"I wonder who you're talking about?" Chu Feng asked.
"His name is Xian Kun," Yan Ru said.
"Xian Kun? Is he a fierce beast?" Chu Feng asked.
"Not a fierce beast — much more formidable than that. He's an Ancient Elf, and not just any Ancient Elf. He's an Ancient Elf from the Elf Kingdom."
"I've heard he once triggered the Immortal Needle of the Elf Kingdom. Even among Ancient Elves, he's considered a rare genius," Yan Ru said.
"Now that is quite the background." Ancient Elves — Chu Feng knew of them well. They hailed from the ancient era and could be considered the most unfathomable force in the Holy Land of Martial Arts. Not even the Three Houses, Four Clans, and Nine Forces were willing to provoke them.
The Ancient Elves were spread across the entirety of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, leaving their trace in nearly every domain. And their headquarters was the Elf Kingdom — the equivalent of Greenwood Mountain's Greenwood Holy Assembly, a gathering place for the most powerful.
The Ancient Elves from the Elf Kingdom, whether young or old, were all extraordinary. Setting aside their talent, their very status placed them a tier above other Ancient Elves.
And this Xian Kun — not only was he from the Elf Kingdom, but he was someone who had triggered the Ancient Immortal Needle. That was truly something else.
Chu Feng had heard that the Ancient Immortal Needle of the Elf Kingdom was different from his own. There were said to be multiple Ancient Immortal Needles, each far more difficult to trigger than the ordinary ones.
And Xian Kun, having triggered the Elf Kingdom's Ancient Immortal Needle, was indeed outstanding in terms of talent.
"But I don't really like him. He's far too arrogant — acts as if no one else matters, as though he's the greatest under heaven. He's incredibly rude to his elders too, completely lacking in respect. Utterly conceited."
"I've also heard that he apparently made some mistake and was expelled from the Elf Kingdom. That's why he's been lingering around the Ancient Immortal Pool in the Greenwood Domain."
"Just thinking about how someone who was kicked out still carries himself with such superiority and arrogance — I can't stand it. Because he's clearly not even close to my Yan Xie brother," Yan Ru said.
"Yan Xie — will he be at this gathering?" Chu Feng asked. Compared to Xian Kun, Chu Feng was more curious about Yan Xie. After all, the real reason he had come here was to challenge him.
"You know about my brother Yan Xie?" Yan Ru asked, slightly surprised.
"The Sect Master mentioned him. He's a rare cultivation genius," Chu Feng said.
"That's right. My brother Yan Xie is incredibly powerful — the strongest of our generation I've ever seen. I think he's different from the rest of us. What's that saying? Ah yes — a dragon among men. That's exactly what my brother Yan Xie is," Yan Ru said.
"Is he here? I'd like to meet him," Chu Feng said.
"Brother Yan Xie is indeed in the Yan Clan, but unfortunately, he's a martial arts fanatic. Even though he's the same age as me and our Twenty-fourth Brother, he doesn't care for these kinds of gatherings. You probably won't be able to meet him," Yan Ru said.
"That's fine. If fate wills it, we'll meet eventually." Chu Feng smiled. He felt certain he would encounter Yan Xie sooner or later, so there was no need to rush.
Afterward, under Yan Ru's lead, Chu Feng arrived at a garden. It was vast and beautiful, filled with all manner of exotic flowers and rare herbs. Countless butterflies fluttered about, dancing gracefully through the air, and the fragrance of the flowers was utterly intoxicating. This was the location of today's gathering.
Before even setting foot inside, Chu Feng could already sense many auras. There weren't many people here — including himself and Yan Ru, there were only twenty-one in total.
And not all of them were human. There were fierce beasts, and naturally, there were Ancient Elves as well. They were all juniors, but every single one of them was formidable.
Sure enough, the Holy Land of Martial Arts was brimming with hidden talents. It wasn't just Greenwood Mountain that produced geniuses. Many disciples of unheralded hermits were also remarkable — some even rivaled the top geniuses of the great powers.
As Chu Feng and Yan Ru walked in together, they drew considerable attention. Every person present turned their gaze toward them.