"Truly, I have no idea where that brat
The general's face was etched with envy. Just thinking about Su Rou's sweet face, flawless figure, extraordinary talent, and terrifying background — she was simply a goddess that countless men dreamed of getting close to.
"They're both in the Azure Dragon Sect, so it's only natural they'd have some connection. Don't let that kid's age fool you — his composure and calm back then weren't something an ordinary person could manage. He's most likely a real talent,"
"Even if he is talented, he's still far too young. I carefully probed his aura earlier, and he's only at the Spirit Martial Seventh Level. Giving him a slot in the Rising Star Tournament will only drag down our Purple Gold City," the general said indignantly.
"Then why didn't you say that to Miss Su Rou's face? You saw her identity token with your own eyes — she truly is the City Lord's daughter. When she asks me to give Chu Feng a spot in the Rising Star Tournament, do you think I'd dare refuse?" Chen Hui said, his tone tinged with displeasure.
"City Lord… I… I just think that Miss Su Rou said giving Chu Feng a slot might help our Purple Gold City clinch first place and solve our urgent troubles, but I feel she's seriously overestimating that Chu Feng."
"After all, the Rising Star Tournament gathers the best young fighters from every city. With Chu Feng's cultivation level, he's far too weak. Forget winning first place — he'd be dead last," the general declared.
"I've considered that too. Perhaps Miss Su Rou was trying to wake me up and get our Purple Gold City to take this Rising Star Tournament seriously."
"Because I've heard rumors that this year's Rising Star Tournament is special — the champion city will be exempt from tribute taxes. It was only hearsay, but if Miss Su Rou says so, then it's probably true," Chen Hui murmured thoughtfully.
"City Lord, you're not really going to pin your hopes on that Chu Feng, are you?" the general asked with concern.
"Of course not. While Chu Feng is talented, as you said, his current strength is still far too weak. If we want to win this Rising Star Tournament, it looks like we'll need to bring my daughter Wanxi back." A look of longing crept into Chen Hui's eyes.
"The Eldest Miss? She truly is a rare genius — she's already become a Core Disciple of the Lingyun Sect. If she comes back, the championship of this Rising Star Tournament will be as good as ours."
"But… she left in a huff back then and hasn't returned for any of the previous Rising Star Tournaments. Will she really come back this year?" The general sounded uncertain.
"Times have changed. Unless she can bear to watch her old father fall into a desperate situation without lifting a finger, she'll come back this time for certain." At the thought of this, Chen Hui couldn't help but close his eyes as memories of those long-ago events echoed through his mind.
In just a single day, Chu Feng led a host of forces and swept away every former enemy in the Kaoshan region.
This wasn't merely about eliminating threats — it was a show of force, a warning to all that opposing the
After this incident, everyone within the borders of Kaoshan looked at Chu Feng in an entirely new light. This young man possessed not only extraordinary talent but also ruthless methods. People couldn't help but admire him while also fearing him. If he could accomplish so much at such a young age, then his future achievements would be simply beyond imagination.
After settling all matters, the Chu Family began rebuilding Kaoshan Town. Chu Feng didn't return to the Azure Dragon Sect — instead, he devoted himself to preparing for the Rising Star Tournament that would take place in a few days.
Five thousand Spirit Pearls — the thought alone filled Chu Feng with limitless desire, especially since the countdown to his one-year promise had already begun. The more he thought about it, the more fiercely he yearned to grow stronger.
In one year, he had to win. That meant he had to become stronger within this year. Even if he couldn't reach the Xuan Martial Realm, he had to be able to defeat someone at that level.
But right now, he was still only at the Spirit Martial Realm — he hadn't even reached the Yuan Martial Realm yet. The challenge ahead of him was incredibly daunting.
Still, Chu Feng treated this as a test, a driving force. The reason he had dared to set a one-year deadline was that he actually had a fair amount of confidence.
Because of his special constitution, as long as he had enough Spirit Pearls, his cultivation level was no obstacle. So for Chu Feng, the only thing he truly lacked was cultivation resources. That was why he needed to go all-out in collecting Spirit Pearls and never let any opportunity to obtain them slip by.
Right now, in the mountains behind Kaoshan Town, Chu Feng was cultivating.
His aura had grown significantly denser. He had broken through. Using the one thousand Spirit Pearls that Chen Hui had given him, he had finally advanced to the Spirit Martial Eighth Level. In Chu Feng's estimation, if he could claim the five thousand Spirit Pearls from the Rising Star Tournament, stepping into the Spirit Martial Ninth Level should be no problem.
However, the Rising Star Tournament would feature carefully selected geniuses from every city, and Chu Feng had no absolute certainty that he could claim the championship.
Within the Azure Dragon Sect, Chu Feng could be considered outstanding among those under eighteen, but he couldn't be sure whether he was the strongest in the entire region under the dominion of the Vermilion Bird City.
To guarantee victory, he had to get stronger. That was why the Chu Feng of right now was practicing the Hundred Transformations Bow — the only means of powering up available to him at this moment.
Swish, swish, swish.
In Chu Feng's hands, he gripped a golden long spear. The weapon shimmered with radiant light, as though it could pierce even Dark Iron with ease — far more powerful than the weapons condensed by his Thunder Third Form. And in Chu Feng's grasp, this spear was exceptionally domineering, sweeping in all directions like a massive serpent. Its momentum surged like a rainbow. A single thrust sent out a gust of wind powerful enough to punch clean through a towering tree from a distance.
The Hundred Transformations Bow had been fully mastered by Chu Feng in a mere three days — and that was what made him truly terrifying.
What was a genius? Chu Feng was a true genius. No matter how difficult the martial art, he could comprehend it in front of anyone. The only thing he lacked was resources.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, Chu Feng sensed someone approaching, flickering in and out of visibility. The person was deliberately concealing their aura, but it was still detected by his Mental Power.
Someone was secretly watching him, and the concealment of their aura was exceptionally well done. This person's strength was definitely above his own, and Chu Feng grew tense, locking his sharp gaze onto the distant forest.
"You do indeed possess Mental Power, and it's remarkably keen. No wonder that old geezer took a liking to you."
Just then, an eerie laugh rang out from the woods. Accompanying those words, a figure slowly walked into Chu Feng's line of sight.
The person was young — only a few years older than Chu Feng — and strikingly handsome, with a faint smile hanging on his lips. Though he seemed easygoing enough, Chu Feng could feel a piercing killing intent emanating from the man's gaze.