Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 714 - 712: Master

Noticing the green-clad girl’s slight movement, Luo Feng smiled and said, "There’s a small town up ahead. Let’s go there."

Hearing Luo Feng’s words, the green-clad girl seemed to recall something, and her face turned slightly pale. Her clear, bright eyes looked at Luo Feng as she bit the corner of her lip and softly murmured, "Are you going to sell me too...?"

"Hmm?" Luo Feng was slightly stunned.

THUD.

The green-clad girl suddenly knelt, clutching Luo Feng’s clothes and begging, "Could you please not sell me? I will behave. I know many things: I can wash clothes, cook, and I’m strong enough to defeat a second-level Demon Beast. I’ll do anything you ask. Please, don’t sell me to anyone else..."

The green-clad girl’s delicate body trembled slightly, crystal-clear tears streaming down her cheeks. Since childhood, she had lived amidst contempt and disdain. Luo Feng’s gaze was the only one that differed from others. Even though she didn’t understand what made it different, deep down, she knew she didn’t want to leave this young man who had thanked her.

Seeing the tearful little girl, a bitter smile touched the corner of Luo Feng’s mouth. He reached out, stroked her hair, and said with a gentle smile, "Don’t worry, I won’t sell you to anyone else."

"Really?" The green-clad girl wiped away her tears and looked at Luo Feng with sparkling eyes. "Would you be willing to be my master?"

Luo Feng hesitated for a moment. Knowing she might not believe him if he didn’t agree, he nodded. With a wave of his hand, he lifted the green-clad girl and said, "From this day forward, you belong only to me. You don’t need to kneel to anyone else."

Hearing this, the green-clad girl’s clear and lively eyes lit up. A faint smile of joy touched her lips. She hastily wiped away her tears and was about to kneel again, but then stopped, blushing as she replied, "Yes, Master."

Hearing the green-clad girl address him as such, Luo Feng could only offer a wry smile.

"Master, what are you planning to do in the town?" the green-clad girl remembered Luo Feng’s earlier words and asked.

Luo Feng pointed at her bare feet. "To buy you a pair of shoes."

The green-clad girl wriggled her toes awkwardly and lowered her gaze. "Slaves are not allowed to wear shoes."

"From today, you can," Luo Feng said and was about to leave with the green-clad girl. Suddenly, remembering he didn’t know her name, he asked, "What’s your name?"

The green-clad girl shook her head. "I’ve been a slave since I was a child; I don’t have a name."

Luo Feng frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the green-clad girl. Her elegant figure was like a lotus in the mundane world, refined and pleasant.

RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE...

A breeze swept across the cliff, rustling the leaves on the nearby trees, creating a crisp sound like wind chimes.

"I’ll give you a name." After contemplating for a moment, Luo Feng said, "How about Qing Ling?"

"Qing Ling..." The green-clad girl stopped, repeating the name to herself. After what seemed like a long moment, she finally came to her senses, an irrepressible joy spreading across her face. "Qing Ling, Qing Ling... I finally have a name!"

"Do you like it?"

"Yes! I like it! Thank you for naming me, Master!" Qing Ling nodded earnestly, her eyes curving like crescents, revealing a pure and unconventional girlish playfulness for the first time.

Looking at Qing Ling now, Luo Feng was taken aback. Her delicate body exuded youthful vitality and an enticing aura. Her clear, bright eyes were purer than the sky, and she possessed an ethereal, light elegance. Despite her youth, she was even more captivating than the flamboyant red-clad girl from before.

Perhaps moved by her smile, Luo Feng also felt a slight joy in his heart. He said, "Qing Ling, let’s go."

With that, Luo Feng beckoned with his hand, wrapped Qing Ling in a Yuan Qi shield, and rushed towards the distant town.

"AH!" A slightly panicked exclamation broke the silence of the afternoon.

Utilizing the Sky Cloud Step, Luo Feng moved as fast as lightning and, in no time, arrived outside the town. Dropping onto the ground, Luo Feng headed toward Yellow Mountain Town with Qing Ling.

This place was indeed in the outer region of the Imperial City. Despite being just a small town, its walls were nearly a hundred meters high. They were ancient and imposing, appearing grand and majestic. Although the sun blazed fiercely, a continuous stream of people flowed outside the city gate, creating a bustling and lively scene.

It was Qing Ling’s first time in such a crowded place. Following Luo Feng, her eyes curiously scanned her surroundings. At the city gate stood a squad of burly city guards. Their eyes occasionally flashed with keen light, and the powerful aura they exuded was chilling enough to make one shiver. Of course, they could only intimidate ordinary people.

"The entry fee is twenty taels of silver per person! Whoever dares to sneak in will bear the consequences!" The guard captain’s cold shout vibrated through the city gate.

A somewhat plump middle-aged man, accompanied by two others, stepped forward and paid twenty taels of silver. He said to the city guard, "They are my slaves."

The city guard glanced at the shackles on the feet of the two people behind the man, waved his hand, and said, "Go ahead."

Leading Qing Ling forward, Luo Feng took out forty taels of silver from his storage ring.

"Master..." Seeing Luo Feng take out forty taels of silver, Qing Ling furrowed her brows slightly. Slaves don’t need to pay the city entry fee. Just as she was about to remind Luo Feng, he had already started walking towards the city gate. She could only quicken her pace and follow.

"That little girl, wearing ankle chains and barefoot, must be a slave. Why is that young man wearing a mask paying forty taels for the entrance fee?" one of the city gate guards watched Luo Feng’s retreating figure, perplexed.

Another guard beside him scoffed, "Who knows?"

Having paid the entrance fee for both of them, Luo Feng and Qing Ling entered the city smoothly. The streets were bustling with people, and he occasionally saw foreign martial artists in strange apparel. Their presence here is probably tied to my life-and-death duel with Yi Tian, Luo Feng suspected.

Releasing his Soul Power, Luo Feng sensed the auras around him and was slightly surprised. On this single street, he sensed four or five extremely powerful auras. Three belonged to martial artists at the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and one was at the Sixth Level. There was another individual whose aura was so profound that even he couldn’t fully discern it; this person was likely a powerhouse at the Seventh Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm or higher.

At this moment, Qing Ling leaned in closer to Luo Feng and pointed to a nearby location, whispering, "Master, there are Demon Beasts over there. Why does that person look scared?"

Luo Feng glanced over and raised an eyebrow. A young martial artist was walking on the street ahead. The man was extremely tall, draped only in a fierce beast’s hide. His bristling hair gave him a wild appearance, and he faintly exuded the aura of a savage beast. Most eye-catching was that on either side of the young martial artist, there were two tiger-like Demon Beasts. These Demon Beasts were over three meters tall, with fiery fur. Their huge jaws held two arm-thick fangs, sharp as sabers, reflecting a chilling light. The brutality and wildness in their pupils made those nearby afraid to approach.

They were Fourth-level intermediate Demon Beasts, Red Flame Tigers. Luo Feng recognized the two Demon Beasts at a glance and murmured, I didn’t expect to encounter the Wild tribe here.

"The Wild tribe from the Southern Forest Wilderness?" Qing Ling’s eyes flashed with surprise.

"Yes." Luo Feng nodded. The Wild tribe living in the Southern Forest Wilderness was easy to recognize. They were distinguishable by their Beast Taming abilities and their preference for fur clothing.

Perhaps noticing their prolonged gaze, the young Wild tribe member turned his head. Seeing Luo Feng, a malicious smirk appeared on his lips as he let out a provocative whistle.

ROAR!

As if commanded, the two Red Flame Tigers turned around. Their bodies crouched slightly, and their tiger eyes stared at Luo Feng, radiating a fierce light and an extremely terrifying aura.

CRACK!

One of the Red Flame Tigers pressed its right foot down slightly, and cracks immediately spiderwebbed across the hard ground.

This looks like the opening stance of some fist technique. It seems the rumors about the Wild tribe teaching their Demon Beasts Martial Arts are true, Luo Feng’s eyes lit up slightly. With the Grand Momentum surrounding him, Luo Feng remained completely unaffected by the oppressive aura of the two Demon Beasts. A faint smile touched his lips, a sharp glint flashing deep within his eyes.

GRRRU... A low growl rumbled in the throats of the two Red Flame Tigers as they continuously backed away, stopping only when they reached the young Wild tribe member’s side. They looked at Luo Feng with extreme trepidation.

"Oh?" The young Wild tribe member looked somewhat surprised. He glanced at Luo Feng and grinned, "So, you’re an expert. My apologies."

With that, the young Wild tribe member patted the Red Flame Tigers’ heads and chuckled, "You got frightened? That’s what you get for not practicing hard enough. Let’s go."

AWOO! The two Red Flame Tigers roared unwillingly.

Watching the young man’s retreating figure, Luo Feng shook his head with a wry smile. The Wild tribe was known for being belligerent and respecting only the strong. If he had shown any fear just then, he would undoubtedly have been mocked by them.

Without lingering, Luo Feng strolled down the spacious streets with Qing Ling, eventually reaching a marketplace selling various goods. The marketplace was bustling, with the ceaseless calls of vendors. Stalls lining both sides of the street displayed a wide variety of goods.

Luo Feng stopped in front of a stall selling shoes.

"Sir, are you here to buy shoes?" The stall owner was a rather attractive middle-aged woman. Noticing Luo Feng’s high-quality clothing and the extraordinary temperament he exuded despite his mask, a warm smile immediately lit up her face.

"Yes, but not for me, for her." Luo Feng turned to look at Qing Ling and asked, "Qing Ling, which pair do you like? Pick one yourself."

"Are you really going to buy me a pair?" Qing Ling looked slightly uneasy, glancing at the shoes beside her, a glimmer of longing hidden in her gaze.

Luo Feng nodded.

Qing Ling scanned the stall, and her eyes lit up slightly when she noticed a pair of shoes with green cloud patterns.

Luo Feng smiled faintly and said to the proprietress, "A pair of those shoes, in her size, please."

"Very well, sir. Please wait." Delighted at making a sale, the proprietress bustled about, quickly preparing the shoes.

JINGLE JINGLE...

A gust of wind blew, and a crisp jingling sound suddenly came from nearby. Qing Ling glanced over to see a green hairband hanging on the rack of an adjacent stall. At one end of the hairband, several small and delicate green bells were tied. As the wind blew, they made a clear jingling sound.

Involuntarily, Qing Ling walked towards the adjacent stall, her gaze captivated by the green hairband.

"Miss, this hairband would suit you perfectly! It’s woven from Blue Shadow Tendril Core, resistant to both water and fire. It costs only one thousand taels of gold," the vendor said enthusiastically.

Hearing this, Qing Ling froze. Right, I’m a slave. I don’t have even a single silver tael. She glanced at Luo Feng, who was still at the shoe stall, pursed her lips slightly, and shook her head expressionlessly, about to turn away.

Just then, a clear voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Such an ordinary hair accessory is not worthy of you at all, miss..."