History's Number 1 Founder

Lin Feng's mind twitched as he felt a very killing intent rise into the sky from the northern streets of the Yuzhou City.

He saw on the streets a giant man, ferocious like a beast from time immemorial, standing firm on the ground while angrily gazing at a bunch of white-robed people.

The giant man appeared to come from a different ethnicity. His entire body was bursting with power like a dragon or an elephant and it was apparent that he specialized in physical martial arts. Behind him stood a bunch of cultivators dressed similarly. Every one of them brimmed with power and strength like a pack of dragons.

Looking at this sight, Lin Feng's heart missed a beat as he thought, "The Royal House of the Northern Tribes?"

The cultivators of the Royal House of the Northern Tribes could be divided into two extremes. Most of them specialized in physical martial arts and their physical body brimmed with power. In the entire Grand Celestial World, they were considered the top and could easily stand toe-to-toe with the Demonic Tribes.

A smaller group of them focused on cultivating spirit spells, otherwise known as Shamanism. While they were different from the mainstream spells of the Divine Lands, they were highly powerful in terms of spirit spells.

Facing the cultivators of the Northern Tribes, the white-robed group stared at them coldly. They were from the Heaven Lake Sect.

However, that was not the main point. The main point was that Lin Feng discovered Xiao Budian, Tun Tun and Zhuge Fengling was hiding in the streets near the groups, watching them with schadenfreude.

What made Lin Feng more worried was that the smiles on their three faces resembled that of three weasels who had successfully stolen three chickens from a coop.

Lin Feng's expression did not change as he fumed inside, "What s*it did the three of them stir up this time?"

Cao Wei too discovered something was amiss. When he saw the Northern Tribe cultivators, his face turned colder.

The Vivant Joy Holy Man too noticed the commotion. The usually buoyant Vivant Joy Holy Man sighed as he said, "Your Highness, the Prince Xian of the Left, please control your clansmen. If not, Yuzhou will be destroyed by you."

The two countries shared a common border, where sporadic border conflicts may erupt. If so many members of the Northern Tribes were to make a big commotion, it would appear to the common citizen of Yuzhou City as if they were invading, creating a terrible impression.

If his counterpart did not give a response, the Vivant Joy Holy Man, in spite of his normally cheery nature, would be forced to take drastic actions.

From the northern skies, a voice came, laughing, "Forgive me, Vivant Joy Holy Man. My sons are too brash."

The laughter appeared to have originated far away, but soon enough it appeared before Lin Feng and the rest.

Before everyone appeared a large middle-aged man, dressed in the luxurious robes of a different ethnicity. However, his dressing and smile could not conceal the violence and vitality brimming within him, which appeared to be close to bursting forth,

His entire body brimmed with strength. Lin Feng, who stood next to him, felt as if he was standing next to the sun.

The energy he gave off appeared to concretize into something solid. A red glow enveloped his body, striking fear into everyone's heart.

This was the first person Lin Feng had seen since he came to this world, who possessed such prowess in the physical martial arts. It was also the first person that he had seen, ever since he ascended to the Nascent Soul stage, who could best his Avatar of Ares.

This was the Prince Xian of the Left, one of the major figures of the Royal House of the Northern Tribes who had reached the Immortal Soul stage.

Looking at him, Lin Feng thought, "To enter the Immortal Soul stage, one must combine his Nascent Soul together with the laws of Heavens and Earth. Only then could one form an Immortal Soul stage avatar."

"Many cultivators, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, would choose to dispose of their physical body. However, this Prince Xian of the Left chose to do the opposite. He combined his Immortal Soul stage avatar with his physical body."

"Discarding the Immortal Soul stage avatar and not being bound by its restrictions while continuing to ameliorate his physical body... Only he would know the cost-benefit of a such an action."

Lin Feng thought, "The top cultivators of Man who cultivated physical martial arts should be the former Buddhist holy ground, the Great Thunderclap Temple. Apparently, after they had reached the Immortal Soul stage, they would form their own golden body, which is different from a normal Immortal Soul stage avatar."

"I wonder if he too followed the same principle of combining his Immortal Soul stage avatar with his physical body?"

After Prince Xian of the Left finished his sentence, the Northern Tribes cultivators began to rescind their killing aura. However, they pierced the Heaven Lake Sect with a furious glare.

The Heaven Lake Sect cultivators too maintained a frosty demeanor. They appeared impervious to their stares. The conflicts between the two of them were many, why not just settle it in one big showdown?

"Forgive me, Vivant Joy Holy Man. My kids are a bit brash, but you can't blame them," said Prince Xian of the Left slowly. "If you must know, my tribesmen, raise horses."

"Like how ordinary mortals raise horses, once my tribesmen began cultivation they too would raise pegasus. To them, these horses are like that. They are a part of our Northern Tribes. They are our family, our kinsmen, who accompanied us across the snowy tundras."

Prince Xian of the Left cast his gaze onto Cao Wei. While he was still smiling, a tinge of anger could be felt, "Now, I wonder which despicable bunch of people would actually dare to steal my kinsmen? How could we let such a transgression go?"

The Vivant Joy Holy Man doubled over in shock, "Your pegasus were stolen?"

The pegasus was one of the many fantastic beasts reared by the Northern Tribes. It looked like a horse, but it was much more powerful. Its body was big like an elephant and extremely wild and bloodthirsty.

Similar to the Thunder Draco Horse, the pegasus was descended from the Immemorial Celestial Dragon. While its blood was impure, it was purer than that of the Thunder Draco Horse and much more powerful than it.

The Northern Tribes had one Pegasus Beast Lord whose power was immense. It was no way weaker than a Dragon Tribe member of the similar stage.

Each of the Northern Tribe cultivators possessed one of these beasts, whom they cared for and raised. Together, they began their cultivation. Not only were they their partners, they were a good assistance against their opponents too.

The Northern Tribe cultivators' relationship with their pegasus were extremely close. Now that they had been stolen, it was no wonder that they were infuriated.

Even the Immortal Soul stage leader of the Northern Tribes, Prince Xian of the Left, was triggered.

Looking at the unfriendly gaze of his counterpart, Cao Wei thought, "Why is he blaming me for this?" As he was about to open his mouth, words were stuck in his throat.

The relationship between the Heaven Lake Sect and the Royal House of the Northern Tribes was never friendly. Conflicts erupted between the two of them frequently, and these were not limited to just small-scale skirmishes.

Now that they were all concentrated in Yuzhou City, it was highly possible that one of his disciples took offence at the Northern Tribes cultivators and killed their pegasus to vent.

While Cao Wei was able to monitor every single behavior of his disciple, he was not inclined to do so.

Even if such a thing did happen, then to him it was no biggie. While it may seem petty, Cao Wei had no intention of berating his own disciples.

"You can't even look after your own horses and yet you decided to blame it on others. Is this how the Northern Tribes operate?" Cao Wei replied coldly. "If I were Your Highness, I would ask myself I had slipped up in any way."

"Perhaps your horse ran away by itself? Don't blame everything on the Heaven Lake Sect, my sect has no energy to entertain you," Cao Wei said coldly. "If you want to fight, my sect accepts your challenge. Don't go and find such a lousy excuse."

Prince Xian of the Left of the Northern Tribes lifted his head to the sky and laughed, "What a sect! You dare to do it but you dare not admit it? My sons followed the feathers that our pegasus shed and it led us straight to your abode. Furthermore, we found one of our pegasus in your courtyard."

"We have both evidence and a culprit. How dare you not admit!"

Lin Feng looked at the two of them as he felt slightly uneasy. He turned his body away from them without saying anything.

"Those two useless idiots!" Lin Feng almost wanted to slap his forehead. He was 90% sure that Xiao Budian and the rest stole the pegasus and then blamed it on the Heaven Lake Sect.

While their method was extremely crude, and the Northern Tribe would have surely found something amiss, but they probably chose to ignore it and decided to find trouble with the Heaven Lake Sect.

Regardless who did it, we'd beat you up first.

Indeed, using his psychic consciousness, Lin Feng noticed the Xiao Budian and the two others looking at the two groups staring each other down. It was almost as if he could not wait for a battle to start. They then hoped to take advantage of the chaos and steal one.

"Come back, they won't' fight," Lin Feng projected his voice to the three troublemakers.

Xiao Budian and Tun Tun looked at each other and guffawed. Zhuge Fengling's face was covered with regret.

The three of them sneakily left the scene and returned to Lin Feng's side.

On the other side, the Vivant Joy Holy Man's face was filled with despair as he tried to mediate between Prince Xian of the Left and Cao Wei.

"Today, both you and I are guests. I shall not waste words on you," said Prince Xian of the Left with a wave of his hand. "After the Conference began, we shall let our kids spar. Will you be willing to bet with me?"

Cao Wei said coldly, "What should we bet?"

Prince Xian of the Left said, "If our two sides do actually fight each other during the Conference, and your side wins, then we shall forget about this whole matter. However, if my Northern Tribes kinsmen win, then you shall make an open apology and return us our pegasus."

Cao Wei laughed coldly, "Hilarious, could your face be thicker?"

Prince Xian of the Left did not appear panicky. Instead, he said slowly, "If you can't decide right now, you can go back and discuss with your 'Two Elders of Ice and Fire'. I'll wait."

After the Sun Radiance Swordmaster and the Supreme Radiance Swordmaster heard that, a weird expression appeared on their face. Even the Vivant Joy Holy Man laughed awkwardly.

Lin Feng almost bit his tongue. While Prince Xian of the Left may appear coarse, his words stung like venom.

As opposed to the Sun Radiance Swordmaster and the Supreme Radiance Swordmaster, Cao Wei, while being the master of the Heaven Lake Sect, was not its sole leader. Above him was two elders, who had been practising closed-door cultivation for long and hence, few knew their names. Thus, they were known as 'Two Elders of Ice and Fire.'

In reality, the Two Elders of Ice and Fire did not care much about the world. All matters of the Heaven Lake Sect were settled by Cao Wei. His words, in the sect, could be taken as law. However, if the Two Elders of Ice and Fire were to say anything, then Cao Wei had to listen to them. Thought these incidences were rare.

However, once Prince Xian of the Left used their names against him, it was akin to a form of psychological warfare.