Fu Feiteng greatly admired Chu Feng, and Chu Feng's impression of Fu Feiteng was quite good as well — the two hit it off immediately and drank quite a lot that day.
After that day, Fu Feiteng went into seclusion for cultivation, while Chu Feng simply rested within the Dragon Garden. Aside from being invited out by
However, because Sima Ying came to see him every day, Chu Feng learned from her about many things happening within the Spirit World Master Alliance.
And the most interesting of these was that the woman called Xiao Mei had become the alliance's most coveted person — without a doubt, the number one celebrity in the Spirit World Master Alliance.
Setting aside the disciples, her suitors were virtually countless. Even the elders sent her gifts in hopes of exchanging a few words with her, and men who had lived for hundreds of years were eager to pursue her.
And all of this was on the premise that Xiao Mei had never revealed her true face — no one even knew what she actually looked like.
The most outrageous part was that even those geniuses who used to swarm around Sima Ying day and night had now stationed themselves outside Xiao Mei's door, visiting her daily in hopes of chatting and deepening their bond.
Yet no matter who these people were or what lavish gifts they prepared, Xiao Mei refused to see any of them — truly merciless.
So everyone who went to visit her met the same result. They were all turned away at the door.
But even so, nothing could dampen the enthusiasm of her admirers. Right now, at least a thousand people were stationed outside Xiao Mei's residence, and every one of them held status, power, and connections.
Those without strength or backing had been driven off or beaten away by others.
"This is way too exaggerated," Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh after hearing Sima Ying's words.
"Not exaggerated at all. When I came to find you today, I happened to pass by Xiao Mei's residence, and there really were tons of people waiting there." Sima Ying spoke with complete seriousness, but there was not a trace of displeasure on her face — in fact, she seemed quite delighted.
"Hey, Ying'er, all your admirers have been snatched away by someone else. Aren't you jealous?" Chu Feng asked curiously.
"Jealous of what? With those annoying guys gone, I'm thrilled. I can't thank Xiao Mei enough right now," Sima Ying said with a beaming smile.
"You really are carefree, girl. But I admire that about you." Chu Feng meant every word.
An ordinary woman, even if she didn't like her suitors, would be quite upset — perhaps even resentful toward the woman who stole them — if one day those suitors stopped bothering her and instead began pursuing someone else with fanatical devotion.
But Sima Ying wasn't like that at all. She was actually gleeful about it, which showed she was genuinely authentic, without the slightest pretense.
She didn't like them, and she didn't miss them. A girl like that was truly rare.
"Is Chu Feng here?" But just then, a woman's voice suddenly rang out from beyond the Dragon Garden — a beautiful voice, and a rather familiar one. It was Xiao Mei.
"Oh! It's Xiao Mei! Why is she coming to see you?" Sima Ying recognized the voice instantly, her wide eyes filling with astonishment as she looked at Chu Feng.
"You're asking me? How would I know?" Chu Feng shrugged. In truth, he too was quite surprised by Xiao Mei's visit.
"Are you going to see her or not?" Sima Ying asked.
"Of course I'll see her. Why wouldn't I? I've done nothing wrong — why should I be afraid of her?" As he spoke, Chu Feng pushed open the palace doors, stepped outside, soared into the air, and hovered in the void above, looking toward the entrance of the Dragon Garden.
One look was enough — even Chu Feng was stunned. Beyond the Dragon Garden, the scene was truly spectacular. Not only was Xiao Mei there, draped in her black robe, but several thousand others had gathered as well.
Every single one of them was male, and many held exquisitely wrapped gifts in their hands — clearly packages that had been carefully prepared.
And among them were not only young disciples but also white-haired old men. Just as Sima Ying had said, Xiao Mei's charm was boundless — even the elders had been captivated.