"

"What if there is?" Wu Di, being an honest man, asked.

"Then I'll go and add another strike!" Old Wang proudly pulled out a longsword from beside his bed, which looked strikingly similar to Hei Wukai's Yasha Wolf Tooth Sword: "Take a look at this!"

Winnie was both surprised and curious: "Where did you get it? Did you get old Black drunk and steal it?"

Old Wang immediately looked disgusted: "Winnie, don't always think about those underhanded things... Your captain here is a man of impeccable character! This was made by Patu!"

He held the sword horizontally at his waist, bent his knees, and struck a cool pose as if drawing the sword: "Cool, right? The same model as old Black! In a fight, it's all about the presence. A true master must carry a sword!"

The sword was impressive, with a fine design, and Old Wang's pose added to its allure, making Winnie quite intrigued.

The young girl excitedly said: "Let's see it drawn!"

"Hmph, my sword doesn’t come out of its sheath easily!" Old Wang said firmly, waving his hand.

If Hei Wukai had said this, it would have been impressive, but coming from Old Wang...

Winnie laughed heartily, "So what if it comes out?"

Swish!

"Once it’s out, it can’t go back in!"

Wang Feng shrugged helplessly, saying that it was a bit exaggerated, but looking at the grayish material and the tiny bubbles visible on the blade, it was clearly a shoddy product.

"Look! Look at this despicable thing Patu made!" Old Wang said with a wry smile, "What kind of inferior stuff is this? I paid a hundred euros for it, and he told me it was finely forged and made of top-quality secret steel... Just wait until I get my hands on him!"

Far away at the Foundry, Patu sneezed, surely someone was talking about him. But he hadn’t done anything recently to deserve such attention... Ah, right... That guy only gave him a hundred euros and still owed twenty, and wanted a world-class sword? Dream on.

Watching Old Wang curse, Winnie chuckled, "The sword itself isn’t important. Now, there’s some bad news. Don’t blame me for being a wet blanket, but your old friend is back."

"An old flame?" Wang Feng was taken aback, "Beautiful or not so much?"

"Ugh!" Winnie rolled her eyes, "It’s Luo Lan, now called Long Luo, and he’s become a special envoy of the Nine Gods Empire, the kind who can walk around the Holy City as he pleases! Heh, I always feel like his official business is just a cover, and he’s definitely after you."

Old Wang yawned, thinking it might be Clara coming to flirt with him, but Luo Lan...

"Forget it, he’s at least royalty, with plenty of glory and wealth to enjoy. Why would he bother with me? I’m not that appealing." Old Wang said indifferently, after all, he was now part of Da Ge’s crew, and both Da Ge and Blue Sky would protect him: "I think you’re just overthinking things, trying to undermine me and take my position?"

"Is that how you repay kindness?" Winnie shot him a glare, "I heard this news at home and came straight to tell you. Believe it or not, but be careful!"