"You, you, you!!!" In that moment, Xian Yuyin's father was so furious he couldn't even form words. He was truly on the verge of going mad with rage.
He had never imagined that the Love-Wealth Immortal would be this shameless. The man had volunteered to help in the first place, yet now he was shifting all the blame onto him.
"Pfft—"
In his fury, Xian Yuyin's father actually spat out a mouthful of blood. He had literally been angered to the point of coughing blood by the Love-Wealth Immortal.
"Hmph, and you're still putting on an act. You're quite the performer, aren't you — righteous and noble on the surface, but underneath you're the most sinister one here." Yet rather than being moved, the Love-Wealth Immortal doubled down with cold mockery.
"You, you, you! Love-Wealth, you despicable wretch."
At that moment, Xian Yuyin's father was filled with regret. He regretted letting his impulses get the better of him the night before and handing over that jade pendant to the Love-Wealth Immortal.
"I'm going to kill you!" In his blind rage, Xian Yuyin's father suddenly struck. He thrust out his palm, and martial power surged forth, hurtling toward the Love-Wealth Immortal.
"Your Majesty, please save me!!!" Seeing that things had taken a turn for the worse, the Love-Wealth Immortal cried out desperately, seeking the Elf King's protection.
However, the Elf King showed no concern whatsoever. Not only did the Elf King not intervene, but virtually no one present had any intention of stepping in. They all watched with cold indifference.
Boom—
With a muffled impact, the Love-Wealth Immortal exploded into a spray of blood, killed by a single palm strike from Xian Yuyin's father.
The Love-Wealth Immortal was dead. Not a single person present felt any sympathy. Instead, they wore expressions of satisfaction — a man like that truly deserved to die, for he was nothing but a menace while alive.
"Sixth-level Martial Emperor, just as I suspected." At that moment, Chu Feng also confirmed that Xian Yuyin's father's cultivation was that of a sixth-level Martial Emperor — the same as Nangong Longjian.
But Chu Feng was no longer the person he used to be. Even against a sixth-level Martial Emperor, Chu Feng wouldn't necessarily have to cower. Even if he couldn't win, he at least had the ability to hold his own. In short… killing Chu Feng wouldn't be so easy for a sixth-level Martial Emperor.
Moreover, Chu Feng felt that Xian Yuyin's father might not even get the chance to come after him, because right now, the man could barely save himself.
"How do you explain this?" the Elf King asked Xian Yuyin's father.
"Explaining is pointless. This matter does involve me, but it has nothing to do with Yuyin," Xian Yuyin's father admitted frankly.
In truth, this was his best option. By admitting guilt, the worst he would face was punishment. The Elf Kingdom wasn't going to execute one of its own over an outsider like Chu Feng.
But if he refused to admit it, not only would he be mocked and despised by everyone, but his son Xian Yuyin would suffer the same fate.
"You have truly disappointed me. Your Guardian position will be handed over to Xian Long to act in your stead. As for you… go into seclusion and reflect on your wrongdoing. You are not to leave for one hundred years," the Elf King declared.
"……"
Hearing this, both Xian Yuyin and his father were stunned. Put nicely, it was a hundred years of seclusion. Put bluntly, it was house arrest for a century.
No one had expected the Elf King's punishment to be this severe.
When the sentence was announced, even the sisters Xian Miaomiao and Xian Lingyue were left dumbfounded.
"Yes." But Xian Yuyin's father had no choice but to nod. He turned and departed.
The Elf King wasn't worried about him fleeing — the man wouldn't dare. Even for the sake of his son, he wouldn't run. He had no choice but to submit to the Elf King's judgment.
…………
After this matter, the Elf King felt a sense of guilt. After all, ever since Chu Feng had arrived, he had been subjected to one ordeal after another, all at the hands of the Ancient Elves.
So the Elf King personally arranged a banquet in Chu Feng's honor. However, this was a private affair — only the Elf King and Chu Feng were present.
"Your Majesty, could you tell me about the ancient era?" Chu Feng asked. The ancient era — a golden age of martial cultivation — was the period Chu Feng most longed to know about and was most curious about.
"Young friend Chu Feng, you're not the first person to ask me about the ancient era, but I'm afraid this is something I truly cannot answer you."