"Greenwood Mountain is indeed no match for the ancient elves, but within this Greenwood Domain, Greenwood Mountain is the ruler. Even the ancient elves stationed here wouldn't dare provoke it." Chu Feng continued.
"Quite arrogant, aren't you? Let me tell you — I'm not one of the ancient elves from around here. I come from the Elf Kingdom! Take a good look — what the hell is this? Do you recognize this symbol?"
Xian Kun pointed at the insignia on his chest and roared loudly, as if he were afraid others wouldn't know he was an ancient elf from the Elf Kingdom.
"Oh, so you're from the Elf Kingdom — no wonder you're so full of yourself. But let me ask you something: if you came from the Elf Kingdom, why aren't you staying there? What are you doing here? Did you do something wrong and get kicked out?" Chu Feng sneered.
"You...!" At these words, Xian Kun's face turned green with rage, and he nearly passed out.
Because Chu Feng was right — that one sentence had struck his sore spot. He had indeed been expelled from the Elf Kingdom.
Back then, after Xian Kun had successfully activated the Elf Kingdom's Ancient Immortal Needle, he had been the toast of the realm — hailed as a genius, and he had even traveled everywhere with the Elven Princess, searching for the Elven Immortal Flower.
When he had come to the Ancient Immortal Pool in this Greenwood Domain, even the Southern Lord who guarded it had treated him with the utmost respect, and had even entrusted him with activating the Ancient Immortal Needle.
But to his surprise, he had failed. Not only was he unable to activate the Ancient Immortal Needle, but a mere human had activated it instead.
This had made the ancient elves lose all face. When the news reached the Elf Kingdom, the kingdom was furious and expelled him, sentencing him to spend the rest of his life at the Ancient Immortal Pool in the Greenwood Domain, never to return.
Later, he learned that the disciple who had activated the Ancient Immortal Needle had joined Greenwood Mountain, which was why he harbored such a strong resentment toward Greenwood Mountain's disciples.
However, if he knew that the person who had truly activated the Ancient Immortal Needle — the very person responsible for his expulsion from the Elf Kingdom and the ruin of his promising future — was none other than Chu Feng, standing right in front of him, who knew how he would react? He would surely want to kill Chu Feng on the spot.
"Gentlemen, do me a favor and stop arguing, would you?" At that moment, Yan Lei spoke up. As the host of this gathering, he naturally didn't want to see Chu Feng and Xian Kun come to blows.
Besides, in his opinion, if the two fought, Chu Feng would be no match for Xian Kun at all. So he stepped in front of Chu Feng, signaling that he would protect him and that Xian Kun should back off.
At that moment, Xian Kun was indeed seething with rage, but since this was the Yan Clan's territory, he had no choice but to give Yan Lei face. He merely flicked his sleeve and headed back the way he had come.
"Brother Chu Feng, before Xian Kun came here, he asked me whether I had invited any disciples from Greenwood Mountain. I told him I wasn't really familiar with the disciples there, so I hadn't invited any."
"I didn't mean any disrespect toward Greenwood Mountain, so please don't take it the wrong way, Brother Chu Feng." Yan Lei was afraid Chu Feng might hold a grudge, so he offered an explanation.
"It's fine, I understand." Chu Feng smiled. He could tell that Yan Lei harbored no ill will toward him, and most of the people present felt the same way.
At this moment, only four of them harbored ill will toward him — three ancient elves including Xian Kun, and that Tian Liang who claimed he would become an Imperial-robed Spirit World Master.
Among the twenty people present, only these four regarded Chu Feng as a thorn in their side.
"Brother Chu Feng, you truly are a man of great understanding. Since you're already here, let's all mingle — I'll introduce you to my friends." With a smile, Yan Lei led Chu Feng toward the crowd.
But before Yan Lei could even introduce him, the others had already walked up to Chu Feng of their own accord to greet him.
Their cultivation was not weak either — most of them were between the sixth and eighth rank of the Martial King realm, making them all stronger than Tian Liang.
Yet all of them treated Chu Feng with great kindness. Not only were they not arrogant, but on the contrary, they held him in some awe. There were two reasons for this:
First, Chu Feng was a disciple of Greenwood Mountain, and with Dugu Xingfeng now also at Greenwood Mountain, they genuinely feared him.
Second, Chu Feng's own strength was not to be underestimated — he had more than enough power to earn their respect.
This so-called gathering was really nothing more than a casual chat and exchange of ideas among the younger generation.
Some of them knew that the Nine Forces Hunt had just concluded, so they all asked Chu Feng which sect's disciple had taken first place.
Some even knew that the Nie Wan'er sisters from the Ten Thousand Flowers Academy were remarkable fighters, and they asked whether the sisters had won first place again in this Nine Forces Hunt.