Chapter 236: Meeting Feng Xiaotian, The Peculiar Hurricane Canyon
Suddenly, Dugu Feng noticed something unusual about the winds in this place.
The gusts weren't ordinary—they carried traces of pure spirit power.
It was just like how certain toxins contained immense vitality; however, here, the element was pure wind—pure, dense, and vibrant.
It was, without a doubt, a sacred training ground for wind-attribute spirit masters.
No wonder Feng Xiaotian had advanced so quickly here.
And to think—the area was also home to countless wolf bandits, born from the union of humans and Gale Demon Wolves, thriving mostly across the northern grasslands and mountain ranges.
Dugu Feng's curiosity grew.
Could there be something truly special about this place?
The two advanced toward the mouth of the canyon.
By the time they arrived, the gales had turned into blades of wind—each as deadly as an attack from a Spirit Master.
Inside the canyon came a mix of sounds—voices, hammering, even footsteps.
"It's the wind!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed. "It's carrying sounds from far away!"
It was like an auditory mirage—just as deserts created illusions to the eye, this wind distorted the air to carry distant echoes.
Dugu Feng marveled. He'd never encountered such a phenomenon before.
"Feng Xiaotian! Please, come out and meet us!"
His deep voice rolled through the canyon again and again, echoing like thunder.
Within the gorge, the wind was even stronger than at its entrance—strong enough that Ning Rongrong, despite her power, couldn't venture in.
So the two waited outside.
Deep within the canyon, a lone figure moved with the winds—
spinning, weaving, flowing like a leaf drifting through a storm, yet in full control of its motion.
It was Feng Xiaotian.
Ever since the Spirit Master Tournament, he had realized his previous self-created techniques were a waste of time.
With innate full spirit power, he should have used his greatest gift to pursue mastery—so, full of resolve, he came here, to this brutal place of training.
From the tournament's end to this very day, he had never once left the canyon.
His instructors had visited him and all were astonished by his dedication.
His efforts had paid off—his spirit power had risen four ranks already, reaching level forty-seven.
Steadfast as ever, Feng Xiaotian's only thought was simple:
the next time he met that Dugu Snake, he would defeat him head-on.
Then, like an illusion forming amid the gale, he heard someone calling his name.
"Dugu Feng's voice—it's no hallucination!"
Changing course instantly, he rode the storm's force toward the canyon's mouth.
Using his third spirit skill, he flew swiftly, the wind at his back.
Moments later, he saw Dugu Feng and Ning Rongrong waiting beyond the canyon's edge.
"Brother Dugu, what brings you two here!"
Feng Xiaotian approached, surprise flickering in his eyes.
Dugu Feng's tone sharpened as he answered, "I heard the border mountains are infested with wolf bandits—merciless monsters who kill and plunder. I thought I'd test myself on them."
Feng Xiaotian immediately understood—the killing intent in Dugu Feng's aura was unlike his own calm focus on training.
"These wolf bandits aren't ordinary. They're strong—there might even be those above the Spirit Saint level among them.
And…"
He hesitated briefly before adding, "This region's wind energy is unusually pure. It has restorative power.
Even when I was injured during training, I could heal quickly just by absorbing the wind's spirit power.
The bandits have lived here for years—their bodies are tough, and their control over wind rivals trained spirit masters."
He decided there was no need to hide this insight from Dugu Feng.
Dugu Feng's eyes gleamed. Could this place conceal some kind of unique inheritance?
"Feng Xiaotian, what's the point of meditating here forever?" Ning Rongrong said with excitement. "Come join us—fight some wolf bandits and learn through battle!"
Feng Xiaotian, though disciplined, found himself tempted. After nearly two years of endless training, a real fight sounded invigorating.
"Then I'll accept your invitation," he said with a smile.
Seeing him agree, Dugu Feng began to question him further about the Hurricane Canyons.
He learned there were dozens of such canyons scattered along the northern frontier—some wide enough for trade caravans to pass, others so narrow and violent that they became death zones.
But all of them shared one feature—pure, concentrated wind energy.
"No one's ever investigated where this wind power comes from?" Dugu Feng asked curiously.
"If the wind only came from the ice plains, it would carry ice energy. But this wind… it's vibrant, alive. It must have a source!"
Feng Xiaotian shook his head and gave a weary smile.
"Of course people have tried to find it. But in the strongest canyons, even Contras can't survive. Eventually, everyone gave up."
Dugu Feng nodded. No matter—first they'd deal with the wolf bandits.
He had a feeling they might hold the key to something greater.
Moments later, his Jade Dragon Snakes returned from reconnaissance.
They had found a large bandit encampment—over three hundred wolf bandits strong.
"Let's go."
The trio followed the mountain paths silently.
For Dugu Feng and Feng Xiaotian, navigating the jagged terrain was effortless.
Ning Rongrong lagged slightly behind but insisted on walking herself.
After more than an hour, her energy was running low—she wasn't a combatant type of spirit master, after all—
so the Jade Dragon Snakes carried her the rest of the way.
Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but marvel. Many spirit masters kept spirit beasts, but he had never witnessed one so powerful.
Eventually, they began spotting signs of the bandits' presence—scattered bones lying everywhere.
Some were animal remains, but many were unmistakably human.
The sight was horrifying.
Dugu Feng released a faint white aura that enveloped all three of them.
"This is my Killing God Domain. In battle, it enhances attack and suppresses foes.
But right now, it'll muffle our presence—no energy or killing intent will leak."
They indeed exuded a terrifying aura.
Under the blanket of that power, calm returned.
Moving carefully, they approached a secluded canyon where the bandits dwelled in cave-dens—each cave serving as a den or living space.
Ning Rongrong activated her head spirit bone, creating an illusion to cloak their approach. Then, she summoned her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Nine-colored light shimmered as waves of supportive power fell upon Dugu Feng and Feng Xiaotian—boosting their spirit power, speed, and mental strength.
The two exchanged a brief glance. Then, in a flash, they charged into the canyon.
The wolf bandits were half-human, half-beast—but their habits mirrored those of men.
Each cavern led deeper into their lair.
Feng Xiaotian's body was surrounded by whirling wind blades, ready to shred anything within reach.
Dugu Feng, meanwhile, invoked spirit possession—
his fingers poised, glowing faintly with emerald and crimson energy—
the Twelve Jade Phosphor Fingers and the Twelve Slaughter Fingers were ready to strike.
The killing had begun.
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