Fantasy World: Seducing The Heroine At The Start-Chapter 152: Blood Demon Cult is here

The next morning passed quietly.

When Feng Yun woke up, Li Shixin had already returned to her own courtyard. The traces of the previous night were gone, replaced by the calm rhythm of the clan’s daily routine. After washing up, Feng Yun ate the breakfast prepared by Wang Ruo.

Soon after, he began his usual work.

Feng Yun walked through the training grounds, observing the disciples’ cultivation. He did not interfere much, only correcting mistakes when necessary and offering short guidance when someone reached a bottleneck. His presence alone brought calm to the training grounds, and the disciples cultivated with greater focus when he was nearby.

By midday, he had already inspected several areas of the clan.

At noon, Feng Yun walked out of the clan, strolling on the streets.

"Huh!"

Feng Yun paused slightly and continued walking.

’Looks like they are here. how did they found out my identity so soon?’ Feng Yun said in mind. Just now, he faintly sensed a few malicious auras behind him. Feng Yun didn’t turn around to look but kept walking.

He noticed a few unfamiliar faces on the street; he didn’t pay attention at first, but when he sensed their cultivation, it turned out there was a saint realm cultivator present among them.

It instantly caught his attention. Forget about saint realm cultivators; even martial king realm cultivators were a very rare sight in the Maple Leaf City.

An unknown saint-realm cultivator with a hidden malicious aura raised an alarm in his head.

Here is a clean, steady continuation, keeping the tone simple, readable, and grounded, without dramatic exaggeration or cryptic phrasing.

An unknown Saint Realm cultivator appearing in Maple Leaf City was not normal.

Feng Yun remained calm on the surface, but his thoughts became sharp and focused. He slowed his pace slightly, blending into the flow of pedestrians, as if nothing unusual had happened. From the corner of his eye, he casually observed reflections in shop windows and puddles on the ground, carefully confirming his earlier feeling.

There were three of them.

Two were hiding their cultivation at the peak of the Martial King Realm, while the third was suppressing his aura much more deeply. The suppression was not perfect, but it was enough to fool most cultivators in the city.

Unfortunately for them, Feng Yun was not "most cultivators".

Their spiritual fluctuations carried a faint trace of blood-based cultivation methods. It was subtle but familiar.

"The Demon Blood Cult," Feng Yun concluded silently.

He continued walking forward without changing direction. Turning around or confronting them here would only draw attention, and Maple Leaf City was not a place where he wanted open conflict. Civilians filled the streets, and unnecessary chaos would only damage the clan’s reputation.

The group followed at a careful distance, clearly experienced. They did not rush, nor did they openly lock onto him with divine sense. Instead, they used ordinary observation, blending into the crowd like common travellers.

They were patient.

That patience confirmed Feng Yun’s suspicion.

"They are not here to kill," Feng Yun thought. "They are here to confirm."

If they could verify his identity, more people would follow. If they failed, they would retreat quietly and try another method.

Either way, Maple Leaf City would soon become unsafe.

Feng Yun turned into a narrower street lined with small shops and residential courtyards. The crowd thinned, and the noise faded slightly. His pace remained steady, unhurried, as if he were simply taking a leisurely walk.

Behind him, the three followed.

When he reached a quiet intersection, Feng Yun stopped briefly in front of a stall, pretending to examine a few items. At the same time, he released a thin thread of divine sense, carefully probing the Saint Realm cultivator.

The result confirmed his guess.

Not a peak, Saint.

Early-stage Saint Realm.

Still dangerous, but manageable.

Feng Yun straightened and continued walking, his expression unchanged.

"Good," he thought calmly. "This is better than expected."

He had no intention of fighting here, but he also had no intention of letting them leave freely. Allowing a Saint Realm expert from the Demon Blood Cult to wander around Maple Leaf City unchecked was unacceptable.

At the same time, he could not act rashly.

"I need to kill quickly and secretly; a saint realm’s fight could destroy whole city," Feng Yun reminded himself.

As he walked, he quietly adjusted his route, heading toward the outer districts of the city. With each turn, the surroundings became less crowded, the buildings more spaced apart.

The followers did not retreat.

Instead, their killing intent became slightly clearer, but they didn’t try approch him or showed a sign of attacking, just followed him from a distance, looks like they are came here to probe him this time.

Feng Yun’s lips curved into a faint, cold smile.

"If you want to test me," he thought, "then follow properly."

And so, without a single word spoken, a silent chase began—one that would not end within the city walls.

At the same time, Feng Yun contacted the sword saint through the voice transmission and asked about the current situation of the Blood Demon Cult in the Black Plain City.

"Hmm, Feng Yun, what happened?"

"The members of the Blood Demon Cult are here in the Maple Leaf City." Feng Yun said.

"Huh, so they found out your identity. It was sooner than I expected. Do you need help?" The sword saint replied.

"No need; there is only one saint realm cultivator. I can handle him. How is the situation over there?"

"The Demon Blood Cult had begun moving in Black Plain City. Their activities were still hidden, but the signs are becoming clear. Disappearances, underground transactions, and traces of forbidden cultivation methods had already appeared. "The sword saint replied.

Feng Yun’s expression remained calm as he absorbed the information.

His feud with the Demon Blood Cult was deep. They had crossed his bottom line more than once, and he had destroyed their very important chess piece in the Black Plain City, disturbing their big plan.

"They’re getting impatient," Feng Yun murmured.

"The demonic cult are cautious by nature, but they are also greedy. They have waited so long and chose to come out this time; they must have made enough preparation to fight against the Azure Dragon Empire and other righteous clans." The sword spoke and continued, "By the way, recently I heard a rumour spreading in the city that the Black Plain City is hiding a big secret treasure."

"Huh, treasure, what kind of treasure?" Feng Yun became curious.

"Nobody knows what kind of treasure this is or its exact whereabouts, but the probability of some kind of treasure appearing in the Black Plain City in the near future is very high. I think the Blood Demon Cult may be after this legendary treasure."

Feng Yun pondered for a moment and asked, "You have connections, try to find about this legendary treasure or whatever is it."

"I am working on it already." The sword saint replied; he was himself very curious.

"I will handle it here; you should take care of your clan. Those people must have sent your information back to the cult already, now you will have to face the Blood Demon Cult.

He put the jade slip away and continued walking, his steps steady.

Inside his mind, plans were already forming.

The Feng Clan was not ready for direct confrontation yet. Their strength was growing, but it was still better to avoid drawing the Demon Blood Cult’s focus onto the clan itself. Any conflict would need to be shifted elsewhere.

"Black Plain City," Feng Yun thought.

Originally, he had planned to move there slowly and quietly. Now, the situation had changed. If the Demon Blood Cult was already active there, then that city would inevitably become the first battlefield.

That was not necessarily a bad thing.

If handled properly, it could even be an opportunity.