90: Now that you are an adult, it’s time to get out!

Inside the secret room, Yue Guan's eyes widened, the food basket in his hand fell to the ground, and he swallowed, "Uh, Young Master, where are your clothes?"

Qian Feng quickly waved his hand, stepped forward a few steps, and looked at Yue Guan, "Uncle Yue, what is your Soul Power level now? I remember A Unique Herb was very beneficial to your cultivation, right?"

Hearing this, Yue Guan chuckled, nodded, and said gratefully, "Thanks to the Young Master, after a year and a half of cultivation, my Soul Power has successfully reached level ninety-five, and I'm also a Peak Douluo~"

"That's good! Uncle Yue, don't be in a hurry to leave. Stay here and keep me company!" Qian Feng looked a bit wild in his current state.

Although his beard was shaved off, his messy long hair was scattered haphazardly, and he was holding a long sword shimmering with Golden Lightning while naked.

Yue Guan clamped his legs together, took a few steps back, and quickly waved his hands.

He was so scared that Yue Guan, who was already an elder, became bashful, "Young Master, you... why don't you come out? If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll do something difficult, something even more difficult!"

"Uh..." Qian Feng looked at Yue Guan's bashful appearance, shook his head, and smiled bitterly, "What are you thinking, Uncle Yue? I want you to practice sword with me! I've practiced hard for a year and a half, I have to try it out!"

"Oh~ Is that all! Come on, Young Master!" Yue Guan exhaled a long breath upon hearing this, nodded with a smile, and his Soul Power gradually rose.

"Uncle Yue, I'm very fast now, you must be careful, I'm afraid you won't be able to block it!" Qian Feng chuckled, and a hint of defiance appeared in Yue Guan's eyes. He snorted softly and said,

"I know the Young Master is powerful, but don't look down on the old bones of us elders!"

"Here I come!" Qian Feng roared, full of wildness.

Yue Guan was instead intimidated a little by this roar, biting his lip and saying in a high-pitched voice, "Young Master, hurry up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Feng stepped forward and rushed towards Yue Guan, raising his hand to perform an aerial slash.

"Tsk, what a simple sword technique. I fought several rounds with Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, back then!" Yue Guan's eyes showed disdain. He activated his chrysanthemum Martial Soul, which rose gracefully, preparing to block the move.

Zhi Ge Divine Sword struck the golden chrysanthemum, sparks flew, accompanied by a harsh metallic clanging sound.

Yue Guan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Young Master, your sword technique still needs improvement?!"

"Here I come again!" A glint flashed in Qian Feng's eyes. Along the trajectory of the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, Golden Lightning instantly gathered, condensing into seven or eight golden swords. With a thought, several golden swords suddenly broke through the air, bypassing the front and attacking Yue Guan from behind!

Immediately after, a long, drawn-out, and not very pleasant scream echoed in the secret room, "Oh!! Roar!!"

Yue Guan covered his backside with both hands, jumping up and down repeatedly. It was a good thing he was a Peak Douluo, otherwise, he would have suffered a great loss from the sneak attack of those golden swords just now!

"Hoo~" Qian Feng exhaled a breath, rubbed his nose, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, Uncle Yue, I didn't mean to, it was an accident... I'm still not very skilled at controlling swords, I missed the mark."

He lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.

After covering his backside for a moment, Yue Guan immediately knelt on the ground, his eyes wide and teary, saying, "Young Master, you... why are you sticking your sword into this servant's rear!"

"Accident, accident, it's the first time, so I'm always a bit rusty, it's common to miss the mark! But Uncle Yue, aren't you going to praise my sword technique now!" Qian Feng quickly stepped forward and helped Yue Guan stand up.

"Compared to Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, it's still about fifty percent worse!" Yue Guan recovered and looked at Qian Feng seriously as he spoke.

"Ah? That much worse?" Qian Feng's heart skipped a beat. He thought his understanding of the sword dao, if not surpassing Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, would at least be close by one or two points.

Being a full half worse really hurt him a bit.

"Hehe, Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, is a genius at sword practice. Is there anyone among sword Martial Soul Soul Masters in the entire Continent who can be his opponent? Young Master, you've only practiced sword for a year and a half, and you already have such sharp and wonderful sword techniques. In a few more years, you should be not much worse than Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo!"

"Hmm, thank you for your comments, Uncle Yue." Qian Feng nodded with a smile. He was not someone who was overly ambitious or arrogant.

If he wasn't as good as others for now, then he would continue practicing!

After sending Yue Guan away, the little bit of pride he had in his heart immediately extinguished, and he began to continue his secluded training in sword practice.

Following this, more rigorous training began. In the next six months, Qian Feng basically didn't rest for more than six hours a day, spending the rest of the time practicing sword and cultivating Soul Power.

The results were also extremely significant:

His Soul Power now maintained at the peak of level ninety-six, only one step away from ninety-seven.

At the same time, tomorrow would also be Qian Feng's eighteenth birthday, he was about to become an adult!

The midday sun shone into the secret area. Qian Feng shook his head, his long hair casually tied behind him, and after clearing his beard, his face was still handsome and attractive.

Two years had passed, and the appearance of the former youth had matured!

Qian Feng had the demeanor and appearance of a free-spirited sword immortal. Of course, the parts of his bare body that should grow had not stopped growing at all.

"Right, you can use the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, but currently, it's just a phantom. To condense the Zhi Ge Divine Sword into a physical entity... you need something."

"Master, the Zhi Ge Sword surely can't be restored with materials from the Continent, right?" Qian Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. Could the Douluo Continent have materials to repair something like this?

"Divine artifact fragments, regardless of level. The restoration is also progressive, just restoring it to a physical form is fine first."

"I understand, I know where to find this thing. Hehe, but I can't go there now, I can't compete with them~" Qian Feng shook his head with a bitter smile, already having a plan in mind.

The Sea God Trident and the Shura Demon Sword!

Fragments of these two divine artifacts would naturally work, but how to obtain them and then turn them into divine artifact fragments... that would be a bit troublesome.

As for the Angel Divine Sword, Qian Feng shook his head. Receiving the Angel God Mask as a child had already made him quite guilty, so he naturally wouldn't touch Qian Renxue's resources again.

"Young Master~ Old Ju is back again, oh dear, tomorrow is your birthday, aren't you celebrating this year either?" Yue Guan's light chuckle sounded outside the window, followed by him narrowing his eyes and looking at the scene inside. His pupils immediately contracted.

Holy cow, the Young Master's physique is getting better and better!

After two years of secluded training, Qian Feng's figure was tall and well-proportioned. Although his face was a bit dusty, his handsome features were still visible.

"Yes, it's about time to come out. Uncle Yue, could you prepare some clothes for me? I'll come out this evening!" Qian Feng chuckled. After being cooped up for two years, he wondered how his female confidantes looked now.

His sister should have matured too, right?

Two years, the age when one grows the most. They say a girl changes eighteen times when she turns eighteen. Qian Feng's heart was itching greatly.

He was an adult now, so some things could naturally be done~

"Uncle Yue... stop looking." Qian Feng turned his head and looked at Yue Guan with a bitter smile.

The latter coughed softly a few times, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I'll immediately inform the Pope of your exit~ Hehe."

Qian Feng nodded, stood up straight, and stretched.

He was very curious if any major changes had occurred on the Continent in the past two years.